Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Ding Zhaolin has many properties in Qingjiang City, one of which is built on the edge of the lake in the western suburbs, it is considered a lake view villa, but unfortunately it is winter now, if the weather is warmer, the scenery here will be quite good.

When Qu Mingcong arrived, he sent He Qile the location.

I don't know if it was because I was too scared last night, but today He Qile not only didn't come, he didn't even answer the phone.

Qu Mingcong gave up hope for the child, and did not contact him after posting the location.

The driver parked the car outside the gray and white courtyard wall, and a group of people got out of the car one after another.

Looking up, there is a very typical Huizhou courtyard villa in front of you. Through the courtyard wall, you can see the sprouting bamboo and a few bare plum branches.

The assistant led a few people into the courtyard. The courtyard is paved with square stone bricks and has artificial mangosteen forests as landscaping. The design tends to be classical, but the house architecture is mixed with Western aesthetic tastes, such as wide and large floor-to-ceiling glass walls.

Through the glass wall, you can see a complete set of mahogany furniture in the room. Flowers and food are placed on one of the round tables. The maid is placing the tableware in an orderly manner at the table, and it seems that she is making the final preparations for lunch.

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, Ding Zhaolin saw that everyone had arrived, smiled and nodded at them as a greeting, and then went downstairs to greet them.

Qu Mingcong thought he would talk about the case after dinner, but Ding Zhaolin said that he could chat while eating.

He didn't quite understand. When he was eating, he was talking about how his daughter died. Are you sure you can still eat it?

The dinner table was a Chinese-style round table. Qu Mingcong, Pan Fang, Cao Xiuwen, and Mei Chao sat around the table and spontaneously gave up the main seat to Ding Zhaolin.

After Ding Zhaolin sat down, the assistant also sat down on the right side of Ding Zhaolin.

"Eat, don't be polite." Ding Zhaolin smiled slightly, "There are few people in the family, and the three meals are simple. Today, I specially invited a master chef to cook. You should eat more."

"It's costing you." Mei Chao greeted proactively.

"It should be, you have worked hard to investigate all over the place." Ding Zhaolin glanced at each of their faces, and asked with a smile, "Who will start first?"

"Let me go first." Mei Chao smiled embarrassedly, "I found very few clues, so finish talking early and eat early."

Ding Zhaolin laughed, "Okay, then we will eat while listening to your report on the progress of the investigation."

Qu Mingcong silently glanced towards the direction of the stairs, but did not see Mrs. Ding. He was a little puzzled and curious.

What kind of role will Mrs. Ding play in this reward investigation?
Mei Chao, who was sitting next to him, took out the tablet from his backpack, pulled up the recently found information, and then cleared his throat——

The others tacitly didn't move their chopsticks, and they planned to wait for Mei Chao to start before looking for an opportunity to eat.

"My investigation is divided into two parts. One is to interview the museum staff, and the other is to analyze Miss Ding Na's online account." Mei Chao compared the records and said slowly, "According to the memory of the staff, There was no rain or wind that night, and because it was the summer vacation in August, the weather was relatively hot. With the air conditioner turned on indoors, there was no possibility of opening the windows, so I think that the incident of falling from the building that night It shouldn't be an accident, but Miss Ding Na made the decision to commit suicide under the pressure."

"Pressure accumulation?" Ding Zhaolin slowly unfolded the paper handkerchief on the table, and gently wiped the chicken wing wooden chopsticks, like an old-fashioned gentleman, "...how did you come to this conclusion?"

Mei Chao explained: "Because I found that Miss Ding Na's social account, the frequency of posting has been very stable, most of the time it is posted once a day or two, and the longest is no more than three days, but it was a long time before her accident. Generally speaking, if young people who are used to updating their status online have not updated their status for a long time, there are only two possibilities. One is that they are too busy in real life, and the other is that they have suffered a major blow and are emotionally trapped Not in the mood to update status."

Mei Chao looked at the others, and then said: "I found out that she went to Linlan County, which is not far from Qingjiang City, so in the next week, I will go to Linlan County, hoping to investigate there. more clues."

"Linlan County..." Ding Zhaolin thought thoughtfully, "I have several factories over there, and Nana really likes to run there."

He looked up and saw that other people were looking at him, and smiled, "Everyone eat vegetables, let's eat, let's chat while eating."

Qu Mingcong was impatient with the politeness and politeness at the dinner table, so he was the first to pick up the chopsticks, and the rest of the people also picked up the chopsticks to pick up vegetables when they saw this.

Qu Mingcong turned his head and asked Mei Chao: "How are you going to Linlan County?"

"Oh, there's no high-speed rail over there, so I plan to drive there by myself." Mei Chao replied, "It's not too far away, and the drive will only take two hours."

"I'm also planning to go to Linlan County next week, why not go together, I can be responsible for driving." Qu Mingcong suggested.

Mei Chao immediately agreed after hearing the words: "Brother Ming is very skilled and experienced. It would be great if I could go with you. I heard that there are a lot of scammers there, and there are some who specialize in butchering dishes."

"If you go, you should not meet them." Ding Zhaolin said with a smile, "Because several large tombs have been excavated around Linlan County, and it is also one of the largest production bases of antique handicrafts in China. Many people like Go to Linlan County to pick up leaks, so there will be more scammers."

Pan Fang asked curiously: "Is there no genuine product? My friend bought bracelets there."

The smile in Ding Zhaolin's eyes deepened, "Whether you can buy a real product or not depends on your own eyesight."

Cao Xiuwen half-jokingly said to Pan Fang: "If you are worried about buying fakes, you can ask Mr. Ding to help you identify them. You may not be able to hide from Mr. Ding's eyes any age or model."

"I dare not take it seriously. Even if it is me, it is inevitable that there will be times when I miss it." Ding Zhaolin said a few words modestly, and then asked, "Who will introduce the progress of the investigation next?"

"Let me do it." Pan Fang smiled at Ding Zhaolin, "I agree with the police's conclusion that he fell to his death by accident. I have been in this business for several years, and I have seen all kinds of accidents, such as falling downstairs in the middle of the night. I have seen a few cases by accident, which is not too unusual.”

"But it was summer, and the air conditioner was on in the room, so it was impossible to open the windows." Mei Chao couldn't help retorting.

Pan Fang nodded, "That's right, according to common sense, when the air conditioner is turned on, the windows will not be opened, but there will be various coincidences in many bizarre accidents, let's not forget that Ding Na was in the studio that night What to do, restore cultural relics, or imitate cultural relics, right? That is to say, in addition to various jars, there are many production materials in that studio, such as calcium hydroxide, a fine white powder—”

He made a throwing motion with one hand, and half guessed and half speculated: "Is it possible... this powder spilled out, making Ding Na dazzled, and in a hurry, she wanted to open the window to make the concentration in the air too high The dust was blown away, but because I couldn’t open my eyes and couldn’t touch the handle of the window, I climbed onto the table and then fell down. The broken cans on the ground that the security guard saw were also dropped at that time.”

"Ah..." Mei Chao was thoughtful, "It seems that there is indeed such a possibility."

Qu Mingcong hesitated to speak, thinking it would be better to speak at the end, he turned his head and asked Cao Xiuwen: "What do you think? Suicide, or an accident?"

Cao Xiuwen smiled politely, and adjusted the frame of his glasses, "I think...is it possible that he was murdered?"