In the interrogation room of the Green Lake Police Station, Fang Wanqing looked coldly at the policeman opposite, her mouth opened and closed, completely unclear.

"Miss Fang? Miss Fang? The policewoman on the other side called her twice.

Fang Wanqing just came to her senses.

"Please pay your respects. Your father's body was found by a nearby morning exercise resident and reported to the police. This is what we found from his wallet, please take a look, is this his handwriting? ”

The policeman handed over a transparent bag containing a piece of water-soaked paper, all of which were printed, except for a handwritten signature.

This is not so much a suicide note as a confession, the content of which is all confession to her, what should not be gambled, and what should not be affected by her. Fang Wanqing couldn't cry anymore after seeing it.

"Miss Fang, I can understand your feelings, but there are some things that still need your cooperation. Is this signature in your father's handwriting? ”

Although Fang's business has been closed down for many years, Fang Youcai has not had the opportunity to sign documents for a long time. But not long ago, Fang Wanqing had just seen the loan shark loan letter signed by her father, so she was very familiar with this trace.

She nodded tearfully, confirming that it was her father's handwriting.

"So it seems that your father may leave with hatred." The policeman said it nicely, but he was hateful, but in fact, he couldn't pay off the loan sharks he owed, and he committed suicide in the lake when he was desperate.

Fang Wanqing's tears couldn't stop flowing down again, although her father was really not good to her during his lifetime, especially after the collapse of his own company, he was even more cynical, and even asked her to "fish for money". However, now that he is really gone, she still can't accept it for a while, and her heart is suddenly empty.

Seeing that she was sobbing more and more, the policewoman beckoned Song Han, who was waiting outside, to come in.

When Fang Wanqing saw Song Han, she threw herself into his arms and cried again.

Seeing her like this, the policewoman was no longer reluctant, and turned to Song Han and said, "Mr. Song, the autopsy results have not come out yet." But judging from all indications, it is very likely that it was suicide due to guilt. When the results come out, we will inform Miss Fang. In the meantime, she may need your ......"

"Suicide with guilt?" Song Han was very surprised by this conclusion.

Who is Fang Youcai? A man who could even betray his own daughter! After only a few days, he will commit suicide with guilt? There seems to be something strange about this.

As a bystander, Song Han is not as godless as Fang Wanqing. But now Wanqing is in great pain, and he has no choice but to comfort and accompany her first.

"Don't worry, then we'll go back first." Song Han held Fang Wanqing in one hand and said goodbye to the policewoman.

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Tang Xinxin sat alone in the corner of the café, she wanted to be alone and quiet, thinking about how to deal with the relationship with Zhai Xiuze.

In the hotel's presidential suite, she hardly gets a moment of silence. As long as Qin Yang is here, they will definitely move to the bed and toss around. It's strange to say, after so many years, every time she has a different freshness with Qin Yang, maybe this is an important reason why she can't do without him.

Thinking of this, Tang Xinxin was taken aback, from the beginning of the relationship between the two of them to the beginning of the transactional relationship, to now thinking that the corners of his mouth will rise unconsciously, what's wrong with her?

A crisp sound of "Ding ......" interrupted her thoughts, and it was the push sound of her mobile phone.

As usual, she wouldn't have checked in such a timely manner, but at the moment she was extraordinarily leisurely. She gently slid her phone away, and after reading the push, her face changed suddenly.