Chapter 37: Another Suicide?

This is the end of Song Mu's confession.

Wang Shen took his eyes off the computer screen and glanced at Song Mu who was sitting on a chair. Song Mu's face completely lost the brilliance he had when he was alive. Also, where will the face of a dead man be beautiful. Otherwise, how can it be called a dead man's face. Even if he was proud of his career and handsome in appearance, he would turn into a pile of white bones soon after his death. Thinking of this, Wang Shen's heart couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Because of the need to protect the crime scene, Song Mu's body was not moved. Judging from Song Mu's facial state, it was very pale, and even made Wang Shen feel that Song Mu had aged overnight. Wang Shen's lips were pale, and he seemed to have died of poisoning.

Wang Shen walked to the forensic doctor's side and asked. "Can the cause of death of the deceased be determined now?"

"Team Wang, the specific reason is still difficult to judge. But judging from the symptoms, the deceased should have taken an overdose of sleeping pills. ”

"Sleeping pills?" Wang Shen glanced at Song Mu's corpse suspiciously, and then was relieved. According to Song Mu's confession, he should have planned to commit suicide. Then, choosing to take sleeping pills is also a suitable way to commit suicide. Wang Shen took a closer look at Song Mu's corpse. The clothes Song Mu was wearing were exactly the same as the ones Wang Shen saw yesterday. Then, Wang Shen turned his angle and glanced at the shoes worn by Song Mu's feet. That's right, even the shoes have not been replaced. If this is the case, that is to say, after Wang Shen left the consultation room yesterday, Song Mu stayed here until he ended his life.

When Wang Shen was thinking about the details of Song Mu's suicide, he squatted down slightly and observed Wang Shen's hand. Wang Shen's ten fingers were distorted. The fist of one of the hands was still clenched.

"Is suicide by taking sleeping pills a particularly painful way?" Wang Shen walked back to the forensic doctor and asked this question.

"Not really. Sleeping pills are drugs that numb the central nervous system, and patients who take sleeping pills will be drowsy. If overdosed, the patient will not wake up on their own and can be fatal. So, from this point of view, self-killing with sleeping pills will not be accompanied by great pain. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people who choose to commit suicide in this way. ”

After listening to the forensic doctor's words, Wang Shen felt puzzled about the state of Song Mu's fingers. Wang Shen tried to guess under what circumstances a person's fingers would be so unnaturally bent. Wang Shen thought about it, but it was nothing more than extreme tension or pain. But such speculation contradicts the symptoms of death from taking sleeping pills. If you die from an overdose of sleeping pills, you shouldn't have this kind of twisted finger in the deceased.

"Team Wang, it seems to be the deceased's suicide note written on this screen. Unexpectedly, this person's psychological quality was so poor, and before we could arrest him, he committed suicide. After reading the words on the screen, a young policeman walked up to Wang Shen's side and sighed.

"What, you think the deceased committed suicide?" Wang Shen looked at the young policeman standing beside him and smiled.

"Don't the Kings think so?" The young policeman looked at Wang Shen with surprised eyes.

Wang Shen did not answer the young policeman's question, but examined the scene of the death. Wang Shen died of an overdose of sleeping pills. Well, drink water while taking sleeping pills. After thinking of this, Wang Shen suddenly focused his eyes on the water cup on the desk. No, there is something wrong with this cup. Wang Shen frowned, glanced at the deceased's sitting posture before he died, and looked at the water glass on the desk again. There was still half a glass of water in the cup that had not been drunk.

"No, Song Mu shouldn't have committed suicide." Wang Shen muttered softly. Wang Shen did not rely entirely on speculation to get such a judgment, but on sufficient factual basis. Wang Shen recalled the scene of his meeting with Song Mu yesterday. Although Wang Shen had only seen Song Mu once, he discovered an important habit of Song Mu. Song Mu is a real left-hander. Song Mu is used to using his left hand no matter whether he holds a water cup or puts a water cup. Wang Shen had already discovered this yesterday. Moreover, all the stationery on Song Mu's desk was placed on the left-hand side, which was enough to support Wang Shen's conjecture. Being left-handed is a habit that cannot be changed unless you pay special attention. But now the water cup is placed on Song Mu's right hand, which is inconsistent with Song Mu's left-handed habits. A person has already made up his mind to die, so why bother to change his living habits?

So, there can only be one explanation for the glass placed on the right. This water cup was not put on Song Mu's desk. If it wasn't Song Mufang, who would it be? Wang Shen began to assume that Song Mu's death was a homicide. The murderer rushed into Song Mu's office, then subdued Song Mu and poured enough sleeping pills for Song Mu, creating the illusion that Song Mu committed suicide. No, there are too many holes in this assumption. First of all, Song Mu, as a strong man, why didn't he resist? Because from the on-site survey, there are no traces of a fight in the consultation room. Secondly, there are the words on the computer screen. Wang Shen didn't think that these words could be done by others. If these words are indeed written by Song Mu himself, then why did Song Mu write this paragraph so cooperatively, creating the illusion of suicide?

Wang Shen pressed his temples, looking a little tired.

"Team Wang, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Start with a coffee pick-me-up. Just when Wang Shen was frowning and thinking, a policewoman brought Wang Shen a cup of warm coffee.

Wang Shen thanked him and took the coffee and took a few sips. Suddenly, the rim of the coffee cup briefly stopped at Wang Shen's mouth. is still the assumption just now, Song Mu should have seen the person who wanted to kill him. So his reaction at that time was the same as when Liang Li saw him. It's a complete fear. But there was no trace of a fight in the house, indicating that Song Mu had lost the ability to resist. Therefore, under extreme fear, Song Mu tried his best to twist his fingers, resulting in the current situation. But how did the murderer make Song Mu lose the ability to resist in his consulting room?

Wang Shen took two steps in the direction of the glass cabinet and slowly left the desk area. Wang Shen checked the glass cabinet and found no traces. Wang Shen turned around and walked to the side of the water dispenser again. A water dispenser and a trash can on the side were the same as when Wang Shen left yesterday, quietly staying in his original position. Suddenly, a small object came into Wang Shen's line of sight. Next to the water dispenser, there is a large pot of greenery. And next to the green plant pot is another water cup.

Wang Shen waved his hand at the policeman behind him, and asked for a pair of rubber gloves again. Wang Shen picked up the water cup on the ground and carefully studied the style of the water cup and the pattern and color of the cup. Where do you seem to have seen this drinking glass? By the way, it was yesterday......