A sweet marriage by mistake, the CEO’s precious wife

481 chapter

Exactly the same

President Bao of the Blue Maple Group is dead?

Although it is not known whether the deceased is Mr. Bao or Mr. Bao, a life has passed away like this.

At this moment, Qiao Ran felt cold all over her body, so cold that her legs were shaking. She bent down to pick up the phone that fell on the ground. Her fingers were cold and stiff. She picked up the phone several times before picking it up.

She glanced at the news again.

Contact the phone Yu Chengxian called her just now.

Yu Chengxian said that the big gift promised to her has been offered. Does it mean that Yu Chengxian killed Mr. Bao?Between her and President Bao, they just disliked each other, and there was no enmity at all. As for making Yu Chengxian kill him?

No way, depriving others of their lives at will is simply cruel, terrifying, and unreasonable.

She stood in the room, her chest was so congested that it was difficult for her to breathe.

No, she must go and see with her own eyes what happened.

She turned her head and looked at Qiao Ze'an who was sleeping soundly on the bed. She stepped forward, covered him with the quilt, and kissed him on the forehead again.

She came as soon as she went, it was still very early, and she hoped to be back before An An woke up.

I changed into a loose and casual dress and put on a camel coat.When she walked out of the living room and saw Zuo Chenye sleeping on the sofa, she suddenly remembered that Zuo Chenye slept in the living room last night, she almost forgot.

Before Zuo Chenye woke up, she stepped forward and touched his forehead.

The heat has completely subsided.

That's okay, Zuo Chenye is at home, in case An'an wakes up early, he can take care of her.

She opened the door of the apartment lightly, and when she left, she closed the door gently so as not to wake them up.

Then, she quickened her pace, came to the gate of Lanhai Apartment, and stopped a taxi.

"Go to Longyue Hotel." Qiao Ran said to the driver.

"Longyue Hotel?!" The driver raised his voice, "Didn't you read the news in the morning? There was a murder at Longyue Hotel, the police must have arrived, and the scene is probably sealed off. What are you doing there? How bad is it in the morning? "

"You park nearby, and I'll walk over by myself. I have something to do." Qiao Ran didn't say much.

"Okay." The taxi driver replied.

Longyue Hotel is in the city center, not far from Blue Ocean Apartment.

Qiao Ran checked the news in the car, but there was no new progress in the case.

The shorter the news, the bigger the event.

She became more and more anxious, her whole body trembled, goosebumps appeared all over her body, and her uneasy heart was beating violently.

The driver caught a glimpse in the rearview mirror and turned on the heater in the car, "Miss, you look cold, so I turned on the air conditioner for you. The temperature difference between morning and evening has been huge recently, so wear more clothes when you go out."

"Thank you." Qiao Ran said politely.

Soon, the taxi driver drove the car near Longyue Hotel.

Qiao Ran got out of the car and walked to Longyue Hotel. Several police cars were parked in front of the hotel, and the car from the forensic examination center also drove over.

Some people in police uniforms came in and out, and some people in white overalls waited at the door.

Qiao Ran caught a glimpse of a familiar figure walking out of Longyue Hotel.

It's Mr. Bao. Mr. Bao's right hand is wrapped with gauze. It was she who stabbed him last time. The wound must not be healed yet.

Mr. Bao had a dejected and ashen complexion. He walked out of the Longyue Hotel, led by two policemen, and boarded a police car.

With the roar of the police car, he drove away.

Xiaobao is always alive, which means that Dabao is dead.

Qiao Ran turned sideways and entered through the back door of the hotel.

Although she didn't know which room Dabao always lived in, she quickly judged from the staff who came in and out of the scene that the accident happened on the 18th floor.

The police did not block the entire hotel, after all, it would affect the normal entry and exit of other tenants.

Qiao Ran pretended to be a tenant of Longyue Hotel, and she walked into the elevator with a natural expression.

It happened that two staff members of the identification center also walked into the elevator.

As the elevator doors closed, the two appraisers communicated privately.

"It's very strange. I've been on the scene for several years, and I've never seen such a death."

"Yeah, according to my intuition, it definitely looks like a homicide. His body is stiff, his breathing is paralyzed, and he died of suffocation. It seems to be strangled to death, but there is no trace of strangulation on the neck. Are you surprised? ?”

"What more!"

"There is almost no trauma to the whole body, only a fall injury on the back of the head, as if hitting the corner of the bed when he fell to the ground."

"The time of death was probably around five o'clock in the morning, maybe six o'clock. Anyway, when I got here, the body of the deceased was still warm. He just died not long ago."

"That's not the most critical question."

"What is the most critical question?"

"I'll tell you, I just heard from the police that they roughly checked the surveillance. After 12 o'clock last night, no one entered the room of the deceased at all."

"What you said made me feel horrible."

"The fact is so horrible. Like homicide, suffocation. But no one has entered the room of the dead."

"Don't you want to say that people didn't do it? We are supported by materialism. After all these years of forensic medicine, you still believe in these unreliable supernatural theories?"

"I don't believe it, but I have to find a reason to convince me! Can you explain it?"

"No, maybe there's something else that hasn't been found. After all, we only did a rough test. We'll wait until we return to the identification center to test the blood components of the deceased and other things before making a conclusion."

"Well. It is, but I have a hunch that it's not going to work. There must be nothing to find out."

"Why do you say that?"

"It's intuition, the sixth sense of being a forensic doctor. I go to the scene all the year round, and I don't sit in the office. I have seen enough cases."

"Tch, don't let your boss hear your words, you will be scolded. Our task is to take samples. As for the inspection, it is beyond our ability and we will leave it to the professor to handle it himself."

"Ah."

At this moment, the elevator sounded a "ding".

After Qiao Ran left the two forensic doctors, she also quietly came to the eighteenth floor where the accident happened.

Their conversation just now caught her attention.

It looked like homicide, suffocated to death, but there was no trace of homicide.

There was no sign of any murderer either.

That is, a typical case where no one commits a crime, but dies unexpectedly.

She couldn't help reminding her that Zhao Jinrong's death had always been an unsolved case back then, and the mystery of Zhao Jinrong's death had not yet been solved.

She quickened her pace, and a yellow cordon was blocked in front of her.She bowed around and came to the door of the accident, Room 1808.

The staff was busy and no one noticed her.

In the air, it was extraordinarily quiet, and death-like silence spread everywhere.

She glanced into the room, only to see Da Bao always lying on the carpet, just as his face was facing out, she could see clearly.

She took two steps back in fright.

Memories that had been dusty for a long time came up like a tide.

Mr. Dabao's death condition is exactly the same as that of Zhao Jinrong!