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He pulled out a photograph from his bag and handed it over. The image showed a small piece of paper folded in half, with only one cruelly beautiful sentence in English: "2008-8-18, Death is no dream, For in death I'm caressing U."
"Through technical identification, this is confirmed to be Jiang Yufei's handwriting. However, the deceased died on the evening of August 17. Does Boss Yan have any other questions that I can clarify?"
"I don't have time for your nonsense. What was the relationship between the person who confessed and the deceased?"
"His name is Lu Kai, 26 years old, comes from a good family, and was a classmate of Jiang Yufei University. They later worked together at the same travel agency. The only difference is that Jiang was an overseas tour guide while he was a promotional poster designer. He was also one of Jiang's many admirers before her marriage. After Jiang Yufei married, she moved to an upscale residential area called 'Xiyuan,' and he subsequently bought a home directly across from her building. During our investigation in the community, we found that many people had seen him sneakily following the heavily pregnant Jiang Yufei, whether she was shopping at the supermarket or taking walks. It’s said that both Jiang and her husband were aware of it, yet they never confronted him or reported it to the police; the neighbors had grown accustomed to it."
"He seems to be quite infatuated," Yan Xiaoque said with a bright laugh. "Old Pu, this case is indeed interesting; we should delve deeper into it." She pursed her lips, increasingly intrigued by the incident. "What about Deceased's Husband? What does he do? From what we've gathered so far, he seems unusually low-key."
Park Chi didn’t dare to slack off: "Deceased's Husband Gu Cheng is the leader of a key research project team in this city. He is naturally steady and has independently led his team to receive numerous international awards. He just celebrated his thirtieth birthday last month and is truly a rare talent among today's youth." He suddenly fell silent, his tone tinged with regret. "By the way, you should refer to Gu Cheng as 'senior'; he graduated from your alma mater Donghua University in '96 with a degree in biology. It's such a pity that such an outstanding person has lost his wife and an unborn child due in just a few months under such mysterious circumstances. People never know if they will get to see tomorrow's sunset."
Yan Xiaoque didn’t respond, her eyes narrowing as she gazed out the window into the dusk.
The sound of camel bells jingled as another guest arrived.
"Let’s go; it’s time to meet those individuals you mentioned," Yan Xiaoque said as she stood up and turned back with a clear call, " Wei Sheng!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a young man sprang up from behind the bar’s underground wine cellar, hands in his pockets, dressed in a crisp white shirt and turquoise cargo pants. His face radiated youthful vigor, and he exuded a unique fragrance of fine liquor that left everyone present breathless. "Sister, what’s up?"
Wei Sheng was family that Yan Xiaoque unexpectedly "acquired" at 16 during an incident in Yun Bian. He smiled and nodded at Park Chi, just as he caught her gentle gaze. "I’m stepping out for a bit; I’ll leave the shop in your hands. Make sure to brew some good wine."
"Okay, stay safe!" The young man’s expression was calm as water.
The driver suddenly remembered his confusion just before setting off. "Hey, Yan Xiaoque, you haven't asked me about Jiang Yufei's cause of death yet."
"What’s there to guess? There are no signs of struggle, no bloodstains, and the body looks too peaceful. The report on the corpse emphasizes that bottle of red wine; they must have detected something in it. Sleeping pills or cyanide?" The girl in the back seat sighed deeply. "To die so beautifully, how many ways could one choose from?"
Wait! The corpse photos, three times of death, a confessing suspect, Donghua Senior... To die so... beautifully? Yan Xiaoque's mind suddenly flashed with fragments; when she tried to piece them together, they vanished without a trace. What exactly was off? She rested her chin on her hand, closing her eyes in contemplation.
The handsome driver of the Beijing Jeep smiled brightly as he caught sight of the girl in the rearview mirror.
Yan Xiaoque, you’re once again fighting alongside me.
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