Chapter 778

"It's worthy of being the big man of Shen Mengxi!"

Zhong Tianzheng said with approval. After getting Shen Mengxi's permission, he folded into the room and looked forward to looking at her: "what's the situation?"

Shen Mengxi ignored Zhong Tianzheng's support and bent down to pack his things: "through my preliminary judgment, from the degree of rigidity and body spots, the death time of the dead was more than 72 hours, and there was no obvious trauma on the surface of the body."

"Combined with the drugs found at the scene, the possible cause of death of the deceased was taking a large number of sleeping pills after drinking."

"Oh?"

Zhong Tianzheng frowned: "that is to say, this is a secret room suicide?"

This is somewhat inconsistent with my guess.

"It seems that team leader Zhong has different opinions?"

Shen Mengxi looked up at Zhong Tianzheng and took off his disposable rubber gloves: "I checked her body and there was no trauma. Then when I checked her lower body, I found a man's * * residue in her * *."

“……”

Zhong Tian nodded: "this shows that this man is the last person to see her?"

"Yes."

Shen Mengxi stood up and looked at Zhong Tianzheng: "I'm going to take people back for a further autopsy."

"OK."

Zhong Tianzheng answered, but he didn't say anything more. Now he can't make a final judgment on the nature of the case.

The police are orderly cleaning up the scene and searching for any possible clues. Zhong Tian is standing in the house and his eyes slowly sweep through the room.

final.

His eyes fell on the door.

If it is suicide, it is impossible for a second person to appear in the house. Therefore, the door lock must be locked under the condition of being alone, which is consistent with the findings on the scene.

If it is a homicide and the door lock is locked, the door lock will become the most favorable evidence point, because there is no way out on the balcony, so the door has become the only channel.

Zhong Tianzheng rubbed his chin with his index finger: "remove all the door locks and take them back to the technical department for identification."

Fifteen minutes later.

Huang Wentao arrived here.

Huang Wentao's mental state doesn't look very good. He has long non mainstream hair that covers his eyes. His eyes are silent and his face is dark. He should be a person with very irregular work and rest.

Looking at his standing posture, he bent down unconsciously and had a small obvious hunchback. It is estimated that it was also caused by the bad habit of sitting in front of the computer for a long time.

"Huang Wentao?!"

Zhong Tianzheng took back his eyes and began to ask, "you must know everything about Huang Shanshan?"

"Yes."

Huang Wentao didn't see too much sadness on his face. He seemed to have known about it for a long time. In other words, he didn't care much about Huang Shanshan's death: "I'm very sad to see such a thing, but what I want to say is that it has nothing to do with me."

"We didn't say it had anything to do with you."

Zhong Tianzheng listened to his words and his expression. He had guessed the emotional situation between them: "the sudden death of Huang Shanshan, we need to ask you something. Whether she committed suicide or he killed, you, as her boyfriend, should cooperate."

"Of course."

Huang Wentao nodded: "I just want to say that her death has nothing to do with me. We haven't been together for a long time."

"Oh? Really? "

Zhong Tianzheng frowned and said nothing more: "tell me."

"We are really boyfriend and girlfriend, but we have rarely lived together for more than a month. We have been together for three years. I find that I don't love her so much, so I've been controlling my contact with her recently."

Huang Wentao took out the crumpled soft box of cigarettes in his pocket and handed it to Zhong Tianzheng. Zhong Tianzheng refused. He didn't care. He grabbed a cigarette and smoked it: "at the time of this month, I only came to find her when I need it. When I'm done, I usually leave that night or the next day. Anyway, it's intermittent."

"Bah, scum man!"

Ah Xiang heard this, spat softly with a voice she could only hear, and looked directly at the sky outside. She didn't want to look at this man again.

Zhong Tianzheng said subconsciously, "since you don't like it, why did you want to be together? Why not break up early? "

But then he realized that his words seemed inexplicable. His job was to be responsible for the case, not to pay attention to other people's private emotional life.

"Oh, how can you blame me for this?! Who let Huang Shanshan lie to me all the time? She's sick, you know? Who knows where she made it before! "

Huang Wentao took a cigarette in his mouth and disdained: "she didn't tell me before. Later, I bumped into her. She told me the truth after my questioning, you know? Since then, I've annoyed her very much. The longer it takes, the more I annoy her. "

“……”

Zhong Tianzheng considered his sentence: "what you said is that she needs to take sleeping pills for a long time?"

"Hehe, it's just a little bit, okay!"

Huang Wentao sneered, wrapped a cigarette in his mouth, and said, "I don't know what's wrong with her. Every time she gets sick, she has a special abdominal pain, you know?! At first she didn't want to go to the hospital. Later, I forcibly dragged her to the hospital for examination. All indicators were very normal and there were no physical problems. "

"But she will get sick every once in a while. It's still the same. She has abdominal pain. When she goes to the hospital for examination, she still has no problems. All indicators are very normal. It's very strange, you know!"

That's it.

Huang Wentao's eyebrows also frowned: "do you think this situation is frightening to death? She obviously had a physical problem, but she didn't want to go to the hospital for examination. Later, I took her, but I couldn't find anything. The doctor asked her what case history she had, and she said no! "

"I'm sure she has something, but she's been hiding it from me. You know?! She definitely has a problem! "

As he spoke, his mood gradually became excited: "that's how I became more and more suspicious. She must have experienced something before she met me. Anyway, slowly, she began to hate her."

"Oh?!"

Zhong Tianzheng answered quietly, and his fingers quickly recorded it in his notebook. This is his habit. Even now, he still maintains this good habit: "in other words, what ailments happen regularly on her."

