The woman in the video, took the used nephew condom from the trash can, if Jiang Huan is really a hand silver, he would never use that kind of thing.
"Jiang Huan has a girlfriend." Mu Zi said with certainty, "And Zhou Jiaying knows that he has a girlfriend, that's why she's standing guard in the apartment hallway."
"But why did Jiang Huan lie to us?" Jiang Chen asked.
Mu Zi shook her head, "I don't know."
Qu Mingjun grumbled, "This person is also too out of tune, we're already in over our heads from helping to investigate clues, and he's still adding to the chaos!"
"How is Zhou Jiaying's investigation going?" Mu Zi asked Qu Ming Jun.
Xiao Ming smiled sarcastically, "Zhou Jiaying didn't live in the school dormitory a long time ago, she borrowed to live in her cousin's house, it's an old neighborhood, there's not much control, the street lights and surveillance have been broken for months and no one has repaired them, so ..."
"So you didn't find out anything?" Jiang Chen glared up and clipped him on the back of the head with a knife in one hand, "Lazy thing!"
"Sis! How can I check without surveillance!" Qu Ming Jun held his head and shouted, "I'm a lawyer, not a detective!"
Jiang Chen wanted to hit again, but looking at her cousin's aggrieved appearance, she was somewhat unable to do so.
She knew too well what her own family's behavior was. Cousin is a common third-rate lawyers, relying on the old family demolition compensation money to open a firm, usually deal with are small cases, a little tricky case to him to do, it is really difficult for him.
Mu Zi looked at the video, silent.
Usually slightly larger scale law firms, will have their own investigators, and Ming Jun Law Firm, obviously the investigation is not strong enough.
"Go to Zhou Jiaying's house." Mu Zi voiced out, "Since there is no surveillance video, let's go and investigate in person."
"... Ah, huh?" Qu Ming Jun was a bit confused, "Go and check what? How to check?"
Mu Zi smiled, "Go through the garbage."
Qu Mingjun: "?!!!"
...
The environment of the old neighborhood is very poor, no matter the green belt or parking space is filled with all kinds of garbage scraps, the place of dumpster is even piled up like a mountain, only to be cleaned up once in a few days.
Qu Mingjun covered his mouth and nose and waved his hand in an attempt to dissipate the hidden stench and rancid odor in the air.
"Zhou Jiaying can afford to go to a prestigious school like Gerry, how come she lives here?" Qu Mingjun looked around and lamented, "I really didn't think that there could still be this kind of dirty and poorly sloped place in Qingjiang City."
Mu Zi replied back, "Gerry has poverty alleviation targets, and has set up various scholarships for outstanding students, as long as their academic performance is good enough, they can make a small fortune just by eating the scholarships."
She then asked Qu Mingjun, "How are Zhou Jiaying's grades these days?"
"You're asking me?" Qu Mingjun froze.
Jiang Chen impatiently said, "If I don't ask you, who do I ask? Didn't I already ask you to check on Zhou Jiaying?"
Qu Mingjun's face showed embarrassment, his voice weak, "It's not like I knew to check her grades ..."
"What's the use of asking you." Jiang Chen rolled her eyes helplessly.
Qu Ming Jun scratched the back of his head and blushed slightly.
Next to him, Mu Zi wordlessly handed him a mask, as well as a pair of white plastic gloves.
His mouth opened into an O, dumbfounded, "You ... guys, let me go?"
"If you're not allowed to go, could it be that Mu Zi and I will go?" Jiang ceramics reached out and shoved him a hand, she is strong, a moment to push Qu Mingjun near the garbage, said, "Men's work don't mother-in-law, hurry to find clues."
"But ... can, but you also have to tell me what to look for ah, this ... this has everything, how do I know which things are clues?"
Mu Zi thought for a while, said, "You look for courier boxes, courier bags, or torn courier sheets, pay attention to similar things."