Your friend, the young man named Zhang Shuran, remembered what he said, he said that a voice was calling for Lin Mao, and that Lin Mao would not die if he didn't come out.
I don't know what happened. The more Wang Qi thought about it at this moment, the more strange it became. The ball gown inside his sweater was soaked with sweat. Sweat so much.
Wang Qi left from the window, he returned to the desk, and continued to pick up the confession.
The deceased walked close to a boy in the studio before he died. Coincidentally, the boy Wang Qi had been in contact with him twice, both because of murder.
"Shen Liang..."
Wang Qiyu was about to call, but the young man knocked on the door, saying that the result was out.
He went to the testing room, didn't go in, just sat on the chair outside and smoked, and when he heard footsteps approaching, he asked, "How is it?"
The forensic doctor took off the gloves. "The result came out. The cause of the deceased's death was the water in her stomach. As I guessed, she did not kill him."
Wang Qi silently took a puff of cigarette and waited for the next paragraph.
"No other ingredients were detected in the bottle. There were only the fingerprints of the deceased on the bottle. She had no trauma, and there were no other valuable findings in her stomach."
The forensic doctor said unhurriedly, "We did not find any signs of being bound or struggling on the limbs of the deceased. That is to say, she poured water on herself, which eventually caused her death."
Wang Qi was choked by the smell of smoke, and he coughed loudly, "Why did she water herself? If she just committed suicide, jumping directly into the river or putting her head in the bathtub can achieve the same effect, and it is much easier."
The forensic doctor said, "I don't understand either, but all we can see is the test data."
Wang Qi coughed a lot. With his fingertips, he put out the cigarette and gasped, "Judging from the shoe prints collected at the scene, the deceased never left the bedroom or went to bed after he got into bed. , that is to say, she is drinking water lying on the bed, but the water in a mineral water bottle can only quench her thirst at most, it is not dead."
The forensic doctor did not speak and fell into silence.
Wang Qi rubbed the sun, "The deceased's belly was so high that it was poured into a large bucket of water. How did she fill herself with water, and where did she get the water? Could it be that the bottle can produce water on its own? ?"
A series of questions were lined up in front of him. It was so unbelievable that he had to doubt the truth of the case.
The forensic doctor's meaning is unclear, "Brother Wang, you should stop thinking about this case."
Wang Qi frowned, "What do you mean?"
The forensic doctor said, "The deceased committed suicide, that's what it means."
Wang Qi was a little angry, "Have you ever seen such a method of suicide? Now all the physical evidence points to suicide, but it's obviously very unreasonable, and it's weird everywhere, isn't it?"
"Then what are you going to do? I haven't checked."
"Let me think about it, let me think about it, there are some investigations, there must be some investigations."
Wang Qi went to the other side and inquired about the situation of the deceased's mobile phone.
A colleague said, "The fingerprints on the mobile phone belong to the deceased. Her last call was to her family. The call lasted three minutes and twelve seconds. This has been confirmed by her family."
"By the way, there is a text message in the draft box of the deceased."
Wang Qi asked, "What's the content?"
He took the note from his colleague with a sentence on it - I will always be by your side, watch over you, and never leave you.
As a big old man, Wang Qi has married and had children, and became a father, but he has never been exposed to this kind of confession of love and love.
Just a minor, still in the third year of high school, is the emotional realization so high? Accompanying, guarding, never abandoning, these words are just casual words, is it really a promise, an oath
Wang Qi rolled up the note and stuffed it in his pocket, "Did you find anything else?"
A colleague said, "The album of the deceased is full of paintings, and the signature on those paintings is not her own, but a person named Shen Liang."
Shen Liang's name entered Wang Qi's mind for the second time. He went to the studio alone, very low-key and fast, and when he got there, he called out the person alone.
Shen Liang was in the cold wind, "Officer Wang, do you have anything to do with me?"
Wang Qi took out a photo from the inner pocket of the leather jacket, "Student Shen, do you know this girl?"
Shen Liang glanced at the photo, "I know, what's up?"
Wang Qi didn't put away the photos, "I heard that your relationship is very good."
Shen Liang didn't say anything else, but admitted, "Yes, the two of us are talking more.