Han Bin and Li Yonghong left Li Yonghong's house.
Zhao Ming handed over a cigarette. "Why do I feel that this Lv Xiaojie doesn't want to avenge his parents. It's more like he wants to send his aunt to prison so that he can inherit the inheritance."
"There is no such thing as black and white in the world. There must be many reasons behind one thing," Han Bin said nonchalantly as he lit his cigarette.
"Then where are we going now?"
"Although there are nine victims in the 715 case, the real target should be Lv Jiawei and his wife. Since Lv Xiaojie provided clues, we will naturally continue investigating," Han Bin said.
…
Han Bin and Li Yonghong went to the village committee of Xidiying Village and found Lv Jiaping's house accompanied by the village leader.
On the way, Han Bin learned from the village leader that Lv Jiaping was a family of three. Her husband was a teacher, and she had a daughter who was in university. Her family was quite well-off.
When they arrived at Lv Jiaping's house, the village leader left.
Lv Jiaping's house was a two-story building with two large green iron doors.
Knock, knock … Zhao Ming knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
"The police."
"Creak …" The door opened.
A middle-aged woman popped her head out and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Ming showed his police badge. "We are from the Criminal Police Unit."
The middle-aged woman glanced at it and stepped aside. "Please come in."
"How should I address you?" Han Bin asked.
"Lv Jiaping."
"You are Lv Jiawei's sister?"
"Yes, why?"
"Yuhua Branch has recently launched an investigation of old cases. I am in charge of investigating the 715 case, and I want to ask you about the situation."
"Officer, what is your surname?"
"My surname is Han."
Lv Jiaping led the two into the courtyard. "If there is anything you want to know, I will definitely cooperate."
The small courtyard was tiled and very clean. After entering the living room, Lv Jiaping invited Han Bin and Li Yonghong to sit on the sofa. She was about to pour a cup of tea when Han Bin stopped her.
"Ms. Lu, don't bother. We're not thirsty. We'll leave after making a statement," Han Bin said.
Lv Jiaping sat on one side of the sofa and asked, "Officer Han, this case has been over for so long. Why do you want to investigate it again? Do you have any new clues?"
"Lv Xiaojie, do you know him?"
"Yes, he's my nephew. How could I not know him?" Lv Jiaping said.
"How is your relationship with Lv Xiaojie?" Han Bin asked.
Lv Jiaping hesitated for a moment. "It's alright."
"I heard that you had a lawsuit some time ago?" Zhao Ming asked.
"What does this have to do with the 715 case?" Lv Jiaping asked.
"According to Lv Xiaojie, Lv Jiawei wrote a will a month before his death, leaving all his assets to you," Han Bin probed.
"Yes, there's such a thing. I'm his sister. It's not against the law, right?" Lv Jiaping shrugged.
"Can I have a look at the original suicide note?"
"Officer Han, you're not suspecting that I killed my brother, are you?" Lv Jiaping frowned.
"We're here just to investigate clearly and prove your innocence."
"Okay, I know. It must be Lv Xiaojie's grandmother who instigated him and said bad things about me to the two of you." Lv Jiaping snorted.
"The police are not interested in the grudges between your two families. We just want to investigate the 715 case."
"Please wait a moment." Lv Jiaping got up and went to the bedroom.
When she came out again, she was holding two brown paper bags in her hand. She opened one of them and handed it to Han Bin. "Take a look. This is my brother's suicide note."
Han Bin took it and checked it. It was indeed the original photo given by Lv Xiaojie.
Lv Jiaping handed over another document. "Take a look. These are all materials written by my brother in the past. They were all backed up in the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and the Tax Bureau. The handwriting is definitely not fake."
Han Bin had learned the skills of handwriting identification. He opened the suicide note and the materials written by Lv Jiawei before his death and carefully compared the handwriting on them.
Time passed minute by minute. Han Bin read for a full ten minutes.
"Can I take a photo?" Han Bin asked.
"Yes." Lv Jiaping nodded and asked, "Officer Han, do you also know handwriting identification?"
"A little."
"Then tell me, is this my brother's handwritten will?"
"The suicide note and these materials are indeed from the same person's handwriting." Han Bin's words left some leeway, provided that the materials were indeed written by Lv Jiawei.
"See, I didn't lie. This is indeed my brother's suicide note." Lv Jiaping shrugged.
"Lv Jiawei and his wife died in 2009. According to the marriage law of that year, Zhang Shufeng should also have half of the property rights to the homestead. Why did the court directly award it to you?" Han Bin asked.
"They were husband and wife. I also admit that I helped them with the wedding, but the law doesn't recognize it." Lv Jiaping spread her hands.
"They didn't get a marriage certificate?"
Lv Jiaping nodded and explained, "They got married early and hadn't reached the legal age, so they only held a banquet in the village. According to our customs, the two of them were considered married."
"Later, why didn't they get a marriage certificate?"
"I don't know about that," Lv Jiaping said.
"Lv Jiawei clearly had a son. Why did he make a will for you instead of giving the inheritance to Lv Xiaojie?" Zhao Ming asked.
"We had a good relationship. He was willing to give it to me. That was his freedom. Is there a problem?" Lv Jiaping said.
"Your reason is not sufficient."
"That suicide note was not fake. You all saw it."
"He was still a young man at that time. Why did he make this suicide note?"
"I don't know about that."
"He died more than a month after writing the suicide note. Don't you think it's a bit too much of a coincidence?" Zhao Ming questioned.
"Officer, I don't like what you said. Do you mean that I forced my brother to write a suicide note and then killed him?" Lv Jiaping snorted.
"If you can't give a reasonable explanation, this motive will also be considered by the police." Zhao Ming began to play the good cop.
"I don't know myself. How do you want me to explain? Besides, there are many coincidences in this world. If I could explain them clearly, I would have become a scientist long ago," Lv Jiaping said angrily.
"You two, if you really want to solve the case, go and catch the real murderer. Don't waste time with me. I have nothing to do with this case, and I haven't killed anyone."
"July 15, 2009, between 12 am and 3 am, where were you?"
"I can't remember."
"Then think about it."
"Ten years. I can't remember," Lv Jiaping said perfunctorily.
Han Bin and Zhao Ming asked a few more questions, but Lv Jiaping still answered perfunctorily.
Then Han Bin and Zhao Ming left Lv Jiaping's house.
Zhao Ming curled his lips and said, "Well, there are no clues at all. It's a wasted trip."
"You can't say that. The suicide note that Lv Jiaping took out is a clue."
"Could it be that the suicide note is fake?" Zhao Ming guessed.
"In my judgment, the suicide note should be real, and it is precisely because it is real that the problem is bigger," Han Bin said.
On the way back to the branch office, Han Bin analyzed the two visits and a bold guess appeared in his mind.
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