Chapter 202 Homicide or Suicide? First Warning? Living Together?
Two uniformed police officers were guarding the entrance.

He frowned when he saw the four people.

"Xu Yunli, forensic doctor from the Criminal Investigation Detachment of Qingshan District..."

Xu Yunli took out his police ID.

The police officers glanced at them, set up a cordon, and let the four people in.

Come to the third floor.

As soon as Nan Shu stepped onto the floor, she heard a shrill cry.

"Yuanyuan! My dear Yuanyuan! Who killed you? You died such a tragic death!"

Peng Yuan looked slightly awkward when she heard this address.

There weren't many people in the corridor, but it was obvious that several dormitory doors were quietly open, and a few pairs of eyes were peering through the cracks.

A yellow warning tape was also put up at the entrance of dormitory 304.

A woman, around fifty or sixty years old, with alternating black and silver hair, wearing a black chiffon short-sleeved top, chiffon capri pants, and a pair of black and gray cloth shoes, sat on the ground, slapping her thighs and crying out, looking extremely heartbroken.

The policewoman tried to help her up, but failed several times.

There were three other people standing next to the two: a police officer and a man and a woman.

The woman appeared to be around thirty years old, wearing a long dress, with red eyes, her head bowed, and her hands twisted in front of her. The man was slightly older, wearing a dark green polo shirt and suit pants, his beer belly bulging out of his clothes. He looked at the crying woman, his brows furrowed, and his face showed some sorrow.

"You can stay here."

Nan Shu said to the two of them.

"it is good."

Seeing this, Ji Yan frowned. It was the first time he had faced such a situation. Knowing that he couldn't help much, he nodded.

Peng Yuan had originally wanted to watch the excitement, but seeing this scene made her a little flustered.

In the face of life, the word "lively" seems a bit disrespectful to the deceased.

Nan Shu and Xu Yunli walked to the door of 304.

Xu Yunli took out his police ID again.

The crying woman paused for a moment when she saw Xu Yunli, but immediately stopped crying after hearing him introduce himself as a forensic doctor. She pushed the policewoman aside, stepped forward, and grabbed Xu Yunli's arm.

"Forensic doctor! You're a forensic doctor! My daughter was murdered, she died a horrible death! Forensic doctor, you must find the real culprit and avenge my daughter!"

"Ms. Zhao, please don't get agitated. The forensic doctor is here and will definitely find out the cause of Zhao's death."

The policewoman stepped forward to comfort her.

But the woman shoved the policewoman's hand away again and spat at the policewoman's feet, "You're all in cahoots, I don't believe you." Then she turned to Xu Yunli and cried, "Forensic doctor, you must do justice for my daughter! She's so young, she only has a little over six months left before she graduates and starts earning money."

"Oh! My poor, wretched daughter!"

The woman gripped Xu Yunli's arm tightly, her nails digging into his flesh.

Xu Yunli frowned, raised his hand, grabbed the woman's wrist, and pressed his fingertips on the numb vein.

The woman immediately lost her strength and released him.

Xu Yunli stared at the fingerprints on the shirt, his brows furrowing even more. He said coldly, "I understand your feelings about losing your daughter, but your crying and shouting right now will only affect the progress of the case."

The woman was taken aback.

Perhaps it was because his eyes were too cold that she forgot to cry for a moment, and just stared blankly at Xu Yunli.

Xu Yunli stopped looking at her, took two steps back, and looked at the police officer. "The colleagues from the trace evidence department are still on their way. What's the situation at the scene?"

"It was Ms. Zhao Jing, a family member of the deceased Zhao Yuanyuan, who reported the case."

The police officers gave Xu Yunli the photos they had taken of the scene.

Xu Yunli took it, and Nan Shu stepped forward.

Xu Yunli paused for a moment, tilting his phone slightly so that Nan Shu could see it more clearly.

The dormitories for graduate students at Hangzhou University are all four-person rooms with private bathrooms. (See photo.)

The deceased was lying on the bathroom floor, with a screwdriver handle at the top of her head. Judging by its length, the other end of the handle was almost entirely embedded in the deceased Zhao Yuanyuan's brain.

The scene was clean, and there seemed to be no signs of a struggle.

Judging from the wounds, it does seem like a homicide, but the scene itself doesn't quite look like it.

only……

Nan Shu looked at the woman who had been silent all along.

"Why was it Ms. Zhao Jing who reported the case?"

The woman seemed to know Zhao Yuanyuan, but judging from her age and demeanor, she didn't seem to be a roommate; she was more like a counselor or something similar. So, her presence here made perfect sense.

The woman froze for a moment.

The police officer also realized that they hadn't introduced the two people yet. He looked at Nan Shu in surprise, somewhat amazed by her deductive reasoning, and said, "This is Ms. Lin Lin, the deceased's counselor. This is Director Liu Jianqiang of the School of Economics and Management."

Nan Shu nodded and looked at Lin Lin again.

Lin Lin moved her lips, about to speak.

Zhao Jing, who had fallen silent, spoke up again, stepping forward and extending her hand.

"Fine, my daughter's in trouble, and you police officers are just chatting here. Why can't I be the one to report it? What do you mean? My daughter's been murdered, and you're trying to pin this on me?"

As he spoke, he reached out to scratch Nan Shu's face.

But a slender, jade-like hand grabbed her. Xu Yunli stepped forward to block Zhao Jing, his face grim.

"First warning."

"what?"

Zhao Jing was intimidated by his aura.

“If there is a second warning, even if you are not the murderer, you will be detained for three days for assaulting a police officer.”

Xu Yunli said, word by word.

Zhao Jing was frightened by the word 'detention' and withdrew her hand, but her lips moved as if she were cursing.

"That's right, Zhao Yuanyuan has been living with Ms. Zhao Jing since college."

Liu Jianqiang spoke up.

"Living together?"

Nan Shu glanced at Zhao Jing, who was still glaring at them, her cloudy eyes revealing a hint of indescribable ferocity. Nan Shu frowned.

"right…"

Liu Jianqiang glanced at Zhao Jing and gestured for the two of them to move aside.

Clearly, even Director Liu, who is skilled at dealing with people, felt somewhat helpless when facing Zhao Jing.

If she hears any more negative comments and makes a scene, the case might be delayed.

The three of them arrived at the window at the end of the corridor, and there was a basketball court opposite the window.

"It's like this... Zhao Yuanyuan's situation is rather special. Her father died early, her mother is unemployed, and her younger brother has an intellectual disability..."

At this point, Liu Jianqiang sighed heavily, seemingly lamenting for someone else. "Zhao Yuanyuan also attended Hangzhou University for her undergraduate studies, where she excelled academically and was recommended for postgraduate studies at our university."

"After learning about her situation, the school provided a lot of help to her family and found a job for her mother at the school, so that the family could have a place to stay in Hangzhou."

"only…"

Liu Jianqiang paused, glanced at Zhao Jing not far away, and frowned.

"I only found out about this after Zhao Yuanyuan graduated from university. For the last two years of university, Zhao Yuanyuan lived with Zhao Jing."

(End of this chapter)

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