Facing an old man who speaks sign language to you, Su Jingruo actually has a sense of powerlessness, she really can't understand it.

Suddenly, I took out a notepad and pen from my handbag, and wrote a line on the notebook: Auntie, where is Wu Miao's father?

The notebook was handed to the old woman to see, the other party looked at it, the circles in his eyes turned red instantly, tears swirled in his eyes, Su Jingruo was puzzled, looked at Zhuo Yi, Zhuo Yi shook his head.

Wu Miao's mother wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, took Su Jingruo's hand and walked towards the bedroom, Su Jingruo was grabbed by the wrist, and she didn't understand why she was brought until she came to the master bedroom.

On the desk in the bedroom, there are portraits of Wu Miao and Wu Miao's father, Su Jingruo sighed in her heart, a silent old man, her son and husband have died, and the world may collapse for her.

Su Jingruo looked apologetic, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I don't know." ”

The old woman smiled bitterly and shook her head, and walked back to the living room with someone, and after sitting down, Su Jingruo felt strange in her heart, not a taste.

Su Jingruo wrote on the paper:

Sorry, I can't read sign language, can I communicate with you with a pen?

Wu Miao's mother looked, and the old man nodded.

Su Jingruo communicated with Wu Miao's mother for nearly an hour, and most of the questions revolved around Wu Miao and SK Pharmaceutical, as well as the interpersonal relationships around Wu Miao, which also involved private life, such as girlfriends.

Wu Miao's mother did not hide it, but answered truthfully, the information she got was basically worthless, Su Jingruo glanced at another locked door, and boldly proposed:

Auntie, can I go into Wu Miao's room and have a look?

Seeing the words on the paper, Wu Miao's mother did not refuse, nodded, got up and took out the key, and opened the locked door.

Su Jingruo walked over and stood at the door of the room, she didn't rush in, but looked around, Wu Miao's mother stood outside the door, and seemed to see her son's room touching the scene, tears raining down.

Zhuo Yi took out a tissue from his pocket, handed it to her, made a gesture, motioned for her to wipe her tears, and helped the old man sit back on the sofa, Wu Miao's mother nodded in thanks.

In the dusty room for many days, the furniture is covered with a layer of dust, there is no luxurious furniture in the room, a computer is the only household appliance, placed on the desk, and on the side facing the window is a bookshelf on half a wall, it seems that Wu Miao loved to read books before his death, next to the bookshelf is a single wardrobe, on the smooth white wall, there are no posters, and there are no photos, it is completely in tune with his lounge in the research room, he is a simple person who only studies and studies.

Su Jingruo found a photo frame on the bookshelf, which was the only decorative item in the room, the photo frame was wrought iron carving, and there was a family portrait of a family of three inside, Wu Miao smiled introverted, his eyes were clear, such a recent college graduate, full of hope for the future, and enthusiastic about what he had learned, how could he make an incident of stealing the drug formula of the research institute and poisoning it?

"Zhuo Yi." Su Jingruo shouted, and outsiders heard him walk in, "Mr. Su? ”

Su Jingruo stared at the photo, "What did you see?" "Ask Zhuo Yi.

Zhuo Yi was puzzled, and looked at the photo frame along Su Jingruo's line of sight, "Wu Miao's family photo!" He replied bluntly.

"And what?!" Su Jingruo's eyes were deep, hiding an unclear light.

Zhuo Yi took a closer look and clearly felt from the photo that this was a happy family.

"It smells of happiness."

"......" Su Jingruo raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect Zhuo Yi, a big man in a rough mine, to suddenly use such a delicate rhetorical technique to silently praise him.

"Not bad!" Su Jingruo bowed slightly, looked at Zhuo Yi, and said, "So, why would a child who is so filial to his parents and loved by his parents commit theft and poisoning, and then commit suicide?" ”

Zhuo Yi suddenly understood, "Yes! This is so abnormal! ”

Su Jingruo's face sank suddenly, and she secretly swore in her heart, Wu Miao, if you have a spirit in the sky, give me some clues, let me know who killed you, and I will definitely avenge you!

In the room, it was suddenly cold, Su Jingruo and Zhuo Yi suddenly felt a chill down their backs, and when the two turned around, they suddenly saw Wu Miao's mother's face pale, holding the portrait of Wu Miao's father there.

Scared –

Creeps.

Wu Miao's mother lifted the portrait towards Su Jingruo, her pores all over her body were open, and she was dripping with cold sweat.

"Auntie...... What are you ...... "What are you doing with the portrait?" The voice was dry and a little shaky.

Wu Miao's mother raised again, and Su Jingruo looked at Zhuo Yi, "What do you mean?" Zhuo Yi shook his head, "I don't know either." ”

Wu Miao's mother suddenly took a step further and pushed the portrait directly into Su Jingruo's arms, Su Jingruo's goosebumps floated all over her body, and the scream was stuck in her throat by her, if it weren't for Zhuo Yi by her side, I'm afraid she would have shouted it out directly.

Wu Miao's mother grabbed Su Jingruo's hand, pressed it on the back of the photo frame, and tapped her finger at the buckle, Su Jingruo understood now and asked her, "You let me open it, right?" ”

Wu Miao's mother nodded, Su Jingruo sighed, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, lowered her head and opened the partition behind the photo frame, when she opened it, there was a folded square letter inside, and Su Jingruo's eyes swept a gleam.

hurriedly took out the letter paper, and did not forget to reclose the frame of the posthumous image and hand it back to Wu Miao's mother, who took it and left.

