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"Not only that." Qin Mo walked to the door and looked back at Bo Jiu: "There is no surveillance in the entire corridor, which means that even if someone really follows her, there will be no trace left."

Bo Jiu also noticed this.

So it becomes difficult to take evidence.

"In terms of psychology, a woman's sixth sense is not without basis." Qin Mo's voice was very light: "Psychological behavior will come faster than what the eyes see."

As the first crime scene, there are inevitably police personnel.

Even if the person involved is gone, traces of on-site protection will be left.

The cases that cause sensation will not be responsible for ordinary departments, but will naturally be handed over to the serious crime team.

As soon as Bo Jiu entered, he saw the Huang Qun with a solemn expression.

“Have you found it?”

Qin Mo asked this sentence.

Of course, Director Huang would shake his head and shake his mouse with his white gloves: "I just checked it. No one else recorded the video. It was indeed this notebook that recorded her behavior. From the perspective of video, it was the same. It completely ruled out the possibility of homicide, and also her swallowing medicine before her death. The medicine bottle has been found. It is very ordinary sleeping pills, but if the amount of medicine is large, it can be fatal. Her action of drinking medicine is not forced by others. This time your judgment should be wrong."

Director Huang sighed: "The possibility of suicide is 99%.

"Isn't it still one percent?" Qin Mo walked over and looked at the things very carefully, and even he picked up the teacup.

There are traces of coffee left in the cup, and there is a silhouette next to it, which is specially used for making coffee.

The room is not particularly tidy, but it has a certain mood.

There are two words written on the cup, come on.

"This cup is customized." Bo Jiu was familiar with this kind of thing. He turned his fingers and sure enough, the names of several people were engraved under the cup, all of which were single words.

Director Huang said, "This cup was given by readers in a joint letter. Is there any problem?"

"No." Bo Jiu raised his eyes: "I just feel that people who are loved by so many people will not choose to commit suicide."

Director Huang paused: "You are just your emotional guess."

He didn't want to believe it, and he left alone in this way.

"Let's find evidence." Director Huang had met the mother of the deceased. She kept holding his hand and said, "You believe me, my daughter will not commit suicide. I beg you, believe me."

Director Huang has seen too many such scenes, and he doesn't know how to comfort the other party.

But I have never seen such a mother. I confirmed that her daughter did not commit suicide and asked him to find clues.

Because of this, he kept hesitating, even the scene was the same.

But... no evidence was found.

After the deceased came in that night, no one had ever been to this floor of the elevator again.

There is no surveillance in the corridor, and all clues come from neighbors.

But the neighbor slept early, just an office worker, from nine to five, and didn't think anything was wrong.

"What about the neighbor?" Qin Mo put down the cup.

Director Huang pointed to the next door: "This is the second time he has asked him to take a record, he still has to work."

The man was really busy. He raised his hand and looked at his face, with a little dry mouth: "I said everything I should say. I really didn't know anything and didn't hear any movement. It was normal that day, and there were no suspicious people."

Qin Mo and Bo Jiu came over and heard this sentence.

Qin Mo sat opposite the neighbor: "What about the rest of the time except that day? Have you ever seen anyone come to her?"

"I have seen it three or four times." The neighbor recalled: "There is a woman with curly hair who has been here recently. She opened the door. It should be her friend. But when you say that, I remembered that about two days ago, a tall and thin man came out of her. I always thought that the man was a thief. For five or six days, she also asked me if I had been thieves in the building, but these should have nothing to do with the case. Anyway, it was normal that day and nothing happened."

Qin Mo paused with the message: "I understand, thank you for your cooperation, you can go to work."

The man breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Qin Mo: "I hope you can solve the case sooner. This person is good. When he goes out, he always greets me in the elevator. I always forgot to bring the keys. I always ask the next door to help me open the building door. Now I'm leaving. I'm telling the truth in my heart, and I feel scared and empty. If you have any questions in the future, you can still ask me, just try to get off work and ask again."

