Chapter 188: Suicide?

There was a sound of footsteps, and Lan Ruoxi turned her head vigilantly.

"Are you in charge of this place? Rosasha. ”

A yawning, messy, casually dressed woman, who looked about 30, shoulder-length hair, was fairly beautiful, but didn't look energetic at all.

"Oh, Lan Ruoxi, what are you doing here? You're not in charge here. Rosa came over, said lazily, and continued to yawn, and then she looked at her watch, and sat down casually on the bench in the corridor, with some water and a few leftover buns, which she took and ate.

"That's it, there's still 5 minutes."

Looking at this woman named Rosa Sha, there was no tension at all, as if it was an ordinary job.

"I almost got confused, there's another one named Li Zuodong around here, hehe."

Rosa said, eating buns and drinking water, and walked over.

"Trouble is dead, these days, it's all that annoying old man, let me work hard."

Lan Ruoxi laughed.

"Rosasha, how many souls have you received?"

"Plus this, it's just 400, alas, I've collected more than 100 recently, and I'm in trouble."

Rosa said, staring inside.

"You're good, Lan Ruoxi, now that someone is helping you collect your soul, you are relaxed, I have been a little sleep-deprived recently."

I was more concerned about what Luo Shasha said, there was a person named Li Zuodong nearby, so I asked casually, it was a grocery seller, very ordinary, who opened a small shop, and I immediately remembered that on the information list, 43 years old, the owner of a small grocery store.

"Alas, but it's estimated that it's going to be soon, that guy owes a lot of debt, and he's chasing people all day long, just like this guy, hehe."

Fiercely, Lan Ruoxi and I, as well as Li Guohao, all looked at Luo Shasha in surprise.

"How do you know?"

Lan Ruoxi asked.

"I live around there, of course, until, people chase him to the store, threatening to burn down his home, and if he doesn't change the money, that person is separated from his wife and wife, I think he is about to collapse, people, once he falls into this situation, the game will be over soon."

Then Lan Ruoxi and Luo Shasha talked about it, planning to ask Li Zuodong's soul later, and Luo Shasha also agreed.

At 10:35 and 36 seconds, Li Zuodong in the ward, on the electrocardiogram instrument, the line showing the heart rate became a straight line, and the doctors and nurses began to check it.

We followed Luo Shasha to a ward next door where no one lived, Luo Shasha took out a small purple sand gourd, and after a while of silent recitation, after a while, a white figure, it was Li Zuodong, came from the wall.

"I'm dead."

Li Zuodong said, and all of us nodded.

"Mr. Li, I hope you can answer us a few questions." Lan Ruoxi asked as she spoke.

"Hehe, this little girl, I don't know, what you asked, I was born to be called Li Zuodong, and I haven't changed my name."

We looked at Li Zuodong's soul in amazement, and then I talked about his grandson, and said that he was not called Li Zuodong, and he was still harmful.

"Children, you may have read it wrong, heard it wrong."

After Luo Shasha took away Li Zuodong's soul, she left, the three of us returned to the car, and things fell into death again, 13 people named Li Zuodong, 1 went, and 12 people named Li Zuodong, who was Chen Miaoqiang back then.

"Qingyuan, you go and keep an eye on Li Zuodong who sells groceries first, Guohao and I will go separately to investigate other people named Li Zuodong, we must investigate in more detail, there will always be a yes."

After seeing my impatient gaze, Lan Ruoxi immediately said, if Chen Miaoqiang's whereabouts can no longer be found, Huang Jun may really be in danger.

Time was tight, so I walked straight down the street of the hospital, all the way there, and I heard that there were only 2 stops away from here, and it was still early.

At about 11 o'clock, I came to the place where the Li family grocery store was, a small shop only sixty or seventy square meters in size, tightened, this place, people are relatively sparse, and there are many old houses, unlike the newly built block I just came over.

The road is full of potholes, some shops are closed, and there are many places where words are written and dismantled.

I went to the roller shutter door and knocked on it.

Suddenly, the roller shutter door slammed and pulled up, and a smell of wine came to the nose.

"Fuck you, you don't want money, you have a life, come on, there is a kind of killing Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu doesn't want to live anymore." A man in his 40s, sloppy, drunk, red-eyed.

I hurriedly explained the intention, it was a police officer who wanted to come to ask about something, helplessly, I took out a fake police officer card, which was given to me by Shi Jian, although it was fake, but it could indeed be found in the public security system, but the only bad thing was that I couldn't get a salary.

"Mr. Officer, alas, I owe a lot of debt, I'm stressed, I'm sorry just now, can you help me?"

