Chapter 506

It was not until three days later that the man's body was fished out of the river. After checking the monitoring, only the man was found from beginning to end, and he jumped into the river himself.

At that time, an old man said that he had encountered a ghost, but now it seems that I'm afraid this man didn't get hysteria, and his mental disorder suddenly led to suicide.

Therefore, in areas that do not pay attention to mental diseases, it is indeed very difficult to judge whether some people commit suicide only through some behaviors before death.

However, Fang Ze did not only rely on this point to judge.

He pointed to the exhibition shelf standing next to the desk and said, "from the style of the room, Wang Teng should be a person who has quite strict requirements for cleanliness. Therefore, he can't tolerate things like misalignment, broken weapons, and mismatched bases on the display shelf.

There is only one possibility for this to happen, that is, Wang Teng had a fight with others before he died, resulting in his body hitting the exhibition cabinet. The murderer restored the exhibition cabinet after the murder, but he was not Wang Teng. He would not understand how valuable a person who bought so many handmade things would be to handmade things. It is absolutely not allowed to have such things as broken weapons leading to defective handling. "

"Well, I also agree with my senior brother that Wang Teng did not commit suicide." Wu Xiaoxi, wearing gloves, carefully opened the dead man's left hand.

"You see, Wang Teng's left hand doesn't have a hand cocoon that has been used for a long time. Coupled with the video about Wang Teng shot by Charlotte in the casino before, we can conclude that Wang Teng is not a left-handed. Then it can be more proved that Wang Teng's death is not suicide."

"Indeed." At this time, Charlotte was more inclined that Wang Teng was killed by him. Because a person who is not left-handed can hardly commit suicide by holding a knife in his left hand and cutting off his right wrist.

"Then this time it's an acquaintance." Charlotte said, carefully observing the surrounding environment.

"There are traces of wiping on the table, floor and exhibition cabinet, which proves that the murderer didn't wear gloves when committing the crime. That's why he needs to clean his fingerprints."

"Call the police, and leave the rest to the police." Fang Ze squatted beside the desk and looked at it and said, "after the exhibition cabinet was knocked down, some hand-made parts fell behind the desk. When that person was cleaning up the traces, he ignored here, so the dust here will faithfully record that person's fingerprints."

After finding the clue, Fang Ze, who was not suitable to stay here and wait for the police, and Wu Xiaoxi came out first.

"There is no camera in the community." After Fang Ze came out, he looked around.

"Don't worry, there's nothing." Wu Xiaoxi said, "in terms of infrastructure, the more developed regions always lag behind."

"That's true." The two walked out of the community and avoided the cameras on the street. Then Fang Ze asked Wu Xiaoxi, "let me take you back first."

"By the way, senior brother." After Wu Xiaoxi returned to the office, he saw that Fang Ze had no idea of going up, so he asked, "I've always wanted to ask whether the drug that makes me smaller is aptx4869 in Conan's cartoon."

"Take it as it is." Fang Ze didn't say it clearly. He patted Wu Xiaoxi's head and said, "everyone has only one chance to choose life. Although your first half of life is not very good, it's good to have a chance to reshuffle and live again. Just enjoy every day."

"In fact, living is really a troublesome thing." Wu Xiaoxi replied, "my life now can only be regarded as fooling around."

"Idling around is the best life." Fang Ze turned and left, waved his hand, "let's contact later."

Back to the small casino, Fang Ze sat next to the master who was playing cards.

"Is he dead?" The master should have smelled the smell of blood from Fang Ze and guessed.

"Yes. Even in seemingly peaceful places, people sometimes die for no reason."

"Death is everywhere, and the difference is only size." Gang stretched his hand, and there seemed to be no angry and sad expression on his face.

It looks all right.

Fang Ze just breathed a sigh of relief, but then the master's words broke Fang Ze's lucky heart, "if I make some trouble here, will it affect you?"

"It depends on the trouble you've caused." Fang Ze could only reluctantly answer, "if you use ninja in the street, I'm definitely dead. But if I do something in private, I can still live."

"On the battlefield, I can't revenge for my dead comrades in arms, because it is the war itself that kills them. But if it is revenge, I think I can still get a chance to revenge."

The master threw the cards in his hand on the table, and then pushed the chips forward, "no gambling, eat."

The two left the small casino and came to a Japanese restaurant. Gang Shou went in and ordered a bowl of ramen.

"It's better than Yile Ramen in the village." The master commented while eating.

"Sometimes, whether the food tastes good or not has nothing to do with taste, but with meaning." Fang Ze thought of Naruto. If Naruto came here to eat noodles, he should say that Yile Ramen is the best.

After all, in the whole miserable childhood experience, anyone can say evil words to Naruto, only Yile. Naruto will prepare a bowl of steaming Ramen for him whenever he goes.

If Zilai also fills the gap of Naruto's father, Yile fills the gap of Naruto's mother, although such a metaphor is strange.

Thinking of Zilai, Fang Ze suddenly asked, "master, can I ask you a more personal question?"

"Ask." The master said.

"What kind of feelings do you have for Zilai?"

After Fang Ze's words, gang Shou stopped eating noodles.

"Do you know that guy?"

"No." Fang Ze touched his nose, "just curious."

"No feeling." The master began to eat noodles again. "In my life, I will lose every bet and probably won't get anything."

"In fact, sometimes losing is better than winning." Fang Ze thought for a long time, but he didn't dare to tell the master after all. Zilai also made a bet with her before he died. Since then, I also let the master gamble that he will die, because the master will lose every bet.

But I didn't expect that the master won the bet, and the only time he won the bet, he lost his last closest person.

Life.

Fang Ze ate a bunch of salt roasted shrimp, and the meat hurt while eating. Eating a bunch of roasted shrimp here can have a good barbecue in the mainland.

Back to the hotel, it was still a drunken night.

The next morning, Fang Ze called Wu Xiaoxi, asked about the progress of the case, and asked who was behind the scenes of the underground bank they had been tracking down.