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Chapter 88 Assassination
It must be a big thing that can shock a few big men.

The expression on Ye Wei's face became serious, and she glanced at the few people present.

"Come on, let's go up and see the situation."

The situation upstairs left everyone dumbfounded.

The door of Zhang Haisong's room has been knocked open. As for the owner of the room, he is lying crookedly in front of the table.

Zhang Haisong had a dagger stuck deep in his chest, blood spattered everywhere, and he still held a piece of paper tightly in his hand.

The scream just now came from Wang Jian.

Wang Jian originally looked like a bit of a mother, but now he is scared like this, which is understandable.

Ye Wei frowned, and stood beside Qin Shichen.

"what happened?"

Qin Shichen shook his head.

"When we came up, Zhang Haisong's door was also locked. After I knocked open the door, I saw this scene."

"What's in his hand?"

Ye Wei saw the thing in Zhang Haisong's hand for the first time, and asked a question lightly.

The two picked up the paper curiously. As for Song Ying and the others, they stood there worried. Obviously, they were too frightened to move.

Tang Susu even questioned with a trembling voice.

"Ye Wei, who are you and Qin Shichen? Why are you not afraid of anything? Should we call the police now..."

Ye Wei gave her a blank look: "Yesterday we were ready to call the police, but the phone has been cut off, how to call the police? Maybe this Haisong was killed by someone? Maybe the one in his hand is The news of death!"

Listening to Ye Wei's mouthful of "death message" and "murderer", the expression on Tang Susu's face became even uglier, she tightly closed her mouth, and did not continue to say anything.

What Zhang Haisong held in his hand was not a death message, but a suicide note.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I really can't bear this kind of suffering. I think, if it wasn't for me, Yang Xuan wouldn't have died. I don't know how to make up for my mistakes."

"The only thing I can do is to go down to accompany him. I am a person who is easily depressed, and I have not been able to get out of the psychological shadow of the previous breakup. I am sorry to cause trouble to everyone."

This suicide note was written with sincerity, but Ye Wei and Qin Shichen exchanged a look, and both of them were a little suspicious.

How could someone be so fragile?

Tang Susu, Song Ying and the others all read the so-called "suicide note" left by Zhang Haisong, and everyone had a look of concern on their faces.

"Why should he be like this, what happened to Yang Xuan is not his fault."

"Yeah, it's such a pity. If we had known, we would have comforted him more."

"Actually, this is understandable. Psychologically, this kind of mood should belong to PTSD. Let's not blame ourselves."

It was Wang Jian who spoke last, with a hint of pity in his voice.

"I really can't stay in this villa for a day. It's only two days, and two people died. It's too scary. Fortunately, the program team will come to pick us up tomorrow."

Song Ying sighed and turned her head away.

Ye Wei glanced at several people with different expressions, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Do you really think that Zhang Haisong committed suicide?"

There was a hint of clarity in Ye Wei's voice, which shocked everyone present.

"what do you mean?"

"That's right, this suicide note was probably not written by Zhang Haisong. Who of us knows what Zhang Haisong's handwriting looks like? This is probably left by the murderer to paralyze us."

Gu Xi frowned, looking seriously at Ye Wei in front of her.

"You said Zhang Haisong was killed, do you have any evidence?"

Ye Wei just smiled slightly.

"Look, this dagger on Zhang Haisong's chest."

Ye Wei stood calmly in front of Zhang Haisong.

"If he really committed suicide, then there should be blood flowing from top to bottom on the clothes on his chest, and there should also be spurted blood or backflowing blood columns on the back of his hands and cuffs, but, The blood we saw at the scene was sprayed, and his wrist was clean."

"This also shows that, in fact, he did not commit suicide, but was stabbed in the chest by someone else."

After all, Ye Wei has seen quite a few scenes, so she just opened her mouth to do a simple analysis.

Tang Susu and Song Ying looked at Ye Wei suspiciously, and did not speak, but Gu Xi asked a bit unwillingly.

"Ye Wei, you're not a forensic doctor. Why should we trust your analysis? It's just because of your one-sidedness that you want us to believe that there is a murderer among us who killed Zhang Haisong. What is your intention?"

Wang Jian also echoed a few words.

"That's right, Ye Wei, do you want to split everyone up!"

Ye Wei just spread her hands, and simply turned her gaze to Qin Shichen.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Qin Shichen. He has acted in criminal investigation films before and has learned a lot of knowledge in this area. Moreover, his ability to analyze the scene is also recognized by Police Officer Lu."

Qin Shichen didn't expect Ye Wei to point the finger at him, so he nodded.

"That's right, just like what Ye Wei said before, Zhang Haisong was probably killed."

"In just two days, there were two victims. This is too strange. Maybe Yang Xuan didn't commit suicide."

Qin Shichen opened his mouth lightly.

"Let's all go back to the living room now. If there is a murderer, then he must be among us. Moreover, we must have something in common, which is the murderer's fancy."

Qin Shichen simply stated his conjecture, but the expressions on the faces of everyone present became a little ugly.

Wang Jian squatted on the ground in pain.

"I just want to record a variety show and have a relationship. How could such a terrible thing happen!"

As if he had lost all his strength, he leaned hard against the wall of the room, but he never expected that there was a sudden "click" from behind.

Several people looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that behind Wang Jian, a big black hole appeared on the wall that should have been flat!

Qin Shichen and Ye Wei exchanged a look.

Zhang Haisong's room is located at the end of the corridor. It should have been the last one, but unexpectedly, it turns out that there is something hidden behind it?

"This..." Tang Susu's voice was trembling.

"What's behind, why am I starting to feel a little scary..." Gu Xi also echoed a few words.

(End of this chapter)