Dihao Building is located in the southeast corner of the city center of Huzhou City, with a height of 52 floors.
The top two floors are a revolving restaurant and a sun garden.
According to legend, during the construction, these two floors were specially designed by Yan for Han Weiwei, his unmarried daughter-in-law.
All the flowers in the Sunshine Garden were planted by Yan Shaojun and Han Weiwei themselves.
Zhou Wensheng and Wang Bin, accompanied by Hu Menglin, manager of the public relations department of Dihao Building, took a stroll in the Sunshine Garden.
"Your Mr. Yan is really very affectionate towards Miss Han. Such hard-to-grow flowers are blooming so vigorously, which shows that your Mr. Yan is very concerned about this sunny garden." Zhou Wensheng looked at a large area of beautiful flowers. Phalaenopsis sighed.
In his memory, Phalaenopsis was very delicate, and its roots would rot if you were not careful, making it extremely difficult to maintain. But the dozens of phalaenopsis orchids in front of us are blooming beautifully. Such a scene would not be possible without careful care.
"To be honest, Officer Zhou, we, Mr. Yan, spent a lot of money on this Sunshine Garden. All the seedlings were carefully selected by professionals, and there will also be dedicated personnel responsible for the subsequent maintenance." Hu Menglin smiled brightly. introduced.
After listening to Hu Menglin's words, Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but think of the several pots of Phalaenopsis that his mother had raised to death, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel emotional.
It’s really about where the money is spent.
"In ancient times, there was King Zhou You who smiled at beauties and played with the princes with beacon fire. Today, Mr. Yan spends huge sums of money to grow flowers to please beauties. It seems that Miss Han is really the one who is at the top of Mr. Yan's heart." Zhou Wensheng walked in front of him. Among the flowers, smelling the fragrance of the flowers can't help but feel relaxed and happy.
"After all, Weiwei likes it." Yan Shaojun's voice came from the door of Sunshine Garden.
"Manager Hu, please make a pot of tea." Yan Shaojun said, walked quickly to Zhou Wensheng, shook hands politely, raised his hand towards the depths of the garden, and said, "There is a tea table over there. If Officer Zhou doesn’t mind, let’s talk over there.”
"Of course, we can do as we please." Zhou Wensheng glanced at Wang Bin and said with a smile to Yan Shaojun.
"Please." Yan Shaojun led the two of them towards the depths of the garden.
"Ouch! Ouch!" As the three of them walked deeper and deeper, two birds' calls came from the flowers.
"Weiwei likes white peacocks, so she keeps a few." Yan Shaojun said with a forced smile.
Perhaps sensing someone approaching, two snow-white peacocks rushed over quickly with small steps.
"So beautiful!" Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but sigh.
"Ouch! Ouch!" As if they understood Zhou Wensheng's praise, the two peacocks chirped loudly.
"Wow!" Yan Shaojun reached out and grabbed a handful of wheat grains from the small porcelain jar on the side, and sprinkled it into the green bamboo fence.
As the grains of wheat fell to the ground, two more peacocks heard the sound and came.
"Crash!" The two male peacocks from before suddenly fluttered their tail feathers and danced towards the female peacock. The snow-white tail feathers are like a treasure fan emitting moonlight, which is brilliant and breathtaking.
"Weiwei likes to watch them open their screens the most..." Yan Shaojun looked at the scene in front of him, his voice choked and his tone was lonely.
Zhou Wensheng looked up and saw Yan Shaojun's eyes were slightly red, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.
"Mr. Yan..." Zhou Wensheng thought for a while, but finally did not say any words of comfort.
"Oh, I made Officer Zhou laugh." Yan Shaojun raised the back of his hand to moisten the corners of his eyes, forced a smile, pretended to be at the tea table aside, and said, "Officer Zhou, Officer Wang, please sit down."
Zhou Wensheng took Wang Bin and sat down at the tea table. Wang Bin spread out his notebook and pressed the recorder.
Zhou Wensheng looked at the sad Yan Shaojun and said softly: "Mr. Yan, can we start?"
"If you have any questions, Officer Zhou, just ask." Yan Shaojun waved his hand in the distance, and a moment later, the crisp sound of high heels stopped next to Zhou Wensheng from far away.
Hu Menglin placed a set of exquisite and elegant tea sets on the tea table, then took out a thin soft cushion from the cabinet on the side and placed it beside the tea table. She knelt on the soft cushion and poured water for the three of them. Tea.
Zhou Wensheng had the intention to stop him, but in the end he said nothing.
"Okay, you go down. Let's talk about something." Seeing that the tea was poured, Yan Shaojun waved to Hu Menglin, "I won't see anyone coming this afternoon."
"Yes." Hu Menglin put away the cushions, bowed slightly, turned and left the Sunshine Garden.
"Mr. Yan's time is precious, so I won't talk in circles." Zhou Wensheng organized his thoughts, took a sip of tea, and said.
"Officer Zhou, just ask." Yan Shaojun nodded, his eyes slightly dull and tired.
"The case we are investigating involves Cao Yueyue, an employee of Mr. Yan. We would like to come and understand the situation." Zhou Wensheng looked at Yan Shaojun with a kind expression.
