Chapter 782 Abnormal Death

As soon as I reached the third floor, piercing cries echoed in the corridor. I raised my head and looked up along the gap in the stair railing.

"Which floor is his home on?"

"Seventh floor."

I can only sigh silently: a new grave has been added.

When he arrived at the door, several people of similar age to Xiaoyu stood at the door to greet him.

I pointed at the neat black cloth in the corner and said, "Take two."

"Isn't this against the rules?"

"You heard me right."

Generally speaking, only relatives or juniors who have not graduated from the fifth level of service can bring Xiaobu. Because of Xia Min and my status, it is really not necessary.

However, at this juncture, this piece of filial piety cloth can bring our relationship closer.

When we arrived in front of the deceased, we both knelt down and kowtowed. The woman on the side kowtowed with her child in return.

As soon as I stood up, the woman was already on Xia Min.

Even though I was used to seeing this kind of scene in funeral parlors, I still couldn't help but feel frightened when the bursts of crying and howling reached my ears.

A few minutes later, Xia Min also started crying.

The deceased and I are pure strangers. At most, I feel pitiful and not at all sad.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I began to look at Xiaoyu's body carefully.

Although I don't have any concrete evidence now, I have enough reasons to suspect that Xiaoyu did not commit suicide.

Xiaoyu has now put on a brand new gray suit and tied a tie on his chest. Apart from his whiter skin, there is nothing special about him.

However, the purple bruises on his neck were particularly dazzling and were obviously untreated.

I looked down my neck and my eyes fell on the palm of his hand.

He also had the same bruises on his hands.

Although it is not as neat as the neck strangulation mark, the color is basically the same.

I lowered my head and thought for a long time, and I already had the answer in my mind.

Turning around, I arrived at the door and sent a text message to Xia Min: Ask her lover if Xiaoyu had suicidal tendencies before?

Xia Min's reply came quickly: No.

After waiting for a while, Xia Min walked out of the room and whispered: "What else do you need to do now?"

"Speak somewhere else."

After coming out of Xiaoyu's house, Xia Min took a few deep breaths: "The room is too depressing."

I glanced at her sideways: "Are you familiar with Xiaoyu?"

"It's not too familiar, because my husband always travels around every year and festival, and we occasionally have dinner together."

"Then why are you crying so hard?"

When I asked this, Xia Min was immediately stunned and touched her eyes with one hand: "In this place, crying should be normal, right?"

"Because Xiaoyu didn't leave. He is still in that room. It is his resentment that makes you want to cry."

Xia Min opened her mouth instantly: "Then does he have something to say?"

"Of course, it's just that now he doesn't even open his eyes or speak, and he can't say anything."

"What can you do?"

I looked back behind me and whispered: "Xiaoyu did not die normally."

Xia Min was obviously speechless: "He committed suicide, of course it was not a normal death."

"I mean, it was homicide, not suicide."

This sentence made Xia Min's eyes widen instantly: "Don't talk nonsense! If this is really the case, then you have to call the police immediately!"

"First, I'm not talking nonsense." I leaned into her ear and said word by word: "Second, if it wasn't someone who did it, there's not much point in calling the police."

Xia Min grabbed me and ran down the steps: "Then tell me, how did you see it?"

"Did you notice the bruises on his hands?"

"I..." She hesitated: "I didn't pay much attention."

I stretched out my hands and analyzed carefully: "If you hang yourself, you must put your neck on the rope and hang your hands down."

"Why are there bruises on my hands?"

Xia Min thought for a moment: "It's probably his dying survival instinct that caused him to stuff his hand into the rope."

I was dumbfounded by her explanation: "If he could put his hands completely into the noose, there would be a gap between his neck and the rope, and he would not be able to die."

For a moment, Xia Min was a little confused.

I took out a cigarette from my pocket and took a few puffs: "In my entire funeral career, the most horrific corpse I have ever seen was a female corpse that was tortured to death."

"Abuse?"

Xia Min suddenly exclaimed, raising her hand to cover her mouth.

I quickly explained: "It's not what you think, it's... S. He used too much force and strangled his girlfriend to death."