Seeing Zuo Zhong lying on the bed, the agents present looked at each other, wondering what the deputy director was going to do. If there were any clues about the case on the bed, wouldn't it be ruined?

However, thinking of the cases that the deputy director had cracked before, everyone chose to remain silent, and the scene became silent, with only the sound of forensics officers taking photos and footsteps walking back and forth.

A few minutes later.

Zuo opened his eyes suddenly and opened his hands. His face was distorted and he made a desperate struggle. His left hand grabbed the quilt and tore it hard, and his right hand naturally waved over the bedside table beside the bed.

His feet kept kicking on the sheets, and the creaking sound of the mahogany wooden bed echoed in the room. After a few dozen seconds, everything calmed down, and Zuo Zhong sat up.

The eyes of Gu Qi and others who were watching lit up. The deputy director was recreating the scene. No wonder it was so chaotic. No wonder the glass fell to the ground. It turned out that Lu Yong'an struggled before his death.

"Do you see the problem?"

Zuo Zhong tugged on his collar, turned to look at his men and asked, with a smile on his face. He was glad that he and others arrived in time. It would be troublesome if the scene was cleared by others.

"It can be seen that Dean Lu must have been in great pain when he died. He did not pass away peacefully in his sleep. However, his concubine did not mention this matter when she was questioned by the Jinling Police Department."

As the representative, Gu Qi first expressed his opinion, and then asked Ling Sanping, who came in without saying a word: "Doctor Ling, a person dies from a heart attack. This reaction is not normal."

Ling Sanping shook his head helplessly: "It's impossible to say, anything could happen. Lu Yong'an is tall and has a very healthy brain and body, and his vitality is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

So it’s not surprising that he woke up from his sleep and made these actions before his death. As I said, I definitely can’t make an accurate judgment just by looking at the physical examination report. To determine the cause of death, the body must be dissected.”

Everyone took a breath after hearing this. This is a big shot in the government, not a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered. He can do whatever he wants. If this doesn't happen, the entire Secret Service will be in trouble.

The atmosphere became so awkward, Wu Chunyang quickly changed the topic upon seeing this: "This means that just because Lu Yong'an struggled, it doesn't mean that his concubine has a problem, that's what Dr. Ling meant.

Then we have to figure out three things. The first is whether the other party left a last word, the second is if he left a last word, what is the content, and the third is whether the content of the last word has anything to do with his death."

After Wu Chunyang explained the context of the case, it became clear. The key to finding out the truth of the case lies in the concubine, and more importantly, why the concubine concealed the incident from the police.

Was it because she had something to do with Lu Yong'an's death, or was the last words itself rather sensitive? Of course, it could also be that she was simply afraid. It was very normal for a woman who never left the house to do so.

"Yes, what Chunyang said makes sense."

Zuo Zhong nodded in agreement upon hearing this, but he had just watched half of the scene, and there were still many witnesses who had not asked, such as Lu Yong'an's first wife, who could not leave here for the time being.

He led people out of the death scene and asked Gu Qi to talk about the people who were in the room that day, especially the people who entered the room later. The clues provided by the bystanders were equally valuable.

Gu Qi took over a document from his subordinates and introduced that the main wife of Lu Yong'an was named Ding Jing'an. She and the deceased were childhood sweethearts. Their family was a local wealthy family and they had a relatively harmonious relationship with the concubine.

This may be because there is a six-year age difference between the eldest son born to Lu Yong'an and Mrs. Ding and the second son born to Lu Yong'an and his concubine, so there is no possibility of competing for the family property.

But after the second son was born, the concubine gave birth to three more children in succession, and there was a fifth child in her belly. If Mrs. Ding was authoritarian and jealous, it would be impossible for the concubine to be so favored in the Lu family.

This is simply unimaginable in later generations. If a man has a little wife and is not beaten to death by his wife, he will be very lucky. How can the two of them live in the same room? Zuo Chongcong sincerely despises this feudal remnant.

Ha, tui~~

Currently, Mrs. Ding is resting in bed on the third floor. Her husband, who she has lived with for many years, suddenly dies. This is a huge blow to a traditional woman, and her spirit is on the verge of collapse.

