Han Fei thought it would be better to let Xu Mo finish eating before telling him. They could talk after the meal.
But Xu Mo's curiosity had been thoroughly piqued by Han Fei. He was eager to know what Han Fei wanted to tell him.
He asked directly, "What is it? Just tell me. I'm almost done eating anyway."
"There might be another case," Han Fei said. "I'm not entirely sure, but something seems fishy... Did you see the trending topic in our city? About the guy who committed suicide after losing money in stocks."
Xu Mo recalled the trending topic he had seen earlier.
The trending post said that the person had jumped to his death after losing money in the stock market.
For Han Fei to specifically call about this, could it mean that the person didn't commit suicide but was murdered?
So, had Han Fei discovered something suspicious?
"You suspect it's not suicide but homicide?" Xu Mo asked while opening the trending topic again.
"Yes," Han Fei explained briefly: "I know the deceased. He comes from a very wealthy family. A few hundred thousand wouldn't be much to him. He's not the type to impulsively commit suicide over losing that amount."
Xu Mo unconsciously repeated Han Fei's words.
"Very wealthy..."
He glanced at An Youyi.
Among the people Xu Mo knew, only An Youyi could be described as coming from a very wealthy family.
Coincidentally, An Youyi had also lost a few hundred thousand in stocks today.
Her situation was almost identical to the deceased person Han Fei described.
Xu Mo observed An Youyi.
He saw her holding her empty bowl, peering intently into the hot pot. She seemed to be debating whether to have another bowl of soup...
She was probably torn between worrying about gaining weight and wanting more, caught in indecision. She looked completely carefree.
The rich were indeed so down-to-earth, as if losing 300,000 meant nothing to her.
Judging from An Youyi's various reactions, it was hard to tell she had just lost 300,000. She didn't even look slightly dejected.
Xu Mo suddenly understood Han Fei's perspective.
He realized why Han Fei suspected this wasn't suicide, but homicide!
If, as Han Fei said, the deceased came from a wealthy background and a few hundred thousand meant nothing to him, then his reaction to losing that money should have been similar to An Youyi's.
Even if he felt bad about losing money, it would only be temporary, a slight mood drop. It wouldn't escalate to jumping off a building in a moment of despair.
"Should we go to the scene and take a look?" Xu Mo suggested. "Now that you mention it, I also feel something's off. The deceased might not have committed suicide at all."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Fei replied, "I received the report early this morning. I'm at the scene now. I'll send you some photos. See if you can spot anything."
Han Fei suddenly went silent on the other end.
About a minute later, Han Fei spoke again.
"Check your WeChat. I just sent you some photos I took. Take a look and see if you notice anything unusual."
At the same time, Xu Mo's phone chimed a few times.
"Okay," he responded, opening WeChat to check the photos Han Fei had just sent.
No wonder he wanted me to finish eating first, Xu Mo thought. Brain matter splattered everywhere. Good thing I'm almost done, or I wouldn't be able to take another bite... Xu Mo examined the photos Han Fei sent very carefully.
After a while, he came to a conclusion: "Time of death was about four hours ago. We can confirm he died from the fall, not killed elsewhere and thrown down to fake a suicide scene. But whether he jumped voluntarily or was pushed, I can't determine. One thing's for sure though, the deceased didn't engage in any physical struggle before death."
This was all Xu Mo could deduce from the photos Han Fei sent.
Because without an autopsy, that's all the information one could gather.
After Xu Mo finished speaking, Han Fei pondered, "Cause of death is falling from a great height, no signs of struggle before death... So there's still a possibility it was suicide?"
"It's possible, but not certain," Xu Mo replied. "We can't rule out the possibility that the killer was someone familiar to the victim. In a case of murder by an acquaintance, there wouldn't need to be a struggle. They could simply push the victim off when he wasn't paying attention."
"So in your opinion, is suicide or homicide more likely?" Han Fei asked Xu Mo again.
Xu Mo answered without hesitation: "Homicide!"
When he first saw the trending topic, Xu Mo didn't think much of it, assuming it was a common suicide case.
But when Han Fei called to discuss it, Xu Mo realized... this incident was now connected to him.
He had a Conan-like constitution when it came to these matters.
If this type of incident was linked to him, it definitely wouldn't be simple.
Suicide was impossible. It had to be homicide!
Besides, Han Fei had mentioned earlier that he knew the deceased, who came from a wealthy background.
How could someone from a wealthy family impulsively commit suicide by jumping off a building just because they lost a few hundred thousand in stocks? It's impossible!
There must be something fishy going on.
Based on the crime scene photos Han Fei sent, Xu Mo had gathered some useful information.
First, the cause of death was falling from a great height. He indeed died from the fall, not killed by other means and then pushed down to fake a suicide scene.
So, the rooftop was the primary crime scene. They could collect fingerprints or hair samples for biological evidence, which might become crucial evidence.
Second, the deceased showed no signs of struggle before death, indicating he wasn't forcibly pushed off the building.
This suggested that the killer was likely someone familiar to the victim, or at least an acquaintance. It definitely wasn't a stranger.
When Han Fei first received the report, he thought it was a straightforward suicide case.
If it were suicide, handling it wouldn't be too complicated.
They would seal off the scene, disperse the crowd, then transport the body back to the police station and notify the family to claim it.
But upon arriving at the scene, he discovered the deceased was a friend of his. Han Fei began to suspect things weren't that simple. He started to doubt it was a simple suicide, but it was just a suspicion at that point.
However, after talking with Xu Mo, Han Fei was no longer just suspicious.
He also realized that this was likely a murder case.
It was probably committed by someone familiar to the victim, and the primary crime scene was on the rooftop.
"You few, stay here and secure the scene. Don't let any unauthorized personnel approach. The rest of you, follow me up!" Han Fei decided to go up to the rooftop, to the primary crime scene, to see if they could find any useful clues.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
fe full of thrilling battles, ultimately sacrificing himself to protect his homeland and its people. Unexpectedly, he was reborn into his youth, where he encountered the campus ice queen, Ye Miyue, now working as a masseuse at his family's martial arts school. "How long have you been doing this?" "I-it's my first time..." the campus belle murmured, her head bowed. Wang Xian remembered clearly that back then, although Ye Miyue had not yet awakened her martial arts talent, her outstanding academic performance, breathtaking beauty, and icy demeanor had made her the moon goddess of every boy in school. He was no exception. In his previous life, they had no connection, never imagining they would meet under such circumstances. Sadly, today the city was attacked by an S-class beast, the 'Wind King Falcon,' destroying nearly half of the city streets. Ye Miyue had died on her way home during this disaster. Now, given a second chance, facing the campus goddess of his youth, Wang Xian resolutely decided to extend her session! And so. "My hands are tired..." the blushing campus belle whispered, relieved. Wang Xian pointed to her slender calves and said, "Who said only hands can massage? There are feet too!" "Extend the session, continue!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
iving with nine beautiful women. [Ding! Welcome back to the Joyous Sect, Host…] Lin Yu: ??? I’m clearly in a shared rental, but you’re saying I’m in the Joyous Sect? Watering plants is now [Tending to Spiritual Flora]? Cooking becomes [Researching Elixirs]? Making the bed turns into [Setting Up Formations]? A gentle and innocent auntie, twin classmates, a mysterious hacker girl on leave, a severely socially anxious artist, an elementary school Chinese teacher, a community hospital nurse, a pet shop owner, an antique clock restorer… This system… is kinda interesting.
