When Lou Xinglan and the others arrived at the scene, the cordon had already been pulled up, and the forensic doctor was already waiting at the door.

"Why haven't you gone in yet?" Lou Xinglan asked.

Director Ji looked at them: "Wait for you to go in first to see the scene, it is said that this is a closed room murder case." ”

"Secret room?" Lou Xinglan frowned, he saw the door that was slightly closed, the lock was pinned from the inside, and the lock was broken after the external force opened it.

"Look, the door is pinned from the inside, the windows are closed tightly, and this is the third floor, and the road is below, if anyone goes out of the window, they will definitely be discovered, so how did you say the murderer escaped?" Director Ji pointed to the glass window.

Lou Xinglan smiled: "What if it's suicide." ”

The group of them walked in together, and Lou Xinglan walked around the room, observing the deceased's belongings before his death.

Ruan Meng flipped through the information on her mobile phone while reporting the information she got to them: "The deceased's name is Wan Suqin, huh...... She is a widow, her husband died in a car accident five years ago, she has lived here on the compensation all these years, relatives and friends have gradually become estranged, the only person who can talk to her is the nanny Zhang Guihua she hired three months ago. ”

"It seems that her husband's death has hit her hard." Si Yu came to such a conclusion.

In a situation like this kind of widowhood, many people will choose to live a strong life again, at least the relationship between relatives and friends will not be so distant that they will not get along with each other for old age, but this Wan Suqin is completely isolated from the outside world.

"Why did she need a babysitter?" Bukin asked.

"She broke her foot when she went out some time ago, and her life was very inconvenient, so she found a nanny to take care of her daily life temporarily." Ruan Meng looked at the information about Zhang Guihua.

Lou Xinglan listened to their words, walked to the window and looked, and unexpectedly saw a church, right in front of her window: "How can there be a church over there, what kind of religion do you believe in?" ”

Si Yu walked over and looked at it, and searched in his memory: "It's a Judaism, it seems that it was built by the people who live here, and there are many foreign friends living around here." ”

Lou Xinglan nodded, and he had to go over there and ask later.

"Lou team, the deceased died of poisoning, potassium cyanide poisoning, but we need to go back to the autopsy to know how the poison was, but the deceased did not have any struggling external injuries or internal injuries." They all understood what Director Ji meant, and this case was likely to be a suicide.

Lou Xinglan nodded: "Okay, then tell me if you have any new clues over there." ”

"Okay." After Director Ji responded, he arranged for someone to take the body back to the forensic office.

Si Yu found Zhang Guihua, the nanny who was being asked about the transcript, he patted his colleague on the shoulder, and the colleague handed him the notebook very clearly and let him go to the side.

Zhang Guihua's eyes were still filled with tears, and Si Yu looked at this aunt with a gentle smile: "Auntie, don't be afraid, we just ask you some questions routinely." ”

"Good...... Ask. "Zhang Guihua saw a dead person for the first time in her life, and she was almost scared silly.

"What kind of person do you think Wan Suqin is?" Si Yu asked.

Zhang Guihua couldn't help but tremble, and thought of the feeling she felt when she touched Wan Suqin's cold body: "She...... She is a very silent person, she doesn't talk much, I have been here for so long to cook for her every day, help her with her laundry, and rarely talk to her. ”

"Have you ever seen her behave strangely? Or what does she usually like to do the most, and what does she hate the most? Siyu continued to ask.

Zhang Guihua thought for a while, and suddenly remembered something: "I remember that when she was in a wheelchair and couldn't walk on her own, she liked to sit at the window and look out, but I didn't know what she was looking at." ”

"And what if she can act on her own?"

Zhang Guihua shook her head: "I don't know, after being able to act on her own, she just sat in front of the TV and watched some documentaries, and didn't go outside, maybe I didn't see it, she could only walk on the ground two days before I went home." ”

In Zhang Guihua's description, Wan Suqin is a lonely middle-aged woman with no friends, no relatives, and no entertainment life that they should have at this age.

Si Yu thought about it seriously, it seems that there is nothing strange about a person with such a character committing suicide, but everything can only be concluded until all the evidence chains are complete in the end.

Lou Xinglan looked at the empty room after the body was removed: "Let's go outside and have a look." ”

Bu Jinyu followed Lou Xinglan to the church facing the street by the window, and Ruan Meng and Siyu stayed behind to continue to trace Wan Suqin's life and past.

Bu Jinyu looked at the door of the church and asked Lou Xinglan: "Do you think Wan Suqin is a believer in this church?"

"Well, I saw some books in her room that were related to Judaism, and if not a Catholic, it should have some relevance." Lou Xinglan nodded.

The two walked into the church together, only to see an old man sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard, and only smiled kindly when they came in.

"Hello." Lou Xinglan said hello.

"Hello, do you have any demands that you need me to help you with?" The old man asked.

"Yes." Lou Xinglan followed his words.

"Inside, please." The old man invited them into the inner hall.