What Huang Wentao said is the same as what he saw at the scene. When Huang Shanshan died, she still kept holding her head with both hands. Although the painful expression on her face is not so obvious, there are still traces to follow.

She may have had the so-called pain that night.

After recording, Zhong Tianzheng didn't continue to entangle on this topic.

"Elder Shen, what do you think may cause this pain?"

Zhong Tianzheng turned his head and looked at Shen Mengxi who was pulling the sheets inside: "could it be caused by smoking *? The so-called pain is just the performance of * addiction attack? "

"No!"

Shen Mengxi said very definitely, "I've seen her body. There are no needle eyes on her. If there are people who suck * and there are needle eyes on her hands, feet or thigh veins."

"All right!"

Zhong Tianzheng nodded excitedly.

Shen Mengxi has denied this possibility, and Huang Wentao has made it very clear that they have been to the hospital, but they haven't found anything. If they ask him, he can't find anything. They have to go to the hospital to ask.

Then Zhong Tianzheng asked him for the specific information of the hospital they had been to, which got to the point.

"Tell me about you. According to our inference, the time of Huang Shanshan's death should be two days ago. Where were you during this time period?"

Zhong Tianzheng throws out questions and waits for Huang Wentao's answer.

When Shen Mengxi was doing an autopsy for Huang Shanshan, she found the residue of male * * on her lower body, which indicates that she was not alone in the room that night, or that the owner of the male * * was the last person who contacted Huang Shanshan that night.

In reality.

Unless this kind of jumping off a building ends itself and the whole picture is captured by monitoring, the police can quickly make a judgment of suicide. Otherwise, general life-related cases need to be well understood before they can finally make a final conclusion.

"I was really here that night!"

Huang Wentao threw the cigarette burning to the end in his hand on the ground and stamped it out: "I came here in the evening two days ago, and then had a meal here. On the way, we drank some wine. After drinking the wine, we went to work."

"She also knows that I usually come when I need it. After I finished, I simply took a shower and left. When I left, she lay in bed playing with her mobile phone and didn't come out to see me off, so I went straight away."

He spread his hand to show that he had finished.

Zhong Tianzheng looked at him: "where have you been?"

"Internet cafe!"

Huang Wentao shrugged again: "in the Internet cafe three kilometers away, I have ID card online records and Internet cafe monitoring. That can prove it for me. You can check it."

"When did you leave here?"

Zhong Tianzheng raised his eyelids and looked at him. His eyes turned back to his notebook: "I can't remember the specific ones, but it's OK to say the general ones."

"Ten o'clock in the evening!"

Huang Wentao said a very specific time: "this is the time to go."

Zhong Tianzheng paused at the tip of his pen: "do you remember so clearly two days ago?"

"Yes."

Huang Wentao nodded and said with some complacency: "that night, I made an appointment with my teammates to play black games. It was about 10:30. I left here and bought some cigarettes and drinks needed all night. The time was just right."

"OK, I see."

Zhong Tianzheng stopped writing: "that is to say, when you left, Huang Shanshan was still fine, and everything was still very normal."

"Yes!"

Huang Wentao nodded affirmatively and added: "it has nothing to do with me!"

"If you need it later, we'll find you again!"

Zhong Tianzheng glanced at him and looked at the two police officers: "do you remember what happened two nights ago?"

They live next door and may hear something.

"I don't remember!"

The alarm man shook his head and looked up at the ceiling: "that night, it seemed that we were also playing games. We turned on the stereo and didn't hear any sound, but we seemed to hear the sound of opening the door. There was nothing abnormal. It was a normal switch."

"All right."

Zhong Tianzheng turned to the police officer: "go and tune out the surveillance video here in the apartment to see when Huang Wentao left."

Twenty minutes later.

The whole apartment has been handled, all the things that should be extracted have been extracted, and the scene has been temporarily taken over by the police, while Huang Wentao needs to make a DNA with the police.

After all, he was the last one to contact the deceased, and the male * * in the deceased needs to be verified.

At present, there is no specific conclusion on Huang Shanshan's death, so we can't make a conclusion.

Zhong Tianzheng and Ah Xiang return to the room again.

This time.

Many things in the room were taken away, especially the sheets and the cushion cover outside the sofa. She packed them together and said that she might get something from the sheets.

Zhong Tianzheng walked around the room and stood in the corner, showing the whole room in sight.

In my mind.

The grandmaster's spatial imagination is divergent.

A reduced version of the scene emerged in the space. The digital Zhong Tian was standing at the top of the space, looking at Huang Shanshan and Huang Wentao on the bed, and then jumped in.

After Huang Wentao leaves.

Huang Shanshan put on her white translucent pajamas and sat on the small round stool. She didn't go to the bathroom to clean. She picked up the chopsticks on the table and continued to eat with the leftovers.

The digital virtual Zhong Tianzheng stood beside her and looked at her silently. After a while, Huang Shanshan pushed away the folding table in front of her, pushed the door bolt on, and then folded herself and lay on the bed.

In a few minutes.

Lying in bed, Huang Shanshan's body suddenly curled up together. The whole person looked very painful, so she struggled in bed over and over.

Not long.

She got up and got out of bed. She took the sleeping pill bottle from the bedside table, poured the pill into her mouth, curled up in the corner of the bed, her head buried in her arms, and grabbed her hair hard to relieve the pain.

"No!"

The digitized Zhong Tian was standing on the side watching, frowning: "since she has been taking this medicine for a long time, she naturally knows that she can't eat more? How can you eat so much for yourself at one time? Is it a desire to die? "

Zhong Tianzheng can't think of a reason.

He withdrew his thoughts, looked into the room again, and looked at the locked door.

Is it true.

What a suicide?!

She killed herself?!