The headquarters building of the Imperial Capital Police Station is located within the second ring road of the east city. The lights in the building seem to be on for years, and this spring break night is no exception.

In the brightly lit fourth-floor corridor, a young man in a hoodie who looked a little angry pushed open the door to the 404 Criminal Investigation No. 9.

"Boss, you got the stuff." He shook the file bag in his hand, and then said "Oh": "Boss, you're resting..."

"Take it." Zong Zhengdong took back his long legs on the table and said in a low voice in front of the desk under the window.

It has a slightly dull voice, a bit smoky, but it is not so pleasant, but it is still very recognizable.

While he was speaking, he took off the towel covering his face, and the bright white light poured from above him, and shadows fell on both sides of his high nose bones, like sculptures. His eyes were slightly longer than ordinary people, and the creases on his double eyelids were extremely light. When his eyes drooped, there was a bit of freehand painting of mountains and rivers, which was unpredictable.

Although his own temperament is exactly the same as that.

"I haven't slept, close my eyes for a while." He put the towel aside, and gently flipped his fingers with distinct joints twice, and the towel was folded into neat squares.

"That's it." said the young man in a hoodie who was obviously a plainclothes detective. He walked over and took out the USB flash drive from the bag, and inserted it into the notch of the notebook and said: "This is the surveillance of the building opposite Chengtian Securities. It happened to be photographed on the 16th floor."

Zong Zhengdong nodded without saying a word.

A small clear picture quickly popped up on the computer screen.

"I asked them to adjust the clarity to the highest level, but the distance is too far, and there are two layers of glass, so..." The young man in the hoodie shrugged and said without further ado.

In fact, the clarity of the surveillance lens is now high enough, and the picture was called blurry a few years ago.

Zong Zhengdong still didn't say anything, his long freehand eyes quietly stopped on the computer screen.

On the screen, a woman appeared in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the 16th floor of Chengtian Securities.

She was wearing a well-tailored suit and dress, her carefully carved curly hair was wavy and looked very fashionable. She stood straight in front of the window without moving. If it weren't for the time above the screen, it would have made people think the picture was stuck.

Two minutes later, she finally moved.

First, he took off the work card from his neck, rolled it up and placed it at his feet, then took off his high heels and coat, and carefully folded the coat neatly and placed it with the work card. From beginning to end, the woman's movements were orderly, calm and orderly.

When there was nothing extra on her body, she stretched her arms, raised them up and then put them down. She jumped lightly under her feet, and did several sets of movements like a jumping exercise. Then she twisted her neck, ankles and wrists from left to right, just like a warm-up before doing exercises.

Then, she crashed into the glass window at a speed of 100 meters.

The impact was very strong. Although the sound was not heard, the explosive and broken tempered glass still made the hoodie young man watching the video wide open his eyes.

The next scene completely freezes his expression at this moment.

Under the violent impact, the woman's body hit the glass window, but her skirt was hooked for some reason, which made her hang her head and feet out of the window.

Usually in this case, people will instinctively be afraid and panic, and their subconscious minds of survival will have the upper hand and will consciously or unconsciously start to struggle.

However, the woman was surprisingly calm.

Although her whole body was shaking by the strong wind from the tall building, and it was still a difficult position to control balance, she did not show any struggle. She also found the position of the zipper of the skirt accurately and pulled it apart with her backhand.

The next second, she fell out of the picture.

Only broken window frames and the suit skirt that was rolling in the wind were left on the screen.

"I'll go, how much I want to die." The young man in the hoodie shook his head and muttered.

Without a great ambition to die, it would be impossible for me to implement the established plan so firmly without a trace of hesitation during the period when suicide was blocked halfway.

Although I have seen suicides with a strong desire to die before, this is the first time a hoodie young man has seen this case in this woman's case.

But this does not change the nature of the case.

This woman committed suicide 100%. The whole process was clear and clear. Even if there were something strange, it did not prove that there were other possibilities in the case.

"Look at this, the new video."

Zong Zhengdong's voice sounded, and what followed the voice was his slender fingers. A U-disk carved with the pattern of lions and tigers and swords was pushed over from the front of his fingertips.

The young man turned his head to look at him, looking a little confused, as if he didn't understand where he got the new surveillance video.

"Look first." Zong Zhengdong raised his chin, his face with an expression that had not changed for thousands of years, that is, there was no expression, and his eyes were half-hung as usual, and he could not see any emotion.

The young man in the hoodie subconsciously responded to "yes" and replaced the original one with this U disk.

Two consecutive videos are played on the computer screen, and the surveillance screen should have been specially processed, with a clearer level than the one from Chengtian Securities.

The young man in a hoodie looked at the computer quietly, and the office seemed silent. Only the occasional east wind blowing outside the window brought the unique dry smell of northern spring.

Five minutes later, the video will be played.

"What are you finding, little one?"

Zong Zhengdong asked and opened the window in front of him.

The night wind "hula" poured into the room, and his voice was as if it had soaked in the night, and it was slightly cool in his ears.

The young man named Xiang took his eyes off the computer screen, and his voice was hesitant: "I think they all committed suicide, but it's..."

He touched his chin covered with green stubble, his brows tightened, and his expression was a little entangled: "But I just think it's strange, these two male dead and the female dead..."

"Sun Yong, Li Jianguo, Huang Manling." Zong Zhengdong interrupted him, leaned his arms half against the window, and looked out the window with his eyes.

The gorgeous urban lights and the cold light of the office were mixed with the sharpness between his eyebrows and eyes, and the expressionless face seemed to be more vivid:

"Sun Yong, male, 41 years old, marketing manager of the Imperial Capital Xinhaowei Food Company, committed suicide by lying on the rails a month ago; Li Jianguo, male, 59 years old, security guard in the Imperial Capital Huasheng Community, committed suicide by jumping off the bridge half a month ago; Huang Manling, female, 35 years old, manager of the second business department of the North County Branch of Chengtian Securities, committed suicide by jumping off a building in Hejian City last week."

The first two suicides he mentioned refer to the two videos in the Yin-Yang Fish U disk.
Chapter completed!