Lin Yi couldn’t believe it. This news was unbelievable.
“How dids he die?”
“Gas poisoning,” Li Xianghui said.
“After our people went over, no one opened the door after our knocking. After forcing the door open, we realized that there was a strong smell of gas in the room. Du Juan was lying on the bed and had stopped breathing. By the time we arrived, she should have been dead for half an hour.”
“Are you at the scene or at the station?”
“I’m at the scene. Do you want to come over?”
“Wait for me. I’ll go over and take a look.”
After hanging up the phone, He Yuanyuan walked up curiously.
“What happened? Don’t tell me that the person who you said died is Du Juan.”
“That’s her. She died of gas poisoning.”
“F*ck, did he commit suicide?”
“That’s possible, but I’m not sure yet. I have to go to the scene to take a look.” Lin Yi said.
“You guys go to sleep first. Don’t wait for me.”
“Be careful on the road. Don’t drive too fast and stay safe,” she warned.
“Got it. 1 know what I’m doing.”
Lin Yi took his car keys and drove to Du Juan’s house.
Du Juan’s house was in the outer ring. It was an old neighborhood that did not even have an elevator.
Although it was a little broken, in a place like Zhonghai, every inch of land was worth a lot of money.
When he arrived at her house, the entire building was locked down. Lin Yi showed his work pass and walked in smoothly.
“Brother Li, how’s the situation?”
“The body hasn’t been taken away yet. You can take a look.”
In the living room, there was a white cloth covering it. It was obvious that Du Juan’s corpse was underneath.
He lifted the white cloth and saw Du Juan’s greenish-purple face. She was not wearing any clothes and appeared to have passed peacefully.
Lin Yi reached his hand into her armpit. He could still feel a little warmth, indicating she had just died not long ago.
After checking, Lin Yi covered Du Juan’s body with a white cloth again.
The scene was well-protected and had been maintained its original state.
However, it was very messy. Many clothes were strewn on the sofa and chairs. Even her undergarments were casually thrown all over the place.
It was hard to imagine that this was the home of a woman in her thirties.
On the dining table, there was a half-eaten single serving of hot pot takeout which had already grown moldy.
It seemed that she was hurriedly taken away by the local police while she was eating.
When she returned in the afternoon, she didn’t tidy up the house and went straight to her room to sleep, exhausted both physically and mentally.