The information prepared by Ding Zhaolin was very detailed, but every information could only be viewed in the conference room and could neither be taken away nor recorded.
Qu Mingcong could only try to remember it with his brain.
The text is okay, but the photos are really hard to remember all the details.
He asked his assistant: "Can you go back and look at the photos again?"
"Of course." The assistant was operating on the laptop and said, "If you need to review this information during the investigation, you can call me at any time. My phone number is on the contract."
Mei Chao looked back at Qu Mingcong and said with a smile: "Brother Ming is still very good. He has handled murder cases, so his psychological quality is different."
The picture on the curtain returns to the original photo.
This time, they were mentally prepared, and the expressions of Mei Chao and others were quite calm.
——The female corpse lay quietly on the ground. In the contrasting light and shadow, several blood stains showed an extremely bright red color. This was a photo taken late at night with the flash on. It is not actually scary, just because of the state of death.
It's too real and gives the whole picture a vaguely terrifying atmosphere.
Qu Mingcong frowned and looked at the blood-stained parts, and asked: "I was lying on my stomach when I fell. Why did the autopsy report mention just now that there were scratches on the back of the shoulder? She seemed to have had some scratches on her ears as well.
Blood."
Everyone was stunned and looked at the photo again.
"Could it be that when you fell, you hit the window sill or something hard?"
"Maybe she hit her shoulder before committing suicide?"
"The autopsy report shows that the deceased had multiple fractures, organ damage, and intracranial hemorrhage. The cause of death is already clear. There is no need to worry about these small scratches."
"Our purpose is to find out why she jumped off the building. Pay more attention to the details. Maybe we can make new discoveries. After all, all the doubts on the surface have been investigated."
There was a lot of discussion among everyone.
After thinking about it, Cao Xiuwen put forward a hypothesis: "Is it possible that Ding Na had a physical collision with someone, such as being bullied or insulted, and this kind of thing has been going on for a period of time, which has caused a lot of psychological pressure on Ding Na
, that night she was bullied again and collapsed for a moment, so she chose to end her life."
"But someone has checked in this direction before, and it seems that there is no bullying." Pan Fang looked at everyone and expressed his opinion, "Generally speaking, when high school students suddenly commit suicide, it is either because of academic pressure or because of
The interpersonal relationships in the school encountered difficulties. Ding Na committed suicide during the summer vacation, so it was unlikely that she would be bullied by people in the school."
"Maybe it's people from outside the school?" Mei Chao also participated and actively expressed his views, "Delinquent students outside the school and young people in society actually have the opportunity to come into contact with students in the school. Assuming that such a group of people exists, and Ding Na
I thought I would be able to get out of trouble after graduation, but I didn't expect that the other party would come to visit me again. Maybe the other party had something to do with Ding Na, so Ding Na chose to commit suicide out of despair."
Mei Chao turned to ask Ding Zhaolin: "Mr. Ding, what kind of person is Ling Qianjin usually? Is she introverted? If she encounters trouble, is she the kind of person who will talk to her parents?"
Ding Zhaolin slowly shook his head, "Although I am her father in name, I am my stepfather after all, and she is not a little girl anymore. I always need to avoid suspicion, so I rarely interfere in her affairs. She has a relatively independent personality and is a very talented person."
As for the child who has thoughts, as for whether she will talk to her parents... she might have done it before, but her mother has not been in good health in recent years. Even if it is out of consideration for her mother's health, I guess she will not take matters into account at school.
Let your parents worry."
"Can we talk to your wife about Ling Qianjin's case?" Mei Chao said, "It's okay if I embarrass you. After finally getting out of the shadows, it's a bit cruel to recall the death of my daughter. I just think it might be helpful to investigate the case.
It’s helpful, that’s why I made this request…”
"I have also considered this matter." Ding Zhaolin said, "On the 24th of this month...that is, next Saturday, the investigation has been going on for a week. I will invite you to my home and gather together.
Let’s talk about the progress of the investigation and you will meet my wife that day.”
Ding Zhaolin paused for a moment, raised his eyes and glanced around the crowd, and then said: "She is in poor health and rarely sees guests, so I'm afraid she won't be able to accompany you for a long time like me to ask questions.
A few words, it shouldn’t matter.”
Mei Chao and others exchanged glances with each other, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Judging from Ding Zhaolin's words, even if they did not ask for a meeting with Mrs. Ding, Ding Zhaolin would arrange for them to meet with Mrs. Ding.
They are only the people who participated in the third phase of the event, and there will be the fourth, fifth, and sixth phases later... Is it possible that the people in each phase will be taken home by Ding Zhaolin to meet his wife?
Do you keep talking about how your daughter died a year ago?
...For a mother, what is the difference between this and Ling Chi?
Mei Chao quickly adjusted his attitude and said politely with a smile: "Okay, Mr. Ding has made very thoughtful arrangements. We will do our best to investigate the truth."
It’s all for the heat anyway.
Since they don't care as parents, why should they care?
"The time process is probably clear. We will start the investigation today, report the progress next Saturday, and submit the investigation report next Saturday." Mei Chao smiled and looked at the others, "I don't have any problems here. I don't know if anyone else has any.
question."
Pan Fang looked at the information in his hand and said: "There will definitely be problems, but they will probably continue to appear after the investigation begins. No matter how detailed the questions are now, it actually doesn't make much sense."
Cao Xiuwen also nodded and agreed: "In the next week, we will do our best to collect clues and then sort out the problems. Let's discuss it together when we meet Mr. and Mrs. Ding next Saturday."
Ding Zhaolin's eyes fell on Qu Mingcong, who had been silent, "Where is Mr. Qu? Do you have any questions to ask?"
Qu Mingcong glanced at He Qile beside him, then shook his head, "No more."
He doesn't want to appear too positive.
Because he always felt that this kid was observing him secretly.
Ding Zhaolin withdrew his gaze, and showed a concluding smile as if after the meeting, and said: "Well, now I will take you to the place where the accident occurred to have a look, and then your investigation activities can officially start. The specific time of the next meeting is
, my assistant will notify you one day in advance."
The assistant turned off the projection, put away the laptop, and opened the curtains.
The winter sunshine shines in, dispelling the darkness in the room.
Everyone followed Ding Zhaolin to the workshop on the fourth floor. Qu Mingcong fell at the back, glanced at He Qile who was walking slowly beside him, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Aren't you a puzzle lover? Why didn't you say a word just now?
No questions asked."
He Qile lowered his head and avoided his gaze, "...because they have already asked the questions I want to ask."
"Really?" Qu Mingcong half-smiled.
"Moreover..." He Qile gave another reason, "Besides, I am young, so the questions I raise may not be taken seriously, so...this investigation mainly depends on you."