God vs. Lone Star, you and I are a pair

Ye Huaizhao received Qin Fang's burning gaze, but did not understand what he meant. He tapped his finger on the table to indicate that the important point was coming.

"This has left traces on the Internet. There are more than 50 people in total, and the time span is eight years. Among them, guess how many people committed suicide."

Qin Fang's eyes instantly tightened and he stared at the screen.

Ye Huaizhao clicked on a file. "There were seven people in total, five jumped from the building and two took medicine."

"Xie Ruomei, 32 years old, a full-time housewife, her husband is a senior executive of an emerging Internet company. She jumped from the 3nd floor three years ago due to postpartum depression."

"Chen Wanru, an artist from Ying's Entertainment, was exposed to have an affair with a former director who was bribed before. She was hidden by the company and committed suicide by taking pills."

"Amy, the manager of a high-end buyer's store, has always presented herself as a strong woman. She has been photographed in the same frame as several young men from wealthy businessmen, but she has never admitted it to the public. She only said that they met at work. I was engaged to the third young master of Chaofeng Gold Store two years ago, but my engagement was regretted half a year ago, and I jumped off the building in anger."

"And these few." Ye Huaizhao pointed to a group photo, in which seven women, including Su Lanlan, were meeting for afternoon tea by the lake. They were all exquisite ladies.

Ye Huaizhao pointed to Su Lanlan in the middle, the woman wearing a Chanel suit on the second left, and the big-eyed beauty on the far right. "These three people all have glorious resumes, and they all married well, but like Su Lanlan and Xie Ruomei, they all have a prosperous life and have children of several years old, but they all suffer from postpartum depression, cheating husbands, etc. The reason was suicide. Su Lanlan and several of them who died were obviously acquaintances."

Qin Fang looked at the photo seriously, with a dark face, got up and walked to the bathroom to make a phone call.

Two minutes later, Qin Fang said to the three of them seriously: "Thank you, I'll go back to the bureau first and contact you later."

After saying that, he walked away with his long legs in a hurry.

Zhou Jingyan, who was belatedly aware of the situation, looked at the photos one after another and said to the remaining uncle and nephew: "What you mean is that these people did not simply commit suicide."

Shen Xiujun said with a gloomy face: "In this world, many women regard marriage as their second reincarnation. These people have done some tricks to package themselves beautifully, and finally squeezed out their scalps and gave birth to a good child. How could you die so easily?"

There was disdain that could not be concealed on a handsome face, and the meanness towards women in his words made Zhou Jingyan frown slightly. She was also a woman. Thinking of some of her mother's recent experiences, these words made her very unhappy. Comfortable.

But when she opened her mouth, she was so reticent that she didn't know how to argue, so she had to excuse herself and go back to her room. After walking a few steps, I heard footsteps coming from behind, taking long, light steps.

Sure enough, it was Ye Huaizhao, the young man's hearty voice rang in his ears.

"Little aunt, my uncle is probably thinking of my grandma's death and the women who are trying their best to squeeze into the Shen family."

Zhou Jingyan felt a little better after hearing this, and Shen Xiuyun, who was sitting in a wheelchair behind and looked at the two people walking side by side, became even more depressed.

Less than two days later, Qin Fang, who was unshaven and had a faint sour smell, made an appointment with the three of them again. As soon as they met, he said excitedly: "Guess what?"

Shen Xiuyun said without giving any face: "There must be someone behind the scenes, what else can be done."

Qin Fang glanced at Shen Xiuyun. He still looked like a gloomy noble man, but with the intuition of a criminal investigator, he felt his yin and yang aura.

But his brain, which had not rested for 48 hours, was so excited that he ignored this little weirdness. He drank a large glass of warm water and said: "We checked these women according to the list given by Xiaoye, focusing on the seven who are dead. They They are indeed inextricably linked.”

Zhou Jingyan stared at Qin Fang with curiosity. She was very fond of this man who believed that she could predict things for the first time. Now she was looking at him with curiosity, urging him to speak faster with her eyes.

Shen Xiuyun felt that this pedantic man was so abominable.

Ye Huaizhao felt that his jealous uncle was so ridiculous.

"They all once recognized a woman as their godmother. This godmother is also very low-key even if they say low-key, and very high-profile even if they say high-profile." She then took out a photo.

The photo is a group photo. The woman in the middle has a high bun and a round face. She looks like she is in her 50s but has a well-maintained figure. She is wearing a cheongsam and looks very rich. There are several girls around her. Smiling people stood or sat around her.

Zhou Jingyan suddenly pointed at the girl standing in the far left corner of the photo and said, "This girl, someone is following her and wants to kill her."

Qin Fang took a deep look at the frowning woman in front of him. After a long time, Shen Xiujun next to him cast a warning look, and then turned his gaze to Ye Huaizhao.

"You two, do you want to consider coming to my place and working part-time?"