"What's there to be afraid of? It's so hot, and everything inside is soaked. How could the two little rabbits possibly catch a cold?"

At this point, she sighed, her tone tinged with resentment.

"Hey, what's going on lately? Ever since the investigation team came to our Hongqi factory, there have been one death after another. Could it be that there are really spies in our Hongqi factory?"

Jiang Yuping casually asked:

"Niu Dajiang was killed again?"

Wei Hong shook her head at her best friend.

"No, Niu Dajiang should have hanged himself."

"Wei Hong, so you're saying he committed suicide?"

Wei Hong grabbed the shirt in front of her chest and let the wind blow into her bra.

She explained to her best friend while adjusting her shirt.

"It looks like suicide, but we can't rule out homicide, because hanging can be done intentionally or it can be faked."

Having worked as a forensic pathologist, his way of thinking differs from that of a pure doctor.

After hearing this, Jiang Yuping simply said "Oh" softly, and didn't ask any further questions.

From her perspective, Jiang Yuping hoped that Niu Dajiang's death was not suicide, but homicide.

It would be best to connect with the unseen Kuomintang secret service infiltrator group. That way, the case of my murder of Liu Han might divert the attention of the special task force, and my identity as the murderer might not be revealed so quickly.

Moreover, Jiang Yuping, who had received special agent training in her youth and had read a lot of Sherlock Holmes, could even imagine that Niu Dajiang's death, whether suicide or homicide, might be related to Liu Han.

In this respect, Jiang Yuping's judgment and reasoning abilities are outstanding.

Wei Hong seemed to have cooled down. She straightened her clothes and then said to her best friend:

"Yu Ping, let's go back to our office. I need to get some water. The forensic doctor from the Municipal Public Security Bureau will be coming over in a bit, and I need to accompany him. I also need to go to the guesthouse to report to them."

Jiang Yuping was not surprised that the municipal bureau sent a forensic doctor to conduct a further autopsy.

After all, Wei Hong was just a factory doctor. Although she had worked as a forensic doctor for a few years before, that was when she was young. According to the case handling procedures, it was impossible to draw a conclusion based entirely on Wei Hong's autopsy report. As for the investigation team asking Wei Hong to undergo an autopsy first, it was simply to obtain a preliminary conclusion, which could buy valuable time to expedite the case.

The two best friends returned to the office and sat down.

Wei Hong picked up her teacup and gulped down half a cup of water before looking at Jiang Yuping.

“Hey, Yuping, in my heart you’re like a little Sherlock Holmes. Tell me, Niu Dajiang has retired and is receiving a pension. His children are all married, and life is getting better and better than before, where he didn’t know where his next meal would come from. If this old Niu committed suicide, then why would he do it?”

Jiang Yuping thought for a moment and then analyzed the situation with her best friend.

“Wei Hong, if what you say is true, Niu Dajiang must have been murdered, or he must have had a sufficient reason to commit suicide.”

"Yu Ping, what could be the reason?"

"Wei Hong, can you be sure that Niu Dajiang committed suicide?"

"It's basically confirmed, but it could also be homicide. As I just said, hanging can be faked; they can kill the person and then hang them."

"During your autopsy, did you discover that Niu Dajiang had any incurable disease?"

After asking the question, Jiang Yuping looked at her best friend, hoping to get an answer from Wei Hong.

She needed to obtain more information to determine whether Niu Dajiang's death was related to Liu Han.