This kind of old husband and young wife has the most problems, and Su Xuehan looks very young, exactly the age of a wolf, and Zheng Yinian is in his fifties, and he can't withstand the age of tossing.

Will it be green grasslands.

However, there is currently no evidence to suggest that Zheng Yinian may be caught in the green grassland.

Well, Liu Yu nodded slightly.

"When was the last time you saw Mr. Zheng?" Liu Yu asked again.

"It was about eleven o'clock last night, he went to socialize last night, drank a lot of wine, the secretary delivered home at eleven thirty, he rested in the study, and then I went to the bedroom to sleep first."

"That's it the next morning!" Su Xue said coldly.

He didn't ask too much, because after Liu Yu's micro-expression psychology skill was opened, Su Xuehan didn't have any special micro-expression changes.

Next, the first on-site witness, the Zheng family nanny.

Nanny, Lin Pingying, fifty years old, female, a bit of rustic style of a country woman, is a relative of Zheng Yinian's hometown, because she is good at hometown dishes.

Therefore, she was hired as a nanny, usually responsible for laundry and cooking, and taking care of the food and living of the husband and wife.

"Ms. Lin, don't be nervous, let's ask you a few questions." Li Sansi's voice was gentle and said kindly.

Ms. Lin nodded, her face was a little dark, and her complexion had not yet recovered.

In the case of sad things, emotions are naturally easy to show on the face.

Color, is the obvious form of presentation.

Liu Yu sat on the side and watched quietly, after all, the nanny is the first scene and is very important.

"Well, you say." Ms. Lin sat half on the sofa.

"What time did you enter the study?" Li Sansi asked.

"Around six o'clock in the morning, because Mr. Zheng will go to the study to drink tea at about seven o'clock, so I will go in at half past six to clean the table." Ms. Lin said.

"Entering the study, what do you see?" Li Sansi's eyes were sharp and looked at the nanny.

"I saw a big pool of blood on the desk and the smell of blood in the room... That taste... I can't say it.

"I was still wondering why there was blood on the desk, so I looked closer and found that Mr. Zheng had fallen to the ground, his body was full of blood, his head was also bloody, and there was coagulated blood on the ground."

"I was very nervous, so I shouted out and rushed into the cold room to wake her up."

"I said that Mr. Zheng is dead, and the two of us hurry back to the study."

"At that time, Xuehan's legs were soft, and he shouted that I should call the police soon."

"Here you are later..."

Liu Yu watched the entire questioning process, the nanny did not lie, her expression was very natural, and there was no micro-expression that lies often have.

However, Liu Yu always felt that something was wrong.

This feeling is like a sixth sense.

A feeling that cannot be described in words.

"So how is his appetite lately?" Li Sansi asked.

The nanny rolled her eyes, drooped slightly, thought for a moment, and shook her head: "There is no change, eating at home is the same as usual, there is no special situation." "

Did you see anything unusual about him lately?" Li Sansi asked.

"Abnormal, not yet, but look at his mental state is not very good recently."

"His eyes are dark, his face looks a little haggard, and I heard him say that he has been having nightmares lately."

"So, these days, I stew Ganoderma lucidum soup for him to drink to help him sleep."

Another nightmare, can the dream really reflect the future reality?

It's too mysterious, but in reality something similar happens.

For example, dreaming of a car accident and then successfully escaping a catastrophe. But this kind of dream suicide, and finally suicide occurred in reality, was the first time I encountered it.

True supernatural events?

To believe in science, to believe in light.

Or is it a psychological suggestion, or is it hypnosis?

Where are there so many hypnotic masters, perverted characters like Zhang Yao.

Hypnosis is not as easy as imagined, requiring many factors or the hypnotized person actively accepts.

Otherwise, it's hard.

Exclude some perverted level hypnotic master.

Obviously, there are currently no such conditions around Zheng Yinian.

What would that be?

Zheng Yinian's penthouse villa, except for him and his wife and nanny, few outsiders came. Suddenly, Liu Yu thought of four words.

Murder in the Chamber of Secrets.

This is a typical room killing.

Did the downstairs employees climb in through the glass windows at night.

But I have seen it with the golden pupil, and there is no trace of climbing by relying on ropes.

The dust on the walls, etc., has no traces of being trampled.

Either it must have been entered by some secret way, or it was internal to evade the surveillance, secretly came to Zheng Yinian's study, and killed him.

But there were no traces of fighting in the study, not even a struggle.

Illustrate what?

This is an acquaintance.

And they are familiar acquaintances.

Wife?

The psychology of micro-expressions shows that she is not lying.

What about babysitters?

The same is true.

Who else?

Wait, Su Xuehan mentioned that the secretary sent it back, which means that the secretary was also the last to see Zheng Yinian.

Liu Yu's eyes scanned the environment in the room and asked casually, "What about the secretary?"

"They're generally downstairs on the office floor."

"Okay! Let's go find him.

Li Sansi nodded, and did not mean to let them lead the way.

The three went up the stairs from the seventh floor to the sixth floor.

Liu Yu looked up at the bend of the staircase, a monitoring probe.

It seems that there are still monitoring probes, and at the bend of this staircase, personnel can see up and down.

Li Sansi and Liu Yu looked at each other.

"Let's adjust the monitoring data first."

Monitoring room.

Located on the third floor, a computer room of tens of square meters.

Dozens of monitoring screens are running at the same time, exuding a trace of heat.

The results of the search showed that the secretary helped Zheng Yinian up the stairs at 11:20 last night.

For some reason, Zheng Yinian only installed the elevator to the sixth floor, and the seventh floor was without an elevator, which was equivalent to going to the sixth floor first, and then taking a flight of stairs to the seventh floor.

Around eleven forty, the secretary left.

In the middle of twenty minutes, the secretary was at Zheng Yinian's home.

The fifth and sixth floors are offices, with nearly 150 employees.

Sixth floor, secretary's office.

Gao Lei, secretary of Zheng Yinian, 33 years old, male, has been following Zheng Yinian for five years, step by step from the grassroots level to the secretary position.

The secretary's office is well located, east oriented, with direct sunlight.

Gao Lei has a high nose, deep eyes, short hair, full of spirit, and a suit and leather shoes that outline a strong figure.

His gaze fell on the three police officers, especially Liu Yu.

Because, Liu Yu came in a wheelchair.

This... Did the police fight like this?

Soon, the tea was brewed and handed to the three of them one by one.

"Secretary Gao, are we here to ask about Mr. Zheng?" Liu Yu stared at Gao Lei and said in a deep voice.

"Alas... I didn't expect this, I was very happy to see the boss drink last night, today..."

"What did he do last night?"

"Last night, there were a few important customers at eight o'clock, so we booked a table at the Yellow Crane Tower, drank some wine with several bosses, and talked about some business cooperation, orders, etc."

"Mr. Zheng drank a lot of wine, about eleven o'clock or twenty minutes, I sent him to the penthouse villa, and he also assigned me today's work tasks."

Liu Yu continued to ask, "Has he been abnormal recently?"

Gao Lei nodded, and his tone was affirmative: "Yes!"

Liu Yu's eyebrows frowned slightly.

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