As Gui Ying said, Li Mei's personal belongings were extremely simple, with only a few sets of clothes and some simple daily necessities. Xiao Wu looked through it briefly, and he really couldn't imagine that a person's entire belongings could be so simple.
In the inner pocket of a box, Xiao Wu dug out an envelope containing two photos. The photo has a sense of age and is yellowish in color. One of them showed two babies sitting on a chair next to each other. The two faces were exactly the same. Xiao Wu guessed that these might be the two brothers Wang An and Wang Kang. Another photo showed a baby boy lying in swaddling clothes. After careful comparison, he found that he looked different from Wang An and Wang Kang. Who is this baby boy?
Monk Xiao Wu Zhanger was confused and handed the photos and questions to Li Zhudao.
"Perhaps which of the two brothers was younger?" Xiao Wang stuck his buttocks, put his head up and said, "Newborn babies all look the same, and it will take about three months for certain changes to occur. .So, this single photo will look different from the person in the double photo.”
Six people were sitting in a commercial vehicle. Peng Jie drove, Xiao Wu sat in the passenger seat, Li Zhudao and Lao Liu sat in the middle row, and Xiao Wang and Ouyang sat at the back.
Li Zhudao held the photo, and Old Liu next to him said, "Maybe, besides the twins, Li Mei has another child?"
Ouyang said: "What about her child? Could it be that she lost it? No one in the harmonious community or the orphanage said she had three children."
Lao Liu said: "Maybe she will follow her ex-husband."
Residents of Harmony Community said that Li Mei only lived there more than 20 years ago. Before that, no one knew about Li Mei. Therefore, everyone's guesses are mixed.
"Could it be a child in the orphanage?" Ouyang said.
"Perhaps Li Mei opened a photo studio before. The production and sale of fake documents is naturally related to the photo studio itself. The two photos Li Mei left may not be of her relatives, but of customers in her photo studio. photo……"
The more Xiao Wang talked, the more outrageous he said. Li Zhudao put the photo away and motioned to Xiao Wang to stuff it back into the suitcase. He said, "Don't even guess. There are not enough clues. No matter how many guesses you make, it's just a wild guess. You'd better think about it carefully." Why did Wang Fang's car parked at the Jianshe intersection for more than half a year without any travel records, and why did Li Haidong buy a second-hand car again?"
Before, Li Zhudao simply wanted Duan Ming to try this direction without having high hopes. Duan Ming also thought that this possibility was unlikely for the above reasons, but he was slapped in the face.
"The car under Li Mei's name is a Chevrolet Cruze, suitable for women to drive, and it is eleven years old. Could it be that the car is older and in poor condition? Li Haidong doesn't like it very much, and he couldn't find a suitable one for a while. When a buyer needs a car, he first purchases a car that he likes?" Xiao Wang said.
"The question is, why don't they drive their car back to Baituwen Community and park in the parking lot at the intersection of Jianshe Road? The daily parking fee is twenty or thirty yuan." Ouyang said.
"Let's do the fill-in-the-blank questions step by step." Li Zhudao said: "First of all, one thing we can be sure of is that Li Mei has not left Room 1304 in Baituwen Community in this month. In other words, she is going to Li Haidong should have driven the car back to Baituwen Community, so under what circumstances would Li Haidong leave Wang Fang's car in the parking lot at the intersection of Jianshe Road and ignore it?"
"I don't know." Peng Jie said this while driving.
"If you don't know, you don't know. Why are you making such a loud noise?" Xiao Wang, sitting in the back row, said very dissatisfied.
Li Zhudao said: "What Lao Tu said is the most likely. Li Haidong could have turned a blind eye to Wang Fang's car only if he didn't know where he parked it. Only when he needed to use the car could he turn a blind eye. He would be forced to buy a second-hand car first. Of course, it is possible that Li Haidong did not know that Wang Fang owned a car at all, but this possibility is unlikely. Although Wang Fang, mother and son do not reunite often, they still It’s not like Li Haidong doesn’t even know that Wang Fang has a car.”
"In other words, Wang Fang most likely did not tell Li Haidong where her car was parked." Lao Liu said.
"If I were Wang Fang, and my own son locked me in the house, imprisoned me, tui, I wouldn't tell that beast where my car is parked." Xiao Wu said.
"Your assumption is based on the premise that the mother-son relationship between Li Haidong and Wang Fang is very bad. According to the clues we have previously obtained, the purchase funds for House No. 1304 under Li Haidong's name most likely came from Wang Fang. Wang Fang Since Fang spent this money to buy a house for Li Haidong, the relationship between mother and son should not be so bad." Lao Liu did not agree with Xiao Wu's statement.
