Chapter 6: Suicide note from the corpse

"At present, the preliminary appearance is determined to be suicide," Liu Weihao pulled out a photo from Wen Jiàn's folder, "There is a bottle of sleeping pills on the table completely placed there, a glass of cold water, it should have been left for a long time, and the death seems to be peaceful, and there is no sign of struggle." ”

Fang Jun pointed to the paper under the deceased's left hand in the photo, "What is this?" ”

"This is a suicide note left by the deceased, we didn't show it for fear of destroying the evidence at the crime scene, but I took a look at it, and it probably contained an introduction to the distribution of my estate. ”

"Hmm...... Gone?" Fang Jun looked at the Wen Jiàn clip in his hand and raised his head.

"And then there is the specific situation of the deceased," Liu Weihao shrugged, "I don't think I need to introduce you more to this." ”

"The presentation, the blood analysis, the fingerprint ......"

"You also know, today is the weekend and we haven't been at work, and we have just received a report, although we have already notified our colleagues in the Forensic Section, so ......" Without waiting for Fang Jun to finish the list, Liu Weihao interrupted directly, showing a helpless wry smile.

Disarmed and surrendered, Fang Jun stuffed Wen Jiàn back into Liu Weihao's hand and walked towards the open door on the fourth floor.

Yu Haojie, male, 30 years old, a well-known retail businessman in City A, owns four stores with a market value of more than 7 million, and is also an ordinary drinking friend who has crossed paths several times at Fang Jun's wine table.

Yuehua community as one of the best communities in city A, housing prices in this city can be described as unique, although it is a building, from the outside it seems to be just a door, but into it is a unique hole, three-story composite suite, the total area is at least not less than two hundred square meters, which is indeed a bit too big for Yu Haojie and his wife to live.

As soon as he entered the door, Fang Jun saw his immediate boss, Luo Rui walked in his direction, "You know the specific situation." ”

"Well," Fang Jun looked up in the direction of the second floor, "I want to go and see the specific situation of the crime scene." ”

Compared with the magnificence of the whole house, the study area is not large, but the decoration is antique, which seems to be a little out of place with this splendid building.

On the mahogany desk, a figure was prostrate on the table, motionless, and his body was already cold.

He's dead.

A cup of cold tea in his hand silently told everyone around him that the time of the crime was far away from this moment.

Fang Jun put on his gloves and walked over, glanced at the furnishings on the table, there was nothing special different from the photo, a glass of cold water on the left, a well-covered bottle of sleeping pills, a signature pen on the right, a stack of books in front of the table and the other party together, a few points of white paper and black writing, thrown aside, crumbling on the pile of books.

Fang Jun picked it up and took a look, it turned out to be a summons from the court.

"You should know a lot more about him lately than we do. Liu Weihao was already standing behind Fang Jun unconsciously.

For Yu Haojie, this year is indeed unfavorable, and the unsatisfactory property income of the business is secondary, due to being blackmailed and deceived, his capital turnover has been paralyzed several times, and now looking at the summons of the court, Fang Jun does not need to read the content, and probably knows the outline of the content.

"I've only heard him say it once or twice, and I don't know the specifics. ”

Fang Jun's gaze fell on the suicide note of his left hand.