After separating from Jiang Yan, Schumann went directly back to the city bureau.

At this time, no one on the team was there. Because there was no case recently, Schumann told everyone to do what they should do. In the huge office of the criminal police team, she was the only one left.

Sitting at his desk, Schumann was the boss with his eyes open, but he was just looking ahead, motionless.

Her heart is in turmoil right now, very messy, very messy!

After a morning of investigation and news, it is now almost certain that Jiang Wenyue's death is not as simple as it seems. But even so, it still can't be proved that Jiang Wenyue did not commit suicide.

After all, she saw it with her own eyes, including herself.

But if not suicide, what is?

Coercion?

Or is there a problem with your mental state?

Mental state!

As soon as these words came out of his mind, Schumann's eyes immediately appeared in front of him when Jiang Wenyue died last night.

The situation was so urgent that she didn't have time to look into it. Thinking about it now, Schumann suddenly felt that Jiang Wenyue's mental state was very wrong at that time.

When she plunged the knife into her neck, the expression on her face was very calm, as if she didn't feel pain.

Later, lying on the ground, a pair of eyes were also empty, until the moment he found himself, he seemed to suddenly wake up from a dream, clutching his arm.

Her lips were pursed, as if she had something to say.

This discovery caused the blood in Schumann's body to flow rapidly, rushing, shouting, and repeatedly trapping wild beasts one by one, rampage, trying to find an exit.

Thinking of this, Schumann hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and dialed the phone number that Jiang Yan had left for her before they broke up.

The phone rang only twice before it was connected, Jiang Yan's voice was lazy, but with a hint of ridicule:

"What, you missed me just after we separated?"

Schumann didn't have time to argue with him at this time, so he went straight to the point:

"Let me ask you, how is Jiang Wenyue's physical condition? Do you have a history of illness or psychological ......?"

"Schumann!"

Jiang Yan gently opened his lips and interrupted Schumann's words. Because she had only said the beginning, he had already guessed the purpose of her call.

Pause:

"Litian Century is a formal listed company, and it treats employees very humanely. Every year, a systematic and comprehensive physical examination will be arranged for all employees from the president manager to the cleaning and cleaning staff.

So I'm pretty sure that Jiang Wenyue is in very good physical and psychological condition.

If you don't believe it, her physical examination report is still in the company's personnel department, you can come and read it at any time! ”

Jiang Yan finished speaking without emotion, and Schumann didn't say anything. In fact, the purpose of her call was just to confirm.

After all, Jiang Yan can only be sick alone, and he can't find another sick secretary.

"I see!"

With a quick sentence, Schumann had already hung up the phone.

Jiang Yan looked at the mobile phone screen with the words "call over", and couldn't help frowning slightly.

It's so hot, it's still the same as before!

It's just that she suddenly called to ask Jiang Wenyue's physical condition, does it mean ......

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan's dark eyes like an eagle falcon suddenly flashed with a faint light.