Chapter 865
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This proved that she loved her child very much.
Since she loved her child so much, she would not have allowed her child to die with her child …
"If she didn't commit suicide, then this means he killed her? But he has to pay attention to the motive. What is the motive? "the head of the police asked.
"Based on the information I've received so far, Tang Nuan didn't have any grudges with anyone," the officer who called Song Qingchun said.
"According to the lady's guarantee, the victim didn't commit suicide but was murdered. Then, it's very likely that the victim didn't take the drugs voluntarily. Maybe she was forced to take them." The policeman who had been in charge of taking photos joined in the discussion.
"Contact the experts to check the victim's car to see if it was tampered with," the officer who had been taking pictures said.
"I've already contacted them. The car will be towed away soon, and the experts will be there to examine it."
The officer who had been on the phone turned to Song Qingchun for confirmation. "Are you sure the victim didn't commit suicide?"
"Of course not," Song Qingchun answered without hesitation. She was about to give the officer more assurance when her gaze was attracted by Tang Nuan's wrist out of the corner of her eye.
The first to notice this was Su Zhinian. He frowned and followed her gaze, but he didn't notice anything wrong. He asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Qingchun didn't answer but turned around to get closer to Tang Nuan's body.
She squatted down slowly to grab Tang Nuan's wrist.
Tang Nuan's body was still warm, but it was the kind that chilled one's heart.
Song Qingchun's fingers trembled, and her eyes fell on the bangle on Tang Nuan's wrist.
Su Zhinian stood where he was for a while before he could help himself. He squatted down to look at the bangle on Tang Nuan's wrist with Song Qingchun and asked, "What's wrong with it?"
Song Qingchun shook her head, but her eyes never left Tang Nuan's wrist. After several seconds, Song Qingchun said, "I don't know what's wrong with it, but this bangle gives me a weird feeling. It feels familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before … It's not like I've seen it many times, but I can't remember where I've seen it before …"
Su Zhinian frowned and moved his gaze from Song Qingchun's face to Tang Nuan's wrist. He stared at the bangle for a long time, but other than the color, there was nothing special about it.
"What's wrong? Did you find anything? " When the police chief saw Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian squatting there, mumbling to each other, he couldn't help but walk over to ask.
Su Zhinian shook his head. "No."
He glanced at Song Qingchun, who was still studying the bracelet, and asked, "Can I take a picture?"
The police chief agreed without hesitation, "Yes."
Su Zhinian pulled out his phone from Song Qingchun's pocket and snapped several pictures of Tang Nuan's wrist.
Time rewound back to the morning when Song Qingchun left TW Company.
The moment the elevator door closed, Tang Nuan's tears fell like pearls from a broken necklace, one after another.
The bright smile that she had directed at Song Qingchun disappeared instantly. She collapsed to the ground, covered her face, and started to cry.
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