Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Back at the police station, just in time, the forensic examination report came out, confirming that Qiu Qizhong died a week ago.

Judging from the food in his belly, he probably died at night.

As for the more specific time, because the body was too badly decomposed, it was impossible to tell. We can only roughly analyze that it was at night.

In other words, between 6pm last Wednesday and 6pm the next day, he died alone at home.

Then, he left behind a helpless wife and children.

So, what was the motive for his death?

What could make a middle-aged man hang himself suddenly like this?

This is the only doubtful point in this case.

Yun Si stood outside the interrogation room, watching Ni Xiuping burst into tears inside, wiping her tears while saying it was impossible.

"Officer, it is impossible for my husband to commit suicide. He is so afraid of death. How could he hang himself?"

The police officer who took the note handed her a tissue and asked, "When was the last time your husband spoke to you?"

"That was the night."

"Is there a specific time?"

"Specific time." Ni Xiuping seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly picked up her phone, "I have the call record with him here."

The police came over to take a look.

The last call was at around 11pm.

In other words, at that time, Qiu Qizhong had not been killed yet.

"Mrs. Qiu, did you hear anything unusual when you were on the phone with him?"

"Abnormal?" Ni Xiuping shook her hands and tried to remember.

"It seems like there's nothing unusual. He's still swearing so loudly, just like before."

The policeman listened and took notes: "At that time, did you feel that he wanted to commit suicide?"

Ni Xiuping seemed to be stimulated by his words. She stood up and slammed the table, "He can't commit suicide!!!"

Her voice was so sharp that she almost lost her voice: "He told me that he would move abroad and have luxury cars and mansions. We will soon live a wealthy life. How could he commit suicide!!??"

The policeman was startled by her irritated look and immediately stood up, trying to calm her down.

"It's impossible for him to commit suicide! It's absolutely impossible for him to commit suicide!!"

She screamed in a high-pitched voice

Outside the interrogation room, Yun Si didn't want to listen anymore, turned around and walked out holding the information.

When Lin Zicheng came back from the meeting, he saw Yun Si changing into casual clothes and carrying a backpack as if she was going out.

"Yun Si! Where are you going?" he asked.

Yun Si didn't look back and waved her hand, "I'll go back to the crime scene to see if there are any mistakes."

Before Lin Zicheng could say anything, Officer Wang beside him became angry again, "What does she mean? Does she not believe in other police officers' ability to handle cases?"

"Or maybe she wants to take the opportunity to leave work early?"

"." Lin Zicheng frowned and turned to scold her, "Do your job well! Don't just think about finding fault with others all day long!"

Officer Wang snorted coldly and then stopped talking.

In the evening, the sunset has set, and there is only the last bit of light left in the sky, still trying to emit its own heat.

Yun Si returned to the rental house, wearing gloves, and checked inside and outside.

The light was too dark, so she turned on the lights in the room.

Unexpectedly, the lights in the room seemed to have poor contact, and they flickered, making the room look inexplicably eerie and terrifying in the darkness.