It was not until three days later that the man's body was fished out of the river. After checking the surveillance system, we found only the man alone, and he jumped into the river by himself.
At that time, some elderly people said that he had encountered a ghost, but now it seems that the man was not suffering from hysteria and had a sudden mental disorder, which led to his suicidal behavior.
Therefore, in areas where mental illness is not taken seriously, it is indeed very difficult to judge whether someone has committed suicide just by looking at their behavior during their lifetime.
But Fang Ze didn't just rely on this to make his judgment.
He pointed to the exhibition rack erected next to the desk and said, "Judging from the style of the room, Wang Teng should be a person who has very strict requirements for neatness. Therefore, it is impossible for him to tolerate the misalignment of the figures on the exhibition rack, and the weapons. Things like breaking and the base not fitting.
There is only one possibility for this situation to happen, that is, before Wang Teng died, he had a fight with others, causing his body to hit the exhibition cabinet. Although the murderer restored the display cabinet after the murder, he was not Wang Teng and would not understand how valuable a person who bought so many action figures would be. We will never allow weapons to break causing defects in the figures. "
"Well, I also agree with my senior brother's statement that Wang Teng did not commit suicide." Wu Xiaoxi put on her gloves and carefully opened the deceased's left hand.
"You see, Wang Teng's left hand does not have a callus from long-term use. Coupled with the previous video of Wang Teng taken by Charlotte at the casino, we can conclude that Wang Teng is not a left-hander. This will further prove that Wang Teng is not left-handed. Teng’s death was not suicide.”
"Indeed." At this time, Xia Luo was more inclined to believe that Wang Teng was killed by him. Because it is difficult for a person who is not left-handed to hold a knife with his left hand and cut his right wrist to commit suicide.
"Then an acquaintance committed the crime this time." Charlotte said while carefully observing the surrounding environment.
"The tables, floors, and display cabinets all have traces of being wiped, which proves that the murderer did not wear gloves when committing the crime. That's why he needed to clean his fingerprints."
"Call the police and leave the rest to the police." Fang Ze squatted beside the desk and took a look and said, "After the exhibition cabinet was knocked down, the parts of the figures fell behind the desk. The man was cleaning it. When leaving traces, we ignored this place, so the dust here will faithfully record that person’s fingerprints.”
After finding the clues, Fang Ze and Wu Xiaoxi, who were not suitable to stay here and wait for the police, walked out first.
"There are no cameras in the community." After Fang Ze came out, he looked around.
"Don't worry, it doesn't happen." Wu Xiaoxi said, "In terms of infrastructure, the more developed areas always lag behind."
"That's true." The two of them walked out of the community and avoided the cameras on the street. Then Fang Ze asked Wu Xiaoxi, "Let me take you back first."
"By the way, senior brother." After Wu Xiaoxi returned to the office and saw that Fang Ze had no idea of going up, she asked, "I have always wanted to ask if the medicine that made me smaller was from the Conan comic. APTX4869.”
"Just take it as it is." Fang Ze didn't say anything clearly, but patted Wu Xiaoxi's head and said, "Everyone has only one chance to choose life. Although your first half of life was not very good, fortunately you have A chance to reshuffle and live again, just enjoy every day.”
"Actually, living is really a troublesome thing." Wu Xiaoxi replied, "My current life can only be regarded as dawdling."
"Dazing around is the best life." Fang Ze turned away and waved his hand, "Let's contact you later."
Back at the small casino, Fang Ze sat next to Tsunade who was playing cards.
"Is he dead?" Tsunade guessed, probably smelling blood from Fang Ze's body.
"Yes. Even in a seemingly peaceful place, people die for no reason from time to time."
"Death is everywhere, the only difference is size." Tsunade stretched her waist, and there didn't seem to be any angry or sad expression on her face.
It seems okay.
Fang Ze just breathed a sigh of relief, but what Tsunade said next broke Fang Ze's luck, "If I cause some trouble here, will it affect you?"
"It depends on how much trouble you cause." Fang Ze could only reply helplessly, "If you use ninjutsu in the street, I will definitely be dead. But if you do something in private, I can still make it happen. living."
"On the battlefield, I have no way to avenge my dead comrades, because it was the war itself that killed them. But if it is a vendetta, I think I can still get a chance for revenge."
Tsunade threw the cards in her hand on the table, then pushed the chips forward, "No more gambling, let's eat."
The two left the small casino and came to a Japanese restaurant. Tsunade went in and ordered a bowl of ramen.
"Better than the Ichiraku Ramen in the village." Tsunade commented while eating.
"Sometimes whether food tastes good or not has nothing to do with taste, but with meaning." Fang Ze thought of Naruto. If Naruto were asked to come here to eat noodles, he would probably say that Ichiraku Ramen is the best.
After all, throughout his miserable childhood, anyone could have said something bad to Naruto, but Ichiraku would prepare a steaming bowl of ramen for him whenever he went.
If Jiraiya fills the void of Naruto's father, then Ichiraku fills the void of Naruto's mother, although this metaphor is weird.
Thinking of Jiraiya, Fang Ze suddenly asked, "Tsunade, can I ask you a more personal question."
"Ask," Tsunade said.
"What kind of feelings do you have for Jiraiya?"
After Fang Ze finished speaking, Tsunade stopped eating noodles.
"You know that guy?"
"I don't know him." Fang Ze touched his nose, "I'm just curious."
"I don't feel anything." Tsunade started eating noodles again, "I will lose every bet in my life, and I probably won't gain anything."
"Actually, sometimes losing is better than winning." Fang Ze thought for a long time, but finally did not dare to tell Tsunade that Jiraiya made a bet with her before he died. Jiraiya asked Tsunade to bet that he would die, because Tsunade would lose every bet.
But unexpectedly, Tsunade won the bet, and the only time she won the bet, she lost the last person she had the closest relationship with.
Life.
Fang Ze ate a bunch of salt-grilled shrimps. His meat ached while eating. After eating a bunch of grilled shrimps here, he could have a good barbecue in the mainland.
Back at the hotel, it was still a drunken night.
The next morning, Fang Ze called Wu Xiaoxi and asked about the progress of the case and who was the mastermind behind the underground bank they had been tracking.
(End of chapter)