Chapter 1614： Lianxiangxiyu

After careful consideration, Jiang Ci finally sent only the videos of the living room, bathroom, and bedroom to Xu Che. As for the drinking water clips taken by the kitchen monitor, they were left unpublished.

Anyway, Xu Che has lived outside these days, and the bottled water will not be able to drink for a while, so it should be no problem to dispose of it in time.

She asked Xu Che to meet after get off work.

Xu Che had to work overtime that night, so Jiang Ci took his subordinate Xiao Hu to the hospital directly to meet him, but Xu Che was in the operating room and would not be able to get out for a while, so Jiang Ci had to return to the car and wait for him.

Having nothing to do, take out the deceased's information and look through it.

——Li Xiaolei, 17 years old, from Yuxiang Village, Zhaonan Town, works in a clothing processing factory.

For some local towns and villages with poor economic conditions, this can be regarded as the norm. In order to get rid of poverty, young boys and girls will go to the cities to work as soon as they are 16 years old.

The reason why Li Xiaolei went to the hospital was said to be that the dormitory building was in disrepair and the balcony railings were loose, so that she fell from a high altitude and injured her leg.

Jiang Ci sighed in his heart, this girl had already fallen once, and when she died she actually fell again.

Judging from the surveillance video, the woman pretending to be a ghost in Xu Che's house is probably not this Li Xiaolei.

To die is to die. There is no doubt about this.

Jiang Ci is just a little puzzled, because from Xu Che's description, the other party has a good impression of him at best. Even if he really loves him secretly, his feelings will never reach the point of suicide.

Is it possible that Xu Che lied in order to separate the relationship? ... Xu Che didn't look like a liar.

And the ball of paper is also very strange.

Jiang Ci was in the police station and often came into contact with murder cases. He also encountered several suicides by jumping off a building because of his love.

The most common place for so-called last words and suicide notes is in the pocket of the suicide.

Some people commit suicide and pay more attention to the sense of ritual. They will stack the suicide note neatly and place it on the roof, press a corner with a heavy object, and then jump down by themselves to end their lives.

But this Li Xiaolei clenched her last words in her palms, crumpled.

"Boss, are you still studying this?" Xiao Hu in the back seat stretched his neck and looked over, "You have read this suicide note eight hundred times."

"Hmm... it feels a little strange."

Jiang Ci looked for a long while, but couldn't see the reason, put it aside, and reached out to take out a pack of cigarettes.

Jiang Ci's arm had not healed yet, Xiao Hu took out a lighter, lit her up, and said, "It's very strange, people are dying, what else can't be said? What kind of hidden poems..."

Jiang Ci smiled: "Little girls, more romanticism."

"makes sense."

After smoking a cigarette, I smoked another cigarette. It was originally for refreshing, but after waiting too long, Jiang Ci and Xiao Hu became sleepy, and Xu Che still did not get off work.

The two sat in the car, dozing one after another.

For some time, Jiang Ci opened his eyes when he heard someone tap the car window, and saw Xu Che standing outside the car with a tired expression on his face.

"I'll get the car here." Xu Che said.

Jiang Ci hurriedly said: "Why don't you take my car, you have just finished the operation, it is very dangerous to drive with fatigue."

Xiao Hu also deeply agrees, "Yes, Doctor Xu, anyway, your place is not too far away. There is no need to risk such a few steps."

Xu Che thought for a while, but didn't insist, opened the car door and sat in.

He was really tired. It took a few hours to perform an operation. The requirements for energy and physical strength are very high. Now he just wants to rest.

Xu Che sat in the back seat, closed his eyes and rested, and stopped speaking.

Jiang Ci glanced at him from the rearview mirror, silently adjusted the speed, and did not run wild.

Xiao Hu's head moved forward, a wretched smile squeezed out of his face, and his voice was low: "Boss, are you...

Jiang Ci glared at him: "Get out."