Su Jingruo hurriedly opened the letter paper, and it could still be seen on the pen that the letterwriter's font was originally very beautiful, and I don't know what caused the letter to be crooked when writing it.

The letter was written by Wu Miao's father, and the content of the letter also shocked Su Jingruo.

After reading it, Su Jingruo refolded the letter with a gloomy face, put it in her pocket, and when she walked out of the room, she saw the old man sitting on the sofa, Su Jingruo's eyebrows flashed a trace of pity, sat on the sofa again, took out a check, and wrote the figure of 500,000 on it.

I wrote another line on the notepad: Auntie, pack up your things, I will pick you up tomorrow.

Wu Miao's mother looked at her suspiciously, she understood that kind of look, and asked her why?

Su Jingruo said: "Auntie, I believe that your son was wronged!" ”

One sentence is worth a thousand words, Wu Miao's mother instantly burst into tears of gratitude, she said this to many people, but no one believed her, Wu Miao's father also didn't believe that his son would do such a thing, so he went to the police station many times to ask the police officer to re-investigate the case and give Wu Miao justice.

As a result, on a rainy night, Wu Miao's father was seriously injured when he was hit by a muck truck, and the letter was written when he was dying.

He is not for anything else, just for his son to be able to stand up to the sky and be innocent.

Su Jingruo found a dusty shoe box in the corridor mentioned in Wu Miao's father's letter, which contained the evidence collected by Wu Miao's father and Wu Miao's relics.

This old man is very scheming, and he will explain the future safely, hoping that his son's stigma will one day be revealed.

Leaving a check for 500,000 yuan to Wu Miao's mother, she kept pushing back, Su Jingruo explained that this was the company's compensation for employee insurance, and Wu Miao's mother accepted it.

After bidding farewell to Wu Miao's mother, Su Jingruo called Zhuoya directly and asked her to rent an apartment in a quiet location in the city, suitable for the elderly, and hire a nanny to take care of the elderly's daily life.

Hanging up the phone, Zhuo Yi looked at her, Su Jingruo didn't care, but hugged the shoe box in her hand tightly.

Zhuo Yi opened the car door, Su Jingruo leaned over and sat in, returned to the cab, started the car, and drove away from the community.

Along the way, Su Jingruo lowered her head and looked at the contents of the box, there were three cards, a SIM card, a memory card and a bank card. There are also a few photos, which are photos of Wu Miao after his death, looking at the environment, it should be taken after Wu Miao was sent to the morgue, combined with Wu Miao's father's shrewd mind, Su Jingruo judged that these photos should have been taken by Wu Miao's father with a mobile phone.

Although it was a bit strange to look at the photos of the deceased, Su Jingruo believed that Wu Miao's father must have his reason for leaving these things.

Pick up one of the close-up photos and take a closer look, it is Wu Miao's neck, the angle of the photo is very good, directly in the center of the neck, you can clearly see a strangulation mark on the neck.

Wait a minute! When the police informed Manager Bai, they said that Wu Miao committed suicide by overdose of sleeping pills, so what is this strangulation mark?

Although she doesn't understand forensic science, some of the characteristics of death are very obvious, such as the poisoned corpse will be bruised all over the body, and the person who died by drowning will have a slightly open mouth and nose, round eyes, and a hideous and terrifying expression on his face.

It was he who killed!

Su Jingruo did not go back to the company, but asked Zhuo Yi to send her back to Qingyuan, and when she got out of the car, she said to Zhuo Yi: "Please call them to come to the study." ”

Zhuo Yi looked at Su Jingruo from the rearview mirror, the latter's gaze was solemn, and he nodded, "Okay." ”

Su Jingruo walked straight into the villa with the box of things, went up to the second floor and went straight to the study.

She put other things under the desk, only the photos of those corpses were spread out on the table, the study door was knocked, and Su Jingruo answered the door in a deep voice, "Come in." ”

The door opened, and K, J, and Z walked in, stood still at their desks, and shouted in unison, "Young grandma." ”

Su Jingruo didn't have time to correct what to say, pushed the photos on the table in front of a few people, and lowered her chin, "Look at these photos." ”

The three of them looked at each other, puzzled and puzzled, and their eyes returned to the photo on the table, each of them picked up one and looked at it carefully in their hands.

A minute later, the trio put the photo back on the table.

Su Jingruo sat upright, her face was serious, her eyes were mixed with forbearance anger, and she asked with a straight face:

"The cause of death?"

Z replied: "The preliminary judgment is that he died of asphyxiation, but the deceased still has signs of poisoning, and the specific autopsy can be determined." ”

Su Jingruo pursed her lips, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her fierce gaze was very good, similar to what she judged, but where did she say that she was poisoned.

"The murder weapon?" She continued.

K said: "There are strangulation marks on the deceased's erect neck, and this force should be the killer's usual arm mechanical pressure, and it only takes three seconds to strangle the opponent." The finger pointed to Wu Miao's crooked neck, "Look here, the cervical vertebrae have been strangled, comminuted fractures." ”

Su Jingruo followed the position of his finger and looked carefully, indeed.

"Why do you say there are signs of poisoning?" Su Jingruo raised her eyebrows and looked at J.

J placed a close-up of one of Wu Miao's faces in the center, "He has several signs of baldness areata on his forehead, rashes and ecchymosis on the surface of his skin, and blue lines on his broken gums." And this ......" J took out a close-up photo of Wu Miao's hands and feet, pointed to his nails and said, "Three fingernails have been lost, and five toenails have been lost, these are signs of poisoning." ”

Su Jingruo's face was solemn, and the three of them found that this was a typical thallium poisoning.