"good."

Here, Qin Mo closed the notebook.

Over there, Bo Jiu had already called Sister Gui, and the first question came up was: "Does she have a boyfriend?"

Without having to name who she is, Sister Gui also knows that her voice is still sandy: "No, she usually writes articles and even has few blind dates, and there are not many male friends, and they are all in her hometown. I have advised her to find a boyfriend as soon as possible, so that she won't feel so uncomfortable."

"Everyone is in my hometown? Have you ever been to Jiangcheng recently?" Bo Jiu asked carefully.

Sister Gui is not a stupid person: "No, Spades, have you found something?"

"It's a bit." Bo Jiu's voice was very light: "It's not convenient to reveal it, but as her friend, I want to learn from you about her usual social situation and what kind of person she is."

Sister Gui seemed to relax a little: "She has many friends, but usually, she doesn't talk about her topics. What she encountered in the end is also a matter of work. Few people in reality know about her pseudonym. This is probably the characteristics of us writers. The Internet and life are separate. But this injustice has hit her too hard. She has thought of closing the pen like me. In fact, to put it bluntly, everyone has times when they can't hold on, but I don't believe she will commit suicide. Do you know, Spades, she said she always believes that justice may be late, but it will never be absent."

Bo Jiu was shocked.

"As for what kind of person she is," Sister Gui's eyes moved slightly: "Look at the words she wrote."

When Bo Jiu heard this, his eyes turned sideways and found that the great god was already sitting in front of the computer, sliding his right mouse with his right hand.

He was reading the story, the word document left by the computer owner.

After Bo Jiu hung up the phone, he walked over.

Word documents are automatically saved.

Since the notebook has not been turned off, the cursor stays.

It's where she finished typing.

Write this passage there.

"It feels like living in hell, perhaps a place that is more terrifying than hell, but the miracle is that the more flowers bloom in hell, the more tenacious it is. I am glad to meet you, and with your company, I wrote what I want to write. Many people think this is a battle, but it is not. I just made the weakest sound after encountering injustice. I hope that such a voice can affect some people. I hope that they will not become the people who raise wild animals and thieves, which will make the original creators feel heartbroken. I hope that after graduation, they can also make a brave voice when they encounter injustice. Don't be stuck in their hearts. I hope that they know that no matter how lonely and scared they are now, there will always be a group of people who will give you a hug through the surging crowd. You are not alone, justice is still there, and human nature cannot be interpreted, but I will be with you, just like you have accompanied me..."

Bo Jiu doesn’t understand this industry, but he still has the minimum reading comprehension ability.

"People who can write these words will not commit suicide. The main thing is the last sentence... I will accompany you." Bo Jiu turned sideways from Qin Mo and pointed his fingers on the screen: "This sentence means continuing."

Qin Mo glanced at the boy's pointed chin and was very close to him: "It's very smart, but this cannot be used as evidence."

Director Huang nodded.

Bo Jiu's fingers were about to clench them.

Qin Mo pressed her head and rubbed her: "However, no one can still drink coffee before committing suicide, and it is certain that our previous speculation is correct. Someone is approaching her..."

Before Qin Mo could finish his words, a burst of applause rang out from there.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time." It was Smith. He was still wearing a straight suit, with a bit of British style, making himself look like a famous detective: "After hearing Mr. Qin's slightly creepy remarks, I know why Mr. Qin felt that someone was approaching her, it was simply because the witnesses' testimony about the thief, the thief did exist, and had entered her room, and might even steal her things. But these had nothing to do with her suicide. No trace of anyone was left at the first scene, whether it was fingerprints or other traces. Even the reason for the death of the deceased was the sleeping pills she took herself. Forcibly considering homicides will only make her uncomfortable and escape sanctions. However, China seems to have no special laws in this regard. Now the infringer has been released on bail and has not been affected. This case should end here."

Director Huang was about to say something.

