I, Naruto, become stronger with critical hits

Two hours later.

Li Xiangbin and the three came to the home of the deceased Yan Jiakui.

Yan Jiakui's wife's name is Hou Man, and she is an accountant.

His son.

I'm still in college.

Because of his father's death, he has rushed back from out of town.

The whole home.

With a very dreary atmosphere.

"Please come in."

Hou Man looked sad, and his eyes were red.

It seems that in the past few days, I have been crying a lot.

"Thank you."

In the living room, several people sat down.

Li Xiangbin spoke: "Ms. Hou, I took the liberty to disturb today because I wanted to ask some things about Yan Jiakui. "

Hou Man sighed and said, "I know, I've already told you." "

"What's the use of asking back and forth?

Li Xiangbin said sincerely: "Ms. Hou, we are from the Yuncheng City Bureau. "

"Your husband's case has now been handed over to the city bureau for us to handle. "

"Rest assured, we will find out the truth."

Hearing this, Hou Man was stunned for a moment: "The truth? "

"Didn't you say that you were scared to death by hitting a ghost halfway?"

Li Xiangbin frowned: "Who told you?" "

Hou Man looked at the young man beside him.

Li Xiangbin and others also looked over.

The young man became nervous and stammered, "I... I read it from the Internet..."

"They all said that my dad met a ghost in the middle of the night and was scared to death."

Photos and even videos of the scene have been posted online.

Netizens speculated, yes.

The three words of funeral home are indeed easy to trigger associations.

Li Xiangbin looked at him and said, "What's your name?" "

The young man bowed his head and did not speak.

Hou Man said: "Officer, this is my son Xiaoshuang. "

Li Xiangbin nodded and said, "Ms. Hou, the words of ghosts and gods are not credible. "

"I can tell you very responsibly that Yan Jiakui's death is definitely due to human factors."

"Therefore, we hope that you will cooperate with our investigation."

Hou Man's face changed: "Artificial?!" "

"You... You mean, my husband was killed? "

Li Xiangbin: "There is this possibility. "

Hou Man was stunned: "How could it be..."

"My husband never offends anyone."

Li Xiangbin said: "Ms. Hou, if you don't offend anyone, we will judge for ourselves." "

"Until then, I hope you can answer our questions truthfully."

Hou Man nodded subconsciously: "Okay, okay, you ask." "

Li Xiangbin said: "Before the incident, was there anything abnormal about Yan Jiakui? "

"Anomaly?" Hou Man thought for a while and said, "No." "

"It's normal to go to work and get off work."

"When I came back, I took two sips of wine, watched TV and went to sleep."

Li Xiangbin: "Isn't there anything different from before?" "

Hou Man shook his head: "No, I didn't notice it anyway." "

Li Xiangbin: "That... Does he have any new friends lately? "

Hou Man said: "There shouldn't be any, right?" "

"He has few friends."

"The funeral home has a special job, and no one wants to get too close to him."

Li Xiangbin: "Have you ever had any conflicts with your relatives?" "

Hou Man shook his head: "No." "

"It's a holiday with relatives, and I don't usually see each other much."

"Maybe they think Jia Kui is unlucky."

"It doesn't matter, we just have to live our own lives."

At this time, Wang Ze interjected: "Ms. Hou, can I take a look at it casually at home?" "

Hou Man turned his head: "Yes." "

Wang Ze: "Okay, thank you." "

"Team Li, you ask first, I'll go shopping."

Li Xiangbin: "Okay." "

Wang Ze got up, first glanced at Xiaoshuang, and then came to a bedroom.

Looking at the layout, it should be the master bedroom.

That is, where Yan Jiakui and his wife live.

Open the wardrobe.

The clothes inside are neat and tidy.

Wang Ze flipped through slightly, thoughtfully.

After closing the closet, he came to the bedside.

Open the bedside table. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

Inside.

There were boxes of cigarettes.

Wang Ze was originally a smoker.

Therefore, I have a better understanding of the brand of cigarettes.

"I'm pretty generous to myself."

"Did you send it?"

Wang Ze muttered to himself.

This smoke.

Forty-five and fifty-one boxes are on the outside.

With Yan Jiakui's salary, he should not be willing to buy such expensive cigarettes.

Possible.

It was sent by the family of the deceased.

After all, it's the people of the funeral home.

Sending some benefits will be more convenient for the family of the deceased.

After walking around, Wang Ze left the master bedroom and came to the second bedroom.........

Over here.

It should be where Yan Jiakui's son lives.

There is a computer.

There are also anime posters posted on the walls.

Coming to the table, Wang Ze stared at Yan Xiaoshuang's computer for a while.

This computer.

It doesn't seem to be cheap.

He took out his phone and took a picture.

Shopping software search.

"Huh?"

"Fifteen thousand?"

Wang Ze's eyes moved slightly.

Yan Jiakui is very generous to his son.

Is it just generosity?

He thought it was a little strange.

No matter how high the salary of a funeral home is, there is a limit.

Ten thousand is about the same.

And Hou Man is just an ordinary accountant.

In general, working families.

It is quite unusual to be willing to spend so much money to buy a computer for his son.

"This keyboard headset seems to be quite expensive."

Wang Ze took a few more photos.

After the price was determined, the brow furrowed.

He left the bedroom and went to the living room.

Li Xiangbin is still asking.

Wang Ze found a gap and interrupted, "Yan Xiaoshuang." "

"Huh?"

Yan Xiaoshuang turned his head and looked at Wang Ze.

Wang Zedao: "How much living expenses does your father give you every month?" "

Yan Xiaoshuang didn't know whether to answer or not, and looked at Hou Man.

Hou Man hurriedly said, "Five thousand." "

Hearing this number, not only Wang Ze, but also Li Xiangbin and them were surprised.

"So much?"

Hou Man was puzzled: "2.9 His consumption over there is relatively high, of course he has to give more." "

"What's wrong?"

"Does this have anything to do with my husband's death?"

Li Xiangbin looked at Wang Ze.

He knows.

Since the other party asked about this matter, it should be some clue that was discovered just now.

Wang Ze shook his head slightly, signaling to turn around and speak.

Seeing this, Li Xiangbin looked at Hou Man and said, "Ms. Hou, it's okay, it's okay, let's continue." "

"As I mentioned just now, Yan Jiakui often works overtime, right?"

Hou Man nodded: "Yes." "

"Sometimes, I don't come back for days in a row."

Li Xiangbin objected: "Isn't it? "

"Although the funeral home needs to be on night duty, it is a shift system."

"How could he not come back for days?"

Hearing this, Hou Man was at a loss: "Really? I don't know. "

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