Wang Xiao lay comfortably on the bed and communicated with everyone in the prosperous world. Wu Hongcheng was not so lucky. It's rare to go to bed early and sleep one night, but before I fall asleep, I was called out of bed again.

Wu Hongcheng has been very annoyed recently, although he said that Chen Husheng was moved to find some trouble for Wang Xiao and let him have a show to watch. But that's just a small revenge for a few verbal arguments. Perhaps there is a little bit of a lack of lackeys in this revenge. The anger of luck, Wang Xiao and the Fan family's affairs are yellow, maybe he will be a little happier. But these are not worth mentioning compared to his troubles. Of course, if he knew that a few verbal arguments at the class assembly he was worried about would lead him to a catastrophe, I believe he would not have taken this matter so lightly.

What bothered him was that a leader who was originally good friends suddenly changed his face.

In the community developed by their company, the building has already been capped, and the relevant materials have been submitted for approval according to the regulations, and the pre-sale certificate of the commercial housing that should have been obtained a few days earlier has been carded. The unlicensed house could not be sold, and he could only watch the daily bank interest and various losses continue to increase. He called the leader several times, and the leader on the phone didn't make any requests and had a good attitude, but he didn't issue a certificate. He didn't ask for help, but when there was no movement, he knew that the man was going to be a demon.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, it was almost twelve o'clock, and the man actually called him and asked him to come to his company to wait, and he wanted someone to see him. him inexplicably, what the hell are you going to do in the middle of the night. Where to see it is not good, in Wuji Palace, in the rich man, or even in which tea room and which foot-washing city, he can figure it out. But when I asked him to wait in his office in the middle of the night, he didn't understand what it meant.

But how can a man not bow his head under a low eaves? can mix well, this understanding is still there. If they have to ask him to go, they can only wait.

It's a big deal that you do the first year of junior high school, and I do the fifteenth, don't let me find a chance. Before going downstairs to the car, he thought with some hatred.

When he got up, his wife thought that he had been seduced by a vixen again, and he had to fool around in the middle of the night, so she had a seizure, and scolded him until he got dressed and went downstairs, which made him even more depressed.

When he arrived at the building, he drove the car to his dedicated parking space, parked it, and walked towards the building.

At the entrance of the building, he used the remote control to disarm the alarm system, and the sensor door resumed its work, and now there is a security system, and the security guards are only in the monitoring room at night.

When he entered, one of the two security guards in the monitoring room climbed on the console to sleep, and the other was on the console, reclining on a chair and watching a movie on his mobile phone, and no one noticed his arrival.

As he walked inside, he called the man to tell him that he had arrived, and the man asked him to go to his office, turn on the lights in his office and wait.

", what the hell is this!" He couldn't help but scold. Who will still touch the dark when they enter their office in the middle of the night, and they have to say it deliberately. Is it difficult to say what code is necessary?

Hongcheng Building has a total of 32 floors, and his office is located on the 30th floor, the reason why he did not choose the top floor is because when the building was first built a few years ago, it was a relatively tall building in Xidu, so his father made the upper two floors into a restaurant with a view.

When he got to the office, he turned on the lights and turned on all the lights and turned them on brightly. Then he sat down in his chair and waited for the ancestor to come to the door.

Who knows that the left can't wait, the right can't wait, I waited for almost half an hour, no one came, no one said, and there was no phone.

He had to take the initiative to make a phone call and ask where the man was, but the man told him that something was not coming, let's talk about it another day, and then hung up the phone.

He. Damn, your grandfather in the middle of the night. He was out of anger.

Raised his left hand holding the phone high, and was about to throw it, but he held back again. The phone is not distressed, but the data is troublesome.

The breath in his chest really didn't come out, and he grabbed his favorite porcelain cup with his right hand and threw it out. The cup fell on the carpet and rolled, but it didn't break.

He strode over, picked up the cup he had bought for more than 20,000 yuan, threw it hard, smashed it against the wall, and finally smashed it to pieces, crackling and falling everywhere, on the sofa, on the armrest, and on the carpet.

He stood there again and gasped a few more breaths, calmed down a bit, and then turned off the lights and went out, ready to go to the new bag. The raised female college student went there to vent her anger.

He strode to the elevator hall, looked at the elevator that was parked on the thirtieth floor, and was about to press it. Suddenly, he stepped into the air and fell headlong.

Listening to the wind whistling in his ears, he thought, what is going on? Why did I just step on the empty foot, and how did I pay it back for so long?

He hadn't figured it out. Therefore, the weightlessness of falling from a height did not cause him the slightest fear.

He kept falling, thinking all the time. Until the 'horn' sounded, it slammed into the floor on the first floor, smashing his head to pieces, and red and white splatters were everywhere. He didn't scream, didn't struggle at all.

The two security guards, one still asleep, the other looking at the phone, no one noticed anything unusual.

Before Wang Xiao went to bed, Yelena reported that she had already received Wu Hongcheng.

