This unique piece of gold-sprayed red paper is just a treat. "Du...Yunning?" Ling Shu said suspiciously.

The woman in cheongsam nodded.

"You're not…?"

Ling Shu wanted to ask you if you were dead, but you couldn't ask any questions.

Du Yunning's temperament is very peaceful, unlike her who was full of energy when she first married into the Yuan family, nor was she who became a grudge when she became a deep-bouded woman. She was more like when she was studying in the past, she was carefree and had no need to think about anything. Everyone was full of passion and could be poured into the hot land of youth.

"I'm not dead, I've been alive." Ling Shu heard her say, "Do you think I'm dead?"

Ling Shu sat up with his painful head, and his eyes were also dark and dark from time to time. As the curtains were pulled up, he could hardly see Du Yunning's expression.

"You are not dead? Then where are you? Do you know that we have been looking for you these days? Everyone in Shanghai thought you were dead, and your husband Yuan Bing was also locked in jail!"

"I know."

Du Yunning's voice was very pleasant and light.

"Now is the result I want. I hate him. If he hadn't locked me in this cage and watched me decay and rot, how could I get addicted to smoking? Do you know that he had an illegitimate child outside, and I was like a fool, and I didn't know anything. Why can he have three wives and four concubines, and I would have to live my life with Mrs. Yuan's chastity archway?"

Ling Shu: "So, you really have an affair with Hong Xiaoguang. Who is he?"

Du Yunning: "He? He is you!"

Ling Shu: "Nonsense..."

He was about to get up and pull Du Yunning to avoid the other party from escaping, but after seeing Du Yunning say that, he suddenly turned around, his face turned pale and no longer looked like a living person, with bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his two eyeballs almost fell out of his eye sockets, which was very terrible.

Ling Shu immediately started to sweat coldly, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he jumped up like a carp.

"You're awake?"

Du Yunning is gone.

A man was sitting in the direction she was just now looking down at the file.

It was Yue Dingtang.

Ling Shu was still in shock and suddenly realized that he had a nightmare.

"I just had a dream."

He gasped slightly, his chest and back were wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

The slender neck is stretched straight, as if it will break at any time.

"Nightmare?"

Yue Dingtang raised his head, took off his glasses, stood up and turned on the lights.

The room was bright.

Ling Shu inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

But Yue Dingtang's next words made him tense again.

"A bad news, Yuan Bing is dead."

If you are really afraid of anything, you will come.

Ling Shu was stunned for a moment, his head buzzed, and he was a little confused for a moment.

"How did you die?"

His lips were white and dry, and his voice was extremely hard.

"The smoke and poison attacks are in danger of illness and there is no cure."

Yue Dingtang got up and poured him a cup of boiled water.

"I went one step late. His rescue was ineffective. He just took his last breath and didn't even have time to ask."

"Du Yunning's personal maid, Alan, was also dead. Two people died within two days. They were both key figures in Yanzi. Why is it such a coincidence?"

Ling Shu drank a few sips of water before his throat felt much more comfortable.

Yue Dingtang: "I asked, someone went to see Yuan Bing before he died."

Ling Shu: "Who?"

Yue Dingtang: "Yuan Lingbo, Yuan Bingdao's second sister."

Ling Shu: "This person must have settled in Hong Kong for a long time, why did he come back suddenly?"

Yue Dingtang nodded: "Yuan Bing has a separate cell, and he and the police officer are doing well. The person who came to visit the prison claimed to be his second aunt, so the police officer agreed to her visit the prison."

Ling Shu couldn't help but say, "The jurisdiction of the Tangtang Concession's Capture House is so relaxed?"

Yue Dingtang smiled: "That's right, otherwise how could people drink, play cards and have midnight snacks in there?"

Ling Shu looked like an expression that I couldn't understand at all.

He was sweating and wet on his forehead, with clear black and white, and his energy was insufficient, and he could not support his usual carefreeness.

Yue Dingtang glanced at him and swallowed the ridicule that had originally come to his mouth.

"In theory, if Yuan Ergu is fake, Yuan Bing will find out immediately. However, according to the police confession, after the woman entered, she stayed in for about an hour, and there was no big noise. After the other party left, he went in and took a look. Yuan Bing sat there honestly without any noise. Until half an hour later, a sound came from inside. Yuan Bing said that he was unwell and his condition became more and more serious. The police quickly called someone to call a doctor, but it was too late."

Ling Shu: "Food poisoning? Have you confirmed that the body was him?"

