Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Then when she was discharged from the hospital, it was probably the time for me to get divorced. Wenxuan is a newly famous star, and I usually stay by his side, except for that one time."

Gao Ming and Xu Qianqian looked at each other, and both realized that there might be some clues in that hot spring.

The bald man couldn't bear to look at the bathroom and asked softly, "Comrade police, what do you say about Wenxuan's situation? Did he commit suicide or was he murdered? This kid is usually a sunny little puppy."

"He was very positive and optimistic. He didn't seem like someone who would commit suicide. Could he have been murdered?"

"I'm not sure. Everything needs to be investigated thoroughly before we can say anything."

"Can the family come with us?"

The middle-aged man wiped his tears and followed over: "Comrade police, please tell us if there is anything you need our cooperation with."

Gao Ming said seriously, "If we want to get to the bottom of this matter, we may need to perform an autopsy on the deceased. I wonder what your family members think."

"Autopsy? Isn't the cause of death very clear? Why do we need an autopsy? My son must have been forced by his agency. You don't know how exhausted he must be."

"He called me before and said he could only sleep four or five hours a day because he was so exhausted. He also said that he would save money once he made enough money and become an ordinary person in the future."

Father Wen took a deep breath and said pleadingly, "My son is a Scorpio. He has always been very obsessed with perfection, especially his body."

"I'm afraid an autopsy won't work. I can't let my son be dissected and messed up after his death. I can investigate from other aspects."

Li Fumei listened quietly on the side.

After they had discussed it, the body was sent to the morgue. This was also the family's strong request. If it was placed in the police station morgue, they were afraid that their son would be dissected.

Gao Ming took people to Wenxuan's company to investigate. Xu Qianqian returned to the police station and asked people to investigate the hot spring center and Wenxuan's interpersonal relationships.

I thought everything was going according to plan, but an accident happened. The family of the deceased, who had been filled with indignation, changed their minds the next day and urged that their son be cremated.

After Gao Ming and the others learned about this, they brought people directly to the morgue. Seeing the Wen family's parents' attitude change drastically, they frowned and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry to cremate the body?"

"Did anyone come to you? What did they say to you? Just tell us."

Mother Wen's eyes flickered, and she said with a stern face, "My son's death was an accident, and the hotel has agreed to compensate us. Let's forget about this matter. We also want our son to be buried in peace as soon as possible."

Father Wen lowered his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Yes, let's leave it at that. This child may have been under a lot of pressure and couldn't think straight for a moment, so he did something wrong."

"The cause of death was an accident, not homicide. This has nothing to do with your police station. You cannot interfere with us. Please move aside. We want to take our son to the crematorium."

The sudden tough attitude of the deceased's parents left everyone confused. Their own son was dead, so how could the parents' attitude be so strange? It changed so much in less than a day.

It's impossible that there's no one behind this, fanning the flames. Gao Ming said sternly, "Please calm down. Who came to see you and what did they say? Your son's death is very strange."

"No matter what someone promised you, once the body is cremated, if they go back on their word, what will you get?"

Since emotions don't work, how about trying to gamble with interests? The family members' attitude is obviously wrong. Either someone is threatening them from behind, or someone has promised them benefits.

Wen's parents looked at each other, a hint of uneasiness in their eyes.

Yes, they haven’t received the money yet. What if they really cremate their son and the other party refuses to admit it? What can they do? Should they tell the police?

It's no use telling the truth. How can we convict him without evidence? My son's death in the bathroom was an accident. There's no possibility of homicide.