"It is also possible that Li Haidong forced Wang Fang to take out the money. When the mother and son lived in Room 1304, they often had quarrels. Does this also mean that the relationship between them is indeed very bad?" Ouyang said.
Li Zhudao said: "What you are saying is that Wang Fang is unwilling to tell Li Haidong. This possibility exists. But there is also another possibility, that is, Wang Fang cannot tell Li Haidong. For example, will Wang Fang suddenly become ill and get early morning sickness?" People with Alzheimer's disease, or dementia, can't remember where they parked their car; or they can have a stroke and lose their speech, literacy, and writing."
Li Zhudao's hypothesis is quite bold and lacks basis, and everyone has no basis to refute it. For a moment, there was a brief silence in the car.
At this time, Xiang Juan called Xiao Wu and asked her on the phone what she was wearing today.
Xiao Wu coughed and asked seriously: "Sister Xiang, do you have any new discoveries?"
Xiang Juan understood and said: "Tell that boy that we found an incompletely digested pill in Wang Fang's stomach. After testing, it was determined to be fluvoxamine. This type of drug has a sedative effect and can promote sleep. It is suitable for taking before bed, and can promote the secretion of adrenocortical hormones, promote metabolism, prevent weight gain, and has good effects on common anxiety disorders, such as generalized anxiety, panic attacks, and social anxiety. However, this drug requires a psychiatrist According to the doctor's instructions, it should be used under the doctor's observation. According to the efficacy and adverse reactions after treatment, necessary adjustments should be made in a timely manner to achieve the best efficacy and minimal adverse reactions..."
"Sister Xiang, you'd better say something we can understand."
After finishing speaking, Xiao Wu simply turned on the speaker phone.
"This is an antidepressant drug that can quickly improve the negative mood of depressed patients and is suitable for patients at risk of suicide..."
"Do you mean that Wang Fang suffers from severe depression and has suicidal tendencies?" Li Zhudao asked.
"Not necessarily. As I said just now, this drug can also be used to treat anxiety disorders." Xiang Juan said.
"Can it be detected whether she is taking it long-term or short-term?" Li Zhudao asked.
"Long-term use of antidepressants can cause abnormalities in liver function and digestive system. The deceased's organs were artificially damaged, and the examination will take some time." Xiang Juan said.
After the call ended, Li Zhudao opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and said: "Wang Fang seldom interacts with people in the Harmony Community. We previously thought that she did it intentionally out of 'professional' needs. However, Sister Xiang just said The medicine she took can treat social anxiety, which means that Wang Fang may suffer from social anxiety. If this is the case, then Wang Fang should take it for a long time."
"Before Wang Fang moved into Baituwen Community, we didn't know where she was or what she was doing for five or six months. During this period, we didn't know whether she was alone or with Li Haidong. So. During this period of time that we know nothing about, is it possible that something happened that aggravated Wang Fang's condition, turning her from social anxiety to severe depression, and then developing suicidal tendencies? At the same time, Suffering from severe depression and thinking about suicide every day, is it impossible to tell Li Haidong where her car is parked? Sister Gui said that Wang Fang did not answer her call a month ago, but she did. Text message, is it possible that the person who responded to the text message was not Wang Fang, but Li Haidong?"
Li Zhudao continued: "Of course, it is also possible that Wang Fang did not have social anxiety before, and it was indeed her 'professional' need to not interact with many people. However, something happened before she moved into Baituwen Community. , causing Wang Fang to suddenly fall into severe depression."
Li Zhudao fell into silence, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, no one knew what he was thinking.
After a while, Li Zhudao said: "We originally thought that the decoration of room 1304 was used to imprison Wang Fang. However, if the decoration design there was used to prevent Wang Fang from jumping off the building or to prevent her from committing suicide when she went out, it was Doesn’t that make sense?”
Everyone was stunned.
Xiao Wang suddenly said: "Could it be that Wang Fang committed suicide instead of homicide?"
However, he quickly denied his hypothesis: "That's not right. There is no need for Li Haidong to bear the crime of matricide and be infamous, let alone to dismember his body."
Everyone fell into silence.
Baitu copywriting is like a huge onion. When you peel off a layer of fog, you find that there is another layer underneath. Everyone just hopes that after the onion is peeled away layer by layer, there will eventually be a truth.
Outside the car, beautiful colored lights are connected one after another, outlining the outlines of buildings. The neon lights above the buildings are shining in various colors, like countless entrenched colorful fire dragons.
The vehicle drove quietly and turned onto a viaduct. From a distance, only mottled lights were seen perched among the scattered property markets, as if it was the loneliness of this city that was about to move. The city is dim, the lights are dim, and between the city and the lights, there is a thin layer of haze, like a fog that lies in front of everyone.
