My Life with Narration-Chapter 260 - 259: Hua Tuo Reborn

Before getting the narrative, life wasn’t rich, but at least it was peaceful. Ever since he got the narrative, Su Qing felt like he’d gone crazy, his entire spirit was more alive.

Moreover, he became very busy, extremely busy; problems in life and work followed one after another. Some were self-inflicted, some were work-related troubles. In short, he recently felt like his energy was being used up, and his private time was becoming less and less.

Not to mention, homicides that used to be rare occurrences happened one after another recently, though some were murders, some accidents.

Of course, the latter was more common than the former. In today’s society, accidental deaths aren’t common, but they are not rare either, with traffic accidents being the most frequent.

But suicides by jumping are very rare.

In the Criminal Investigation Department office, Du Qiang took out his phone and placed it in front of him; the phone displayed a photo of a girl lying in a pool of blood.

The shot was taken from very close, even detailed enough to see the various details on the girl’s body. She wore a white silk nightdress, barefoot, with eyes wide open, showing fear, her delicate face twisted, seemingly struggling, trying to escape.

Underneath was a pool of dark red blood, staining her white nightdress blood-red, half of her face was distorted beyond recognition due to an impact.

The most crucial point was that the photo wasn’t censored at all, not even blurred; it was HD video, and the girl’s only remaining eye seemed to look directly at him through the phone screen, sending a chill down Su Qing’s spine instantly.

He’d seen similar photos in some groups before, but they were either taken from a distance or censored, never such a direct impact.

While he was looking at the photo, Li Zijun and Du Qiang both didn’t speak; the room was unusually quiet, with only the faint noise of Li Zijun flipping through documents.

"The girl’s name..."

At this moment, Du Qiang patted his shoulder, intending to explain the case, but as soon as his hand touched him, before he finished speaking, he felt Su Qing tremble violently.

"Holy shit!"

The intense reaction startled Du Qiang and Li Zijun, especially Du Qiang, who jumped up entirely.

Su Qing threw the phone away suddenly, which hurt Du Qiang’s heart: "My precious phone, it’s my new phone."

He said, quickly picking up the phone, blowing it, finding it was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then yelled: "Bro, what are you doing!"

His intense reaction made Du Qiang slip into some dialect.

"Qiang... Qiang Bro, this case isn’t spooky, is it? Why do I feel a chill?" Su Qing shrunk his head.

The look in the girl’s eyes in the photo made him a little scared.

Unlike those keyboard warriors online who boast without drafting, many people still haven’t seen a body, especially such a bloody and blurry one.

Particularly the angle of the photo, which included the girl’s eyes, and even some white paste-like substance next to her head, made him a little nauseous.

And it was really the first time he saw such an unobscured HD photo, which indeed gave him quite a shock.

Hearing this, Du Qiang pressed his head backward, signaling him to look at the wall:

"Nonsense, I just turned on the air conditioner, how can there be no chill?"

Su Qing: ...

Alright, so it’s the air conditioning. Looking at the sunny sky outside, Su Qing couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed he was too nervous. I’m in an urban setting, not supernatural. What’s there to fear?

Thinking of this, he felt like he embarrassed himself a bit just now, which made his face a little red.

Seeing this, Li Zijun couldn’t help but laugh and glance at him, saying, "Your courage isn’t even as big as a sesame seed; a single photo can scare you, what if we took you to the morgue for an autopsy, you’d be scared to death?"

Hearing that he might have to see an autopsy, Su Qing shook his head like a rattle, waving his hands vigorously: "Sister Jun, let’s not, didn’t you say she jumped? This should be a suicide, right?"

Indeed, other cases require some examination, but since it’s a jump unless someone pushed her, the possibility of homicide is very small.

And since the phone wasn’t broken, Du Qiang explained: "As there’s a fatality, there’s naturally no reason to conclude the case casually. The most crucial point is that the victim’s family doesn’t recognize it. They say their daughter was optimistic and cheerful, had called a few days ago without any indication of seeking death."

"So, so what?" Su Qing spread his hands, and asked. The past doesn’t mean the present doesn’t. The pressure on young people today is massive, and a breakdown often happens in a moment for adults.

"The key point is, when our staff went to the deceased’s residence to investigate, they found this." He finished, pulling out his phone, showing a photo, but this time he didn’t hand the phone to Su Qing, instead, he held it himself.

Su Qing saw it was Olanzapine, Risperidone, Carbamazepine, Lorazepam, etc.

"What is this?" Su Qing asked.

"These are medications for depression and other mental patients, help with anxiety and stabilizing emotions, in short, they’re sedatives," Li Zijun said calmly.

Hearing this, Su Qing frowned: "Mental patient?"

Both nodded.

If that’s the case, then there’s quite a lot to investigate. It’s not that the case certainly is a murder, but circumstances like this easily lead to an accident.

If a normal person is overwhelmed and commits suicide, although the case needs cautious conclusion, it’s not too troublesome. In contrast, mental patients are different.

"The deceased was named Jiang Hong, 21 years old, from Anji, a student at Jiangcheng Normal University, didn’t return home during summer break, said she was doing a summer job here; that’s all we know now," said Du Qiang, finishing his earlier statement.

It’s not that they couldn’t find anything, but time was too short. They received the report call this morning, and it was nearly ten by the time the Criminal Investigation Department reached the scene.

Then they still had to contact the victim’s family, cordon off the crime scene, handle the body, and the entire process didn’t yield much useful information.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Qing’s mind sounded the narration:

[Jiang Hong got caught in a nude loan scandal due to meeting a scoundrel, subsequently suffering from a mental disorder, and unable to bear the mental pressure, was forced to end her life]

Listening to the narrative in his head, Su Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly. The narrative defined the case as a suicide, but used the words "met a scoundrel" and "forced," suggesting other causes resulted in the outcome. It just couldn’t be deduced due to the lack of information at this moment.

That is to say, even if Jiang Hong jumped herself, the incident might still be defined as a criminal case.

"What do we do now?" Su Qing asked.

When in doubt, ask. It’s always been his good habit.

Hearing this, Li Zijun helplessly pinched her eye corners and replied somewhat powerlessly:

"Saying this is to acquaint you with the situation. The case was assigned to our group. I can’t count on you, but don’t idle either. If you’re not busy today, come to Xingfu District with us in a while. Du Qiang, have someone check the victim’s social network, see if there’s any useful information!"

"Got it, I’ll get on it right away!" Du Qiang agreed readily.

Conversely, Su Qing looked distressed: "Sister Jun, spare me, I’m not good at this; going would only create trouble."

"Just bring your ears, you don’t need to speak. Just watch how we do it!"

"What did you say? Sister Jun, I’m a bit hard of hearing!" Su Qing put his hand by his ear, pretended to be deaf, and shouted loudly.

It’s not that he didn’t want to help, but he didn’t want to go to the crime scene. It wasn’t superstition; it’s just that having never experienced it, he felt some inexplicable resistance.

"What a coincidence, you’re hard of hearing, I hit hard. So tell me, do you resist a beating?" Li Zijun raised her little fist threateningly.

Su Qing: ...

Don’t be deceived by the small fist; it hurts like hell when it hits.

Li Zijun is his natural nemesis, not because of personality, but because this girl is unreasonable; she only believes in fists.

Hearing this, Su Qing promptly sat up straight: "Sister Jun, your magical hands rejuvenated me, my ears are fine!"

Both: ...

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