Chapter 492: Doubtful

Ning Jiang had a sly in his eyes: "Have you heard Song Qingqing's voice, what do you think?"
Luo Hanshang nodded: "It's hard to hear, like a duck."
Ning Jiangying said: "Yes, I was a little curious before, how could someone have such an unpleasant voice, and as a result, an aunt broke her mouth in front of me that day. They heard that Song Qingqing had tonsil problems when she was a child, so she had an operation. At that time, the medical equipment was not good, so the operation left some sequelae."
After Ning Jiang finished speaking, he pointed to the medical records: "But look, the records of the operations she had received, except for the car accident surgery six months ago, there was only one appendicitis surgery record as a child."
Luo Hanshang cautiously said: "If this is the case, there is indeed a problem with this medical record. Cheng Yong, you can check again later to see if Song Qingqing has had tonsil surgery."
"Ok."
Ning Jiang turned the information down one page again.
This is Song Qingqing's photo from childhood.
When turning to the photo of her as an adult, Ning Jiang frowned: "Zhuo Yijun, look, Song Qingqing's face is different from the face in the photo, especially this one."
Ning Jiang pointed to one of Song Qingqing's ID photos: "It feels like... Song Qingqing in the photo is somewhat similar to Song Qingqing in real life, but his facial features and eyes are quite different."
Luo Hanshang took a closer look, indeed.
At first glance, it seemed to resemble Song Qingqing, but thinking about the face of Song Qingqing he had seen... it was a little different.
Seeing Luo Hanshang's dignified expression, Cheng Yong also walked over, tilted his head and looked at it.
Ning Jiang asked, "Cheng Yong, what do you think?"
Cheng Yong said: "Madam Young, you are right, but isn't plastic surgery popular now? Is it possible that Song Qingqing did fine-tuning or something?"
"Plastic surgery?"
Hearing these two words, Ning Jiang only felt that something seemed to be in his head, but he wanted to say it, but he couldn't say it.
This feeling is particularly strange.
Ning Jiang shook his head: "I don't know, but I always feel that the person in the photo is not the same as the one I have seen. The face difference is really too much."
Luo Han said: "In this way, Cheng Yong, you immediately send someone to investigate Song Qingqing's colleagues to see if she has had any signs of plastic surgery recently."
"Ok."
After Cheng Yong left, Ning Jiang was still looking through the information.
Luo Hanshang took out the information: "Don't rush for a while, always looking at things is not good for your eyes."
"But I'm not sleepy now."
"Then lie down and keep your eyes closed."
Ning Jiang looked at him and nodded.
Luo Han said, "I have to go to Chengshan Island in a while."
Ning Jiang looked at him, feeling heavy for an instant: "I want to go too."
He said again: "I'm just going to see the fourth uncle, and I will be back soon. Don't go together. When you and Wen Yan are well developed, let's take Chu Chen and Wen Yan to pay homage to him. Old man."
After Ning Jiang was silent for a moment, he finally nodded.
After Luo Hanshang left, Ning Jiang lay on the bed with a heavy heart, and remembered his uncle's bit by bit.
Uncle Si, please believe me, I will avenge you, definitely.
Luo Hanshang only came back in the evening.
Cheng Yong went to the airport to pick up the plane. On the way back to the city center, Cheng Yonghui reported: "Mr. Luo, what you asked me to investigate has come to fruition. Song Qingqing’s colleague in the United States said that Song Qingqing has been involved in a car accident six months ago. She has never been to the company again. A few months ago, her family had been brought back to China for follow-up treatment because of her physical deterioration.
But I asked someone to inquire through Song Qingqing’s family, but got a different answer. They said that Song Qingqing had a serious car accident in the United States and has been undergoing rehabilitation in the United States. In a short time, she should not return to China. .
Just when I was waiting for you at the airport, someone called up Song Qingqing's entry and exit records, and found that she was indeed pushed back to Beicheng more than four months ago. According to records taken at the airport at that time, Song Qingqing's face more than four months ago was the same as Song Qingqing's face in the photo. "
"You mean, she was pushed back?"
"Yes, she seems to have inconvenience in her legs and feet, and there is a urine bag hanging on her side. Her physical condition should be very poor at the time. It is hard to imagine that her body recovered so well after the interval of four months. "
Luo Han Shang embraced: "Are there any results of diagnosis and treatment at the American hospital?"
"I have sent someone to investigate. By the way, Mr. Luo, Song Qingqing’s family also said that Song Qingqing had always been in good health when she was a child, and had not undergone any tonsillar surgery. Our people, we got a piece of Song Qingqing when he was in the United States. In the video sent to her parents, her voice is indeed very crisp."
Reminiscent of what Cheng Yuwei said yesterday, Luo Hanshang's eyes were filled with gloomy birds.
"The Song Qingqing we saw is fake."
Cheng Yong looked at Luo Hanshang from the rearview mirror: "But, why did the youngest grandma bring a fake Song Qingqing back?"
Luo Han Shang was also thinking about this question.
"Manager Luo, I have a question, I don't know if I should say it."
Luo Hanshang looked at his back: "Let's talk and listen."
"That day, I locked Song Qingqing, Song Qingqing said loudly at the time that she would never betray her grandmother, and when she called the grandmother later, all she said was good for the grandmother.
But I don’t understand. Since she took the memory card to help the grandmother destroy the evidence, why didn’t she just destroy the memory card and leave such evidence? Such behavior doesn't seem to be helping grandma. "
This is very reasonable.
"Cheng Yong, don't go back to Luoyuan first, go to the police station again."
"Okay, master."
Seeing Luo Han Shang again, Cheng Yuwei had completely lost her previous arrogance.
She knelt on the ground and cried: "Han Shang, please forgive me. I don't want to be sentenced to death. It's really not me. I didn't instruct anyone to kill."
"I want to ask you a few questions, and you have to answer them truthfully."
Cheng Yuwei shook her head and cried: "You promise me first, I don't want to die."
"If you really haven't done this, the law will naturally not embarrass you."
"But you... have forged the evidence and are going to convict me. I know I can't beat you, and I surrendered."
"If you really want to live, you can answer a few of my questions. These questions are related to whether you can get rid of sin. You'd better think about it before answering. Don't lie or say that you don't know. Otherwise, you will be responsible ."
Cheng Yuwei listened and nodded hurriedly: "You can ask."
"Is Song Qingqing someone I know?"