Lin Fan didn't stay with Yang Ruoxi for too long, and repeatedly assured the other party that this kind of day would not be too long, so she was wronged at home for a few days before leaving.

When he left, he sneaked out the back door again, without alarming the reporters outside.

Walking on the wide road with heavy traffic, Lin Fan couldn't help but hesitate a little, although he promised very happily at the time, but later found out that it was very difficult to investigate the cause of Han Mengyun's death.

If only Ah Ren was awake now, otherwise he could get a clue from the police.

Now, he can only rely on himself.

But where do you start?

According to the confession recorded at the police station that day, Han Mengyun should have had an accident directly on the boat, and if he wants to find clues, he is afraid that he has to start from the cruise ship.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan went directly to Zheng Jiahui, hoping that she would show herself the surveillance video on the cruise ship that day.

"Are you late?" said Cheng Jiahui.

"What do you mean?" Lin Fan looked at Zheng Jiahui and asked inexplicably.

"Some time ago, the monitoring room of the cruise ship caught fire, and all the monitoring equipment has been burned down. ”

"How could it be such a coincidence?" Lin Fan said suspiciously.

"Who knows? What do you want that night's surveillance footage?" asked Cheng Ka-wai.

"You should have read the recent news, right?" Lin Fan asked rhetorically.

Zheng Jiahui nodded, Yang Ruoxi was wronged, and she also felt very helpless, but Xiangjiang media was such a urine, and she couldn't help it.

"Now that you know, you should understand that it is impossible for me to watch Ruoxi being wronged. ”

"You want to clear her name?" asked Cheng Jiahui.

Lin Fan nodded.

"But do you know how hard it is? Now the police don't have any clues. ”

"I know, but even then, I have to do it. Lin Fan said in a firm tone.

"If there's anything you want me to help with, just tell me. Zheng Jiahui was helpless, and she could only support Lin Fan like this.

After separating from Zheng Jiahui, Lin Fan's brows immediately furrowed.

The fire in the monitoring room happened too coincidentally, and his intuition told him that there must be something strange in this.

"Who are you?"

Han Mengyun's sister Han Mengyu heard a knock on the door and opened the door, and saw several strange men standing outside the door at a glance.

And these strange men are none other than Tian Jingqi and his two buddies.

"Serious Crime Team!" Hearing Han Mengyu's inquiry, Tian Jingqi immediately replied.

Han Mengyu's face immediately turned cold when he heard this, and he was about to close the door, but he was stopped by Tian Jingqi.

"Miss Han!" Tian Jingqi said urgently.

"My sister is dead, what else do you want to do?" Han Mengyu looked at Tian Jingqi angrily.

During this time, due to the sudden death of their sister, their family was constantly interrogated by the police and Ji, which can be described as tireless, which has affected the normal life of their family.

Those reporters are even more excessive, her sister is dead, and she can't finish reporting all day long, so that her sister's death is not clean.

So now, when she sees these policemen and rememberers, she doesn't have the slightest good feeling.

"It's because your sister is no longer there, so we have to find out the real cause of her death, and you don't want your sister's death to be unknown, right?" Tian Jingqi said.

Tian Jingqi's words immediately hit Han Mengyu's pain point, to be honest, who doesn't want their relatives to be innocent.

"Come in!" Han Mengyu put away her disgust, opened the door completely, and let the other party in.

Tian Jingqi and the two guys strode in, there was no one else in the house, it seemed that only Han Mengyu was at home.

"Miss Han, can I go in and have a look at your sister's room?" Tian Jing didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly at Han Mengyu.

Han Mengyu nodded, naturally understanding that the other party couldn't just really want to take a look, but to look for clues.

So, Tian Jingqi walked into Han Mengyun's room with a few guys.

The furnishings in Han Mengyun's room were very simple, and Tian Jingqi didn't have the time to pay attention to these, so he directly ordered a few guys to start searching.

The three of them acted separately, and Tian Jingqi searched alone for a while, but he didn't find anything suspicious.

Just when he was disappointed, at this time, he heard a guy suddenly shout: "Team leader, I found it." ”

Tian Jingqi was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately looked over, only to see that the guy was holding a letter in his hand.

So, immediately asked, "What is this, and where did you find it?"

"What I found in a book was like a suicide note. The guy said.

Tian Jingqi took it and looked at it, and sure enough, it was a suicide note, and it was written in Han Mengyun's voice.

Reading between the lines, he shows his disappointment in himself, feels that life is not interesting, and wants to commit suicide, which makes people know at a glance that it is written by a depressed person.

"Team leader, is this really Han Mengyun's suicide note?" asked a fellow.

Tian Jingqi frowned and said, "We will be able to determine it after the appraisal." ”

Although the content of the letter was written in Han Mengyun's voice, who knows if it was forged?

