After living with a straight man, I became a menswear boss

Half a month ago, it was the time when Wan Baojie came to Lin's villa.

After reading the chat records, Shi Jin went to Wan Baojie's room.

Compared with Cheng Zi's spacious room, Wan Baojie's room is much smaller.

When Shi Jin came over, no one had visited Wan Baojie's room.

Yu Ci looked left and right, sat down on the table at the door, folded his hands on his chest, looked at Shi Jin with great interest and searched for evidence: "I said—"

Shi Jin opened the pillow and found the same glass bottle of potion under the pillow as in Cheng's son's room: "Drink it twice and you will bring a branded poison." However, the glass bottle in Cheng's son's room was still full, but Wan Baojie's was empty. up.

"roommate--"

Shi Jin went to the bed again, and opened the bedside cabinet.

There is a wooden box lying in the cabinet, the box is locked, and the password is four digits.

Shi Jin thought for a while, and entered Mrs. Cheng's birthday: 0910.

The box opened to reveal a stack of letter papers inside.

"Shijin—"

Shi Jin sat down on the bed and flipped through the contents of the letter paper.

A shadow was suddenly cast on the white letter paper, and a familiar aura came from in front of him, enveloping him aggressively.

Shi Jin stopped the movement in his hand and didn't look up.

The shadow on the letter paper disappeared, and the man in front of him squatted down.

"Shi Jin, are you angry with me?"

It was a soft voice mixed with a little low voice.

Shi Jin's eyelashes moved, he raised his eyelids, his eyebrows moved slightly.

The man's sharp eyebrows were covered by the black hair on his forehead, which lacked his usual scary vigor.

The peach blossom eyes that were shining in the past are slightly drooping now, the black eyelashes are hanging on the eyes, and coupled with the posture of the man squatting in front of him, he looks like a big black dog that has been neglected by its master and feels wronged.

The pale amber eyes moved, Shi Jin let go of the letter paper she was clutching in her hand, and the suffocation that had been stuck in her chest just now dissipated suddenly.

He pursed his lips and looked away: "No."

He really wasn't angry because he had no reason to be angry.

But what was the cause of the depression he was holding back just now?

Shi Jin was in a trance for a brief moment, and soon, he pursed his lips, divided the letter paper in half, and stuffed it into Yu Ci's arms: "Help me read it together."

There are a lot of emotional content on the letter paper, but in fact the useful information can only be summed up in one sentence:

When Mrs. Cheng was alive, she had been sponsoring Wan Baojie to study until half a year ago, when Mrs. Cheng passed away and Wan Baojie graduated, the correspondence between the two of them was cut off.

"This should be what Wan Baojie said in the chat history." Shi Jin put the letter back into the box: "We still need to find out why Wan Baojie came to Lin's villa suddenly half a month ago."

"Row."

Shi Jin put the box back on the bed, and the moment he got up, his eyes drifted past one place inadvertently, and he paused: "Maybe there is no need to look for it."

On the half-height low bookcase by the wall, a plastic-wrapped paper-cut newspaper lay quietly on the top of the cabinet. The headline in black characters circled by a red oil-based pen on the newspaper was particularly conspicuous——Mrs. Late-night tryst with beauties.

Below is a photo of Lin Fuhao and a beautiful woman in red hugging and walking into the Lin family's villa.

Presumably, no one would enter a cleaning room casually on weekdays, so Wan Baojie's things were placed more casually.

Dr. Zhao, who had just walked in, also saw this clipping. She reached out to pick up the clipping, and said with a gasp, "Here is the cause of Mrs. Lin's death."

Shi Jin walked to her side: "What?"

Dr. Zhao handed the newspaper clipping to him, and briefly summed it up: "The newspaper clipping said that Mrs. Lin accidentally fell to her death from a cliff when she was traveling with Lin Fuhao half a year ago."

"Fall off a cliff." Shi Jin stroked the edge of the newspaper clipping twice, and lowered her eyes: "This reminds me of the wife killing case in T country that happened the year before last."

Dr. Zhao has never heard of this case: "What kind of wife murder case, please explain it carefully."

Shi Jin handed the newspaper clipping to Yu Ci beside him, turned around and went to the other side of the room to search.

"Hey?" Dr. Zhao raised his head, looked blankly at Shi Jin's back, and looked at Yu Ci in a daze: "What does Lawyer Shi mean by this?"

Yu Ci raised his eyebrows, he weighed the newspaper clipping in his hand twice, and the corners of his lips curled up: "It's not interesting."

What his roommate meant was for him to explain to Dr. Zhao.

He trusted him so much, sure he would know about that?

But well...

Yu Ci glanced at Dr. Zhao who was stunned aside, and said in a good mood: "It was the husband who used the excuse of going on a trip to push his wife off the cliff in order to cheat high insurance premiums, but the wife didn't die later. This thing came to light.”

"Ah?" Dr. Zhao's eyes widened in surprise, "Then—"

Dr. Zhao blinked, looked at the tall figure in front of him walking towards Shi Jin, and silently closed his mouth.

She stood there, looked around, scratched her head, and suddenly had the illusion that she was a large light bulb.

"What?" She hesitated for a moment, and said, "Why don't you two search here, and I'll go to another room to have a look."

Unexpectedly, no one responded.

Dr. Zhao blinked twice, looked at the two figures in front of him who were almost sticking together, and wisely chose to turn around and leave.

