Lu Xun and Shen Anran exchanged a look, and they dispersed very tacitly. He went straight to the deceased, while Shen Anran went to communicate with the informant.

"Hello Mr. Wang, I'm Shen Anran."

Hearing the shouts of the police officer next to him, Wang Wenjie raised his eyes and saw a female policeman walking towards him, and hurriedly stood up from the flower bed.

Walking in front of Wang Wenjie, Shen Anran took the lead in saying before he spoke: "There are a few questions that require your cooperation. ”

"Okay." Wang Wenjie nodded, with a deep sense of remorse on his elegant face, he sighed and forcibly suppressed the grief in his heart, and responded.

Shen Anran noticed that his eyes were slightly red, and there was a faint bloodshot under his eyes, as if he was in pain because of his wife's death.

"What is your relationship with the deceased?"

Opening the small notebook she had with her, she asked routinely.

Wang Wenjie took a deep breath.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Blue Lotus, and quickly turned his head sideways again, looking a little evasive and guilty.

Seeing him like this, Shen Anran raised his eyebrows.

"She's my wife." Wang Wenjie adjusted his mood and said in a heavy tone, "I'm sorry for her, I shouldn't have quarreled with her." She, I just listen to what she says, why am I..."

The more Wang Wenjie spoke, the more choked his voice became, and he was almost crying later.

The picture of a man dressed in a decent and elegant manner crying in public is still very emotional, and many neighbors who secretly pay attention to this side can't help but sigh, and some of the eyes that are a little emotional are a little moist.

The Wang family and his wife have always been a well-known model couple in the community.

"Mr. Wang... Condolences. Shen Anran said softly.

She patiently gave Wang Wenjie a little time, and took out a pack of tissues from her pocket and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Wang Wenjie took the tissue and thanked him, struggling to suppress the almost extinct grief in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I had a gaffe." He whispered, looking at his wife's body again. This time, he didn't just look away and turned away, but looked intently at the body covered by the white cloth.

"It's okay." Shen Anran watched Wang Wenjie's expression throughout the whole process, still maintaining a skeptical attitude towards the "model couple" mentioned by the neighbors next to him.

After all, many couples are just superficially harmonious, and when she first became a police officer, she also came into contact with many people who seemed to love their wives very much, and they closed the door and committed domestic violence.

Wang Wenjie is a lawyer by profession, and he does maintain the sanity that a lawyer should have, and the sadness and regret in his eyes are just right.

But because of the sensitivity of his identity, Shen Anran always couldn't help but think about this seemingly suicide case in the direction of conspiracy.

"I recently took on a very troublesome property dispute case, and my client is a young widowed woman," Wang Wenjie said after a pause.

As soon as he said this, Shen Anran had a guess in his mind.

Sure enough...

"The case is about to go to trial, and my client and I have a lot to negotiate lately. It's me who is not good and snubs Xiaolian. ”

Covering his eyes with one hand, Wang Wenjie let out a long sigh.

Shen Anran listened carefully to what Wang Wenjie said, and recorded everything from beginning to end.

This is indeed an emotional dispute.

As a lawyer, Wang Wenjie's client is a young and beautiful rich wife who has just been widowed. The two met several times to discuss matters related to the trial, and over time, Lan Lian became suspicious of her husband.

When Wang Wenjie picked up his coat and was about to go out to meet the client today, Lan Lian finally couldn't hold back the anger in her heart, and the couple quarreled like this.

They quarreled very fiercely, Lan Lian's childhood sweetheart and Wang Wenjie's first love were all picked up one by one, and the two of them revealed accusations and suspicions against each other in and out of their words.

According to Wang Wenjie, Lan Lian was stimulated by a sentence he shouted out in a hurry.

At that time, Lan Lian once again mentioned Wang Wenjie's client, and said that the widowed young rich wife was a vixen, and he, a man with no self-control, had been bewitched...

"When did you become so jealous and speak so badly? People are indeed young and temperamental, but I didn't do anything to betray you, why do you think so much?! ”

"I married you because you were innocent and kind at the beginning, who knew that it would become like this now?!"

Wang Wenjie regretted it after saying these two sentences, because when he saw Lan Lian's face, he turned pale.

"What do you mean? Regret marrying me, don't you? Lan Lian trembled her lips and said in disbelief.

"I didn't pull down my face to apologize at that time, it was all my fault..."Wang Wenjie said in a low voice to Shen Anran, who had been listening to him silently.

Shen Anran really had nothing to say.

It sounds like an ordinary couple quarrel, but it has caused extraordinary consequences.

At that time, Lan Lian's eyes widened and looked at him for a long time, he looked away a little embarrassed, but was regarded as disgusted by the other party.

Lan Lian rushed directly to the balcony impulsively, and flipped out the moment he didn't react.

Everyone knows what happened next, and a sad suicide happened.

I don't know how Wang Wenjie is going to explain this to his son, who is still in elementary school.

On the other side, after several police officers dispersed the crowd of onlookers, Lu Xun gently lifted a corner of the white cloth to check the situation of the deceased.

Lan Lian's death was really tragic.

She seemed to have hit the ground with the back of her head first, half of her head had been smashed, and her eyeballs had been squeezed out in a violent impact, which was very different from the woman in the photo with a gentle and happy smile.

Emotions are blinding.

It's just that...

Lu Xun glanced up at the location of the balcony, compared the position where Lan Lian was lying, frowned slightly, and his face was heavy.

"How?"

Shen Anran's voice came from behind him, and when he turned around, he saw his partner with a small notebook walking over, followed by Wang Wenjie.

"I don't see anything for the time being." Lu Xun shook his head, looked at Wang Wenjie and said, "Mr. Wang, we need to go to your home to take a look at the first scene." ”

"Okay, please come with me." Wang Wenjie nodded when he heard this, his eyes fell on his wife's body full of sorrow, and asked, "Xiaolian, she..."

"The medical examiner will kill the corpse... Take her back. ”

"Well, I'm sorry for you." Wang Wenjie said and turned around and walked towards the door of the building, and led the two of them towards his house.

Wang Wenjie's family lives on the twelfth floor, and when the three of them got out of the elevator, they found that there were already police officers in the room who had isolated the room and started taking pictures.

"That's where we got into a fight." Wang Wenjie pointed to the spacious living room, and then put his eyes on the open-air balcony with the door open, the meaning was self-evident.