Ms. Miao shook her head and said: "It is the most different thing that she can commit suicide."
Guan Zheng, who had been quiet for a long time, asked: "I'm sorry, I will interrupt you. You have been saying that Mao Ping's death is incredible, but what I want to know is, why do you feel that way? Can you elaborate on that? ?"
"I am Mao Ping's mother. I know her character very well. She will never commit suicide."
Guan Zheng corrected him: "Ms. Miao, you may not understand what I mean. I mean, whether there is personal or physical evidence, it is strange to you that it can be used as evidence to overthrow Mao Ping's suicide."
Ms. Miao thought for a long time, still shook her head, and said, "I was at work that day, and there was a class in the morning. I received a call from the hospital after class and rushed back. When I went back, Mao Ping has...
By the way, a few days before Mao Ping died, she was talking nonsense by herself. He said that he saw a group of children, these children still have wings, like angels in front of his hospital bed. At the time I thought it was she who was conceiving her new article, and I didn't say much. "
Xu Jiuyan lowered her head slightly and said, "Ms. Miao, please be sorry."
Ms. Miao wiped her tears and said, "In fact, we were all about to be discharged from the hospital that day. When I left the day before, Mao Ping smiled and told me that if I have class tomorrow, I don’t need to worry. She went back together, but she didn't expect such a thing to happen!"
Xu Jiuyan handed a tissue to Ms. Miao. Ms. Miao took the tears and said, “Mao Ping has been ill for some time. Uterine fibroids. The doctor said the lesions were benign but they were benign. But even so, Mao Ping was still very optimistic. Very positively cooperate with the treatment."
Guan Zheng was not embarrassed to get to the bottom of the question, so he pushed Xu Jiuyan and whispered: "Ask if Mao Ping has a husband."
Xu Jiuyan glanced at him, then turned to ask Ms. Miao: "Mao Ping, does she have a boyfriend or husband?"
Ms. Miao nodded and said, "She has a husband, whom Mao Ping met when he was studying in Europe. He was a foreigner. Later when the two went to play, Hexi accidentally fell into the water and drowned."
Guan Zheng pushed Xu Jiuyan again, and Xu Jiuyan asked: "I mean she has remarried."
"What are you talking about?"
Xu Jiuyan hurriedly said: "I have no other meaning, just want to know whether Ms. Mao Ping has emotional disputes. This is related to the progress of our case."
Ms. Miao said: "Mao Ping has never had any emotional problems. She is very sensible about feelings."
Xu Jiuyan simply asked a few more questions, and the two left together.
After coming out of Mao Ping's house, there were no clues but more questions. Since Ms. Miao didn't believe that Mao Ping committed suicide, why didn't she report it to the police in time? If it is really a murder, then relevant evidence will definitely be left, and the police did not find it during the inspection. Is this an oversight by the police or a suspicious family member
Guan Zheng was silent for a while and asked, "What do you think of this case?"
Xu Jiuyan thought for a while and said, "I think this case is full of magical colors."
"You read a lot of novels, right? Where are so many supernatural incidents? Seriously, what kind of case do you think this is?"
Xu Jiuyan said: "Actually, the possibility of love killing is unlikely. According to the confession of the deceased's mother, the deceased had no emotional disputes during his lifetime. The only husband has passed away. The deceased's character disdain to fight for affection, so he will not have love feuds."
"What about the vendetta?"
Xu Jiuyan analyzed: "The possibility of a vendetta is unlikely. Mao Ping's personality is very quiet. From her attitude towards feelings, she is a very sensible person. She will not dispute with life, so the possibility of vendetta. smaller."
Guan Zheng added: "No, the scope of the vendetta is not as narrow as you think. A murder out of jealousy is also considered a vendetta."
"Then you mean there is a possibility of vendetta?"
Guan Zheng said: "No, I think the same as you, the chance of vendetta is small."
"That's it?"
Guan Zheng said: "But have you noticed that the main difference between the police record and the witness Ms. Miao's confession is the state of the deceased. According to the police record, the deceased's tongue is stretched out, which is indeed a characteristic of suffocation death." If you commit suicide by hanging yourself, you have to consider the capacity of the infusion stand. To be smaller, even if she is 45 kilograms, can a two-meter infusion stand really hang an adult woman?"
Xu Jiuyan also expressed her own doubts: "If according to Ms. Miao's statement, the deceased died peacefully, this would be in line with the state of suicide, and she said that the scene was tidy, which contradicted her suspicion of homicide. On the contrary, the statement of the police is even more serious. What does it mean to support the homicide statement?"
"This shows that Mao Ping's death was definitely not a simple suicide." Guan Zheng said his thoughts.
Xu Jiuyan nodded and said, "Yes, but where do we start? How can we find the truth?"
Guan Zheng took a deep breath and said, "Go to the hospital where Mao Ping was alive and visit the attending physician."
The hospital is really a crowded place forever. Xu Jiuyan and Guan Zheng took a lot of effort to squeeze into the clinic. A pale old man was sitting behind a table writing medical records, while the nurse on one side was still calling the patient to see a doctor from outside.
Guan Zheng was really not easy to bother, so he retired with Xu Jiuyan. Xu Jiuyan asked: "What shall we do? Can't wait here, right?"
Guan Zheng looked around for a while and said, "Go, go to the archives to find medical records."
The two entered the archives room, and a person in charge walked out of it and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Xu Jiuyan took out the police officer's card and said: "We are from the City Criminal Police Brigade and want to retrieve Ms. Mao Ping's medical records."
"Ms. Mao Ping?" The person in charge rummaged on the shelf for a long time and said, "Mao Ping's medical records are not here."
Xu Jiuyan asked suspiciously: "What does it mean to be not here? Where are the medical records not in the archives?"
The person in charge said: "I have been here for seven or eight years, and I have never seen Mao Ping's medical history."
Guan Zheng pointed to the computer on one side and asked, "Don't you have an electronic database?"
The person in charge said: "Yes, but this electronic database has not been managed for a few years, so old cases cannot be recorded."
Guan Zheng and Xu Jiuyan came out of the file room, and Xu Jiuyan said depressed, "What should I do if I don't even have a medical record?"
"Chill! Let's go to the clinic again."
The two had no choice but to return to the consultation room, and when they arrived at the entrance of the consultation room, the current consultation room had been closed.
Guan Zheng felt bad, so he caught a nurse and asked, "Where is Zhang Keping in this clinic?"
"Doctor Zhang is out." (End of this chapter)