Zhen: Are you there
Azhen: I can't sleep, I'm so painful, can you talk to me
Azhen:
Babe: I'm going, so, it's just a love affair, why have you not turned the article, your mind is too narrow, right
Azhen: I want to die!
Babe: Come on, let's wash and sleep quickly!
Meh: When you're sad, listen less to those sad songs, less watch those crying Korean dramas, read more unrestrained poems, man, if you are small, you will think more, like a brother, you will be heartless. How great!
Azhen: Thank you!
Baa: Okay, don't think about it, go to sleep, that man is a scum, there is no need to shed tears for him, who has never experienced such a thing of falling in love, you should be mature!
Zhen: Okay.
Zhen: I'm sorry to disturb you.
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Azhen: Hello, this is Zhang Jianjun, a police officer from the Long'an Public Security Bureau. The owner of the plane fell from a building half an hour ago and died. I need to verify her identity with you.
Baa: I withdrew a message
Baa: Stop teasing me, how could she commit suicide.
A Zhen: Tell me your cell phone number! ! !
Babe: I'll go, really!
In the middle of the night on September 25, the police lights under Taohuayuan Community flickered, and the police cordon surrounded the fallen woman. The police were taking pictures and fixing them. Some residents in pajamas ran down to watch and were stopped by the police outside the cordon.
Lao Zhang held the phone with the broken screen in his hand. On WeChat, the friend who finally chatted with the deceased finally sent her identity information. The deceased was named Ai Lizhen, who graduated from XX University and has been working for three years. Work as a telemarketer in an investment company.
Lao Zhang copied the information down and looked at the female corpse on the ground with emotion: "Oh, young."
A policeman came down and said, "No outsider has ever entered the house. The door is locked and the window is open. I found this on the table!" It was a suicide note, and some of the writing was blurred. Old Zhang smelled it under his nose. , Make sure it was wet with tears.
"It seems that I committed suicide, so quickly take the body away! Hey, don't take pictures, there is nothing to look at, go back to sleep!" The last sentence was said by a smiling young man holding his phone to take pictures outside the cordon.
When a car drove into the community, two young men ran down and rushed into the cordon despite the police's obstruction. Lao Zhang said, "Why, get out, the police are handling the case!"
A drunken young man in a red plaid shirt cried and pointed at himself, "I was the one on WeChat just now, Babe, I killed her! I should have found out, why didn't I find out... Azhen, Azhen , Wake up!"
The young man knelt beside the corpse and wept. The young man in a leather jacket was standing beside him with a sad expression. He shook his head and sighed for a while, then took out a cigarette and prepared to light it.
Lao Zhang said: "No smoking here!"
"I don't smoke, I want to pay homage to A Zhen."
"You don't have to be hypocritical!" Red Grid stood up and gave him a push. "Police officer, get him up. It was this scumbag who played with her emotions and caused Azhen to commit suicide! It's all your fault!"
"What are you talking about? The last person she contacted was you. If it weren't for you, would she die?" The leather jacket fought back.
The two of them were about to be pinched, and the police quickly persuaded them to drive away. Old Zhang heard that they were drunk and asked, "Who drove the car?"
The leather jacket pointed at the red plaid, "He!"
"Drunk driving, take it away!"
Red Grid yelled and was taken off, still trying to kick his leather jacket to vent his anger. When he was taken into the police car, he was still shouting: "Aqiang, you will be retributed, absolutely!"
Hearing the word "retribution", the leather jacket felt lingering, and Lao Zhang came over and asked: "What is your name? What is the relationship with the deceased?"
"Gu Daqiang, just broke up with her."
"Because of what?"
"Because I am empathizing, don’t fall in love, you ask any one of our friends, they will say that, in fact, it is not! I know that it is not good to say bad things about the dead, but Azhen is too insecure and suspicious, as long as I am late After replying to the text message in one second, she suspected that I was with another woman. Do you know why we quarreled last time? Didn’t a certain province in the south be flooded? The unit organized donations. I donated 1,000 yuan. This When she knew the matter, she started to think about it. She said that my ex-girlfriend was from that province. Was it because of this reason that she donated so much? I said you were crazy, and I refused to answer her unreasonable question, so she cried and made trouble again, and finally I really couldn't stand it anymore, so I broke up. About a week after the breakup, I had another girlfriend. When this matter reached her ears, she began to make random associations, thinking that I had already empathized. That's why I broke up and complained to people everywhere. Like Xianglin's wife, our friends all came to Xingshi to ask the crime, do you think I was wronged? Police officer, she committed suicide, right? It has nothing to do with me!"
"Is the suicide we are still investigating? What was the name of that guy just now?"
"Liu Qin, we are all classmates."
"You two are together?"
"We were clubbing just now, and we have been at the bar from ten o'clock in the evening until we just received a text message, the Blue Bird Bar on Erma Road."
While listening, Lao Zhang briefly recorded the information, and finally said: "Okay, thank you for your cooperation, leave a contact information, and we will let you know if there is progress later."
Gu Daqiang shook his head, "No, she must have committed suicide. I should have thought of it long ago. I want to be quiet for these two days."
Gu Daqiang said goodbye.
After the site investigation was completed, the police loaded the body into the car and returned to the bureau. Zhang is on duty tonight. In fact, he has been exposed to too many suicide cases since the police. Compared with the earth-shaking homicides in peacetime, it is nothing. Big event.
Back in the bureau, a policeman came over with a detention document and asked Lao Zhang to sign it. When he saw that it said "Liu Qin", Lao Zhang said, "He is driving under the influence. Why did he get here?"
"You didn't say it at the time!"
"Forget it, let's put it here first, tomorrow I will go to say hello to the traffic police and let them deal with it."
Before leaving get off work, Lao Zhang went to take a look at Liu Qin. He sat in the single detention room very depressed. Lao Zhang asked, "Are you awake?"
Liu Qin nodded.
"Although there are not many cars at night, it is too dangerous for you. I know it happened suddenly, but there are no exceptions before the law."
"Did she leave a suicide note or something?"
"I left one, but I can't show it to you now, we have to wait for us to completely rule out the suspicion of homicide."
"I really shouldn't have said those things at the time, really... I'm a pig, why didn't I notice it!" Liu Qin covered his face with great pain, "You can punish me. I'll be shot in jail. I killed her!"
Lao Zhang shook his head, "Don't blame yourself, people are gone, you can rest here!"