According to Mu Zihan's narration while inspecting Uncle Chen's body, I silently recorded his words. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

According to the stiffness of Uncle Chen's body, Mu Zihan deduced that the time of his death was about 4 hours ago, that is, around 6 o'clock in the afternoon, and at that time, it was almost the time when Wang Xinyan came to our room to look for him, that is, our dinner time.

The cause of death can basically be determined to be suffocation, and the wound on his neck is basically consistent with the rope hanging from his body, that is, Chen Bo was hung by this rope on the chandelier in the ceiling, resulting in his inability to breathe and die.

"This, could it be that Uncle Chen committed suicide?" Seeing this kind of information, and thinking of the door of the data room that had been locked just now, my first reaction was suicide, so I opened my mouth in disbelief.

"This is uncertain and needs to be investigated further." After Mu Zihan examined the corpse, he silently closed his eyes that were still open for Uncle Chen, and said heavily: "As far as I know, Uncle Chen's skills are good. When I heard my dad say that when I was in the police academy, I was known for being able to fight. Even if he was old and weak now, he would not be subdued so easily. So if Uncle Chen didn't commit suicide, then the person who could hang him alive on the ceiling chandelier must not be simple, but in this family, I haven't seen anyone with that ability. Therefore, it is true that the possibility of suicide cannot be ruled out. ”

"Oh, but it doesn't have to be a good skill to hang Uncle Chen to the ceiling. It can be that Chen Bo is first given sleeping pills here, or Chen Bo is suddenly strangled to death with a rope from behind, and then hangs him up. If these are family members that Uncle Chen trusts very much, they should be able to do it easily. I watched Mu Zihan look around in the data room, and I thought about it from a different angle and asked.

"Whether or not sleeping pills are taken, this will not be known until the forensic autopsy. But I don't think it's possible, because Uncle Chen usually drinks tea made by himself, and he has been a criminal police officer for most of his life, so his vigilance must not be weak. It is almost impossible to drug his tea in front of him. Mu Zihan replied: "Moreover, if it is a sneak attack from behind, it is even more impossible." Not to mention that it is almost impossible to strangle him from behind him, stun him, and then move him to this data room and hang him without alarming anyone. After all, don't forget, except for dinner, Aunt Chen is always in the room opposite the reference room. Moreover, even if Aunt Chen didn't pay attention at that time, it would be impossible to completely overlap the strangulation marks caused by the two injuries. ”

"By the way, according to your calculations, Uncle Chen's death time should be around the time of our dinner. But at that time, all of us should have been in the restaurant, and no one had a chance to commit murder. It seems that Uncle Chen really committed suicide, and there is only this one reasonable explanation. "After thinking about it for a while, I felt that this was the only way to give the most reasonable explanation for this case.

"Suicide? Not necessarily. Actually, when we were having dinner, there was a man who was away for a while. Mu Zihan's eyes shrank deeply, and then he seemed to have found a key in a drawer of his desk, so he took it to the door and tried to turn the special door lock with the key.

"You, you won't be suspicious of Chen Weihong, right?" Before dinner, the only person who left the restaurant was Chen Weihong, who was sent by Uncle Chen to find Uncle Chen, but looking at his sad and anxious appearance just now, I don't believe that he would be the murderer of his biological father.

"I doubt anyone but the three of us." Mu Zihan seemed to have found the right key, and after pulling it out of the door lock and putting it in his pocket, he saw Wang Xinyan who was walking back, raised his head and asked, "How is it?" When will the police and ambulance arrive? ”

"It will be an hour at the earliest, and it seems that because of the heavy rain, the car can't drive too fast. Moreover, I also called my father, and he was also shocked by Uncle Chen's matter, and said that he would personally lead the team over. Wang Xinyan whispered with a tear-stained face. It seems that although she has been on the phone just now, she has actually seen the situation inside through the open door, and may even have heard the discussion between me and Mu Zihan.

"Is Uncle Wang personally leading the team? That's great. While I'm still in the middle of this hour, I still have some things to make sure, so let's go to the reception room first. Mu Zihan said, motioning for me to leave the data room, and then closed the heavy door casually.

When the three of us arrived at the reception room, everyone in the family was inside, even the two nannies and the guard driver.

Seeing Mu Zihan walk in, Chen Weihong stood up anxiously and asked, "Brother Zihan, how is it?" Although he had just seen a part of the data room through the window, he hadn't personally checked it after all, so he seemed to be a little lucky in his heart.

“…… Wei Hong, Jie Wai, Chen Bo...... He's gone. Mu Zihan was silent for a while, but still told him the real situation in a heavy tone.

"Bohao ......" Hearing Mu Zihan's words, Aunt Chen, who had been sitting in a daze, finally screamed miserably, cried bitterly, stood up like crazy, rushed to Mu Zihan, grabbed his shoulder and asked, "Zihan, Zihan, tell me, how can this be?" Bohao: Is he really dead? What the hell is going on? Tell me, who is it, who killed Bohao? ......" was incoherent and hysterical, where was the cold feeling when I first saw her, it seemed that Aunt Chen was completely broken.

"Auntie, don't worry, if Uncle Chen is killed, I will definitely help you find the murderer. You still have Wei Hong, you must take care of your body. Mu Zihan kept comforting this suddenly widowed woman, and turned to look at Chen Weihong, who also looked sad, and said, "Weihong, take care of your mother." ”

When Chen Weihong finally persuaded Aunt Chen to return to the sofa, Mu Zihan turned to look at Chen Huijuan, who was also full of tears, and asked: "Sister Huijuan, you said that you looked for Uncle Chen at half past four in the afternoon, so was there anything abnormal in his state at that time?" And why did you go to him? ”

"I ...... I went to him to borrow money. The fashion design company I run has been very difficult to turn around recently, resulting in two months of not being able to pay employees' salaries normally. If this continues, the company will definitely go out of business. This is a company that I have spent so much effort on, just like my own child, how can I bear to watch it die, so I want to borrow money from my father and turn it around first. Chen Huijuan replied in a choked voice: "At that time, everything was normal for Dad." ”

"Really? Did you borrow money then? Mu Zihan then asked.

"No, no...... Dad said he wouldn't lend me any more money. As she spoke, Chen Huijuan lowered her head.

"Of course. In the past few years, you have asked your family how much money you have taken for various reasons? To put it nicely, borrow money! Which time did you pay it back? How can we lend you such a bottomless pit again? I told you a long time ago that I closed the broken company and obediently came to the house to help, but you always didn't listen, everything was self-assertive, and you found such a wretched husband. Wasn't it very arrogant that you were in charge of your own life? Then if you have the ability, don't come back and cry and borrow money! Aunt Chen listened to Chen Huijuan's words, and before Mu Zihan could speak, she shouted at her furiously, as if she wanted to vent the grief in her heart in anger.

"Alright, auntie, don't talk about it." Mu Zihan interrupted Aunt Chen's words, glanced at everyone present with a serious face, and said faintly: "I tell you now, Uncle Chen's death time is around 6 o'clock this evening, that is, when we have dinner. Moreover, it was he who killed, and as for the murderer, it was among us. ”

Homicide? I was stunned, didn't I just say that I couldn't be sure if it was suicide or homicide? Why is Mu Zihan so sure that he killed him now? If Uncle Chen was really killed by him, then ...... Could it be a bizarre murder in a closed room?

(To be continued)