"Cao Yueyue..." Yan Shaojun frowned, lowered his eyes, and looked at the peacock on the other side of the aisle who was pecking at the wheat grains on the ground. His nails were clean and tidy, and his well-maintained fingers gently tapped the tea table, "Cao Yueyue... ..." After thinking for a moment, Yan Shaojun raised his head and said to Zhou Wensheng, "I have a vague impression of this name, but I can't remember it for the moment. Why don't I call the HR manager to ask."
"Then I'll trouble Mr. Yan." Zhou Wensheng said with a smile.
Yan Shaojun added tea to Zhou Wensheng and pressed the pager next to the tea table.
"There is one more thing that may bother Mr. Yan." After Yan Shaojun finished explaining to the secretary on the other side of the pager, Zhou Wensheng spoke again.
"Officer Zhou, just ask." Yan Shaojun nodded calmly.
"I would like to ask Mr. Yan to provide all the surveillance videos of Dihao Building on February 14th."
After Zhou Wensheng finished speaking, Yan Shaojun's expression became terrifying to the naked eye.
"Did we find new doubts about Weiwei's death?" Yan Shaojun's voice trembled, his fingers holding the tea cup turned white, his eyes were red, and there were faint tears.
"What?" Zhou Wensheng asked calmly, "What's wrong with Mrs. Yan?"
"Aren't you here for Weiwei's case?" A trace of disappointment flashed in Yan Shaojun's eyes, and he slumped down in the wicker chair as if all his strength had been exhausted. Two lines of tears rolled down his face.
"Mrs. Yan, something happened?" Zhou Wensheng quickly glanced at Wang Bin, pretending to be ignorant, and asked softly.
"She passed away..." Yan Shaojun's voice was soft and feeble, as if coming from a far away place, "On the day of our wedding, she jumped off the building. She jumped from the top of this sunny garden..."
"Mr. Yan... I'm sorry..." Zhou Wensheng finally said the comfort that had been stuck in his throat, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.
"I just heard what Mr. Yan said. Mr. Yan has doubts about his wife's death?" Zhou Wensheng sat up straight.
"We grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Apart from her parents, I am the person who knows her best and the person who loves her the most. I have planted all the flowers she likes for her, and I have also planted the peacocks she likes. She said she wanted to live by the seaside after getting married, so that she could catch small crabs, collect beautiful shells and conches, and fall asleep to the sound of the waves at night, so I bought her a single-family seaview villa. We We had agreed to get married as soon as we graduated, and we had already received the certificate. However, we didn't expect that just before the wedding, Weiwei's mental state suddenly became not very good, so the wedding was postponed..." Yan Shaojun said, getting more and more excited. , until I was so choked that I couldn’t speak anymore.
Zhou Wensheng picked up the teapot and poured some hot tea for Yan Shaojun, and said softly: "Drink some water and speak slowly."
"Thank you..." Yan Shaojun took a sip of water, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, and continued, "I was too impatient..." Yan Shaojun raised his hazy tearful eyes to look at the fence and took a leisurely walk after eating wheat grains. The peacock paused, "I hired the best doctor for Weiwei and used the best medicine. In order to let her rest, I even arranged for workers to work overtime and renovate the sea view villa as quickly as possible. I took Weiwei and her parents to live in the villa. Seeing that Weiwei's energy improved slightly after recuperating for a while, I started to prepare for the wedding. I wanted to give her a grand wedding to make her happy, but I didn't expect ...I'm too impatient...If, if I wait a little longer, maybe..." Yan Shaojun said, covering his cheeks with his hands.
"You mean, Mrs. Yan was not in a good state of mind before the wedding?" Zhou Wensheng looked at the man in front of him who was crying in tears and asked softly.
"Yes..." Yan Shaojun put down his hands and nodded slightly, "But I asked a doctor for her, and she was very cooperative in resting and adjusting. She is much better. She is full of yearning for her future life. How could she possibly What about committing suicide by jumping off a building? She clearly told me that she would have two children after marriage, a son and a daughter, so that I could have both children..."
"Does Mr. Yan know the reason why Mrs. Yan is not in good spirits?" Zhou Wensheng asked.
"I don't know..." Yan Shaojun shook his head, a painful expression covering his entire face, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I had taken her complaints to heart earlier, maybe we would have finished the wedding long ago, or even She might also have a child. If I were not focused on the company, maybe I could spend more time with her. With me by her side, maybe she could have some spiritual sustenance, and I could help her relieve her depression earlier. ...Blame me, blame me..." Yan Shaojun lowered his head in pain and tore his hair with both hands.
"Listen to Mr. Yan, didn't Mrs. Yan's mental state become bad a long time ago?" Zhou Wensheng looked at Yan Shaojun with good eyes. He didn't want any subtle movements to slip away from his eyes.
"Yes..." Yan Shaojun wiped the tears on his face and said, "She once complained to me, saying that she always felt like someone was following her and secretly filming her... but I didn't take it seriously..."
"Officer Zhou!" Yan Shaojun suddenly rushed in front of Zhou Wensheng and grabbed his hand tightly, just like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. His veins were exposed and his joints turned white.
Zhou Wensheng only felt his fingers hurt from being pinched.
"Officer Zhou, please, please help me find out the truth about Weiwei's suicide! I beg you!" Yan Shaojun didn't care about his image at all, his face was full of tears, and the tea spilled on the tea table was soaked. Even if his sleeves got wet, he didn't care.
