657 A Million Times for You 19 (1/2)

Ma Jianguo continued, ”The surveillance footage that she appeared in was destroyed, but we found her acting quite normal lately and ruled out the possibility of suicide. The Bureau Chief was too embarrassed to call you, so he made me call to ask if you could come back to take this case.”

An Xiaoning's nerves tightened. Yuan Mingzhu was dead. The psychic person who took over her position was dead…

Why did it happen so suddenly?

Who was the one who murdered her?

”Xiaoning…” Since she didn't answer, Ma Jianguo called out to her again.

”No,” she rejected him directly. ”All of you should solve this case on your own.”

”Xiaoning… Team Leader Yuan is dead. All the members of our team are uneasy about it. We're not sure whether her death is a result of someone taking revenge because we unintentionally offended someone when we were solving previous cases.” Ma Jianguo went on, ”Or whether it is due to some unknown reason. Now, there's no one to lead the Special Investigations Unit anymore, and the Bureau Chief can't find someone like you or Team Leader Yuan to take over in such a short time. Can't you just come over and help, please?”

”I've something on today, so I'm not free. Leave this issue to Bureau Chief Pan to pass on to Team Leader Zhang of the Serious Crimes Investigation Unit.”

Since she was unwilling to help, Ma Jianguo had no choice but to end the call.

He conveyed her exact words to Pan Zhenghui.

”She really said that?”

”Yes, she did.” Ma Jianguo confessed frankly, ”Chief, when you got Team Leader Yuan to take over Team Leader An's position, you didn't even give her a heads up…”

”I made a mistake in handling that matter. However, back then, I wasn't even sure of Xiao Yuan's level of capability…” Pan Zhenghui continued, ”I'll pass Xiao Yuan's case to the Serious Crimes Investigation Unit to investigate whether it was a suicide or something else. We'll wait for the coroner's report first.”

”Chief, do you still intend to arrange a team leader for our special team?”

Pan Zhenghui remained silent for a moment before replying, ”Of course, there has to be a team leader, but we'll keep the position empty for the moment. We'll wait for a suitable candidate to appear before arranging it.”

Ma Jianguo returned to the office and glanced at the team leader's seat, his face a shade of gloom. ”From what all of you have seen, was the team leader acting normal recently?”

”She was, there didn't seem to be anything unusual about her,” Gong Le replied.

”That's my exact sentiments. To say she committed suicide… I don't think it's even possible at all. She didn't seem like someone who didn't want to live that much,” Zu Dong chimed in.

”Xiao Ding, what do you think?”

Ding Liang thought for a moment. ”Lao Ma, I don't feel the same. Team Leader Yuan said she recently bought a house nearby, I think that's rather unusual. With our salary, how was she able to afford a house? If we didn't know Team Leader Yuan's family situation, then it's fine. But we know her family doesn't have much money, and we also know the average price of houses near the station. Where did she get the money to buy a house and a car?”

”Right, this point is rather strange. We'll update the Serious Crimes Investigation Unit later and get them to check this suspicious point.”

”…”

Yuan Mingzhu's mother took a taxi from her house to the station.

After seeing Yuan Mingzhu's body, Mrs. Yuan wept in devastation and could not make out why her child was gone just like that.

Moreover, the fact that she had lost her only daughter was definitely a huge blow to her.

After understanding the situation from her, the police brought her to Yuan Mingzhu's house.

This was also the main investigation scene.

Yuan Mingzhu was unmarried and had no children. She was only twenty-six years old, so her monetary assets and house were naturally inherited by her mother solely.

After investigating the place, the police officers found it too creepy. There was a room specifically for doing rituals that had many things displayed in it, which made one wonder: was it some ritual she did that had caused her to invite trouble to herself?

But a speculation remained a speculation, and they still had to start from somewhere else.