As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

Then he asked in a suspicious tone: "That's impossible. How could Lao Zhao die? Have you found out the truth?"

"We have done a comparison, and the family members have identified the body. The deceased is Zhao Youquan." Ye Lin said calmly.

Hearing this, Zhang Yuli felt as if all her bones were pulled out, and she slipped and slid off the stool.

Ye Lin was so scared that he ran over and helped her up.

It seems that Zhang Yuli's reaction to the news of Zhao Youquan's death was even greater than Liu Jinmei's. If you didn't know, you would have thought that Zhang Yuli was his wife.

"Brother Zhao is dead?" Zhang Yuli's face was full of disbelief and sadness.

Ye Lin nodded, "He is indeed dead, so we ask you to come back and investigate."

"You suspect me? You suspect I killed Brother Zhao?" Zhang Yuli smiled bitterly.

"I like him so much, would I kill him?"

Zhang Yuli started to get a little excited, but Ye Lin didn't stop her. He just sat there and watched silently.

She seemed to find it difficult to accept the fact that Zhao Youquan was dead, and was a little dazed.

"why?"

"Why die at this time, why?"

"Why did you want to be killed?"

"I did so much, and you died?"

Zhang Yuli looked up at the air with empty eyes and talked to herself, as if she was complaining about Zhao Youquan, or complaining about herself.

Ye Lin watched quietly. Zhang Yuli's expression was very real, not like she was acting. It seemed that Zhao Youquan's death was a big blow to her.

Judging from this alone, it seemed like she was learning about Zhao Youquan's death for the first time, and she didn't seem like the murderer.

But whether this is true or not depends on other evidence.

The questioning of Zhang Yuli was temporarily over. Ye Lin had a feeling that this woman had deep feelings for Zhao Youquan.

To say that I love is to say that I love, but love and hate always go together.

There's no guarantee that she wasn't the one who killed him.

Qi Shan and Sun Jinghua went to look for Wang Yamei, but there was no news. Instead, Zhou Ping arrived first.

Sister Hua had said before that this girl was a bit quiet and introverted, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

Zhou Ping was about 1.6 meters tall, wearing ordinary clothes and had an average appearance. She hid behind her father, her big eyes full of anxiety.

"Comrade police officer, my daughter's situation is rather special, so I want to stay with her." The speaker was Zhou Ping's father Zhou Bin.

Zhou Bin wears glasses and looks gentle and refined, and it is obvious that he is a cultured person.

As he spoke, Zhou Bin took out a few diagnosis certificates from his bag and handed them to Ye Lin.

Ye Lin took a look. This was Zhou Ping's mental evaluation and medical record, which clearly stated that Zhou Ping was suffering from mental illness.

"Okay, then you come together, but when there are some questions that she needs to answer herself, we will still ask her to answer them in person." Ye Lin emphasized.

"Okay, I'll cooperate." Zhou Bin nodded.

Then he turned around and said to Zhou Ping: "Xiao Ping, come, I'll take you in."

In the interrogation room, Yu Haifeng and Ye Lin looked at the girl opposite and began to question her.

"Why don't you introduce Zhou Ping's basic situation first." Ye Lin felt that it was difficult to ask this girl.

"Oh, police officer, wait a moment. I'll put headphones on her first." Zhou Bin took out headphones from his backpack and put them on his daughter. He started playing music, and Zhou Ping's expression relaxed a lot all of a sudden.

Sway gently to the music.

Zhou Bin showed a relieved smile, then turned around and bowed to the two of them, "Thank you, thank you for your understanding of our daughter's situation."

This made Ye Lin feel a little embarrassed. "It's okay, I understand. Tell me the situation."

"Oh, my daughter's name is Zhou Ping, she's 28 years old this year. I showed you just now that Pingping has a mental illness."

"She developed the disease when she was in the third or fourth grade. She didn't want to talk to her classmates at school and was afraid to go to school. Then we took her to see a doctor, and the hospital said she had depression."

"We tried treatment, but I'm a psychiatrist myself, so I know depression is very difficult to cure."

Ye Lin was surprised to hear that he was a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist's daughter suffered from depression.

It always sounds a bit weird.

Seeing the two people's strange expressions, Zhou Bin adjusted his glasses and laughed at himself, "Indeed, I'm a psychiatrist, but my daughter has a mental illness. It's a bit funny to say it."

"Mr. Zhou, we are just a little surprised, please don't mind it." Ye Lin explained. No matter how you look at it, this is also someone else's misfortune.

"It's okay, I'm used to it. So many people have talked about this flower over the years." Zhou Bin said calmly.

"Since you are a psychiatrist, wouldn't your treatment be more targeted?" Ye Lin quickly changed the subject.

"Well, I know my daughter's situation. She has been unable to integrate into school life for the time being, so I took her back from school and let her live at home."

"Will this be better?"

"Well, Pingping has indeed gotten much better since returning home, but there is also a problem. She seems no longer willing to go out and meet new friends, and just stays at home."

"It's been 20 years since I last waited here," Zhou Bin sighed.

Looking closely, Zhou Bin already has quite a few white hairs on his temples. It seems he has been worrying a lot about his daughter.

"You mean, your daughter hasn't been out of the house in 20 years?"

"That's not the case. She just refuses to socialize with others. My wife and I have been teaching her cultural subjects, and sometimes we take her out for a walk."

"But she doesn't want to talk to others. For so many years, only my husband and I have been with her."

It was a little hard for Ye Lin to imagine that a person had no social life and only lived with his parents for 20 years.

It sounds happy when you say it, but it's quite scary if you think about it carefully, just like living in a big hood.

"Then why do we have to go to the dance hall now? Can the dance hall cure diseases?" Ye Lin asked curiously.

Up to now, Ye Lin felt like he was listening to a story rather than trying a case.

Speaking of the dance hall, Zhou Bin touched his eyes again, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, and he said: "Actually, I don't know why?"

"Pingping is now in her 20s. Maybe it's because of her age or some other reason, she suddenly has some interest in the outside world."

"One day when she was watching TV, she saw a dance hall. It wasn't a disco, but the kind of dance hall we had in our era, where people danced and stuff. She suddenly told me she wanted to go and see it."

"Comrade police officer, to be honest, I was more surprised than you when I heard it." Zhou Bin paused.

"But Pingping has been saying that she wants to go and see it, and I can't do anything about it. It's rare that my daughter wants to interact with the outside world after so many years, so I must support her, don't you agree?"

Ye Lin and Yu Haifeng nodded. That was indeed the case. If they were to put themselves in their shoes, they would agree without hesitation.