Sick roommate observation notes

Shen Lu's guess is not groundless.

When he moved in yesterday, he noticed that the touch screen of the fingerprint lock has a fine gritty texture. Based on his experience of living in this city for nearly ten years, such a thin layer of dust probably means that no one has touched fingerprints in four or five days. caused by the lock.

"Why, I was wondering why your roommate didn't go home?" The person on the other end of the phone said what he was thinking, "Your roommate is an adult, it's not so easy to disappear inexplicably, there is nothing to worry about .”

Shen Lu rubbed his forehead: "I know, I just feel..."

——I feel that if the roommate doesn’t come back, the cake in the refrigerator will not be delivered.

However, before he could say anything, the person on the other end of the phone had already raised his voice and shouted: "What do you think? I'll tell you, you are not allowed to think anything!"

So the second half of Shen Lu's sentence was choked up in his throat, and he frowned for a while and said, "Jiang Chen, are you sick?"

"I'm not sick, but I just can't understand how you care so much about strangers, and you always ignore me." The person on the phone said in a resentful tone, "Why don't you want to be nicer to me? How many years have we known each other, even if you don't like me, at least you still have friendship with me..."

And what Shen Lu feared the most in his life was being pestered by others.Before the other party finished complaining, he rubbed his forehead helplessly, took the phone away, swiped his thumb and hung up the phone.

Although I feel a little guilty, but at least the world is finally quiet!

He was so happy that he rolled around on the bed twice, and then opened the software on his stomach. Seeing that the deliveryman had delivered the meal to his door, he went downstairs gratefully, and brought back the delivery that saved his stomach.

There is a 65-inch super large LCD TV hanging in the living room. It is the dream of every house to have such a screen to enjoy an exclusive visual feast.

Shen Lu turned on the TV, and while drinking porridge, he grasped the remote control of the TV to study how to use it. Some buttons on it had text instructions, but some did not.Before he could make up his mind to try a few buttons that were not indicated, he saw that the start-up screen of the TV had finished playing, and then the football match of the Southern Continent was played on the screen: "The goal has been scored, beautiful!"

Shen Lu changed the channel expressionlessly, and suddenly a tearful woman appeared on the TV, tugging at the corner of someone's clothes: "Romeo, I love you! If you can't accept my love, then I'm still alive What's the point……"

Shen Lu twitched his forehead and changed the channel again.

"At [-]:[-] this morning, a young man was found to have committed suicide at home. Because the heating in the house was overheated at the time of the incident, his body was found..."

Change again.

"Hey, why don't you like me to support you?"

Shen Lu's eyes flashed, and while drinking porridge, he regarded the cross talk on TV as a meal, and when he was getting excited, the phone rang again. He took out the phone and found that it was Jiang Chen again. Those who called would hang up decisively.

A few seconds later, the other party still called tirelessly, which made him very upset, and finally answered the phone in desperation: "What else do you want to say?"

"There is an emergency," Jiang Chen was about to talk about business, but suddenly heard the voice of cross talk coming from the receiver, so he couldn't help gritting his teeth and said, "You just hung up on me just to listen to cross talk?"

"If you don't say anything, I will shut down the phone!"

"Wait, don't close it!" In the end, Jiang Chen was defeated, "That's right, we just received news that a person named Arnold in the information you provided died."

Hearing this, Shen Lu was stunned, and as if thinking of something, he quickly tuned the channel forward, but the previous news had already finished playing: "Did he commit suicide at home, and then the temperature in the house was too high, and the body was already dead when he was found?" Rotten?"

"how do you know?"

"I happened to glance at the relevant news just now." Thinking about the investigation bureau's always vigorous and resolute style, Shen Lu looked down at the unfinished porridge in the bowl, and his expression became a little sad, "Are you planning to seal off the scene? Leave me a hole, and I'll come right away after I clean it up."

"No problem, I'll wait for you at the scene, pay attention to your safety on the road."

An hour later, Shen Lu drove to the scene of the crime. At this time, the forensic doctor had already conducted a preliminary identification of the corpse. People from the investigation bureau sealed off the scene to collect evidence, trying to find evidence of the homicide indoors.

Shen Lu showed his ID card to the detective who was guarding the door of the villa where the incident occurred, and then got shoe covers and gloves from the police officer on the side. After completing all the equipment, he went straight to Jiang Chen who was recording something indoors: "How is the situation?"

"The forensic identification is gas poisoning. Our people have also checked the house and found that the gas valve in the kitchen was indeed opened manually. There is no sign of intrusion in this house, and no fingerprints of other people are left. If no new clues are found, Arnold's death will likely be ruled an accident or suicide."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen pointed to the bedroom where Arnold died: "When he died, his eyes were open, and his left hand was grasping the edge of the bed, which means that he was awake when he died of poisoning, which is more in favor of him." It was actually suicide."

Shen Lu nodded his head to express his understanding, but he was about to raise his legs to walk to the bedroom when his arm was caught suddenly, so he stopped and turned his head to look at the other party with some doubts.

Jiang Chen looked embarrassed: "Ah, well, I think the corpse inside is rotten, I'm afraid you will feel sick..."