They entered a place like a prayer room, and the old man sat them down: "What is your appeal?"

"We want to know how Wan Suqin died, and if she is your disciple." Lou Xinglan's sharp eyes looked straight at the old man.

"Wan Suqin is dead?" The old man was surprised.

"Yes." Lou Xinglan answered him affirmatively.

The old man closed his eyes and looked sad: "How could she die?"

"That's the question we're going to ask you."

"Did he kill him?" The old man asked.

"Not sure yet." Lou Xinglan shook his head.

The old man was silent for a while and said slowly: "I met her five years ago, when she had just lost her husband and was in a state of confusion all day, and one day she suddenly came to me and asked me how I could redeem myself."

"I told her that the only one who can redeem herself is herself, others can't do anything, everything will become a thing of the past, and there will be great emotional ups and downs at the beginning, and no matter how big the sadness and joy will fade over time."

"At that time, she said that she was about to die, and I enlightened her for a long time, and told her a lot about our Jewish teachings, hoping that she would cheer up."

"And then?" Bukin asked.

"Later, I don't know if she figured it out or if our teachings worked, she no longer looked for short-sightedness, and would come over with nearby believers every day to listen to my explanations."

"Over the years, she has become our devout follower, and our first doctrine is that you can't commit suicide, so I don't believe she will kill herself."

Lou Xinglan and Bu Jinyu glanced at each other, although what the old man said was very mysterious, but there was no lack of power of faith, what if Wan Suqin really had this belief?

"Is there anything else, please? For example, has she ever told you about her daily life? Bujin thought for a moment before asking.

The old man also fell into deep thought: "I have to listen to many people's prayers every day, I don't remember it clearly, you let me think about it first."

"Okay, don't rush, you think slowly." Bujin nodded.

The old man thought for a long time this time before he sorted out the confusing places in his memory: "What impressed me more was that she came to tell me the day before that she was going to remarry, and she made a lot of determination to decide to remarry."

She said that the man treated her very well, and it hasn't changed for a few years, and she doesn't want to be sorry for that person, and hopes that her vision is not wrong. I was really surprised at the time, I thought she might live with her deceased husband for the rest of her life, but I didn't expect her to come out, and I was very happy for her. ”

"Do you know who that person she is talking about?" Bujin asked.

The old man shook his head regretfully: "I don't know about this, I just wish her happiness, and I don't ask much about the rest."

"Okay, thank you so much for today." Lou Xinglan thanked him.

The old man waved his hand: "No thanks, I just think that a person who is about to get married can commit suicide, police officer, you must investigate well and give her justice."

"Don't worry, we won't let her die in vain." Lou Xinglan nodded.

After they finished the questioning at the church, they returned to the scene of the crime: "Wan Suqin has a fiancé, check who it is, call records, text messages, etc.

“OK！” Ruan Meng responded, her fingertips tapping quickly on the tablet.

Lou Xinglan looked at the time, and was just about to re-inspect the scene when she received a call from Director Ji: "Our autopsy concluded that she took the potassium cyanide by herself, and there was no food in her stomach, only residual medicine residue, and the time of death was twelve o'clock last night."

"Okay, I got it." Lou Xinglan responded.

The current situation is that the room is closed by herself, the door cannot be opened from the outside, the window is not in or out, the whole is a secret room, and she also took the potassium cyanide herself, which is the basis for supporting suicide.

The basis for his murder can only be to find the man who the godfather said was going to marry her, to prove whether she was ready to marry him and whether she had suicidal tendencies.

They spread their resources apart, each responsible for investigating in different places, and the case is slowly progressing.

"Hello uncle and aunt!" Lin Yan walked in with the red wine that was very valuable when he looked at the box.

"It's Ah Yan here!" Long Fuxiao's parents looked at Lin Yan in surprise, and then saw Long Fuxiao standing behind him.

"Son, didn't you return to China the day before yesterday, why did you only come back today?" Madame Long looked at him suspiciously.

There is a smile in his eyes, he hasn't seen him for two years, and his son is handsome again.

Long Fuxiao smiled: "There is a delay in the bureau."

"Your director is really, where is there anyone who has just returned to China and dragged people to do errands." Lady Long grumbled as she led them inside.

"You know what! Since Long Fuxiao has chosen this profession, he has to endure everything in this profession. Father Long said something to Mrs. Long.

Madam Long glared at him: "I can't even talk about it!"

"......" Father Long didn't dare to talk back anymore.

"Ah Yan, Xiaoxiao, come in, I have prepared a big table of dishes for you, you are not allowed to leave until you finish eating tonight."

The dishes on the table are already slowly arranged, and they look delicious.

"Auntie's craftsmanship is still so good!" Lin Yan boasted sincerely.

"You kid has such a sweet mouth, eat it." Madame Long looked at Lin Yan with satisfaction.

The family had a happy dinner, to be precise, supper, it was already past eleven o'clock, Lin Yan opened the red wine he brought over, and drank it with an ordinary teacup without paying attention to it......