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At 8:29 in the morning, Secretary Shu came to the door of the building. Although the secretary did not do a good job, and was even scolded several times by Mr. Wu's wife, she was still very loyal. Secretaries can't just be vases, nor can they have only one purpose, that's her opinion, and that's what makes her different from the 'secretaries' who couldn't leave or didn't have to work for months before. So there is no accident, she is always one of the first people to arrive at the company, and she automatically takes on the position of supervising the 'hundred officials'.

There was no security guard at the entrance of the building, but the sensor door had already been opened, and she thought to herself that this issue would have to be mentioned at the next meeting, and this security captain could not be a sheep herder.

Just thinking about it, I saw a mess on the ground again, and this cleaning had to be beaten.

Then, she saw the mess clearly, and involuntarily let out a scream.

A burly man, face down on the ground, his hands and feet spread out in large letters, his head had been torn apart, blood and brains were splattered everywhere, and she had stepped on quite a few feet, even a little white flower that had been thrown onto the tips of her pink shoes as she walked.

Nauseated, she covered her mouth and rushed out of the hall, crawling on the edge of the flower bed and vomiting.

It didn't take long for the terrible sirens to pierce the morning fog that had not yet dissipated, and the hearts of those who heard it couldn't help but stir.

A cordon was drawn at the entrance of Hongcheng Building, blocking hundreds of employees who came to work, and the employees who did not know why were talking about it, and the gossip was constantly spreading by word of mouth, and there were all kinds of theories.

In the building, at the entrance of the elevator hall, Xiao Lin, a talented criminal policeman, stood there for a long time, constantly looking up at the ceiling lamp on the roof of the elevator hall on the first floor, and then looking at the male corpse on the ground and the forensic doctor squatting next to the male corpse, and then looking around at the splatters of blood and brains.

Repeating this all the time, his master, Officer Chen, said, "Stop, stop, your head is shaking me so much." ”

He stopped and asked involuntarily, "Master, do you say that you can fall to death if you fall from this floor?" ”

The identity of the person who fell to his death has been clarified, it is the owner of this building, Wu Hongcheng, the young owner and general manager of Hongcheng Real Estate. His family is already on their way. The time of the fall is also certain, the forensic doctor has already given it, it was about 0:40 in the morning last night, and it has not been more than nine hours until now, but this scene is disturbing.

His master said, "What do you want! ”

But Officer Chen also understands that looking at the traces of this sputtering, the proper first scene, it is very difficult to fake this. If the scene were at the entrance of the building, it would be simple. From the thirtieth floor of the deceased's office or even from the twentieth floor, to the first floor, falling like this, there is no problem at all, only the difference between suicide and homicide.

But at this, Officer Chen involuntarily looked up at the ceiling lamp on the roof of the first floor directly above the male corpse. Tut-tut, can't help but smack the lips.

In this case, the living treasure has to be responsible. Otherwise, if it turns out to be a confusing result in the end, the case will not be closed.

Thinking about it, he took out the phone, stepped aside, and made a phone call to communicate with someone.

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Chen Yunshi was chatting with Zhang Jie in a good mood, and the phone rang again. As soon as I picked it up, there was a strange case that needed their trash can to be loaded.

stood up helplessly, called his partner Zhang Jie, and went to the place where the crime occurred.

When they arrived at the Hongcheng Building, the colleagues had already completed the inquest, and the bodies had been pulled away, leaving only the spots on the ground that had not been cleaned up.

Chen Yunshi looked at the lines drawn on the ground, and then looked at the blood and slurry on the side, and couldn't help retching a few times. She came to the office as soon as she could, although she had seen similar scenes a few times, but she had not yet gotten used to it.

The people who should be asked, the security guards, the wife of the deceased, etc., have already been asked. Surveillance has also been adjusted. The middle and senior management of the company, who had more contact with the deceased, were already being asked. As for ordinary employees, they will have to go to the back and ask people who may be relevant as needed.

In fact, when she and Zhang Jie came, they just went through the motions, and then pinched their noses to take the case. As long as they take the case, they will complete the task. As for whether they can be solved, there are several unsolved cases that the experts in the ministry have no clue to learn from the past, and they don't have much pressure.

After walking around the scene and seeing that other colleagues were busy, Chen Yunshi and Zhang Jie stood next to the white line that drew the shape of the deceased falling to death, looked at the ceiling lamp for a while, and then followed them back home.

In the event of a homicide, the task force must still be established, and the rule that a murder must be solved must not be broken. Chen Yunshi and Zhang Jie are the people in charge of this murder case, but their positions are low, and the leader of the task force cannot do it. I don't have much ability to solve cases, basically listening to other people's analysis, helping others with chores, and sorting out information.

So there was a strange scene, the person in charge of the case was not in charge of the task force, and even did not care about the case. Others are so busy that their feet don't touch the ground, but she and Zhang Jie can only be called by others to do chores, but in fact, they are still internal staff.

The name has to be hung, the miscellaneous has to be beaten, and the pot has to be carried back, the reality is so helpless.