Yue Dingtang: "It is indeed him, there is no doubt. The cause of his death was initially determined to be excessive smoking. In other words, his second aunt went in to visit the prison and brought him food. The custodian accepted bribes, so he concealed this from us at the beginning, and has now been dismissed from his post."

Money can make the devil push the mill, and this is not an exaggeration to use in the current Shanghai.

Although Yuan Bing was temporarily detained for suspicion, the Yuan family still has some wealth after all, which is enough for him to bribe the police room and live a more comfortable life inside. Moreover, because of his identity, everyone dared not do anything randomly. Even if Yuan Lingbo's sudden appearance, no one would ask. He was put in so easily and had close contact with Yuan Bing.

No one knows what they talked about in that hour, and whether that woman was Yuan Bing's second aunt, all of which will become a complete mystery with Yuan Bing's death.

If nothing unexpected happens, even if they have dispelled the entire Shanghai, they will not be able to find a woman named Yuan Lingbo.

"What about Alan, what is the autopsy result?" Ling Shu turned and asked the maid.

"You may not believe it," said Yue Dingtang. "Now the preliminary report shows that Alan was indeed strangled to death by hanging."

Ling Shu: "This cannot completely rule out homicide. If someone makes her unconscious first and then put her on a hanging rope, she can also suffocate her to death, and no abnormalities can be found."

Yue Dingtang shook his head.

“No matter whether it is or not, it doesn’t matter now.”

They were wondering before that if the other party came to the Yuan family, why didn’t he start directly from Yuan Bing, but passed Du Yunning first? Not long after he said this, something happened to Yuan Bing.

Once the news of Yuan Bing's death is spread, it will inevitably cause another sensation, adding more confusing color to this fan.

Many novelists may be inspired by this and compile more strange plots. The Yuan Family Trilogy serialized by newspapers can also make a lot of money.

However, these have nothing to do with the case itself, and will even make the case farther away from the truth.

What if you pull your eyes back from the cause of death of three people and jump directly to the result?

After becoming a policeman, Ling Shu had come into contact with many eucalyptus, from trivial matters to large eucalyptus. There are many things happening in Shanghai every day, and there are more cases that cannot be solved. Many files have already accumulated dust and dust. Ling Shu would go to the archives to read slowly when he was free, and no one would urge him to finish it quickly. This has become his entertainment and fun.

From these cases, Ling Shu also slowly realized some ideas.

For example, when you seem to be led by a ball of thread, don’t pay attention to the rope first. You can directly try to cross the thread and walk ahead and may find another scene.

"Does Yuan Bing have an illegitimate child?"

"No." Yue Dingtang said confidently. "Although Yuan Bing is romantic outside, smoking big smoke for a long time should have a certain impact on his fertility."

Ling Shu: "Yuan Bing has three aunts. If Yuan Bing and Du Yunning are both dead, logically speaking, the Yuan family's inheritance should be inherited by three aunts. However, the third aunt is dead, with no children and no daughters. The eldest aunt is far away in the United States. Now, it may not have received news of something wrong with the Yuan family. The only second aunt, Yuan Lingbo, was the one who came to visit before he died."

Yue Dingtang: "Yes, but once she appears, she will inevitably find it difficult to get rid of the suspicion of killing her nephew and plotting for property. If this Yuan Lingbo is real, she will never appear again."

Ling Shu: "If the Yuan family's property is not inherited for a long time, the government will recycle the confiscation and re-auction the house."

Yue Dingtang frowned.

He made a gesture, indicating that Ling Shu would not need to continue talking.

But he himself has not spoken for a long time, obviously clarifying his thoughts.

Ling Shu thought of the maid Alan and the Yuan family's house.

This woman is bound to be a key part of it.

She might have been an insider, or a participant, so she must die.

The murderer killed someone to cover up some things and thought that the person would be killed if he died, but from another perspective, the more people died, the more flaws there would be.

"I'll check Alan's origin first."

"I want to go to Yuan's house to have a look."

Both spoke almost at the same time.

Yue Dingtang: "Although the death of Yuan Bing and Alan is unfortunate news, it also has one advantage, that is, indirectly clearing you of suspicion. Now you don't have to be so anxious."

Ling Shu: "If the eunuch is broken as soon as possible, I can get rid of the suspicion as soon as possible. Otherwise, the murderer will be spared and I will definitely be suspended from the police station for inspection. My professional ideal is to be a policeman, but I don't want to lose this job."

This job is a job that is free and easy.

He added in his heart.
To be continued...