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"Didn't you say that you were scared to death when you bumped into 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 frightened to death."

Live photos and videos have been posted online.

Netizens guessed, yes.

The three words funeral parlor are indeed very easy to arouse associations.

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

The young man bowed his head and said nothing.

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

Li Xiangbin nodded, and said: "Ms. Hou, the theory of ghosts and gods is not credible."

"I can tell you responsibly that there are definitely human factors involved in Yan Jiakui's death."

"Therefore, I hope you can cooperate with our investigation."

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

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

Li Xiangbin: "There is a possibility."

Hou Man was stunned: "How come..."

"My husband never offends anyone."

Li Xiangbin said: "Ms. Hou, we will judge for ourselves if we have not offended anyone."

"Before that, I hope you can answer our questions truthfully."

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

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

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

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

"After coming back, drink two sips of wine, watch TV for a while and fall asleep."

Li Xiangbin: "Is there anything different from before?"

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

Li Xiangbin: "Then...does he have any new friends recently?"

Hou Man said: "Shouldn't there be?"

"He has very 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."

"We only communicate with relatives during the New Year and holidays, and we basically don't see each other very often."

"Maybe they think Jiakui is unlucky."

"It doesn't matter, we can live on our own."

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

Hou Man turned his head: "Yes."

Wang Ze: "Okay, thank you."

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

Li Xiangbin: "OK."

Wang Ze got up, first took a look at Xiao Shuang, 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 it over a little bit, thoughtfully.

After closing the closet, he came to the head of the bed.

Open the bedside table.

inside.

There are several packs of cigarettes.

Wang Zeben was a smoker.

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

"It's quite generous to myself."

"Did you send it?"

Wang Ze said to himself.

this smoke.

It costs 45 a box outside.

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

may.

It was given by the family of the deceased.

It's the funeral home after all.

Giving some benefits will be more or less convenient for the family members of the deceased.

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

Here.

It should be where Yan Jiakui's son lives.

There is a computer.

There are anime posters on the walls.

When he came to the desk, Wang Ze stared at Yan Xiaoshuang's computer for a while.

this computer.

It doesn't seem cheap.

He took out his phone and took a picture.

Shopping software search.

"Ok?"

"Fifteen thousand?"

Wang Ze's eyes moved slightly.

Yan Jiakui was quite generous to his son.

Is it just generosity?

He felt a little strange.

No matter how high the salary of the funeral parlor 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 rather strange that he is 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 confirming the price, he frowned.

He left the bedroom and came to the living room.

Li Xiangbin was still asking.

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

"what?"

Yan Xiaoshuang turned his head and looked at Wang Ze.

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

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

Hou Man hurriedly said, "Five thousand."

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

"so much?"

Hou Man was puzzled: "His consumption on the 5.3 side is relatively high, so of course he has to pay more."

"what happened?"

"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 clues that were discovered just now.

Wang Ze shook his head slightly, motioning to turn around and talk again.

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

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

Hou Man nodded: "Yes."

"Sometimes, they don't come back for days on end."

Li Xiangbin objected: "Isn't it?"

"Although funeral parlors need to work night shifts, they are on a shift system."

"How could he not come back for several days?"

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

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Chapter 117 Additional income [4]

The blank look on Hou Man's face didn't seem like a faux pas.

Should really not know.