This sleep was very sweet. When he woke up on the seventh day of the summer, he found that Feng Xun was not around. He rubbed his eyes, got up, stretched his waist, and moved his neck. Then he got up and jumped out of bed and opened the heavy floor curtains in the bedroom.
The bright sunlight came in through the floor glass window. She couldn't help but stop it. She murmured suspiciously, "why is the sun so big? I can't get up too late!"
She thought of this, looking for her mobile phone everywhere, and finally found her mobile phone in the living room. Looking at the time, she was surprised.
It's eleven o'clock at noon now!
No wonder she didn't see feng Xun. He must have gone to the company, but she was so sleepy that she didn't realize when he got up and left, and he didn't wake her up!
On the seventh day of the summer, before I had time to wash, I quickly picked up my cell phone and dialed Feng Xun's cell phone. As soon as the phone was connected, I frowned and said, "Feng Xun, why don't you wake me up? I'm too late today!"
"I don't want to wake you up because you sleep so deeply. I've asked for leave for you..." Feng Xun said in a low voice. Although his voice is still gentle, it must be the same as last night, but his tone is not very relaxed.
On the seventh day of the summer, he didn't continue to complain that he didn't call himself up. He asked with concern, "by the way, is there any news in Chen Ping's place? Has he contacted with the other party?"
After she asked, there was a silence at the other end of the phone. She thought it was not good. Is the development of things different from what they expected?
After a moment's silence, Feng Xun's low voice came into her ears: "this morning, Chen Ping was found dead in his own apartment. The police have sent someone to check, saying that he died of suicide, and found a suicide note on his desk!"
"What did you say? Chen Ping committed suicide and wrote a suicide note? " At the beginning of the summer, seven people stare big eyes and shake their heads in disbelief. They think they have heard wrong.
Last night, through the company's surveillance video, she saw Chen Ping sneaking into Kevin's office wearing a mask. She thought he would get in touch with each other in the next two days, but she didn't expect to hear about his suicide. This is too shocking
"Little girl, what's the matter with you?" Feng Xun can't hear her, so he can't help but give a worried call.
"Wait, you asked me to slow down, you said he had been confirmed by the police to commit suicide, and he committed suicide in his own apartment, leaving a suicide note?" On the seventh day of the summer, he repeats the information Feng Xun told him, always feeling shocked and strange.
How could Chen Ping commit suicide so coincidentally, just after stealing information last night?
"Yes, in that letter, he clearly wrote about selling the company's secrets. He said that because his family members owed a lot of gambling debts, he did not dare to tell others, so he had to take risks to steal the secrets for the amount of money..."
Feng Xun said that, after a pause, he continued: "there is another thing mentioned in the suicide note. He said that when the company was founded, the bullet in you was fired by him. He envied that you were reused by the supervisor, worried that you would replace him, wanted to teach you a lesson, and made you injured and unable to participate in the project development!"
On the seventh day of the summer, when he heard these words, he frowned more tightly. Chen Ping's explanation in his suicide note was so clear that it was like repentance before he committed suicide!
"Feng Xun, I want to see that letter, OK?" The seventh day of the summer asked hesitantly.
"Of course, I'll send a driver to pick you up..." Feng Xun nodded slightly.
"Where are you now? I'll go straight to you!" Early summer seven busy said.
"I'll take notes at the police station. Go to the company and wait for me first!"
"No, I'll go to the police station to find you, and I have something to confirm with the police!" On the seventh day of the summer, he hung up the phone and quickly got up to wash his clothes.
When she got on the special bus sent by Feng Xun and went straight to the local police station, Feng Xun had finished his notes and was chatting with one of the police sergeants. On the seventh day of the summer, she came over in a hurry.
"This is..." the sergeant chatting with Feng Xun was surprised to see the seventh day of the summer.
"Hello, I'm the seventh day of summer!" Xia Chuqi nodded politely to the officer beside Feng Xun. The officer showed a clear smile: "you are the famous Xia Chuqi. Before, your father was anxious to call the police for you..."
"I'm really sorry for the delay in this matter!" Seeing that he had become a "celebrity" in the police because of this incident, he could not help feeling embarrassed.
"Nothing..." the sergeant waved his hand and thought of something again. He looked back at the seventh day of the summer: "are you the female colleague in the deceased's suicide note?"
At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and said with a bitter smile, "I just heard about it, so I came here. Sir, I was indeed shot. Many people can testify about it, but I don't know who tried to hurt me. I heard that Chen Ping mentioned it in his suicide note, so I want to ask you, can I have a look at the content of that suicide note?"
"Normally, it can't be shown to outsiders, but your identity is special, and it's mentioned in the suicide note..." the sheriff said to the seven deep voices in the early summer, "come with me!"
On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun and he look at each other. They follow the sheriff to his office, and the copy of Chen Ping's letter is clearly placed in front of them.
Thank you On the seventh day of the summer, I began to read this letter carefully, which was written by Chen Ping before he committed suicide.
Sure enough, as Feng Xun told her on the phone, Chen Ping not only admitted that he had stolen company secrets for his own benefit, but also admitted that he had shot her in the arm and constantly confessed his guilt at the end of his suicide note
"We have checked this letter with our colleagues in the material evidence department. It's the handwriting of the deceased himself. According to the autopsy report, the time of death should be three o'clock in the morning!"
At the beginning of summer, she frowned slightly. At three o'clock in the morning, it was less than six hours before she and Feng Xun found him sneaking to the company... So what happened in these six hours that he wanted to commit suicide?
Was he threatened by the ander company, or did he find that his theft had been exposed?
Until he and Feng Xun left the police station, the seventh day of the summer was still in great confusion and couldn't recover.
On the bus, Feng Xun saw that Xia had been silent all the time. He patted her on the back of her hand and comforted her in a low voice: "I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart, but the police have come to a conclusion about this..."
"I'm not suspicious of the police. After all, they have professional means of investigation. The suicide note was written by him, and the body is also in his own house!" On the seventh day of the summer, he sighed, and a bitter smile of chagrin rose on his face.