"I'm dead?"

Miss Sun raised her head this time and looked at us, as if she couldn't believe it.

"You're dead!"

Don't be soft-hearted at this time.

"I'm dead?"

Miss Sun didn't seem to cry, there was not much sadness in her eyes, but there was a sense of relief, she looked up, looked at us again, the corners of her mouth pulled outward, revealing a stiff smile, and slowly lay on the table, silent.

"Chen, Master Chen, what's wrong with her?" Zhang Ping asked.

"Dead!"

I looked at Miss Sun and said.

After such a while, spots appeared on the back of Miss Sun's exposed hands, her original black hair became dull, and a foul smell escaped from her body.

"So what do we do?" Zhang Ping panicked.

"Call the police!" I said.

"Huh?" Zhang Ping panicked even more.

"You didn't kill people, what are you afraid of?" I glared at Zhang Ping and simply called the police.

Ten minutes later, officers arrived.

When I saw the leader, I knew, it was Zhao Feng who dealt with me and Mr. Wang last time.

There are acquaintances, things are much easier to do, I didn't hide it, and told the cause and effect of the matter.

It's hard to write a report for this kind of thing, but that's none of my business.

Zhao Feng listened to the constipated expression, exchanged numbers with me, added another WeChat, and let us go.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Feng called me and briefly talked about Miss Sun's situation.

Miss Sun's name is Sun Zhaodi, she is a Lou Feng, as I speculated, she was mistakenly killed by a customer, and the two got away with it.

There are surveillance videos, there are WeChat transaction records, and the murderer was quickly locked.

In addition to this, Sun Zhaodi also left a diary.

Zhao Di Zhao Di, recruited a younger brother, it can be seen from this name that Sun Zhaodi was born in a patriarchal family.

She also has a younger brother below her, who is spoiled by the family, and when he has no money, he asks her for it, and over the years, Sun Zhaodi is the ATM at home.

Ganlou Feng, the money comes quickly, and it can provide for the family's expenses.

And so it goes, day after day, year after year, with no hope in sight.

I suddenly understood why Sun Zhaodi would show a relieved gaze when she knew that she was dead, she was tired.

The reason why Zhao Feng told me this was very simple, he wanted to hire me as an expert to assist them in handling similar cases.

I didn't expect Zhao Gaofeng to make this request, after thinking about it for a while, I still agreed, with one more layer of identity, many things are much easier to do.

The phone hung up, and Wen Xinyue made a phone call.

"I'm in the funeral home, Wu Yufeng is dead!"

"What?"

I sat up straight all at once.

"Wu Yufeng is dead!" Wen Xinyue repeated.

"I'll go over now!"

I threw down a sentence and hurriedly took a taxi to the funeral home.

Forty minutes later, I saw Wu Yufeng's body in the morgue.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Come out and say it!" Wen Xinyue said in a deep voice.

Coming out of the morgue, I couldn't figure it out, why did Wu Yufeng die?

Last time I went, although Wu Yufeng's spirit was not very good, there was nothing wrong with her body.

"Teng Hongjun did it!"

After coming out, without waiting for me to ask, Wen Xinyue took the initiative to speak.

"Teng Hongjun? He recovered? ”

I thought I heard it wrong, Teng Hongjun was the anchor I rescued last time I went to Beishan Psychiatric Hospital, I thought he would have to recover for a few months?

"Didn't recover!" Wen Xinyue thought for a while and said: "Teng Hongjun ran downstairs to Wu Yufeng's house, threw stones and smashed the window, Wu Yufeng was stimulated and jumped off the building and died!" ”

"Something isn't right!"

Teng Hongjun didn't know Wu Yufeng at all, how could he run downstairs to Wu Yufeng's house and smash the glass?

"Where is Teng Hongjun now?" I asked.

"In the hospital!"

Wen Xinyue took out her mobile phone, called up a video, handed it over and said; "Look at it!"

The video is Teng Hongjun's interrogation video, although it is only two and a half minutes long, but this is edited, and the actual duration is half an hour.

During the interrogation, Teng Hongjun squatted on a chair like a dog, and his state was a little stronger than when we first rescued him, but not much stronger.

In this state, there is definitely no way to detain them.

"After the interrogation, Teng Hongjun was sent to the hospital!" Wen Xinyue took the mobile phone and said: "By the way, Teng Hongjun's family said that Teng Hongjun has recovered very well these days, and today I don't know where a whistle came from, Teng Hongjun ran out like crazy when he heard it, they didn't stop it, and in the end it was a call from the Public Security Bureau, and they knew what happened!" ”

"Teng Hongjun was deliberately released by them!" Wen Xinyue and I glanced at each other and said at the same time.

We had doubts about this before, but we couldn't confirm it, Wu Yufeng's death, and the whistle, confirmed our guess.

Although Teng Hongjun was rescued, in essence, he was still a dog of the other party, and the whistle was the password.

Wu Yufeng's death may be a warning to us not to continue investigating.

As soon as Wu Yufeng died, there was one less insider in Beishan Psychiatric Hospital, and only Ge Cundong, who was in the terminal stage of cancer and lying on the hospital bed, was still alive.