Wan Baojie's room has slightly more information than Cheng's son. In addition to the empty poison bottle, the letter paper and newspaper clippings just found, Shi Jin also found a bag of plastic bags wrapped tightly in the toilet tank of the toilet. Porcelain shards.

He removed the bag from the tank, and unwrapped the ropes that bound the surface to reveal the debris inside the bag.

The moment the bag was untied, Shi Jin turned her head and looked at Yu Ci.

This is......

On the non-patterned side of the shards, small black characters are densely printed.

Yu Ci casually picked out a few pieces and put them together, and the moment he saw the content on the tiles, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "The amount of information is a little bit large."

Shi Jin pursed her lips, and found a box to put these tiles together.

The clues in Wan Baojie's room have basically been collected, so Yu Ci turned his head: "Whose room should we go to next?"

Shi Jin thought for a while: "Let's go back to the study first, I haven't looked at the cabinets in the study yet."

Although the clothes on the deceased had been soaked in blood, it could also be seen from the pattern and direction that the deceased was wearing the same skirt that he saw in the study yesterday afternoon that was caught in the cabinet door.

If it wasn't for the murderer changing the clothes on the deceased after his death, then it meant that when he was talking to Lin Fuhao yesterday afternoon, the deceased had been hiding in the cabinet.

A piece of light blue cloth that Shi Jin found in the depths of the cabinet confirmed his idea.

He looked down at the inside of the cabinet and found half a footprint in the corner.

"So, when I was talking to Lim Fuhao yesterday afternoon, the deceased was already in the cabinet."

After confirming that there were no other clues in the cabinet, Shi Jin closed the cabinet door and looked up at Yu Ci: "So, does Lin Fuhao know about this?"

Before Yu Ci could answer, Shi Jin's brows moved slightly, and he came to a conclusion: "He knows."

When he noticed that his eyes were on the cabinet, Lin Fuhao, who had been concentrating on the documents, suddenly opened his mouth to divert his gaze. Thinking about it now, it might not be for the cover of the people in the cabinet.

The person in the cabinet is Yang An'an, Lin Fuhao's illegitimate daughter.

What is the reason why Yang An'an, as Lin Fuhao's daughter, can't appear in the Lin family's villa openly, but has to hide and hide herself to meet Lin Fuhao?

If it is because the illegitimate daughter is not on the stage, then when the Lin family villa already has a third party, Mrs. Yu...

Shi Jin glanced at Yu Ci, her lips pursed slightly.

After the comparison, the identity of Yang An'an's illegitimate daughter does not seem to be so unbearable.

so......

He stood still and thought for a while, then went to Dr. Zhao's room.

Dr. Zhao's room is very clean. The walls are white, the sheets are covered with white desks and stools, and everything within sight is basically white.

On the right hand side of the door is a shelf, on which there is a medicine box and some simple medicines.

Shi Jin took a general look, and found that there were some medicines for treating common diseases of middle-aged and elderly people and some trauma medicines. It is worth noting that the bottles of trauma medicines and painkillers were more than half empty.

Not far from the shelf is a desk. On the desk is a white porcelain bowl with half a bowl of sugar water in it. Beside it is an open computer with a photo of Dr. Zhao on the desk.

Shi Jin tapped the keyboard, and the password was also required to unlock it.

Shi Jin tried to enter Dr. Zhao's birthday and graduation date, but both showed that the password was wrong.

He frowned slightly, feeling clueless.

"Let me do it."

A deep voice came from the top of his head, an arm stretched out from the right side of his body, and a scorching body pressed against his back.

Shi Jin's body froze, he pursed his lips, and watched Yu Ci skillfully enter a string of numbers into the computer with one hand.

Password is correct.

"Okay." Yu Ci hooked his lips, and dropped the mouse: "Look."

Shi Jin didn't move, his eyelids were drooping, and the faint purple blood vessels on his eyes pierced through the thin eyelids, like slender vines: "Is this also mentioned in the script?"

"No." Yu Ci threw the work card that he had just brought from Dr. Zhao's pocket back on the table, and he touched his nose, a little embarrassed: "The broken script is just a few sentences, and I know it after reading it." The murderer, nothing else was written."

He clicked on the work pass he had just dropped: "I saw a work pass in Dr. Zhao's pocket, and thought it might be useful, so I just took it."

Sure enough, the password to unlock the computer is the code on the work card.

However, setting up the crew should not be so difficult. Presumably besides the work card, there should be other information in the room with the code of Dr. Zhao's work card written.

Yu Ci didn't move when he saw it, so he started by himself: "Come on, let's watch together."

Shi Jin raised her eyes, her gaze skipped over the man's sharp profile, and landed on the computer screen.

Dr. Zhao's computer contains a job record.

According to the records, she came to the Lin family villa to work as Lin Fuhao's private family doctor a year ago.

Everything in the initial records was normal. Dr. Zhao is a meticulous person. Every time he checked Lin Fuhao's body, he would record Lin Fuhao's physical index data and medication information in the work report.

But since half a year ago, the style of this job record has changed.

Dr. Zhao no longer recorded Lin Fuhao's physical condition in detail, but used a simple abbreviation to describe it.

Instead, medication information gradually becomes more detailed, but the intervals between drug purchases are getting shorter and shorter, and the drugs purchased have changed from mainly antihypertensive drugs to trauma drugs and painkillers.

Yu Ci looked at the date of the work record change thoughtfully: "Half a year ago..."

"The date when the work record style changed..." Shi Jin opened the notebook he was carrying with him to a page, and his eyes stopped slightly: "It was half a month after Mrs. Cheng confirmed her death."