"Yang Bureau! Lu Sheng called him, but the person in front of him was unusually calm.

His body trembled slightly, Lu Sheng's face twitched lightly because of fear, he squatted down, struggled for a long time, slowly stretched out his hand, and probed Yang Wenlong's breathing.

As she thought, there was no breath, Lu Sheng retracted his hand violently, sat down on the ground, and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

Li Moting was sitting in his office, he had just delivered a report, and after a quick reading, he took out a pen and signed his name on it.

I don't know what happened to Lu Sheng, so I worriedly put the pen cap back, but I didn't pay attention for a while, and my finger was pierced by the not-sharp tip of the pen.

The sudden pain made Li Moting frown slightly, lowered his head to check, the blood had slowly flowed out of the wound, and he casually took out a few tissues and pressed them on the wound.

The right eyelid jumped up again, and he pressed it on casually, trying to stop the anomaly.

"Buzz.." The mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, breaking the original calm in the room.

Li Moting picked up his mobile phone, saw the remarks marked on it, and hurriedly picked it up, "Lu Sheng!" Did you find the Yang Bureau? ”

The environment on the other end of the phone was a little noisy, with people boiling and the faint sound of ambulance horns. Let Li Moting's heart hang tightly, could it be that Yang Ju was injured?

"Yang Bureau him.." Lu Sheng's voice was a little choked, and there was some panic, which made Li Moting even more nervous.

"What's wrong! Say it quickly! Even though he kept his composure, he was still a little flustered.

Lu Sheng on the other end of the phone seemed to have collapsed, and said something he couldn't have expected.

"Yang Bureau he.. He's dead! ”

Li Moting's pupils dilated suddenly, and even though he tried to maintain his composure and sanity, he still shook his body slightly, and only then did he hold on to the desk next to him to maintain his figure.

He didn't expect that Yang Wenlong would actually die! Tightly clutching the tissue in the palm of his hand, the blood spread out in an instant.

Coming back from his stupor, he exhaled and said in a deep voice, "I'll go now!" ”

Hang up the phone, throw down the tissue in your hand and rush out the door.

The police were summoned and rushed to the scene without delay.

Clenching the steering wheel, Li Moting put his fist in his mouth, and his teeth had left deep marks on it.

Thinking of the conversation with Yang Wenlong not long ago, at that time I should have noticed his abnormality, and his words were deeply imprinted in my mind at this moment.

"I'm really sorry for my daughter and ex-wife, I hope they can live well without me.."

Li Moting simply thought that Yang Wenlong's daughter and ex-wife were not by his side, and he might just hope that they could take care of themselves!

Now that he thinks about it, it seems that he had long anticipated his results and left regrets.

Thinking of this, Li Moting slammed the steering wheel hard, "Damn! "He should have figured out something was wrong.

Sirens echoed throughout the community, breaking the tranquility in the air and attracting crowds of onlookers.

Yang Wenlong's body was carried down from the upper floor, and the white cloth covering the body testifies to the passage of his life. The residents of the community who were watching on the side all sighed with pity on their faces.

"Alas! It's a pity that such a good person committed suicide! ”

"yes.." The people next to him echoed it.

Li Moting walked into the house and saw Lu Sheng sitting in the corner at a glance, she may not have recovered from what happened just now, she was looking ahead blankly, and the two female police officers next to her kept comforting her.

"Have you informed the family of the deceased?" Li Moting asked the policeman next to him in a deep voice, and the policeman nodded, "I haven't had time to notify yet." As he spoke, he lowered his head, no one expected that the director who used to work with him would become a deceased, but they were the people who came to handle the case.

Li Moting patted him on the shoulder to express comfort, covered the discomfort in his heart, and cut to the chase, "When was the death?" ”

"About two days ago."

Li Moting's heart tightened, and it was actually when he first arrived at the police station that he secretly blamed himself, if he could have gone to Yang Bureau earlier, he might have been able to prevent him from committing suicide.

A cry from the side suddenly interrupted his contemplation, "It's all my fault! If I had noticed something was wrong sooner, Uncle Yang wouldn't have died! ”

Lu Sheng on the side suddenly cried uncontrollably, blaming himself, Yang Wenlong had known Lu Zhanming for many years, and he had guided Lu Sheng in the police station, which made Lu Sheng's heart very uncomfortable, and a small cry came out of his throat, and a pair of beautiful eyes were swollen into almonds.

Li Moting looked around the whole room, wandering back and forth in the house, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings, hoping to find something unusual, and not letting go of any details.

The place where Yang Wenlong committed suicide was next to the coffee table, and the trivial objects placed on the coffee table did not change their positions, indicating that he did not fight with anyone before he died.

There were no signs of struggle or any footprints in the room, everything was normal, nothing out of the ordinary.

It seems that Yang Wenlong really committed suicide, but for what?

The policeman who was in charge of assisting in the case asked the security guard who brought Lu Sheng in on the side, and the security guard was also frightened, but he still told the story in detail about what happened.

And all these words that have not fallen have been passed into Li Moting's ears.

Duffle bags?

The sharp edge in Li Moting's eyes instantly rose, he turned around and came to the security guard, waved his hand to stop the inquiring policeman, stared at the security guard in front of him and asked solemnly, "What duffel bag are you talking about?" ”

The security guard was stunned for a moment, frightened by his appearance, and stumbled and said, "Director Yang replied. Came back with a duffel bag.."

The fierceness in his eyes deepened, and he continued, "What a look! ”

The security guard thought for a moment and raised his finger, "Red!" That's right! Li Moting immediately called all the investigators, searched the house, and could not let go of every corner, and must find the red duffel bag.

It seems that the contents of the duffel bag must be very important, and Yang Wenlong's death may also have something to do with the things there.

Looking at the bookcase on the side, there was a picture frame on it, Li Moting stepped forward and held it in his hand.

It was a photo of a family of three, with Yang Wenlong in the center, and his daughter and wife on the left and right. I feel a little sad in my heart, everything is wrong, and now this family of three is separated by yin and yang.

The surface of the photo frame is very smooth and clean, and there is no dirt at all, which shows how much Yang Wenlong cherishes this photo and wipes it often to prevent it from being stained with a little dust.

Putting down the photo in his hand, Li Moting felt a lot of emotion.

"Officer Li, no red duffel bags were found in the house!" The officer on one side said.

Hearing this, Li Moting tightened his brows, the look in his eyes was even darker, and he pursed his lips tightly.

I didn't find the duffel bag, it seems that the matter is more complicated now, and the only clue is also lost in the sea, it seems that only by finding out the duffel bag can we know the secret.

Lin Baiqian was watching TV at home, and there was a news that Yang Wenlong, the director of the Public Security Bureau, had hanged himself, and his face turned pale. wanted to call Li Moting, but was afraid that he would delay his work by investigating the case, so he had no choice but to worry about Xueqiu.

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