I'm not a super cop

Chapter 475 Death Note
Wang Fugui didn't listen to the dissuasion of Captain Ji and the others at all, struggling and shouting: "This is my sister's house! Why don't you let me in!"

Xiao Ran calmly looked at Wang Fugui, who was jumping and screaming, and He Liang beside him puckered his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Why can't kindness commit suicide? This was a sudden thing, and no one can tell the motive. Retaliation , depressed or stimulated, who knows? Just like the case we took before, who can think of it."

The previous case that He Liang mentioned was an incident that happened not long ago. A very young full-time wife in her thirties who took care of herself had a problem because she found out that her husband had taken care of many lovers outside. Suicide thoughts.

When ordinary people commit suicide, the most common ones are jumping off a building, jumping into a river, taking medicine, and the more serious ones are cutting their wrists, hanging themselves, committing suicide, etc. But this full-time wife was different from normal people before committing suicide.

Her life was still the same, she talked and laughed as usual, and there was nothing unusual about her.

Then the full-time wife ran to the house of the partner of her husband's company, and the two had an in-depth exchange. However, after the matter was over, she said she wanted to take a bath, and then in the bathroom of the partner of her husband's company, Killed himself by wiping his neck.

A lot of things were left for the two families and Xiao Ran.

Regarding He Liang's statement, Xiao Ran did not answer. He still looked at Wang Fugui calmly, and suddenly walked over and said, "Let him go. —Wang Fugui, right? Why are you so sure that your sister didn't commit suicide? ?”

Although Wang Fugui is a few years older than Xiao Ran in age, facing Xiao Ran who stands upright and seems to have an invisible aura around him, he feels a little apprehensive in his heart, and honestly said: "My sister is sure She didn't commit suicide, why did she commit suicide!"

When talking about her sister, Wang Fugui seems to have a lot to say: "...she lives so freely now, has money to spend, no pressure, no worries, she told me before that she is going to travel abroad, she also said She wants to eat delicious food from all over the world, and she has always planned to have a perfect family and a super cute baby... Her life goals have not yet been completed, and my sister is so cheerful, she sees everything very openly, and Growing up so big, I have never seen her depressed for a long time because of anything, no matter how much pain there is, she just needs to sleep and forget everything! She is like this... How could she commit suicide? "

"The more heartless people look like this, the more unknown sadness is hidden deep in their hearts. They are joking and joking on the surface, as if nothing happened, and they may suffer more pain in their hearts than anyone else. Such people are not without pain , I just like to bear one by one silently, savor silently, when the night is quiet, it is a mess of sadness."

While talking, Zhang Lei walked out of the deceased Du Keke's bedroom, holding a piece of paper that seemed to be torn from a notebook in his hand, and handed it to Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran put on his gloves, took the piece of paper with some handwriting on it, glanced at it briefly, and then showed the piece of paper to Wang Fugui.

"This... this is my sister's word!"

After just a few glances, Wang Fugui recognized Du Keke's handwriting, but when he continued to read, the shock on his face gradually turned to sadness. He grabbed his messy hair in disbelief and muttered to himself : "How could this be...how could this be..."

What was written on the paper was the suicide note left by the deceased Du Keke.

It basically means that she lives alone in the city in confusion, like duckweed drifting with the waves, lonely, painful and always depressed, and her parents are gone, and her home doesn't feel like a home. Now that her younger brother grows up, she has nothing to worry about She felt that it was meaningless to live, and she didn't want to live in this dazed world anymore. After she died, all the property she left was handed over to her younger brother.

Wang Fugui lowered his head with a dull expression, and walked out blankly, apparently accepting that his sister committed suicide.

Handing over the suicide note to Zhang Lei for safekeeping, Xiao Ran did not change his suspicion because of the appearance of the suicide note. He took He Liang to continue searching for the remnants that Du Keke might have left before committing suicide in this rental house.

But after looking through Du Keke's room, living room, and kitchen, Xiao Ran and He Liang still couldn't find the sharp tool corresponding to the test wound on Du Keke's wrist, nor the leftover wires and pliers. kind.

However, on the bedside dressing table in Du Keke's bedroom, Xiao Ran noticed a few post-it notes pasted on it.

Most of the above content is Du Keke reminding himself that some cosmetics are about to run out and need to be replenished, or there are a few words of 'punctual' and 'remember' after a certain time.

If ordinary people read these words, it is easy to think that the words in the post-it note that Du Keke pasted on the dressing table were written by the same person as the words in the suicide note.

However, Xiao Ran has handwriting identification skills after all. Although at first glance, he also felt that all the characters seemed to be written by Du Keke alone, but after a closer look, he always felt something was wrong.

"Leizi, have you all taken pictures in this room?" Xiao Ran turned his head and asked Zhang Lei who was arranging Du Keke's belongings.

Zhang Lei was sorting some jewelry in the drawer of Du Keke's bedroom. He didn't raise his head when he heard the words, and said very firmly: "All of them are photographed! Don't you feel relieved when I do things? They are all photographed!"

Xiao Ran nodded, and then carefully peeled off the post-it note that Du Keke had pasted on the dressing table and put it away. After returning home, he will conduct an in-depth comparison study with the handwriting on the suicide note. ——He still felt that Du Keke's death was strange.

When he walked out of Du Keke's bedroom, Xiao Ran saw that Zhang Lei was arranging the bank cards left by Du Keke. Several cards were lined up in a row, including Agricultural Bank of China, National Bank of China, China Construction Bank, China Merchants Bank, Shanghai Pudong Development Bank, etc. Yes, there are more than a dozen in a long row.

For those bank cards, Xiao Ran just glanced at them and didn't take them seriously.

After viewing Du Keke's bedroom, Xiao Ran and He looked carefully at another second bedroom, as well as the balcony and the living room, but they still couldn't find any sharp objects corresponding to the tentative wounds.

Until the two came to the small kitchen, of course, they didn't find a counterpart.In this kitchen, except for the kettle, soybean milk machine, bowls and chopsticks, and a spoon that seem to be used frequently, the rest of the pots and bowls are wrapped in plastic. It seems that they have not been used for a long time. They are wrapped in plastic bags to prevent dust from falling.

"Brother Xiao, there is only a fruit knife in the kitchen, and there is a layer of dust on it. And we didn't find any pliers, blades, etc. after searching. Could it be that the deceased just threw it away?" He Liang asked.

"That's not sure, who can know? Come on, get out, there's nothing to see in this kitchen."

Xiao Ran said flatly, and closed the cupboard door smoothly, and when He Liang and He Liang were about to leave the kitchen, Xiao Ran suddenly backed away.

His gaze was attracted by the words on the soybean milk machine...

(End of this chapter)