Zheng Yuandong said, "It's here. What problems did you find in the suicide note?"

Guan Feng, of course, wouldn't make a baseless accusation. He shook his head and said, "I want to verify the handwriting!"

Zheng Yuandong realized what was happening and asked in surprise, "Xiao Guan, you understand handwriting?"

Huang Lili said, "Yes, on the way here, the captain said that there might be a problem with this suicide note."

Director Bai frowned and asked, "Xiao Guan, are you sure?"

Guan Feng shook his head and said, "The photocopy will lack a lot of details and will not be very clear. So we need to see the original and the handwriting that Chairman Sun wrote in his daily office work. This way the comparison will be clearer and more intuitive, and the identification results will be more accurate. I cannot give any opinions or results for the time being."

Director Bai immediately said, "Then what are you waiting for? Zhao Qiang, go and get all the evidence, as well as Chairman Sun's notes and records. The more of these, the better. Fully cooperate with Guan Feng's work."

Zhao Qiang nodded quickly and led his men to search.

Director Bai then looked at Guan Feng and asked, "Guan, when did you learn handwriting analysis?"

Guan Feng succinctly explained: "Handwriting identification is similar to footprint identification, both of which test one's eyesight, so talent is key, and secondly, practice is essential. In southern Yunnan, the antique market is quite developed, so you can often go and look at calligraphy and paintings, and gradually you will find that you have some understanding of handwriting identification."

"Later, I specifically sought out books to study and consulted some experienced craftsmen in the antique market, so I gained a slight understanding of this industry."

Director Bai sighed, "Sometimes talent is very important. However, your knowledge of handwriting analysis has solved our immediate problem. The most urgent task is to determine whether Chairman Sun committed suicide or was murdered!"

At this moment.

Zhao Qiang walked over carrying three notebooks, a large number of documents approved by Sun Wenming, and the suicide note.

Director Bai glanced around and ordered, "The rest of you continue investigating the case. This office is for Guan Feng; do not disturb him."

Upon hearing this, everyone left the room.

Guan Feng was the only one left on the field.

Seeing this, Guan Feng stopped being modest. With the case at hand, solving it as quickly as possible was the most important thing.

He lowered his head, his gaze falling on the suicide note.

First came a brief self-analysis, mostly consisting of: I'm sorry to my family, I'm sorry to my wife, I'm sorry to my children, I...

From these words, it can be seen that Sun Wenming's mental state is not good, and he is suffering from some kind of depression.

However, the second half of the text changed, becoming a will: "Ending this life is the result of my careful consideration. After my death, my estate shall be divided in two, to be jointly inherited by my wife (Shan Shufen, ID number: 320XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX) and my son (Sun Yue, ID number: 320XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX). Shan Shufen shall receive 30% of the shares, and Sun Yue shall receive 70% of the shares. This will is legally valid!"

Guan Feng examined the entire suicide note, his gaze becoming somewhat solemn.

He sensed something was wrong on the way here, and that's exactly what happened!

What was initially thought to be a simple will turned out to include a discussion of property division. Given Sun Wenming's status and influence as a wealthy man, it was even more surprising that he would write such an ordinary will on a single piece of paper.

He did not rush to conclusions, but continued to examine the matter.

This time, I was acting as a handwriting analysis expert.

The strokes and grooves of those characters, as seen by Guan Feng, were like individual entities, each stroke containing details that others could not see. Guan Feng could even see the writer's state of mind through these details.

Guan Feng compared the details one by one and quickly finished reading the first half of the will.

No problems were found through handwriting comparison.

The second half is the will.

Guan Feng frowned as soon as he saw the first word.

He continued reading, flipping through the notebook next to him for comparison.

A full half hour!

These handwritings kept swirling in Guan Feng's mind.

......

Half an hour later.

Squeak!

The office door opened.

Director Bai caught a glimpse of Guan Feng behind the door and immediately asked, "How's it going? Any results yet?"

Guan Feng nodded and said, "After examination, these handwritings were indeed written by Chairman Sun; there is no doubt that they are his handwriting."

Director Bai asked, "So, Chairman Sun really did commit suicide?"

Guan Feng shook his head and said, "The handwriting is indeed the other person's, but suicide is not necessarily true."

Zheng Yuandong asked, "What exactly happened? Xiao Guan, just tell me directly."

Seeing this, Guan Feng stopped being mysterious and said directly, "Through handwriting analysis, we found that these handwritings are indeed Chairman Sun's, but the times when these handwritings were written are different!"

At this point, Guan Feng briefly explained to everyone: "A person's handwriting is different. For example, a junior high school student's handwriting style may change after he starts working, but this change is generally continuous. By comparing, we can pinpoint when these handwritings were written."

Guan Feng took out the suicide note and pointed to the two parts, saying, "The upper part of this suicide note, based on the changes in the handwriting, was written no more than three months ago. This means that Sun Wenming did indeed intend to commit suicide recently. However, the lower part of this suicide note, which mainly deals with the distribution of the estate, was written at least two or three years ago."

Director Bai's expression changed slightly, and he frowned: "Are you sure?"

Guan Feng met the other person's gaze and nodded, saying, "I can confirm it! Unless these notebooks and documents are all forged."

Director Bai was completely relieved.

If someone else had said this, he might have thought they were boastful and only reported good news, but he knew Guan Feng's personality; he wouldn't say such a thing unless he was absolutely certain, and sometimes he would even deliberately keep a low profile.

Upon seeing this, Director Bai immediately said, "In that case, let's temporarily treat this case as a homicide! Thoroughly investigate all suspects. Also, Xiao Guan, you said that since these two handwritings are different, they must have been pieced together? In your knowledge, are there any people like that in Hongcheng?"

Guan Feng said, "Yes! As far as I know, there are such experts in Hua'an, especially in the antique market near Shuidukou. Most experts can do it if they want to piece together something that looks like a fake, and the market price is between 10,000 and 20,000 yuan."

Director Bai said, "It seems you've already considered this. In that case, I'll leave this matter to you to investigate."

Guan Feng said, "I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"