Chapter 305
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Mu Chenyan was so shocked that she broke out in a cold sweat. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Who … Who died?"
Wu Huai looked at Mu Chenyan and his voice became even deeper. "The Eldest Young Master of the Yuan Family's second son, Yuan Zhe!"
Su Qingcheng noticed that Mu Chenyan's expression changed rapidly. It was as if she did not care about the person who had died. She let out a sigh of relief, but it also made Mu Chenyan feel very conflicted.
"Was it an accident?"
Mu Chenyan asked.
"I'm not sure yet. Let's hurry over and take a look!"
As Wu Huai spoke, he led his men and set off. Mu Chenyan and Zhang Xin followed behind with their equipment.
*
Yuan Family Mansion
Mu Chenyan saw that the perimeter of the old house had been sealed off. Before the car drove in, Wu Huai communicated with the guards at the door.
"There are a few reporters inside! Why did you bring a reporter here? "The policeman guarding the door looked at Mu Chenyan and Zhang Xin before asking Wu Huai.
"Why, are there reporters inside?"
Wu Huai was puzzled. "The news isn't blocked? They are special reporters from the Information Office. How did the reporters from outside get in? "
"Oh, those reporters are here to interview Yuan Zhe. They are doing a live broadcast of the murder case. You'll know once you go in. It's strange … "
Mu Chenyan was confused as she listened. Her heart was anxious and fearful.
All the servants were gathered together to be interrogated. Xue Meiwei had already fainted from crying and was sent to the East Residence to rest.
Yuan Tangzhong was away on a business trip. He knew that something had happened at home, but he did not manage to rush back in time.
Before Yuan Xuan could return, Yan Jun, who was handling some matters nearby, was sent to the old mansion first.
"Mistress, you'd better not go in!" Yan Jun had seen the scene, and he was worried that Mu Chenyan would be scared.
Yuan Xuan had sent him here to stop Mu Chenyan.
At the entrance of the hall, Mu Chenyan saw that the servants had gathered together, and each of them was pale with fright.
"Where's Wen Ya?" Mu Chenyan's first concern was Wen Ya.
There were two servants who usually served Yuan Zhe in Peace Mansion. One of them had applied for leave to return to her hometown a few days ago, so Little Cui was the only one left. When Little Cui heard Mu Chenyan's question, she answered in a low voice, "Mistress isn't home today. She has some matters to attend to at the company, so she left early in the morning."
"Does she know something happened at home?"
Wu Huai asked.
"I called her. She'll be back soon!"
Xiao Cui did not dare to look at the situation in the living room. She lowered her head and said in a trembling voice, "Will they arrest us? We don't know anything … "
Wu Huai glared at Xiao Cui and said, "I want you to stay here and understand the situation. Later, you will follow the others to the police station to record a statement. We can't just arrest people and convict them!"
"Yan Jun, I want to go in too!" Mu Chenyan was just about to walk inside when she saw that Yan Jun was intentionally stopping her. She said in a low voice, "Yuan Xuan can't stop me either!"
When Yan Jun saw Mu Chenyan's resolute gaze and the unstoppable look in her eyes, he cowered. He accompanied Mu Chenyan as they entered together.
Mu Chenyan saw Yuan Zhe lying on the sofa in the living room of Peace Mansion's West Mansion. The man who was usually awe-inspiring had now become a pile of lifeless flesh.
The forensic doctor sent by the forensic department met up with Wu Huai at the crime scene.
The forensic doctor was a young woman. Wu Huai called her Chen Hua.
"After a preliminary examination, there are no clear wounds on the body. It should be oral poisoning. When the poison broke out, the victim's muscles were trembling, his heart was beating rapidly, and his pupils were dilated. The direct cause of death was suffocation due to breathing difficulties."
Chen Hua took off her gloves and mask and explained a few things to Wu Huai.
"We'll have to go back and perform an autopsy before we can come to a conclusion."
Poisoning?
Wu Huai looked at the two reporters at the scene. The situation was more complicated than he had imagined. The two reporters had witnessed Yuan Zhe's death with their own eyes.
Yuan Zhe's reputation was very bad because of Nie Chao's case. Yuan Tangzhong had arranged an interview program for him to improve his image. The program's specialty was to follow the politician's daily work and life.
The first few scenes were taken at Yuan Zhe's workplace. They had already been filmed a few days ago. Today, the reporters were here to follow him and film his daily life at home.
They did not expect that they would witness the entire murder during the filming process.
Wu Huai understood the background of the two interviewers. He remained silent and entered the crime scene to personally investigate.
There was a tea set on the coffee table in the living room. There were three cups. It was obvious that Yuan Zhe had been drinking and chatting with the reporter and the cameraman.
"Tell me about the incident!" Wu Huai said in a low voice after he finished watching.
The interviewer and the cameraman were paralyzed with fear. Both of them were incoherent in the face of Wu Huai's questioning.
Wu Huai was a little annoyed. He waved his hand and said, "It's a citizen's duty to cooperate with the police's investigation. As elites in the media industry, why are you so afraid?"
The reporter's name was Ma Liping. She calmed down after listening to Wu Huai's words and said in a trembling voice, "Captain Wu, it's like this. Mr. Yuan started the interview at nine o 'clock. We took shots in the garden and the living room. The weather was still a little warm today. After we came in from the garden, Mr. Yuan said that he would make coffee for us."
"He made it himself?" Wu Huai interrupted her and asked.
"Yes! The maid didn't show up during the entire process in order to show his friendliness. We even recorded the process of him making the coffee. "
Ma Liping gave the cameraman, Zhou Nan, a look. Zhou Nan turned on the camera and showed the recorded video to Wu Huai.
As expected, Yuan Zhe was wearing a white sportswear. The cuffs were rolled up, revealing part of his wrists. Yuan Zhe was like Yuan Xuan. He had high standards for his quality of life. He did not use a coffee machine. He ground the coffee beans with his own hands.
The ground coffee beans were put into a special pot for brewing coffee.
The special pot for brewing coffee was placed on the table. Mu Chenyan saw that there was still half a pot of coffee left in the crystal glass pot.
"After the coffee was brewed, he poured three cups. The three of us had one cup each."
Ma Liping looked at Zhou Nan with a lingering fear in her heart.
"Are you saying that all three of you drank it?" Wu Huai asked.
Ma Liping nodded. "Yes, all of us drank it."
Wu Huai looked at the three coffee cups on the table and asked, "Did Yuan Zhe randomly distribute the cups when they were brought over?"
"Yes! Mr. Yuan even washed the cups under the tap. Then, he poured the coffee and took one cup at random. "
Ma Liping was afraid because she recalled that Yuan Zhe was the only one who was poisoned from the same pot of coffee, while the rest of them were fine.
"Captain Wu, will we be poisoned?"
Zhou Nan finally could not take it anymore. He peeked at the corpses on the ground and was so scared that his face turned ashen.
Wu Huai could not be sure at that moment. He ordered the police officer, Little Jiang, "Bring all the evidence back for examination. Bring these two people back to record their statements. The rest of you, follow me!"
Mu Chenyan and Zhang Xin followed behind the cameraman from the forensic department. They took pictures and briefly recorded the case.
Mu Chenyan did not know why, but she felt a hollow feeling in her heart.
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