The man in a green suit named Jia Gui took out a laptop from his bag.

Jia Gui pouted, showing his yellow teeth, and proudly showed the laptop to Song An.

"See it? Thinkpad T20! The world's first notebook made of pure titanium alloy. It was just airlifted from Meizi. It is definitely a high-end product!"

Jia Gui gave a thumbs up and began to brag about himself."It is three centimeters thick and weighs less than three pounds. It has powerful performance and ergonomic design. It is most suitable for educated people like you. How about it, little brother? Get one?"

Song An had indeed heard of the name of T20. It was this notebook that could almost be described as perfect that laid the foundation for the sales myth of the T series.

"How much is this book for?" Song An asked with a smile.

"One price, this number! We won't bargain!"

Jia Gui made a six gesture to Song An, meaning six thousand yuan.

Song An shook his head,"If it's a regular T20, the price is around ten thousand. You're selling it so cheap, maybe it's a parallel import?"

Jia Gui's face turned pale when he heard it.

"Little brother, you can insult my appearance, but you can't insult my character! Go to Bainaohui and ask around. Who am I, Jia Gui? Can I sell parallel imports?"

Jia Gui is still a man of character. When Song An suspected that he was selling fakes, he really didn't sell them. He stuffed the notebook into his purse, hugged the purse and began to sleep.

"Hey, look ahead, there are so many police cars!"

"Something happened? These days are not peaceful. A taxi driver died yesterday. I wonder what will happen today."

A traffic policeman stopped the bus, opened the door, and several people in police uniforms got on the bus. The leader turned out to be Ji Jie.

"Who is Jia Gui?"

Ji Jie looked at the people in the car and finally stopped at Song An. She was also stunned, and the two looked at each other.

Song An pushed Jia Gui who was dozing off and said,"Boss Jia, the police are looking for you."

"Huh?"

Jia Gui stood up in a daze, stumbled towards Ji Jie, and said with a flattering smile,"Officer, I haven't done anything wrong. I'm an honest businessman."

"Does Fan Dashan know?"Ji Jie stared at Jia Gui with cold eyes and asked

"Fan.......Fan Dashan?"

Jia Gui was quite confident just now, but when he heard Fan Dashan's name, he was like a deflated ball, lowering his head, hunching his shoulders and bending his waist, and he suddenly deflated.

Seeing him like this, Ji Jie knew that something must be wrong with the two of them, so she handcuffed him immediately.

Song An got off the car, and a policeman stopped him,"Master, we are investigating a case. You don't need to get off the car if you haven't reached your stop."

"One of our own."

Song An took out his police ID, and when the police saw that he was a criminal police, they immediately saluted Song An.

Song An walked towards Ji Jie and asked,"Captain Ji, what crime did Jia Gui commit?"

"A self-employed person named Fan Dashan died last night. According to neighbors, Fan Dashan had conflicts with Jia Gui before his death, and the two had fought several times."

After Ji Jie finished speaking, Jia Gui, who was about to be taken to the police car by the police, was shocked to hear that Fan Dashan had died.

"Oh my God, I, Jia Gui, can’t clear myself of this even if I jump into the Yellow River. I am innocent!"

The police officer shouted and pushed Jia Gui into the police car.

Ji Jie opened the door and got into the police car of Team 6. She looked up at Song An and said,"Come on up. The crime scene is in Bajiao Town."

Criminal police are like this. Police reports are orders. Not to mention weekends, even if they are taking a shower or eating, they must set off after receiving the alarm. In

Dazhao Village, Bajiao Town, sirens sounded one after another.

Police cars with red and blue flashing lights were parked in Dazhao Village.

To the east of the village, a cordon had been set up around the large pond.

Dozens of temporarily transferred police officers from the jurisdiction were maintaining order. When villagers from all over the place heard that someone had died, they gathered outside the cordon to watch the excitement.

"The deceased, Fan Dashan, 34 years old, opened a grocery store in Bajiao Town. His wife was Wang Yun. According to neighbors, their relationship was very bad and Wang Yun had cheated on her husband many times."

After arriving at the scene, Ji Jie briefly introduced the situation to Song An.

Lao Wang, Liu Mengyang, Baole, Bai Ling and others also arrived at the scene.

Liu Mengyang is now Chang Baole's master, and he is teaching Chang Baole how to investigate the scene.

Wang Guijin is communicating with the village chief about the discovery of the body

"I came to the east side of the village at eight o'clock in the morning and took a patrol. Now the corn is ripe, and I am afraid that bad people will come to our village to steal crops."

The village chief handed Wang Guijin a Daji brand cigarette, and then took out a pulley lighter to light it for Lao Wang."Who would have thought that when I just came to the pond, I saw a person floating in it. I quickly called for help and dragged the body ashore."

Lao Wang looked around. There was a farmland next to the pond, and there were footprints everywhere. Needless to say, the scene had been destroyed long ago.

Song An put on gloves and foot covers, squatted down and looked at the body. The deceased was wearing autumn clothes and lying on the ground. Obvious signs of binding could be found on his hands and feet.

Moreover, his limbs were bruised. It was obvious that he had experienced a very intense struggle before his death.

Several obvious wounds were found on the right wrist of the deceased, some of which were deep and some were shallow.

No wounds were found on other parts except for the signs of binding.

"Xiao Song, come and see."

Old Wang came over with a pair of sneakers in his hand."This is a pair of shoes that the village chief found by the pond. He asked around and found that no one in their village had ever worn this pair of shoes. Judging from the shoe size, this is most likely the shoe that the deceased had worn before he died."

Song An took the shoe, checked it over and over, and then put it on the deceased's left foot and found that it fit perfectly.

Old Wang and Song An exchanged glances and nodded at the same time.

"Sister Ji, this case should be easy to solve. The deceased obviously committed suicide by cutting his wrists."

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