86. The death of Xiaoyu

Seeing this, Chen Ke hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but the police officer did not hand it to him. Wenjun frowned: "Maybe she left it to us, it's a clue to solve the case!" When the officer heard this, he opened the envelope and looked at it. The curiosity of the crowd went up to look at it. I saw a few lines of crooked horizontal lines on the letterhead, and fingerprints printed on the name. Wenjun took a serious look:

[Will

I am Xiaoyu, my real name is Yu Wanci. Zhejiang people's. This house is rented by me, not in my name. I don't have the right to transfer anything, but I have more than 2.9 million personal savings, in my safe. This savings came from the right source, and I earned it personally. Because I knew that I would die soon, and I had no relatives, of course, I did not want to share them with them.

I am going to give this savings to my friend Miss Luo Wenjun, who will be hers after my death. This is my own handwriting.

Kodama October 18]

"Luo Wenjun, is that you?" the officer raised his eyebrows and looked at Wenjun.

Wenjun's expression became solemn, and what this letter brought to him was not only moving, but also shocking. She was deeply shocked that Sister Xiaoyu was able to predict her own death. If she could have predicted, she would have been living in dire straits, right? Why couldn't I have saved her? I could have saved her! If I had been smart enough to be aware...... Her little heel chuckled, and Chen Ke hurriedly supported her and said, "Wenjun, don't think too much, okay?"

The police officer raised his hand and said, "Okay, okay, this is almost done, let's go back!"

A group of policemen walked out of the door tacitly, and Wenjun and Chen Ke silently followed.

In the empty police station interrogation room, there were only three people: the police officer, Chen Ke, and Wenjun.

The police officer sat in his chair and asked condescendingly, "What is your relationship with the deceased? The pen in his hand pointed to Wenjun. Wenjun chuckled in her heart. What's the relationship? But why would she be willing to give me so much property? To be honest, she really didn't expect it.

The officer's eyes were firmly fixed on Wenjun, as if he wanted to see something in her face. Chen Ke spoke: "Policeman, don't keep staring at her like this, she is my woman." The officer couldn't help but laugh.

"Of course I know, just curious about your relationship, now the dead can't speak, you have to tell what you know. ”

Wenjun said blankly: "Sister Xiaoyu is" Chen Ke interrupted her and said, "I'll tell you." Xiaoyu's real name is Yu Wanci, yes, a native of Lishui, Zhejiang. I don't know much about her family situation, but I know that she came to the imperial capital alone. About 10 years ago, when she was 17 years old, she is 27 now. She worked at the top of the Forbidden City before she died. She has no boyfriend and no relatives to contact with, she has few friends, and me, Wenjun and I are her best friends. ”

The officer stopped writing and looked up: "No, are there any other important clues? For example, did the deceased contact you the day before?"

Chen Ke said decisively: "No." ”

"Are you sure? The deceased's will clearly foretold that something was going to happen to her, and you are her best friend, won't she ask you for help?"

Chen Ke said affirmatively: "Xiaoyu is a stubborn person, the more she is dying, the more she will not beg for help." ”

Wenjun hung her head and said: "Yes, Sister Xiaoyu is a stubborn person, I originally thought that she just couldn't figure it out for a while, I knew that she would be poisoned by this, I must protect her!"

"Oh, how did you tell if she was killed and not killed?" the officer narrowed.

Wenjun looked up: "Aren't you policemen not as strong in judgment as a layman like me? If she committed suicide, why did she write the will with a premonition that 'she will soon die', obviously written under the condition of inner fear, in short, it was not a suicide note. Also, how can anyone who commits suicide strangle herself to death and then go to the bathroom to lie down? That doesn't make sense! And I see she still has bruises on her arms, which are obviously caused by beatings, and she can't beat herself like that, right?!"

Chen Ke held her down: "Wenjun stop, the police will have their own judgment." ”

The police comrade smiled shallowly, revealing a deep dimple, "It seems that the little girl has the talent to be a detective!" But since she was murdered, the murderer must have a little plan, Xiaoyu locked up all her money and did not let the murderer find it, which is very suspicious." ”

"Comrade policeman, you shouldn't suspect a weak woman like Wenjun, right?"

"Until the murderer is found, everyone is a suspect, and it is not excluded that people with weak appearances have powers that ordinary people can't imagine, or maybe they have accomplices. ”

Wenjun was a little annoyed: "Uncle, you're going too far! I didn't think why she would give me that money." And I'm busy going to work every day, and I haven't been in touch with her for a few days. ”

"It's just speculation, don't panic, I said it, until the murderer is found, everyone can be a suspect. Alright, that's all for today. We've got all the clues, and we'll call you if there's any progress. ”

The police officer was a little tired and ordered them to be evicted. Wenjun hurriedly said: "Then will you not inform us?

