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Finally, the hospital determined that the deceased was a heart attack.This is the final conclusion on this matter.

Detective agency

Sitting on the sofa was a middle-aged woman wearing a colorful dress. The unique fat around her waist was restrained by the dress, and some of it was more obvious, similar to most middle-aged women. Weeping incessantly.

Mo Nan looked at the boy, he stood there blankly with a gray expression, a bit like a marionette, losing his vitality.

Mo Nan had seen the reactions of many family members. Obviously, the boy was frightened by the news and didn't react for a while.

Liu Guihua didn't believe that her husband died of a heart attack, because according to her, her husband didn't have any heart disease at all, and when he died, his expression was very frightened, so something must have happened to him.

Sun Ke asked Liu Guihua from the side, and while taking notes, he took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged widowed woman.

Sun Ke got up and walked over to Mo Nan with a note in hand. The two of them looked at each other and they knew it.

Sun Ke and Mo Nan entered the office and closed the door.

Sun Ke handed the notes he had just taken to Mo Nan, and Mo Nan sat in his chair and took over. Mo Nan developed the photos, and lined up the hospital results and notes.

He propped his head in his left hand, held a pen in his right hand, and wrote on a blank piece of paper to see if he could record any key points.

According to Liu Guihua, Liu Da took over the job of transporting fruits in Shanxi, and drove for about two days and one night. The fruit has a short shelf life and has to be rushed, so Liu Dayi received the job, changed and washed at home, and then went out. According to his wife, it was two in the middle of the night when Liu Da went out.

It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night when he picked up the monk last night. There was nothing unusual in Xicheng District before that, and he didn't hear anything after that.

I went to the freight company to check, and all the jobs that Liu Da took had certificates, so there was no problem with the freight company.

Because it is an old house in Xicheng District, there is no monitoring, and the driving recorder on the truck has not been found to have any problems.

Mo Nan stared at the photo of Liu Da's death. His pupils were wide open, and he looked terrified, as if he had seen some ghost or ghost. The corpse was bowed. It seems that what he saw at that time must have made him extremely frightened. s things.

Mo Nan followed Sun Ke to send the victim's family back, and stopped by his house to check.

When Mo Nan was thinking about the case, he never drove. Sun Ke drove and Mo Nan sat in the co-pilot.

Liu Da and the others lived in a residential building next to Mo Nan. They lived on the third floor. For fear of causing more gossip among the residents, Sun Ke drove them back in Mo Nan's car.

Parked the car on the side of Nanma Road, and followed Liu Guihua and his son up to the third floor. The door of their house was an old iron gate.

With a bang, the door opened, and the lights in the house were still on. It must have been turned off by someone who hadn’t come in a hurry. There were still breakfast, bowls and chopsticks on the table, and unwashed clothes on the balcony.

"Can I look around?"

Mo Nan asked Liu Guihua in a very soft tone, asking for her opinion.

Liu Guihua nodded, her voice was a little hoarse due to crying too much, but the tears on her face had never dried up.

The layout of this house is the same as Mo Nan's, with two bedrooms and one living room. Mo Nan walked into the bedroom and saw that there were many men's and women's clothes in the wardrobe of the bedroom, which should belong to Liu Guihua and her husband.

There was an alarm clock by the bedside in the bedroom, Mo Nan looked at it, the alarm clock was set to six o'clock, it should be Liu Guihua who got up at that time to make breakfast for her son who was studying.

Opening the window of the bedroom, you can see the alley from here, but you can't see the place where Liu Da died. Mo Nan went to another bedroom to have a look. This is the room of Liu Peng, the eldest son of Liu.

I went in and took a look, and the atmosphere in the room was a bit gloomy. There was a 1.8-meter bed in the room, and there was a desk facing the bed. The desk was full of books, and the curtains on both sides of the window were gray.

Mo Nan walked to the window and looked outside. This position was just right where he could see the place where Liu Da died. The windows were open on both sides. When he was about to turn around, he saw that there seemed to be a picture on the extension of the balcony on the second floor. Photo.

He looked back at Sun Ke, Sun Ke comforted Liu Guihua a few words, then walked towards him, approaching him and asked in a low voice.

"what happened?"

Mo Nan turned sideways and looked at the mother and son in the living room. He found that Liu Guihua looked at them frequently, but Liu Peng never looked back, and looked at his mother with his back to them.

Mo Nan turned around and looked around the house. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Liu Guihua looking at them frequently, but Liu Peng never looked back, but only stared at his mother.

"There's something on the extension of the balcony on the second floor. You can go downstairs and light a cigarette later, and have a look."

So Sun Ke understood it, walked to the living room, and went downstairs after a while.

Mo Nan saw a corner of something covered by the quilt on the bed. He walked over and lifted the quilt, only to find that it was just a photo.

In the photo, two little boys put their arms around their shoulders and smiled happily. One of the boys is Liu Peng, and the other should be his classmate.

The photo was sealed with glue, but it still looks a little old, and the glue seals on both sides are a little bit open. It seems that Liu Peng cherishes this photo very much.

He put down the photo and walked to the table, where there was a note written on it.It was opened, and it was all blank, with only one sentence written on it.

If I had never seen the sun, I would not have hated the night so much, and tried every means to escape until I was exhausted, unable to escape the night, and just sank in the night.

There is a glass bottle next to the table, which is filled with many origami cranes made of paper.At Mo Nan's age, he was fond of basketball at that time, and it was really rare to see a boy who liked these arts and crafts, and also folded a thousand origami cranes. There was a stack of small colored square papers next to the bottle.

Before, Mo Nan had seen girls fold paper cranes with colored post-it notes. He took the remaining post-it notes, and the top layer had some faint marks.

It must have been written, but at some point Liu Peng stood at the door of his bedroom, staring at the things in Mo Nan's hands, as if he didn't like others touching his things.

Mo Nan also knew that the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was in the rebellious period and didn't like others touching his things, so he quickly put it down.

At this time, Sun Ke also came up from downstairs and nodded at him.

Mo Nan walked to the living room and said to Liu Guihua who was still crying.

"Sister Liu, I will find out the truth about my eldest brother's death as soon as possible, and give your family an explanation, and what follow-up work will be done in the future, please cooperate a lot, and please be patient."

Liu Guihua tightly grasped his hand with her right hand, wiped her tears with her left hand, and said to him excitedly: "Inspector Mo, you must catch the murderer and bring him to justice, so that my husband's spirit in heaven can rest in peace."

While talking, she still wanted to kneel down to Mo Nan, but Mo Nan held her shoulders and refused to let her do this great gift.

"I will."

Mo Nan gave her an affirmative answer. His words seemed to come from the heart and soul, as if they didn't need to be practiced.

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