"Could it be that Li Qiulan really hanged herself? Why did he commit suicide, he couldn't think about it for a while because of He Jinqiang's death, to say that He Jinqiang had been dead for a while, such a thing should not happen, Qiulan is not the kind of person who thinks narrowly. Zheng Wanjiang thought in his heart.

"Team Zheng, come over here." I only heard Huang Limei say in the Westinghouse.

Zheng Wanjiang came to Li Qiulan's bedroom in the West House, the room was very tidy, there was a set of modular furniture, there was a TV on it, there was a writing desk next to the single bed, and a lamp was placed on it, Huang Limei picked up a piece of paper and said: "This is a suicide note, I just found it, you look at what is written on it." ”

"Are there any Li Qiulan's fingerprints on it?" Zheng Wanjiang asked.

"It's really strange, I checked it, there is not a single fingerprint on it, if it was written by Li Qiulan, her fingerprints should be left on it, indicating that there is a problem here." Huang Limei said.

Zheng Wanjiang looked at what was written on it, and saw that it was written:

I really didn't expect He Jinqiang to be such an ungrateful person, I gave him all my sincerity, but in the end he still deceived me, how good am I, I don't have the heart to live anymore, it's better to let me die.

Zheng Wanjiang called Li Guofu to the room and asked him to identify whether it was Li Qiulan's handwriting, Li Guofu nodded affirmatively, saying that it was Qiulan's handwriting and there was nothing wrong with it.

"There is a problem here, and Li Qiulan's room will be searched immediately." Zheng Wanjiang said.

Saying that, he squatted * to open the drawer of the desk, and found that there was a large amount of cash in it, and it was neatly stacked, and he counted the cash, no more, no less, exactly 108,000 yuan, what was going on? This is completely consistent with the money in He Jinqiang's passbook, how could this money arrive in Li Qiulan's room again.

According to Liu Shuhua, the money is in Zhu Chunhong's hands, but Zhu Chunhong has not gone anywhere these days, could it be that this money has other sources, this is not a small amount, but why Li Qiulan hanged herself is really a little strange.

"What's going on? How did she have so much cash, you know what's going on? Zheng Wanjiang asked Li Guofu.

"She can't have so much money, I've never heard her talk about money before." Li Guofu replied. He didn't know what was going on in front of him, how Qiulan's room suddenly had so much cash.

"I also found a problem, that is, the rope used for hanging, Li Qiulan and I are about the same height, I have done experiments, the height of the rope buckle is doubtful, the height difference is 20 centimeters, indicating that only people above 1.8 meters can tie the rope buckle in such a high position, someone should have carried her up, from the height of the square bench on the ground, she can't reach the rope, but Li Qiulan was indeed hanged, there is no sign of struggle and resistance, this is exactly the same as the symptoms of hanging death, it is really incomprehensible." Huang Limei said.

She drew a schematic diagram of the scene, handed it to Zheng Wanjiang, and pointed out the suspicious parts above, Zheng Wanjiang looked at it and nodded.

Zheng Wanjiang looked at the desk lamp, it was still on, he asked Li Guofu if they turned on the lamp, Li Guofu replied that it was already dawn when they came, and he didn't pay attention to it at the time, but he definitely didn't touch the desk lamp, Zheng Wanjiang took off his fingerprints and found that there was only one woman's fingerprint on it, which was undoubtedly Li Qiulan's.

Zheng Wanjiang came to the scene of Li Qiulan's death, looked at the rope hanging from the tree, and then looked at the corpse, he calculated that this was exactly the same as what Huang Limei said.

"Team Zheng, look here, there are blood stains here." Sun Yaozhang pointed to the trunk of the tree and said.

Zheng Wanjiang looked at a wire one meter eight from the ground, the stubble was still exposed, it was already rusty, and there were a few drops of blood on the trunk, but he could see that it was not long, and it was undoubtedly left by someone who touched the wire and cut the wound.

Zheng Wanjiang looked at Li Guofu and asked Li Guofu what was going on?

"This was used to dry clothes in the past, but because of the long time, the wire slowly grew in the trunk of the tree, and then I removed it and twisted the wire with my hands, which is the case." Li Guofu said.