The three of them continued to search for a while, and when they saw that there were no other clues, they could only leave Han Mengyun's room.

"Miss Han, do you know that there is a suicide note in your sister's room?" Tian Jingqi looked at Han Mengyu and asked.

"Suicide note?"

Han Mengyu immediately shook her head, how did she know what suicide note she had in her sister's room, and immediately asked, "Where is my sister's suicide note, let me see it!"

Tian Jingqi immediately handed over the suicide note just now to Han Mengyu.

Originally, this was very important evidence, Tian Jingqi should not have shown it to Han Mengyu casually, but when he thought that the other party was Han Mengyun's own sister, he must be very familiar with his sister's notes, so he gave it to the other party.

After Han Mengyu read the suicide note, she immediately covered her mouth, her eyes became red, and she said, "This is my sister's handwriting!"

Hearing Han Mengyu say that it was Han Mengyun's handwriting, Tian Jingqi's brows immediately wrinkled again and asked, "Then is your sister a depressed patient?"

"Depression?" Han Mengyu immediately shook his head when he heard this.

"Miss Han, do you shake your head because you don't know, or not?" Tian Jingqi asked.

"She's not, my sister she's normal, it's impossible to have depression. Han Mengyu immediately denied.

"Could it be that she's just disguised well in front of you, don't you see it?" said a police officer.

"Impossible, whether she is disguised or not, how can we not see it?" Han Mengyu immediately denied the policeman's conjecture.

Although depression is difficult to detect, as long as you observe carefully, it is still easy to see, as Han Mengyun's closest person, it is impossible not to see it, so Tian Jingqi feels that what Han Mengyu said is very reasonable.

Then this is a bit strange, since Han Mengyun's sister keeps saying that this suicide note is in her sister's handwriting, but denies that Han Mengyun has depression, that is, it is impossible for her to commit suicide, so what is written on it is very suspicious.

Tian Jingqi didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly took the suicide note back, and decided to take it back to the police station for identification first.

The Peninsula Hotel, the room where Xia Meng is located.

In the past few days, Xia Meng, who had always wanted to return things to Han Mengyun, was a little surprised after suddenly hearing about the other party's death.

Originally, she didn't suspect anything, but sighed that she was afraid that this thing would never be returned to the other party.

But after reading some recent reports, Xia Meng became suspicious of Han Mengyun's death.

Because she knew very well that Yang Ruoxi had no motive to kill Han Mengyun at all, but someone else.

She still remembers the conversation outside the bathroom that day, if Han Mengyun was killed by him, only that person was the most suspicious, it seemed that Han Mengyun had some handle in that person's hands.

And that person was Zheng Jiahao whom she knew, because she heard Han Mengyun call the other party's brother Hao with her own ears that day.

She always felt that Cheng Jiahao had some ulterior secrets behind him.

Judging from the conversation between the two that night, the two seemed to be a couple, and Han Mengyun wanted to marry Zheng Jiahao, but was refused, and then Han Mengyun took out Zheng Jiahao's handle as a threat, and Zheng Jiahao had to be forced to agree, but then Han Mengyun had an accident, which made Xia Meng have to suspect that Zheng Jiahao killed each other in order to hide some secrets.

Do you want to tell the police what you heard that night?

Just as he was thinking about it, the doorbell rang.

Xia Meng opened the door and saw Zheng Jiahao standing outside the door.

"Miss Xia, is it convenient for me to go in and sit down?" Zheng Jiahao looked at Xia Meng with a smile on his face.

Xia Meng was a little apprehensive in her heart, she always felt that the other party's laughter seemed to have bad intentions, if it was normal, she wouldn't feel anything, but after some analysis just now, Xia Meng felt that this man was an extremely dangerous person, and wanted to refuse, but when she thought that if she refused, wouldn't it seem that she was weak-hearted, for fear that it would be in vain to arouse the suspicion of the other party.

So he could only let the other party in first, after all, this was a hotel, and in broad daylight, Zheng Jiahao didn't dare to mess around.

As soon as Zheng Jiahao came in, he began to look around in a fake manner, making people feel that he didn't want to come in and sit, but to find something.

"What are you looking at?" Xia Meng asked.

"Oh, I didn't see anything, is Miss Xia still used to living here?" Zheng Jiahao immediately changed the subject.

"It's okay!"

Miss Xia, I'm a little thirsty, I don't know if you can help me go to the refrigerator and get a drink?"

The room where Xia Meng stayed was the top presidential suite of the Peninsula Hotel, with several rooms and everything, except for the lack of a kitchen, it was no different from his own home.

This is also the hallmark of The Peninsula, which feels like home.

Xia Meng did not doubt him, and immediately got up and went to another room.

Seeing this, Zheng Jiahao hurriedly looked for it in Xia Meng's room.