Smith spoke again, and there was a piece of paper in his hand: "The above has issued an order. I am fully responsible for this case, so I have to ask the outside staff in the group to go out. It would be better if some speculations end here."

As he said that, Smith made an inviting move to Qin Mo.

Director Huang is really unbearable to this bad temper.

Qin Mo's expression was a bit careless.

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows. After all, when the great god looks like this, the other party will only be even more unlucky.

I didn't expect to meet the gaze of the great god.

Smith should have regarded the great god as a strong enemy, so he was so handsome that he was approaching, just to make a tit-for-tat meaning.

But he didn't notice the look the great god cast at her.

To a certain extent, Bo Jiu and Qin Mo still have a good understanding.

After detecting the great god's sight, Bo Jiu brushed his body and there was something on his left, and then he picked up his left hand into his pocket as if nothing had happened.

Director Huang paused, but he knew what the boy took away, the medicine box in his palm.

It’s just that who asked the boy to take this medicine box, it’s obvious.

What do they want to do with this evidence?

Director Huang still couldn't see through it, but he didn't say it out.

one day.

Give these two people another day.

If today's day has passed and the result is still suicide, then the parents of the deceased will only be allowed to go back.

Director Huang is so big, but he can't face that mother.

Because as an old detective, he knew very well that there was something wrong with the case, but without evidence, he could not talk nonsense.

Everything must be spoken by reason.

He hopes to be based on those two people.

Smith was still enjoying his superiority in front of Qin Mo. He didn't notice Bo Jiu's actions at all. He smiled and said, "You should submit your temporary certificate first. If you don't inform me, you will come to the scene of the crime. We are very passive in our work."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rest of the Crime Team looked at this side. What are you trying to do to undermine Mr. Qin?

Director Huang's face also changed, and he looked very ugly.

Smith still said the same thing: "Since I am fully responsible, I cannot be vague about such matters. Mr. Qin, offended me."

This time, Qin Mo didn't even look at him.

With a swish!

It seemed as if some document had been slashed through his cheek and poked directly on the wooden table behind him.

One minute to enter the wood.

It made people shocked.

Qin Mo himself had nothing to do, so he took the boy out of the apartment.

Director Huang was so angry that his teeth were itchy. Was Smith here to harm him? He finally made that person a member of their crime team.

The other party didn't want to, so he only got a temporary certificate.

Now people even throw back their certificates, and it is difficult to get them back!

This Smith, either there is a pit in his head or your grandma has a problem!

When Director Huang thought of this, his eyes sank. Could it be him?

The undercover agent who was discovered when Qin Mo and the others approached the drug dealer?

It's not sure, so you still need to observe.

Smith didn't have much abnormality.

At this time, Bo Jiu and Qin Mo who walked out of the apartment got into the car.

Bo Jiu spread his palms, which was a bottle of medicine and evidence at the crime scene.

"Do you suspect there is something wrong with this bottle of medicine?" Bo Jiu asked Qin Mo.

Qin Mo pressed his finger on her wound again. Seeing that she was no longer in pain, he said, "No problem, it seems that he has healed, and his amazing recovery."

Upon hearing this, Bo Jiu muttered in a low voice: "As the domineering president, how can he be defeated by such a small injury?"

"What did you say?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows.

Bo Jiu cleared his throat and smiled: "It's nothing." The great god's ears are really useful.

"Is that right?" Qin Mo asked slowly: "Why did I hear the four words "The Money Master"?"

Bo Jiu looked serious: "You heard it wrong."

Qin Mo glanced at her casually, especially because she looked serious and wanted to pinch her.

Qin Mo really reached out to pinch his face, and put down the bait: "Do you want to listen to my analysis?"

"Of course." Bo Jiu knew that the great god must have found something.

Qin Mo took his hand back and looked noble: "Then let's be honest."

Bo Jiu: "Am I distrustful?"

The master: "The bath I promised to take was not taken yet."
Chapter completed!