Chapter 697
Qiao Sisi's eyes widened, and she looked at her in disbelief: "Have you... ever had... a mental illness?"

"Well, that's right." Mo Jiujiu nodded, not intending to hide anything.

"I had a dual personality before. Yan'an's father gave me this medicine when I was only treated. So, I can recognize it at a glance."

After a pause, she looked at Ji Ke and Qiao Sisi, pursed her lips and said, "You should ask his wife now if she knows that the mayor has a mental illness. I think this is a breakthrough. There is no part-time job right now." clues, so we found something useful, so we can only follow this to investigate." This is a helpless thing, better than not knowing anything.Just sitting in the police station waiting for the answer and the truth to come out by itself?How is this possible...

"Okay, Qiao Sisi went to Anan and together with him he went to the mayor's wife and asked with the photo." Ji Ke stood up, and since he had a clue, he just said one word: Do it!

The superior only gave it for a week, so we must hurry up, but luckily Mo Jiujiu, the big treasure, is here.

"Jiujiu, go to the scene with me and have a look again. Although there is nothing left after being burned, I think you will always gain something if you go to the scene once."

Mo Jiujiu nodded in agreement, but he didn't have any opinion: "That's fine too."

…………

Twenty or ten minutes later, the two went smoothly from the back door of the police station to the scene. The reporters at the front door of the police station were still stuck there, waiting for the first-hand information to be reported as soon as possible.

When we arrived at the scene, the scene was sealed off.Taking out the spare key to open the door, Mo Jiujiu and Ji Ke walked in together.The location of the courtyard villa has been burnt beyond recognition...but there is still an outline there.

After all, the quality of the current house is still good.Although the things inside were almost burnt, the villa outside was still quite solid.

Walking in, the smell of burning things is very pungent, the fire has been extinguished long ago, and it is a little dark inside.Mo Jiujiu turned on the flashlight.Then he walked towards the place where the mayor committed suicide.

Crouching down, Mo Jiujiu put on his gloves and began to observe the ground, but he couldn't see any footprints.After all, it was a fire, and after that, it was rescue and so on.The footprints are more complicated and confusing, and it is impossible to tell who belongs to whom.

Ji Ke looked at the sofa that had been burnt beyond recognition, and after a pause, he saw that there was actually a drawer under the sofa, and then stretched out his gloved hand and opened the drawer.Looking at the contents inside, Ji Ke frowned, turned his head to look at Mo Jiujiu hastily, and shouted, "There is still this medicine in the drawer."

Hearing this, Mo Jiujiu hurriedly raised his head to look over, then got up and strode over, avoiding the obstacles.

Looking at the seven or eight bottles of unopened medicine in the drawer, Mo Jiujiu frowned, then put the flashlight on the ground, took out a bottle of medicine, unscrewed the lid and opened it.Seeing this, Ji Ke consciously picked up the flashlight to illuminate her.

"There's something wrong with this medicine..." Mo Jiujiu poured the medicine into his hands, and there were four or five pills spread out between his white palms.Mo Jiujiu caught the light from Ji Ke's flashlight and frowned fiercely, "There are two kinds of this medicine." What she meant was that one bottle of medicine has two different medicines...

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like