Shen Lu glanced at him with a half-smile: "Are you kidding me? When we were in school, we often went to the crime scene to investigate. What kind of corpse have I never seen?"

Jiang Chen was stunned by Shen Lu, he couldn't help but relax a little, and then he saw someone going into the bedroom and followed him eagerly.

The situation inside the room was the same as what Jiang Chen said, Arnold's body was already rotten, and the whole bedroom was full of stench.

Arnold's eyes were wide open, and his left hand was clutching the wooden edge on the right side of the bed. It was obvious that he had experienced unbearable pain when he died, but even so, he didn't make any move to get up from the bed to save himself, and he didn't know whether he was hugging What kind of mentality allows oneself to be poisoned to death.

Shen Lu was meditating, Jiang Chen moved to his side step by step, quietly staring at the profile of his work.

"Do you think his death is strange?"

"I analyzed his background a little bit. According to the information and my understanding of him during this period, Arnold's family situation is very complicated-he is an illegitimate child, his mother died early, and he died after being brought home by his father. He has not been valued by his family, and he loves money, and almost every time he goes home, he asks his family for money."

Shen Lu paused, and then continued: "But the paradox is that he is actually very emotional... He has never felt normal family affection since he was a child. Although his status is very embarrassing, he still longs for the care of his relatives. In this case, he may indeed have made the decision to commit suicide because he could not bear the economic and emotional neglect of his relatives."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen nodded, and wrote down something in his notebook.

"But I think it's not that simple, because his social ties over the years are not only related to his family," Shen Lu went on to analyze, "I heard that Arnold found a girlfriend before, and that girl doesn't mind His status, it stands to reason that with the support of love, he is unlikely to commit suicide easily; secondly, he has been ignored for many years, and under normal circumstances, unless he suffers a heavier blow, he will not commit suicide easily. It is impossible to be so desperate that you want to give up your life; besides, Richard also revealed last night that the relationship between Arnold and his family has improved with his help, so his life should not be more hopeful Well, suddenly deciding to commit suicide must not make sense."

Speaking of this, Shen Lu suddenly changed his expression as if thinking of something: "That's right! Have you checked his electronic equipment? Who did he contact before he died?"

"The equipment has been sent to the evidence collection agency by us, and we will know the contents inside tomorrow at the latest," Jiang Chen replied, "Why, what clues did you think of?"

"I have several guesses for the time being. The first one is that there may be something wrong with his girlfriend... Speaking of which, since the news of his death was released, have any women come to him?"

Jiang Chen asked for the records from his agent and looked through the records for a while: "A girl who claimed to be his girlfriend came here before and said she wanted to see him for the last time, but of course the police couldn't let her in to look at the corpse... What do you think?" Is there something wrong with her?"

"Forget it, she came to look for Arnold's suspicion but half of the suspicion can be ruled out, just wait to see if the content of the device points to her suspicion." When Shen Lu was upset, he would habitually reach out and knead the flesh on his chin. His chin was ravaged/ravaged out of shape, "My other thought is that Richard might have said something to him, I also mentioned to you before, this group of unemployed people has a tendency to develop religion... in their On the premise of taking Richard as a belief, if Richard said something to them in order to induce suicide, they are not without the possibility of committing suicide."

Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly became deep and obscure: "You mean, Richard is probably inducing suicide?"

"Yes, and it's not without signs." Shen Lu couldn't help frowning, "This group existed a year ago, and all the members who were selected as members had a glamorous identity before, but suddenly Unemployed and indebted social outcasts, this kind of people are deeply under economic pressure, and the gap with the past is too big, and they talk about hopelessness all day long..."

Before the words were finished, one of Jiang Chen's agents trotted into the room: "Boss, we noticed that someone was taking pictures with a mobile phone tens of meters away, and the camera was pointed at the bedroom where the deceased committed suicide... ..."

Hearing this, Shen Lu subconsciously turned his head to look out the window, but was quickly pressed into his arms by Jiang Chen: "Are you fucking stupid! You are in charge of investigating Richard now, if he is really related to these cases, and you If your face is photographed again, do you know how dangerous it would be?!"

Shen Lu's forehead was hurt by the bulletproof vest under the man's uniform: "I forgot it for a while, forgive me..."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath, and waited for the anger in his chest to subside a lot before speaking again: "Don't turn your head, keep this posture and come out with me, your appearance can't be leaked... By the way, when you came here, did you get caught?" Strangers noticed?"

"No way," Shen Lu followed Jiang Chen and moved out of the bedroom step by step, his tone a little weak, "This small half of the street is blocked by you, no one should see my car except the neighbor next door, and I will get off the car." The place for the car is at the door of the house, and there are a few of you detectives blocking it, so no one should see what I look like?"

"Why are you so careless!" After moving to a place without windows, Jiang Chen let go of the person in his arms, "Don't be so careless when you go home! Pay attention to see if there is any car following, some If you find a way to stabilize the situation, give me a call, and then I will find a way to save you!"

"Okay, okay," Shen Lu rubbed his chin embarrassingly, trying to save some of the flimsy face, "Don't worry, I never drove my own car when I was investigating Richard, and I didn't ask the taxi driver to take me directly. Delivered to the door, the vigilance is simply perfect."

