For a moment, Jiang Ci almost thought that he was hallucinating.

During this time, she knocked on door after door, asked the same question over and over again, and received countless "I don't know" answers.

Frankly, she was numb to the question.

Who can remember the joke at a party three or four years ago?

But now a man told her that it was Zhuang Jia who said it.

Jiang Ci subconsciously glanced at the roster document in his hand: Ding Houwei, 21 years old, made his model debut, and recently transformed into a fashion stylist.

The reason why he intersected with Zhuang Jia was because he participated in a fashion show of Shen Xinru, and there would be a party dinner after each show.

"Are you sure?" Jiang Ci looked at him fixedly.

"Oh...... If I want to say sure, I'm not so sure. The man shrugged his shoulders and said, "After all, it was a long time ago, and I heard you talk about Filip just now, and I have the impression that I have heard Zhuang Jia mention this person." ”

"Could you please recall?" Jiang Ci said, "It's about a murder case, it's very important. ”

The other party was very embarrassed: "It's been too long ago, and now I can't remember it for a while." ”

Jiang Ci thought for a while and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ding, we may find you again in the follow-up investigation, if you can think of anything during this period, please feel free to contact us." ”

"Okay."

……

Leaving the apartment, Jiang Ci sat in the police car with a contemplative expression.

The subordinate next to her asked her, "Shall we go to the next house now, or go back to the police station directly?" ”

Jiang Ci came back to his senses and said, "Let's go to the next one, there are few left, and by the way, let's see if anyone can confirm Ding Houwei's words." ”

She looked down at the roster in her hand and muttered, "I hope not......

Later, they asked a few more people who had attended the party, made phone inquiries from other places, and visited them locally, but still found nothing.

- Not a single person remembers anything about Fili.

On Saturday, Jiang Ci went to Mu Zi with the search results.

"No favorable evidence was found, but there was a prosecution witness." Jiang Ci sighed in annoyance, and threw Ding Houwei's information in front of Mu Zi, "This person said that I heard Zhuang Jia mention Fili's name at the party, do you think it could be him?" ”

"I don't know, but I hope it's him." Mu Zi picked up Ding Houwei's information and asked, "Does this person know how to fish?" ”

Jiang Ci shook his head: "I didn't ask at the time, if he was a murderer, too detailed questions would arouse his vigilance, maybe he would provide us with more information in the future in order to frame Zhuang Jia as soon as possible." ”

After a pause, he added: "I asked him about the details of the story, and he doesn't remember, only that Zhuang Jia mentioned the name Filip, but he promised me that he would tell me as soon as he remembered something." ”

Mu Zi carefully looked at the photos on the roster, and said thoughtfully: "Of course he doesn't remember, if the version of the story he says is different from Zhuang Jia, wouldn't it be revealing?" ”

Jiang Ci frowned, "But I don't understand, why didn't he simply deny it all?" Wouldn't it be safer to say like everyone else that you've never heard this story? Now this is suspicious. ”

"He had to do it." Mu Zi smiled and looked at Jiang Ci, "Because he doesn't know how many people you have asked, and he doesn't know if any of those people you have asked remember that story, since Zhuang Jia remembers, there are still others who remember, he doesn't dare to bet." ”

Jiang Ci suddenly: "So he must admit that he remembers, if he doesn't admit it, if someone testifies against him in the future, he will be speechless, but if he admits it, the testimonies contradict each other, and it will form a reasonable doubt!" ”