Risking their lives to solve the case, criminals all over the network are going crazy

"The deceased's name is Zheng Yinian, a boss in the industrial zone, with assets of more than 100 million, 52 years old, died this morning."

"How did you die?"

"Kill yourself by drinking bullets!"

If the assets exceed 100 million, do you have to commit suicide? Isn't it possible that rich people are also unhappy, doesn't it mean that the happiness of rich people cannot be imagined?

"Weird is weird, he dreamed of suicide by drinking bombs months ago."

As a result, dreams illuminate reality.

Sure enough, he committed suicide last night!

"Who reported it?" Liu Yu asked.

"Their babysitter." Lao Xu introduced the case.

It's kind of interesting... Dreams kill.

【Ding! 】

【Case solving system trigger: dream murder case! 】 【

Do you accept the case?】 "

Pick up!"

[The case has been triggered, the time to solve the case: 5 days! ] Ahh

This, ouch lying groove.

Why is this time so short, don't supernatural events give a little more time?

Li Yating's disappearance case has seven days, and this time it will be given five days.

System, I advise you to be kind.

To put it bluntly, scold and scold, but you still have to work, work hard to beat workers, others are making money, I am earning my life.

Even if you are in a wheelchair, you can go, but you are not lame or disabled.

But for a while, the legs and feet are difficult to adapt to, and a buffer time is needed.

I believe it won't take a week.

They can stand up and walk independently.

After all, several people still couldn't resist Liu Yu's stubbornness, and decided to take him to the scene for a walk.

Industrial zone, Zheng Yinian is the owner of a factory.

Specialized in the production of bags.

That's right, it is a variety of packaging bags commonly used, milk tea to use bags, buy clothes to use it, and make a holiday gift also need a packaging box.

The city's market share of nearly 20%, don't underestimate 20% of the share, among hundreds of the same type of enterprises, it is already quite awesome.

The annual profit exceeds 100 million.

Committed suicide last night?!!!

When his career was in full swing, he committed suicide.

The office building has a total of seven floors, covering an area of 600 square meters, and the remaining six floors are used as office buildings.

Zheng Yinian lives on the top floor, the seventh floor.

Liu Yu raised his eyes and looked at the seven-story building, and he really paid attention to doing business, and was known as seven up and eight down.

You can live on the seventh floor, definitely not on the eighth floor.

Liu Yu, Lao Xu, and Li Sansi arrived at the scene, and the place where they committed suicide was the study.

On the left and right sides of the entrance door are bookshelves with a lot of books, a desk on the right hand, a stool, and a tea table in the middle.

A layer of water mist outside the window, Liu Yu checked the window again, did not see any traces of climbing and wear on the window, ruled out the suspicion of coming in outside.

In addition to office, this study also serves business receptions.

At this time, a woman in her early thirties walked over, slender and beautiful apricot eyes, covered with a layer of mist.

With tears in the corners of his eyes, he had obviously cried.

"I'm Mrs. Zheng, my name is Su Xuehan." The woman glanced at Li Sansi and Lao Xu, and finally fell on Liu Yu, who was in a wheelchair.

Slightly surprised, opened his mouth, is it so rolled up as a police officer now?

Pushing a wheelchair to the scene.

"This is a study room, and it is also the room where my husband's office reception." Su Xuehan's voice was a little hoarse, obviously caused by excessive crying.

"In the morning, when the nanny came to the study, she saw my husband... He·· Committed suicide. At this, the woman choked again.

If it's just ordinary suicide, such as cutting wrists, jumping off a building, hanging yourself... It is estimated that the police will only look at the scene, ask again, and generally deal with it.

But this involves something very sensitive.

That's the gun!

Everyone knows how strictly firearms are controlled in our country.

Unlike the country of rice grains, you can also build a gun warehouse, and occasionally have a life and death speed with nature's small animals.

In our country, private individuals want to own guns.

Sorry, no, not negotiable.

Possession of firearms and ammunition and the sale of firearms and ammunition are crimes.

Once it comes to this thing, there is an investigation.

Liu Yu looked away from the sexy undead and carefully looked at the overall environment of the study.

The scene has not been treated in any way, as it has been cordoned off since the beginning of the report.

There was a large blood stain on the desk, a large pool of blood on the chair, and a large pool of blood on the floor.

Liu Yu had an indifferent expression and stared at the place where Zheng Yinian died and fell to the ground.

A grain of gold opened from his eyes, and Liu Yu's eyes were covered with an imperceptible gold.

The pupil of gold!

The blood stains on the desk were foggy, Zheng Yinian should be sitting on the chair, shooting himself, and the blood instantly spurted out of the body and splashed onto the desk.

Then, the body slowly softened, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Blood flowed out of the body, so a large pool of blood appeared on the ground.

Liu Yuzi carefully looked at it several times, and there were not too many traces of suspicion.

There are no traces of fighting.

There are no traces of struggling to mess up the desk.

There are no bullet holes in the floor, walls, and if there are bullet holes, what does that mean.

It is very likely that he killed and missed it.

The bullet hits the wall or floor.

Well?

Liu Yu looked at the blood stains and frowned slightly.

He found that one blood stain was empty, and there were splatters everywhere, why was there not a drop of blood in that area.

There was something placed here, blocking the splattered blood, so there was a small piece in the back that was not bloody, and then this thing was removed?

Liu Yu's eyes were cold, and his face was slightly heavy.

"What's on this table?" Liu Yu asked.

Su Xuehan looked at the young police officer with a somewhat pale face: "Oh, that's where the mobile phone is placed, usually my husband likes to put a mobile phone holder in that position, and the mobile phone is placed on it."

The corner of Liu Yu's mouth twitched and nodded slightly.

"No surveillance?" Liu Yu was curious that there was no monitoring on the top floor of a huge one.

Even if it is an ordinary family, there will be a monitoring at the door, but Zheng Yinian's penthouse villa does not have a single monitoring.

That's fascinating.

"My husband, I don't like these things, I originally put them on, and then I dismantled them, he doesn't like to live under the camera." Su Xuehan's voice was soft.

"Mr. Zheng, is there anything abnormal usually?" Liu Yu stared at Su Xuehan and asked.

"In the past month or two, he has always said that he has nightmares and dreams that he committed suicide by drinking bullets."

"I basically dream about it once or twice a week."

"Later, I was worried that he was under too much psychological pressure, and I specially invited a psychologist to visit him at home."

"But the effect is not obvious, I still dream."

"Sometimes, even dream talk."

Liu Yu raised his eyebrows, and his gaze froze: "Dream talk?

"Yes, one night I got up to go to the bathroom and heard what was coming out of his mouth... I'm sorry for you..."

"The other pronunciations are very vague and I can't hear them clearly."

Su Xuehan said: "Others, I didn't find anything, I went to and from work on time every day, and I had less entertainment." Liu

Yu looked at this undead person, not a real beauty embryo, but looking at it carefully, it was still very attractive.

"You are Mr. Zheng's original match?" After all, Su Xuehan was only in his early thirties, and Zheng Yinian was already fifty-three years old.

Su Xuehan's face was a little strange, and he lowered his head: "He has an ex-wife who died in an accident, and we only met later." "