Jiang Chen was relieved after hearing this.

"You really don't have to worry too much. Richard is a cautious person. If he thinks there is something wrong with me and wants to investigate my identity, his attitude during this period of time cannot be so kind," Shen Lu said half to appease his teammates and half to analyze , "Yesterday I just said that I was blasphemy, but in the end he chatted with me a little more, a little bit accepting me as one of his own... I don't know if he thinks the blasphemy is a bit perverted, Am I like him?"

"..." Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "Are you still blasphemy?"

"How can I really blaspheme, I still respect other people's religious beliefs, okay?" Shen Lu sighed a little funny, and his expression sank again after a long while, "In short, I will leave the investigation of induced suicide to me. Well, the persona you made up for me is just right, if Richard really had the motive to induce others to commit suicide, he would never be able to hold back."

In order to smoothly integrate into the group of unemployed, Shen Lu once created a personal profile with the help of the Bureau of Investigation——

His character is set up as a pitiful little boy in a foreign country who was framed and lost his job. Not to mention being in debt, he also suffers from depression. There is also a seriously ill father in country S who needs to be supported.

He is deeply in pain but unwilling to give up hope, and is still working hard in society, thinking that as long as he is willing to work hard, life will definitely get better.

But in fact, it's not that he doesn't want to give up hope, it's just that the father of country S is a driftwood in his adversity, supporting him to continue to persevere in this country.

And now Shen Lu's plan is to completely shatter this young man's driftwood——

His father passed away due to illness, and he lost the goal and motivation to persevere. After experiencing the multiple blows of losing his father and repeated failures in finding a job, no matter what desperate actions this young man with depression makes, he probably cannot Not too much, right?

When Shen Lu safely arrived home, it was already dark. He didn't turn on the ceiling light in the living room, but sat in the dark living room with his head in his arms for a while. Hammad's voice call: "Hey, Hammad, I'm in so much pain... Can you tell me, what is the meaning of this kind of life that keeps me going?"

After repeated requests from Hammad, Richard finally clicked on the chat interface of a young man from country S named Brentford: Bret, Hammad said that your condition is not right, what's wrong with you?

The chat interface showed that the other party was typing at the moment, but Richard waited for a long time but did not get a reply from the young man. When he felt a little impatient, the other party sent a few simple texts: Richard, I feel very bad.

So just now the other party deleted, edited and edited it for so long because they didn't know what to say?

Richard chuckled, quite interested: what happened?

Brentford: There are many things I think I can do, but the reality is always different from what I thought.

Richard: Tell me more about it?

Brentford: Richard, my dad died.

Brentford: I don't know what to do.

Brentford: From childhood to adulthood, he is someone I admire and admire. I tried my best to escape from the prison and came here to work hard to give him a good life.

Brentford: But now he's dead.

Richard: Ah...

Richard: Sorry.

Brentford: I know that people are mortal, and what I should do is to listen to his words and live for myself... But I can't control myself, too many things are mixed together, so I can't calm down and think rationally.

Brentford: I applied for several new jobs, but none of the companies wanted to hire me.

Brentford: Now my savings is about to be spent, and I really don't know what to do... I was thinking, since living is so painful, wouldn't it be better to die?

Richard: Why did you suddenly think of giving up your life?

Richard: I remember you were in good shape before?I always think that you should be a self-motivated person, and you won't give up everything so easily.

The chat interface was silent for a while, and when Richard thought that the young man on the other side didn't want to answer this question, he didn't expect the other party to reply him.

Brentford: I don't know...Maybe it's the recent suicide news.

Seeing this news, Richard couldn't help frowning slightly.

Brentford: To be honest, I suffered from moderate depression when I was studying, but my dad was still there at that time, and I kept persuading myself not to die, and I kept persuading myself to live well for my dad.

Brentford: But now that my dad has passed away, I suddenly wonder if what I have been insisting on is really meaningful.

Brentford: [/image].

Seeing the depression certificate sent by the young man, Richard's doubts were dispelled, but he still typed half jokingly and asked: Why, why didn't you send your name on the certificate?

Brentford: Sorry, I used to occasionally talk about depression with netizens. When they asked for relevant certificates, I always cut off the name, and I got used to it after doing too much.

After finishing speaking, the young man quickly sent over the complete testimonial, and the name on the upper left corner was Brentford Shen, the real name he had told others.

Richard finally dispelled his doubts, he thought for a moment, and typed a few words tentatively: Do you want to die?

Brentford: I don't want to.

The chat interface still showed what the young man was typing, and a second message was sent to the chat interface a few seconds later. It could be seen that the other party felt deeply helpless about his current situation: If there was a way to escape the pain now, who would want to die.

Richard: Don't worry, I will try to help you.

Richard: As long as you can escape the current situation, no matter what method you are willing to accept, right?

Brentford: I would.

Richard's eyes suddenly lit up: I understand.

Richard: I will help you formulate some plans first, and I will continue to contact you through this software after the formulation is completed.

Richard: It's getting late, go to bed earlier, Bret.