Wang Fugui didn't listen to the dissuasion of Captain Ji and the others at all, and struggled and shouted: "This is my sister's house! Why don't you let me in!"

Xiao Ran calmly looked at Wang Fugui, who was jumping and screaming, and He Liang beside him curled the corners of his mouth, and whispered: "How can kindness not commit suicide? This is a very sudden thing, no one can say for sure, revenge, depression or stimulation, who knows? Just like the case we received before, who could have thought of it." ”

The case He Liang said before was an incident that happened not long ago, a full-time wife in her thirties who was very young and maintained, because she found out that her husband had multiple lovers outside the home, so she had the idea of suicide.

If ordinary people commit suicide, the most common ones are jumping off a building, jumping into a river, taking medicine, and a little more ruthless is cutting their wrists, hanging, committing suicide, etc., but before this full-time wife committed suicide, she was different from normal people.

Her life is still the same, she talks and laughs as usual, and she doesn't see the slightest abnormality.

Then the stay-at-home wife went to the house of her husband's company partner, and the two had an in-depth exchange, but after the matter was done, she said that she wanted to take a shower, and then in the bathroom of her husband's company partner's house, wiped her neck and committed suicide.

left a lot of things for the two families and Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran didn't answer He Liang's statement, he still looked at Wang Fugui calmly, and suddenly walked over and said, "Let him go." - Wang Fugui, why are you so sure that your sister did not commit suicide?"

Although Wang Fugui is a few years older than Xiao Ran in age, but in the face of Xiao Ran, who is standing tall and tall and there seems to be an invisible aura around him, he is also a little stunned in his heart, and said honestly: "My sister, she definitely didn't commit suicide, why did she commit suicide!"

When it comes to his sister, Wang Fugui seems to have a lot to say: "...... She is living so freely now, she has money to spend, no pressure, no worries, she also told me before that she is going to travel abroad, she also said that she wants to eat all the world's food, she has always planned to have a perfect family with a super cute baby...... Her goal in life has not been completed, my sister is so cheerful, she sees everything very openly, and she has grown so big, I have never seen her depressed for a long time because of something, even if there is great pain, she just sleeps and forgets everything......! How could she kill herself?"

"The more heartless people look like this, the more they hide too many unknown sadness in their hearts. They giggle on the surface, but if nothing happens, they may have more pain in their hearts than anyone else. Such a person is not without pain, but likes to bear it silently, taste it silently, and be sad in the dead of night. ”

Zhang Lei said as he walked out of the bedroom of the deceased Du Keke, and at the same time held a piece of paper that seemed to have been torn from a notebook in his hand, and raised his hand to hand it to Xiao Ran.

Xiao Ran put on his gloves, took the piece of paper with some handwriting on it, glanced at it briefly, and then took the paper for Wang Fugui to see.

"This ...... This is my sister's word!"

After just a few glances, Wang Fugui recognized Du Keke's handwriting, but when he continued to read, the shock on his face gradually turned gloomy, and he grabbed his messy hair in disbelief and muttered to himself: "How can this be...... How can this be......"

What was written on the paper was a suicide note left by the deceased Du Keke.

Roughly speaking, she lives alone in the city, like duckweed floating with the waves, lonely and painful has been depressed, and her parents are gone, and her home is not like a home, and now her brother has grown up and she has nothing to worry about, she feels that it is really meaningless to live, and she doesn't want to live in this dazed world anymore, after she dies, the property left behind is handed over to her younger brother.

Wang Fugui lowered his head sluggishly and walked out blankly, seemingly accepting that his sister had committed suicide.

handed over the suicide note to Zhang Lei to collect, Xiao Ran did not change his suspicions because of the appearance of this suicide note, he took He Liang to continue to look for the remnants that Du Keke might have left before committing suicide in this rental house.

But after looking at Du Keke's room, living room, and kitchen, Xiao Ran and He Liang still didn't find the sharp weapon corresponding to the tentative wound on Du Keke's wrist, nor did they find the wires and vices that were cut off.

However, on the bedside dressing table in Du Keco's bedroom, Xiao Ran noticed a few post-it notes posted on it.

Most of the content above is Du Coco himself reminding himself that he has to restock what cosmetics are running out of, or that there are a few words such as "on time" and "remember" after such and such a time.

If the average person reads these words, it is easy to think that the words in the post-it note posted by Du Coco on the dressing table are written by the same person as the words in the suicide note.

However, Xiao Ran has handwriting identification skills after all, although at first glance, he also feels that all the words seem to be written by Du Keke alone, but after a closer look, he always feels that something is wrong.

"Leizi, have you all taken pictures in this room?" Xiao Ran turned his head and asked Zhang Lei, who was sorting out Du Keco's relics.

Zhang Lei was classifying some jewelry in Du Keke's bedroom drawer, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words, and said very firmly: "It's all photographed!

Xiao Ran nodded, and then carefully removed the post-it note that Du Keco had attached on the dresser, and when he returned, he would conduct an in-depth comparison and study with the handwriting on the suicide note. - He still thinks Du Coco's death is strange.

When he walked out of Du Keke's bedroom, Xiao Ran saw that Zhang Lei was sorting out the bank cards left by Du Keke, several cards in a row, including those from the Agricultural Bank of China, those from the State Bank, those from the China Construction Bank, and the likes of China Merchants Bank and Pudong Development Bank, there were more than a dozen in a long column.

Xiao Ran just glanced at those bank cards, and didn't take them to heart.

After looking at Du Keke's bedroom, Xiao Ran and He took a closer look at the other secondary bedroom, as well as the balcony and living room, but they still didn't find the sharps and other items corresponding to the test injury.

Until the two of them came to the small kitchen, of course, they didn't find a counterpart. In this kitchen, except for the kettle, soybean milk maker, chopsticks, and a spoon that seems to be used frequently, the rest of the pots and bowls are wrapped in plastic, which seems to have been useless for a long time, and are wrapped in plastic bags to prevent ash.

"Brother Xiao, there is a fruit knife in this kitchen, and there is a layer of ash on it. And we didn't find a vice, blade or anything like that, could it be that the deceased threw it away?" He Liang asked.

"I can't tell, who knows? Let's go, get out, there's nothing to see in this kitchen." ”

Xiao Ran said flatly, closed the door of the cabinet with his hand, and was about to walk out of the kitchen with He Liang, but Xiao Ran suddenly retreated.

His eyes were attracted by the words on the soy milk machine......