The death scene was the chairman's bedroom, but at this time, it was more like an intensive care unit, equipped with small oxygen concentrators, ventilators, ECG monitors and other equipment.
The chairman was lying on the bed. Rigor mortis was very obvious. There were obvious spots on the lower side of his body. He had been dead for more than twelve hours.
At this time, it was around eight o'clock in the evening.
Jian Jing bent down, carefully examined the chairman's body, and asked, "When was the body found? Has the scene been moved? Has anyone done an autopsy?"
Jiang Baiyan said: "At around three o'clock in the morning, the ECG monitor alarmed. Everyone had been to the scene. Everyone was in a panic at that time, so..." He scratched his face, , "The autopsy is not done. The post-mortem examination has not yet been discussed.”
Jian Jing was puzzled: "How can we know the cause of death without an autopsy?"
"Probably because I'm afraid that something will be found in the test." He said slowly, "The family scandal should not be made public. It is best for everyone to think that it was a natural death and settle the matter."
Jian Jing glanced at him and asked, "What about you?"
Jiang Baiyan leaned against the wall, with the back of his head pressed against the wall, like a bad student who was forced to stand while taking a nap: "I don't care."
She raised an eyebrow.
"It's all about money," he said. "No one cares about the truth."
"In this case, you shouldn't ask me to investigate." Jian Jing said, "I'm not interested in money, the truth is what I want."
"I haven't finished speaking yet." Jiang Baiyan lowered his head and said with a smile, "From now on, what you want is what I want."
He tilted his head, his peripheral vision fell lightly on the cold corpse, and his tone was high: "How enjoyable. They have bullied me for so long, and I can finally make them unhappy."
Jian Jing looked at him and smiled.
"Teacher Jingjing—" he drawled.
"Okay, I will pretend that I don't know your true thoughts." She made a sealing gesture, "Let's get down to business, does the chairman have a personal doctor?"
Jiang Baiyan nodded.
"What did he say?"
Jiang Baiyan thought about it and said: "He was very cautious. He only said that given the chairman's condition, it would only be in a day or two. It's not unusual to be earlier or later."
Jian Jing nodded: "This is indeed a strange thing. People are already on their deathbed. It is not strange to die at any time. Why do we have a dispute?"
"The will." Jiang Baiyan made a face, "Last night, he said he wanted to change the will."
Jian Jing: "..."
He said: "Although theoretically, no one except Lawyer Cai knows what is written in the last will. But if someone wants to send the chairman on his way, it must be a matter of the will."
"Has the will been published now?"
Jiang Baiyan shook his head: "Lawyer Cai said that only if no one has any doubts about his death can it be announced and executed."
Jian Jing: "Tsk."
This case is interesting.
"In short, everyone now suspects that the chairman was killed because some people didn't want him to change his will, but no one knows that the last will was detrimental to who, and everyone refuses to admit it." Jiang Baiyan found it interesting, "Does it look like a blind man? box?"
Jian Jing was amused by him: "It's like buying stocks."
If you don’t investigate, you might be afraid that the last will and testament will be detrimental to you, but if you investigate, it may not be beneficial to you.
It's completely gambling. You may make money or lose money.
"Actually, there is only one answer." Jian Jing shook her head and said firmly, "Someone must take a gamble. This is human nature."
Jiang Baiyan nodded, but said: "My second brother said it more nicely than this - 'If you don't investigate, someone will definitely be dissatisfied after the will is announced, so it is better to find out directly'."
"That's why Schrödinger's cat still has to open the box to get the only answer." Jian Jing raised the arm of the corpse, looked at it for a while and said, "Is the doctor here? I want to talk to him. "
"exist."
The chairman's doctor's surname is Tao, a male, forty-two years old, with obvious baldness.
Jian Jing borrowed the small restaurant in the villa, closed the doors and windows, and talked to him alone: "My surname is Jian, and I have been entrusted by someone to investigate the cause of Mr. Jiang Guangze's death."
Dr. Tao smiled bitterly: "Miss Jian, just ask whatever you want."
Jian Jing was not sure if he was from Jiang, so she asked cautiously: "First, let me tell you about Mr. Jiang's condition."
"Chairman Jiang has gastric cancer. He underwent chemotherapy before. It relapsed this year and has spread to a large area. In fact, it happened in the past two days." Dr. Tao answered.
"Has he been conscious in the past two days?"
"Relatively sober."
"What medicine was used?"
"Ms. Jian, at this point, no medicine is useful anymore. The main purpose is to relieve the patient's pain."
"There is an indwelling needle in his arm." Jian Jing pointed out the test results, "What kind of medicine?"
Dr. Tao euphemistically said: "Gastric cancer caused interstitial pneumonia. In the past two days, the patient had difficulty breathing. In order to alleviate this situation, I prescribed him morphine."
Jian Jing thought: "The dosage is...?"
"10 mg." Dr. Tao said, "Ms. Jane, I have been working in the oncology department for more than ten years. I hope you can trust my treatment skills."
"Sorry, I didn't question your intention to take the medicine." Jian Jing said, "It's just that Mr. Jiang's body surface had no obvious trauma and no obvious traces of poisoning. If it was an abnormal death, I have to Consider the possibility of opium poisoning.”
Dr. Tao said vigilantly: "Miss Jian, I left here at eight o'clock last night, and I was called here at five o'clock this morning."
"Where's the medicine?" she asked.
Dr. Tao hesitated.
After a long while, he said: "The nurse will give him an injection tonight."
"Have you checked the quantity of medicines?"
