Mu Rongxuan's deliberate concealment, for whatever reason, was ill-intentioned.
More likely, he was trying to hold on to Qiao Jingjia's handle, waiting to knock a bamboo pole later?
Jiang Chen and Mu Zi said goodbye to Jiang mother and left the Jiang family.
Mu Zi hung her head, silently followed behind Jiang Chen, her face was very poor.
Jiang Chen was a little worried about her, she drove to the street and saw a coffee shop, so she parked the car on the side of the road and bought a cup of coffee for her.
"Is everything okay?" Jiang Chen asked worriedly.
Mu Zi gently shook her head, holding the hot coffee in her hand and blowing on the heat.
"I just didn't expect ... it."
What she hadn't thought of was that she would fall into the hands of Qiao Jingjia.
Loss she had always felt that she was smart and alert, it was really ironic that she was pried by a small assistant not to mention that she also lost her life.
"Horses lose their front hooves, people will always look away, not to mention that during that period of time, we were working on a big case, how can we have the energy to pay attention to Qiao Jingjia." Jiang Chen comforted her.
Su Zi had several assistants, and in the Procuratorate where female staff were scarce, Qiao Jingjia was the only female assistant under Su Zi's hand.
Although her work ability was mediocre, because she was also a woman, Su Zi would give some work to Qiao Jingjia as much as possible.
Perhaps it was because of this that Mu Zenin created the illusion that Qiao Jingjia was Su Zi's right-hand man and best friend.
Mu Zi took a small sip of her coffee, letting the bitterness fill her tongue, and her heart was at a loss.
If the first half of her life, lived in pain and bad, dead is also dead, death may be a kind of relief.
But ... how scenic she was in the first half of her life!
Beautiful and intelligent goddess of justice, how many people envied her, she loved her work and enjoyed her life! Even if there is a scum Mu Zenin, it does not matter, can be divorced ah! After the divorce, her life was still going smoothly!
Sudden death cut all this off!
She lost everything.
Identity, wealth, reputation, friends ... everything, have to start all over again, but also to carry a blood feud!
The white steam of the hot coffee curls, Mu Zi's face is obscure behind the hazy fog.
She is not willing to ah.
Jiang Chen was also pondering.
"Can't go directly to ask, even if there is a video in, she can just make up excuses ... " Jiang Chen thought carefully, and said in a deep voice, "First check her online shopping records, and a few pharmacies near her home, you can also ask around. "
Jiang Chen also asked Mu Zi: "Do you still have an impression of the wine you drank that day? Is there any strange taste, or ... is there any abnormality in the color of the wine?"
Mu Zi shook her head in confusion.
"No ..."
That day was the anniversary of her wedding, the guests all sent gifts and blessings, and occasionally said a few jokes, the atmosphere was warm.
She was so focused on socializing that she wouldn't have paid attention to the fact that the wine she was drinking was faulty.
"It should be colorless and tasteless, or the smell is easily masked by the wine, otherwise you should be impressed." Jiang Chen said.
"I did have some dizziness at that time, but I didn't put it on my mind, you also know that I can't drink well, and I'll get drunk if I drink a little ..."
Mu Zi recalled the circumstances of that day: a lively and noisy party, Qiao Jingjia handed her a glass of wine, said that Mu Zenin had prepared a mysterious gift, and told her to go to the bow of the boat alone.
She went in the direction of the bow of the ship, met a few guests on the way, clinked glasses with each other, and took a few sips.
As for how the wine tasted, she had long since lost track of it.
Later, she arrived at the bow of the boat, but found that there was no one, just as if she came early, and was not in a hurry, leaning on the railing, drinking while enjoying the night scene on the river ...
Mu Zi pondered for a long time.
"Under the effect of drugs, my judgment may be biased ... The reason why I decided that the murderer was a man was because at that time, I felt that the person who pushed me was very strong, and now I think about it, if I myself appeared to have vertigo, the woman's strength is also enough to push me off the boat... ..."