The policeman mischievously said, "Maybe!"

"That's not good, you have to find the murderer! Otherwise, Sister Xiaoyu will die blindly!" Wenjun said unusually passionately, and the police did not speak. Chen Ke had no choice but to say: "Wenjun, don't worry, the police comrades serve the people, and they will definitely find a way to find out the murderer." Let's go back first!"

finally dragged Wenjun back to the car.

"Are you hungry?" asked Chen Ke as he fastened his seat belt.

"It's fine. Wenjun looked down.

"I have green jasmine rolls at home, you can eat them when you go, but it's delicious!"

Wenjun was curious: "Green Jasmine Roll, this name is so novel!"

Chen Ke smiled indifferently: "This is the work of the dessert I brought back from France after being improved by your sister Wang Mo, and the name was also chosen by her." ”

"Oh, why didn't Sister Wang Mo tell me?"

"She's about to give you a tasting, but it's a pity that you go back late every day from work. ”

"Okay. Do you think Sister Xiaoyu committed suicide or did he kill her? Do you have any suspicions?"

"I think it's murderous, as you think. However, there is no evidence yet, and it is not certain. As for the object of suspicion, of course I don't. I don't have a lot of contact with her, and murderers usually commit crimes in concealment, who knows!"

"Well, if it's really a murder, I'll definitely try my best to find out who is the murderer. ”

"Don't make this trip to troubled waters, first of all, you don't have the qualifications of the police to investigate, and secondly, you have to face a lot of dangers in investigating the case, and the murderer is afraid that he will be exposed and may kill you!"

"Then what should I do, I'm so distressed, we can't watch her die miserably!"

"I'll talk about it later! I'm not in a good mood right now. ”

Wenjun didn't dare to speak anymore. The night outside the window is intoxicating, and the window is worried.

It didn't take long to arrive at Chen Ke's villa. His room remained the same as it had been when she first arrived. The row of wine on the bookshelf is neatly arranged, and the bottle is shiny, which shows that he is really a very strict person.

Wenjun sat down on the leather sofa and looked at the wine in a daze.

"Tired, aren't you? Chen Ke handed over a glass of orange juice, he held the bottom of the cup, and put his hand at Wenjun.

Wenjun took it. "Chen Ke, why do you understand women so well?"

"Hmm, why do you suddenly ask that?" he was standing on the edge of the counter, mixing coffee. Yes, he has been pampering coffee for ten years.

As soon as he sat down on the sofa, Wenjun said, "I like you like this so much, I really want to hug you in my arms." ”

He sat down: "You can take me into your arms now." Wenjun did not hesitate to burrow into his arms. "I'm really tired today!" "I know, Xiaoyu's incident has made you sad. She was silent, in fact, what he didn't know was that Lin Shuying, the rival he gave her, really made her tired. Xiaoyu is sad, and Lin Shuying is sad.

"Yes, I have to find out the real culprit about Sister Xiaoyu. Otherwise, I'm sorry she left so much property to my heart. ”

"Don't put so much pressure on yourself, you were good enough for her when she was alive. The property she left you is yours, don't think about donating it, you must know that she will not find a more suitable person to inherit this property than you. ”

Wen Jun looked up in surprise: "How do you know that I want to donate it?"

"I don't know if you're so careful! You're such a stubborn person, you won't ask for money if you don't think it's your own, and you may donate it to a disaster area. But I advise you to keep it, because you will have more opportunities to use the money in the future! It is not easy for you to find someone to borrow, and it is best to have it yourself. ”

"You're a roundworm in my belly, you know everything I want. Thank you for your advice, I'll consider the money carefully. ”

"Well, then don't think too much about it tonight, go take a hot bath and get a good night's sleep, and I'll take you to the flower shop tomorrow morning." I also want to talk to Wang Mo and ask you to go to my company to help. ”

"Why?" Wenjun's eyes widened in surprise.

He didn't answer and asked, "Don't you want to investigate the progress of Xiaoyu's case with me?" Wenjun bowed his head and acquiesced.

"Okay, listen to you! Be polite to Sister Wang Mo, after all, she took me in and allowed me to survive in the imperial capital in the early stage. ”

"Don't worry, I know that. "Then I'm going to take a shower." "Wait, let's wash together. As soon as he leaned over, he picked her up by the waist, and his crisp voice lingered in his ears, intoxicating. When I think about the aftermath of it, I feel like my blood is boiling. How to be so excited and shy, her face was buried in his chest, and gradually reddened......