Dr. Tao licked his lips, adjusted his sitting posture slightly, and showed a vague uneasiness: "That's right, according to the nurse, the monitor alarmed last night, which scared everyone. They came in and out of the bedroom, and some medicine bottles... were broken. ”
Jian Jing smiled: "Including morphine?"
Dr. Tao nodded.
"What's the approximate amount of damage?"
Dr. Tao calmed down: "This is easy to calculate. Morphine Hydrochloride Injection is a red prescription. I only have one box of injection left here, a box of 10, each 1 ml, 10 mg, I used one last day, and the nurse also used one before he went to bed. There are still two intact, and the loss is 60 mg. "
Jian Jing nodded. The lethal dose of morphine is 200-500 mg, which is far less than the standard. But 60 milligrams of morphine can cause acute poisoning in adults, let alone a terminally ill chairman.
Especially... "As far as I know, morphine may cause respiratory depression." She said.
"Yes, but the probability is very low and it is easy to alleviate. I have also prepared naloxone. If the patient has similar problems, it can be easily solved."
Jian Jing understood.
"Do the family members know that the patient is injecting morphine?"
"Of course, it can only be used with the knowledge and consent of the family members."
Very good, as usual, everyone is suspected and no one can rule it out.
"Which nurse stayed to look after the chairman last night?"
"Nurse Yu."
"I want to talk to her."
Nurse Yu is forty years old and has a good appearance. She has been a nurse in a public hospital for more than ten years. Later, I quit my job and worked as a one-on-one caregiver for wealthy people.
She spoke very logically: "In the past two days, I have been living in the second bedroom of the patient suite. I will take a look at any movement. Last night at 3:20 minutes, the monitor suddenly alarmed, and I rushed to him immediately. In the room, his heartbeat stopped at the moment. I immediately performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation and defibrillation. After fifteen minutes of resuscitation, I still couldn't save him."
"Do you think this situation is normal?"
She paused for a moment and carefully considered her words: "Given the patient's condition, it would not be surprising if he died anytime."
Jian Jing is used to doing word work, so she is very sensitive to the choice of words. She looked into her eyes and asked: "It's not strange, but it can't be considered normal, right?"
"How to put it?" Nurse Yu frowned in embarrassment, "Each patient's situation is different, and rapid deterioration is also common. I have no way to tell you 'yes' or 'no'."
"Then let me change the question." She said, "Please tell me carefully what happened last night."
Nurse Yu's brows relaxed slightly and she fell into memories.
"Yesterday afternoon, I gave the patient an injection. He slept for a while and felt much better. After dinner, he and Lawyer Cai chatted for a while. At around ten o'clock, I gave the patient a second injection in accordance with the doctor's orders. He fell asleep quickly. I returned to the room at 10:30 and fell asleep around 11:00. I was woken up by the alarm at 3:20.”
"What time will we meet with Lawyer Cai?"
"Around seven o'clock, I don't know the exact time."
"Has anyone else met him later?"
"Yes, the thing is—" Nurse Yu paused subtly, "It seems like everyone has been here."
Jian Jing: "It seems?"
Nurse Yu: "I didn't stay in the room all the time. The things they wanted to talk about were more personal. I don't think I'm suitable to stay."
Jian Jing drew a "?" on her notebook. She didn't ask in detail for the time being, but asked: "Has anyone entered the room after eleven o'clock?"
Nurse Yu frowned, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes were filled with the owner's confusion: "I'm... not sure."
"Just tell me what you remember." Jian Jing said.
"I was in a daze at the time. Maybe I was dreaming, or maybe I heard wrongly."
Jian Jing repeatedly assured her that this was just a casual chat, not a police confession, and she was not responsible.
Nurse Yu then said hesitantly: "I heard the sound of the door opening. After a while, something touched me. At that time, I thought maybe the chairman turned over, but then there was nothing else. There was a movement. I didn’t worry about it at first. After all, the patient was wearing a monitor. If the heart stopped, there would be an alarm immediately. "
"Do you remember anything else?"
She shook her head.
"Then let's stop here." Jian Jing closed the book, "Is Lawyer Cai still there? Please call him over. I have something to ask him."
Lawyer Cai didn't leave, but his mouth was too tight now.
Jian Jing asked: "What did Chairman talk about at seven o'clock last night?"
Lawyer Cai replied: "This is the client's privacy, no comment."
Jian Jing asked: "I heard that the chairman decided to modify the will last night?"
Lawyer Cai pushed up his glasses and said cautiously: "This statement is not accurate. The chairman's request is to discuss the will this morning. No one knows the specific content."
"You should understand." Jian Jing leaned forward and looked into his eyes, "If it were just that, it would not cause the current doubts. I think everyone suspects that the death of the chairman is related to the change of the will."
Lawyer Cai was silent.
She said: "I want to know what happened to the chairman's will?"
"Let's put it this way, I have served the Jiang family for many years. The chairman started making wills more than ten years ago. Over the years, his health has gradually deteriorated, and he has become more attentive to the will. He has revised it many times, and the last one The will was made two months later.”
"Who knows this last will and testament?"
"I am another witness, but I swear that I have never mentioned the contents of the will to anyone." Lawyer Cai said.
"How did the chairman tell others about the will?"
Lawyer Cai said: "Three days ago, he announced two things to everyone: first, he made a will and entrusted me as the executor; second, after his death, only his children will be responsible for him. The will can be published and executed only if there is no doubt about the death.”
"Didn't you mention the content?"
"At least not on the surface."