In the waiting hall of Shenzheng Railway Station, Jiang Lan hugged the child and cried like tears. If it weren't for Wu Cheng's brother, sister-in-law and sister, who were here to see him off, Chang Caiyan and Chen Yulin were really worried that the orphan and widowed mother would get on the train.

Wu Xin held the urn wrapped in black cloth and choked with a sob in Dongshan dialect: "Director Han, Officer Chang, I haven't been to school for a few days, I haven't seen the world, I can't speak, I don't understand the law and the great principles, I know that my brother can't die inexplicably."

"Director Han, my brother is good at drinking. If you don't believe me, go to our hometown to inquire. Everyone knows. It's okay to drink a bottle of 52 degrees. A 38 degrees is really a rinse mouth. It's impossible to be an accident, and it's even more impossible to commit suicide."

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Before I knew it, a week passed and the investigation work still did not make any progress.

It is not a problem for them to stay in the special zone with such high consumption every day, and running to the public security bureau every day will not solve the problem.

The Municipal Bureau’s Forensic Identification Center issued a judicial appraisal that “the deceased, the wife of Jiang Lan, provided the necessary genetic marks to the son of the suspected deceased, Wu Haibing, and the possibility that Wu Haibing is the deceased and Jiang Lan’s biological child is greater than 99.99%”, as well as the “Medical Certificate of Resident Death (Inferred)” issued by the Criminal Police Brigade of Longhua Branch, and issued an appraisal opinion that “a small amount of diatoms were detected in lung tissue and drowned before death”, Han Bo asked Chang Caiyan to do Jiang Lan’s ideological work and mobilized her to sign and agree to the cremation of Wu Cheng’s body.

At first, she refused to sign and wanted an explanation.

"A small amount of diatoms was detected in lung tissue and drowned before death." Without other clues, especially evidence, the public security organs can only determine that the deceased was drowned.

It would be very troublesome if the body was not cremated, so Han Bo asked the gallery owner Chen Yulin to help him.

Chen Yulin sympathized with her experience and wanted to help her sell Wu Cheng’s three paintings at a high price. She even promised that if the auction could not be sold or the price was not ideal, the gallery would buy them for RMB 150,000 each.

The dead are dead, and the alive must continue to move on.

For them, the orphan and widowed mother, Chen Yulin is definitely the "God of Wealth". The words of "God of Wealth" are naturally more important than the public security. Wu Cheng's body was cremated in a funeral home in Longhua District yesterday afternoon.

The leader of the Longhua branch finally breathed a sigh of relief. If she firmly disagrees, the body could be kept in the funeral home for several years. She obviously would not bear the cost, but the branch still did not have this funding.

Moreover, the body had already made the branch very anxious. When it was found, the body was soaked in the river for a long time, and the whole body was swollen and fattened because the bacteria in the body reproduced and produced a large amount of yellow-green rotten gas, which increased the pressure in the abdominal cavity. During the salvage process, the gases were vomited from the throat together with the deceased's body fluids, and the salvage police officers were sprayed.

Because the floating corpse became extremely heavy in the water of the river, it took four or five people to carry the corpse from the river surface to the salvage boat. The pelvic floor of the corpse was pressed, and the rectum was subjected to external force, feces gushed out again, causing great difficulties to the salvage work. It is said that the police involved in the salvage had not eaten for several days.

Then he used it as a murder investigation. The police officers who participated in the war ran a detour and asked about how many people they had visited and asked about, and the funds alone cost tens of thousands of yuan.

All in all, this matter has come to an end.

Han Bo looked back at Jiang Lan who was still sobbing, and said sincerely: "Old Wu, please rest assured. Although the existing evidence cannot be confirmed that this is a murder case and the conditions for filing a case are not met for the time being, our public security organs will pay attention to relevant clues and contact you whenever there is any news."

"Old Xu, are you saying that the second deceased was in a bad mood when painting?" Wang Dong asked curiously.

"It is obvious that you are in a good mood and energetic spirit. You should paint the sunrise! The sunset and the west mountains are in a bad mood. The actual situation is indeed the case. If you don't do a good job, you want to make a fortune like others, you can go to Shenzheng to draw and sell paintings, and even do evil ways. As a result, you can shoot yourself in the foot, causing you and even your family to suffer.

I have dealt with people like him. To put it nicely, to put it bluntly, to be stubborn, their ideas are different from ours. They live in their own world and cannot resist setbacks. When they encounter difficulties, they will think randomly, so they have a complete possibility of suicide."

The case was not solved, it was not your own business.

Those who sit here can be regarded as grasshoppers on a rope. They are really prosperous and lose.

Han Bo could understand his mood and didn't think he was worried about eating salty radish. He nodded again, just because he wrote it on his face.

What surprised Han Bo was that Deputy Director Qiu shook his head: "Old Xu, you have some reason for your analysis, but it is a speculation after all. Handling a case is not about writing a mystery novel. You need clues, but even more evidence."

"Where is the evidence from? First of all, there must be clues. Where does the clue come from? This requires us to reason and speculate. The road before was not clear, and then think about other roads and re-determine the direction of investigation. Aren't difficult cases solved in this way?" Xu Qingguo was a little excited, and his voice became higher and higher.

Director Wang Dong became the referee and looked at him and asked, "Old Xu, your speculation is that the second deceased is likely to commit suicide, which has nothing to do with the 10.25 case. It is a coincidence that he rented rooms 12-02 in Xinqiao Community?"

"That's what I think, so I think the breakthrough in solving the 10.25 case can no longer be placed on Wu Cheng's death as before. Apart from renting in the same place, there is nothing to do with the two. If you continue to investigate like this, you will only go in the opposite direction."

"Xiao Han, you are most familiar with the case. What do you think?"

"Director Wang, Director Xu, Director Qiu, I didn't report it just now. I will report the basic situation first. Although Wu Cheng's death does not meet the conditions for filing a case and investigating the case, although I have asked the comrades from the branch to withdraw, how he drowned is still investigating, and the first team of the team is responsible for the specific work."

What does it mean? Put a smoke bomb and make it loose on the outside and tight on the inside?

The more Wang Dong thought about it, the more strange he became, and he asked: "There are clues!"

"There are no clues, there are a lot of doubts."

Han Bo stood up and opened the window to ventilate, turned around and smiled, "Actually, I considered the possibility of Wu Cheng committing suicide like Director Xu, but there are several suspicious points that cannot be explained. If he was under pressure from life and the pressure of public opinion from relatives and friends, he wanted to find a shortcoming, then why didn't he commit suicide early or late, but went back to his hometown and then committed suicide?
Chapter completed!