Chapter 153 I died of 'suicide'?

After the message was sent, Zheng Cheng quickly replied, "Impossible!"

"I can't cook. I usually just make some snail noodles. It's been a long time since I used gas."

Zheng Cheng looked at his own corpse in the video and couldn't help but sigh, "Besides, I haven't lived enough. How can I be so depressed?"

That's strange.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Su Qian standing still, Lu Yao thought she was frightened by the scene and said, "If you are scared, go out and get some fresh air first."

Su Qian came back to his senses and shook his head, "I'm not afraid."

She took a step forward and opened the computer browser history. Su Qian originally thought that all the searches were about something not suitable for children.

After taking a closer look, I was stunned.

'Is expired dichlorvos less toxic, or more toxic?'

"If I take a laxative and an antidiarrheal medicine together, will I have diarrhea or not?"

"If a pig has kidney deficiency, can its kidneys still be used to replenish the body?"

"I eat the eggs the chickens lay, the dogs eat my shit, and the chickens eat the dog's shit. Does that mean infinite energy?"

…

After seeing what happened next, Su Qian couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

These questions would not be asked at all if you hadn’t suffered a cerebral thrombosis for ten years.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Su Qian suddenly smile, Lu Yao came over curiously.

I looked at the browsing history on my computer.

Lu Yao: “…”

Fortunately, he has a good sense of humour.

Su Qian sent a message to Zheng Cheng, "I finally understand why you asked me to delete the record. Are you worried about being mistaken for a mentally retarded person?"

This was followed by an expression of laughter.

After she deleted the browsing history, she also deleted the contents of the USB drive.

Just finished these.

Su Qian was wondering whether to call the police when she heard footsteps coming from the door.

"Why would anyone come at this time?"

Su Qian's heart tightened, and she looked at Lu Yao. Both of them saw vigilance in each other's eyes.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and soon the door was pushed open.

Two men in T-shirts came in.

One of the men frowned, fanning his nose with his hand to dispel the lingering smell of gas, and said, "This smell is really strong. Old Chen, look at this scene, it doesn't feel right."

"There's nothing wrong."

As Old Chen spoke, he walked towards the window.

"Hurry up and open the windows to ventilate. The smell is so strong that people will faint if they stay here for too long."

He reached out and pushed the window open with force, and with a "crash" sound.

The fresh air from outside rushed in quickly.

The strong smell of gas in the house began to dissipate slowly.

Su Qian frowned slightly.

Opening the window for ventilation at this time directly destroyed the evidence at the scene.

"Who are you?"

When the two men entered the room, they were stunned at first, obviously not expecting there to be other people in the room.

Then the man called Lao Chen came to his senses.

He looked Su Qian and Lu Yao up and down, his eyes full of suspicion. "We are friends of Zheng Cheng. We couldn't contact him, so we thought of coming to check on him. We didn't expect that this guy would be so depressed that he turned on the gas and committed suicide."

As he spoke, he looked regretful and sighed.

But Su Qian knew very well in her heart that Zheng Cheng did not commit suicide at all.

This guy is obviously making this up.

"I have called the police, and they will be here to clean up the scene soon," another man said.

"Who are you two?" Old Chen asked in confusion.

Su Qian frowned slightly, looked at them, and said calmly: "We are also friends of Zheng Cheng. We have been unable to contact him and were worried, so we came to check on the situation. However..."

She paused, her eyes sharp, "How can you be sure he died of suicide?"

Old Chen's face showed sadness. "Zheng Cheng had depression before, and his mood has always been unstable. He was quite depressed during that time. Maybe he was just unable to think straight."

depression?

Su Qian frowned slightly.

She was not familiar with Zheng Cheng, and they had only met in the chat group.

However, judging by the way he cherishes his life and his optimism when chatting, he doesn't seem to be suffering from depression at all.

She turned her eyes and looked at the two of them calmly.

I had already taken a picture of the two of them in my mind and sent it to Zheng Cheng.

"They say they are your friends. Do you know them?"

Su Qian sent the message to Zheng Cheng.

He stared at the two men, not missing any slight change in expression on their faces.

Zheng Cheng quickly replied: "It's Lao Chen and Skinny Monkey, my roommates at school."

"These two sons still remember to come to me. Dad loves them for nothing, haha."

It can be seen that they have a good relationship with Zheng Cheng.

Generally in boys' dormitories, good friends call themselves "dads" and their roommates are "sons."

Su Qian had a clue in her mind, "Have you ever had depression before?"

These words obviously made Zheng Cheng stunned.

"What kind of depression is that? I'm very healthy and my annual physical examinations are always up to standard."

After Zheng Cheng finished speaking.

It took me a while to react, and I asked cautiously, "Did they tell you I have depression?"

Su Qian said "hmm" with an expressionless face.

"Fuck! Why are these two guys talking nonsense?"

"Sister Qian, don't listen to their nonsense. I'm very healthy."

"I usually have a good relationship with them, but I didn't know they were so fond of making up lies."

Zheng Cheng was obviously a little angry and sent a series of messages.

Li Yi (King of Hell): "It seems like your two roommates aren't good people."

Old Chen and Skinny Monkey felt a little timid when Su Qian stared at them.

But luckily the police showed up.

"Comrade police, hurry up, my friend is dying." Old Chen shouted anxiously to the police who had just entered the room.

The police came forward, taking notes in a notebook.

"Who are you to the deceased?"

Old Chen quickly replied, "We were roommates of the deceased, Zheng Cheng, and classmates in the English Department of Linjiang University. School was about to start, and we hadn't been able to contact him, so we decided to come check on him. When we entered the room and discovered this, we were horrified."

While recording, the police looked up at Lao Chen and Skinny Monkey.

He looked at Su Qian and Lu Yao standing beside him and frowned.

"This kid is usually very optimistic. Who would have thought that he would be so depressed that he would turn on the gas to commit suicide." Skinny Monkey added.

He shook his head as he spoke, looking regretful and incredulous.

The police just need to take a brief look.

Then someone took the body away.

"It has been preliminarily determined that the deceased committed suicide. Have someone notify the parents and prepare to send the deceased to the crematorium."

When Su Qian heard this, her brows furrowed even deeper.

Just closed the case so hastily?

It seems that not only these two roommates have problems, but the policeman also has serious problems.

"Wait a moment!"

Su Qian hurried forward to stop the police who were about to arrange follow-up matters.

He said seriously, "Comrade Police Officer, your judgment is too hasty. How can you conclude that Zheng Cheng committed suicide based solely on the superficial circumstances we have seen?"

The police were stunned. They didn't expect anyone to question it.

"Then how do you think we can make a judgment without being hasty?"

The policeman responded with a frown, his tone carrying a hint of displeasure at being questioned.

"I demand an autopsy."

Su Qian took a deep breath and tried to keep her tone calm.

He looked at Su Qian deeply.

After a moment, he said readily, "Then take him for an autopsy."

"As for you—"

He glanced back at Su Qian and Lao Chen. "Anyone who appeared at the crime scene without reason is a suspect. Take them back for a thorough investigation. Cooperate with the police and truthfully explain everything you know."

The policeman spoke seriously, his eyes revealing unquestionable majesty.

Su Qian looked displeased.

But they are doing their job impartially, so there is nothing wrong with that.

I’m afraid that when they need to check his identity information, Lu Yao’s illegal residence status will be revealed.

As for Lao Chen and the other man, they nodded in agreement.