Therefore a mother like that would never willingly harm her child...
"If this is not a suicide, then itâs a homicide? But what is the motive?" the inspector asked.
"According to the information gathered, the victim doesnât have any huge grudges with anybody," the officer who contacted Song Qingchun earlier said.
"If we follow this ladyâs speculation and assume this is a homicide, then those drugs must have been forced into the victimâs system." The officer who had been busy snapping pictures joined in the conversation.
The inspector ordered, "Have the expert come to look at the victimâs car to check whether it has been tempered with or not."
One of the officers answered, "The call has been made. The car will be towed soon for the expert to examine."
The officer who contacted Song Qingchun asked her for a confirmation. "Are you sure the victim will not commit suicide?"
"Iâm sure," Song Qingchun answered without hesitation. She was about to provide more guarantees when something on Tang Nuanâs wrist captured her attention. The first to notice this slack in Song Qingchunâs attention was Su Zhinian.
With a frown, he followed her gaze, but he didnât spot anything out of place, so he asked, "Whatâs wrong?"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Song Qingchun didnât answer but turned around to walk to Tang Nuanâs body again. She squatted down slowly to hold Tang Nuanâs wrist to examine it closer. Tang Nuanâs body still had some warmth, a warmth that would make oneâs heart chill. Song Qingchunâs fingers trembled before her eyes zeroed in on the bangle she was wearing.
Su Zhinian stood where he was for a while before he followed her and squatted down beside her. He stared at the bangle alongside Song Qingchun before asking again, "Whatâs wrong?"
Song Qingchun shook her head, but her eyes never left the bangle. After several seconds, she said, "I too canât tell whatâs wrong, but this bangle stood out for me for some reason like Iâve seen it somewhere before... and quite often too... Definitely not on Tang Nuan, but I canât remember on who..."
Su Zhinian frowned as he moved his gaze to fall on the bangle on Tang Nuanâs wrist again. He stared it for a long time, but other than its impressive clarity, there was nothing worth noting about it.
The inspector saw how Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian were squatting there, whispering among themselves, so he came over to ask, "Did you guys find a clue?"
Su Zhinian shook his head. "No."
He glanced at Song Qingchun, who was still studying the bangle. He thought about it before asking the inspector, "Do you mind if I take a picture?"
The inspector allowed it. "Go ahead."
Su Zhinian pulled out a phone from Song Qingchunâs purse and took several pictures of Tang Nuanâs bangle.
...
Earlier that afternoon when Song Qingchun left TW Station...
The moment the elevator closed, Tang Nuanâs tears started to fall like the pearls of a broken necklace.
The smile that she gave Song Qingchun disappeared instantly as she collapsed to the floor as if all her energy had left her. She held her face in her hands as she started to cry.
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