The owner of the grocery store named Li Zuodong spoke up.

Then I realized that this person named Li Zuodong has been unhappy in recent years, when he was in his 30s, his Li family's grocery store had a good business, and he also opened a branch, and even the block to be demolished, he also got a good compensation, but in recent years, his luck has begun to deteriorate.

There was an accident, bumped into someone else, lost a lot of money, plus the clerk who invited him, rolled away a sum of his payment, ran away, and no one could find it back, plus, in the branch store, upstairs, someone took medicine, and the police investigated for a long time, all the way unlucky, until now, his wife and children have returned to his parents' house, and he is about to collapse.

Li Zuodong took a bottle of wine and took another sip, and after finishing speaking, he was very painful, covered his head, and cried bitterly.

"It's all the dead Taoist who harmed him, it's him, it's all him......"

"Daoist? What's going on? I asked sharply.

Li Zuodong shook his head, he seemed to be drunk.

"I can't say... Can't say ......" Gradually, he fell asleep.

I waited for him to wake up until about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when he got up, and when I asked him again about the Taoist priest he was talking about, he immediately denied it in surprise and looked scared.

"What the hell is going on, can you tell me? Mr. Lee, please tell me. ”

"I don't know, maybe I'm drunk, sorry, Mr. Policeman, I'm just drunk, it's okay, I'll transfer, sure, it's just a little bit now, but I'm definitely going to get better."

Saying that, Li Chok Dong let me leave, and I couldn't continue to ask, so I had no choice but to find a hotel nearby, planning to go again tomorrow.

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, after eating, I planned to rest for a while, and then go to Li Zuodong's house, and look around the neighborhood, what is going on with the Taoist priest he said?

At this moment, the phone rang, and it was Lan Ruoxi calling.

I picked it up.

On the phone, Lan Ruoxi said that she found the youngest, 21-year-old Li Zuodong, although he is a college student, but the people around him say that he is very lucky, although he is 21 years old, he is already the owner of two small companies, and the scale of the company is getting bigger and bigger, prosperous and rich.

All this, for 21-year-old Li Zuodong, is only a few years.

Lan Ruoxi didn't ask anything except these.

After putting down the phone, I had even more headaches, and I had no clue at all.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, I went to Lee Chok-tung's shop, which was still closed, so I walked around and inquired about Lee Chok-tung.

Li Zuodong has been yelling at the neighborhood, called Li Haha, because he is very happy all day long, and he is also relatively lively, but his luck has not been good recently, and he has been unlucky.

The mind is very chaotic, these 13 Li Zuodong, who is the Chen Miaoqiang back then, and now he has no clue.

Early the next morning, I got up, planning to continue to ask Li Zuodong, the Taoist priest, just walked to the street, I found that something was wrong, several flashing red police cars, parked on the street, and the door of Li Zuodong's house was full of people.

"Alas, it's so pitiful, Li Haha, it's okay to die, I've seen him rarely laugh lately, this may be a relief."

I heard someone in the crowd breaking their way.

Immediately I rushed in, and several policemen came and stopped me, and then in a panic, I took out my fake police ID, and the policemen let me go.

"Oh, it's you, Zhang Qingyuan, I didn't expect that we are peers." It was the young police officer who had come that morning after the dean had wronged me and killed the doctors and staff.

I nodded a little awkwardly.

"Zhang Qingyuan, although I don't know what you have to do with it, what mission you went to that psychiatric hospital to perform, and the monitoring of your murder record has also been completely eliminated, and the above still doesn't let us investigate, hmph, you remembered at that time, murderers, murderers everywhere."

The young police officer whispered in my ear, and all of a sudden, my face turned pale, and I looked at him in surprise, and suddenly, I remembered that night, before Officer Shi got drunk, and told me, my murder video was real, and it had not been modified.

But when I thought about it, people may indeed have died in my hands, but the evil ghost that had been solved for me was attached to me, but now, I am more concerned about Li Zuodong.

I can't believe it, Li Zuodong committed suicide, with a rope, hanging on the roof, suicide, he has been put down, neck, strangulation marks have turned purple, I clenched my fists, and I blamed myself very much in my heart.

After a police investigation, it was determined that it was a suicide case.

"Impossible, this Li Zuodong will not commit suicide." I muttered to myself.

Because I always believe that yesterday, I looked at his eyes, and it was the kind of hope that the bad luck would pass, the good luck would come, and there was no negativity at all, and the ones he confided in me yesterday after drinking were just drunken complaints.