As for the Lu family servants and bodyguards, they are all staying in their rooms now, preparing to be questioned by the Secret Service. It is time for most of them to consider changing their jobs.

After hearing this, Zuo Zhong quickly walked up to the third floor, and under the guidance of the little agent, he knocked on the concierge door of Mrs. Ding's bedroom. After a long time, there was a haggard voice asking to come in, and he opened the door and walked in.

Mrs. Ding was a standard woman from a large family in the old society. Even when she was exhausted, she still insisted on getting out of bed to talk. Zuo Zhong asked her if there was anything unusual before and after Lu Yong'an's death.

This was just business as usual, but unexpectedly there was an unexpected gain. Mrs. Ding said that the deceased was discharged from the hospital yesterday morning, and actually went out once before going to the Central Hotel in the evening.

On that day, the newly-appointed Chairman of Zhejiang Province hosted a banquet for Lu Yong'an. During the banquet, his former subordinates frequently made toasts. Thinking of his position as vice-president, Lu Yong'an inevitably felt depressed, and he accepted the toasts from all comers.

After returning home, he felt unbearable abdominal pain and couldn't speak after umming twice. The family doctor gave him a few pills. Unexpectedly, his health improved. In the evening, he went to see Chen Xun'en as scheduled.

Zuo Zhong was a little angry when he heard this. The people at the Jinling Police Department were really useless. They didn't even ask about two such important things. He asked how he became the director of the department. He was really a mess.

It is unlikely that the new Zhejiang Provincial Chairman will have any problems. The people attending the banquet are officials at all levels in Zhejiang Province. Even if there is a problem, it will be easy to investigate. The local officials will not dare to offend the Secret Service.

But if the family doctor had put poison in the medicine and caused a death, with the police's casual investigation attitude, the person would have disappeared long ago, perhaps already beyond the border of the Republic of China.

Holding back his anger, he recorded Lu Yong'an's daily routine, eating habits, recent contacts and other details in detail. When investigating the cause of death, he could review these aspects.

Finally, Zuo Zhongwenyan comforted the other party and turned out the door. Just as he was about to go upstairs to ask the servants and bodyguards, someone ran up from downstairs and reported a shocking news.

"Report, the deceased's concubine jumped off the building."

"What."

Zuo Zhong was shocked. The first witness to Lu Yong'an's death was dead. This could easily be linked to murder and silence. What happened to Song Minghao and Shen Dongxin? Even such a trivial matter could not be handled well.

Once the outside world learns about this matter, the bald head will inevitably be discussed, and Dai Chunfeng and he are not exempt from the blame. It seems that it was too smooth in the past, and many people forgot the special nature of this job.

Time is the lifeblood of intelligence operations. Sometimes a second's delay means failure. The Secret Service is a military agency and practices strict military law. There is no way he will kill Ma Su in tears today.

Zuo Zhong's face was ashen and he asked Gu Qi and Wu Jingzhong to take good care of Mrs. Ding so that nothing more happened to her. He took Wu Chunyang, Gui Youguang and Ling Sanping to the Central Hospital as quickly as possible.

In the gloomy morgue.

A female corpse was lying quietly on the cart, covered with a piece of white cloth. At this moment, a corner of the white cloth was lifted, and a ferocious and twisted face was exposed to the air, which made people shudder.

Zuo Zhong stood with his hands on his hips and looked at his subordinates with gritted teeth. He somewhat understood Xu Enzeng's mood. Such an important witness turned into a corpse. This was a serious dereliction of duty.

Facing the angry deputy director, Song Minghao and Shen Dongxin, deputy chiefs of the Intelligence Section, lowered their heads honestly and recounted their experiences after leaving Lu Yong'an's home.

As soon as they arrived at the Central Hospital, they saw a woman falling from the roof and falling to the concrete floor in the courtyard. Red blood flew far away, and she was about to lose her life.

Due to the emergency situation, the agents quickly carried her into the building. The doctor immediately gave her artificial respiration and injected her with first aid. However, due to the serious injuries, she died of exhaustion a few minutes later.

At the same time, a maid rushed to the operating room and shouted, "Why did you go there just after the master died?" Song Minghao noticed something was wrong and quickly asked, confirming that the deceased who jumped from the building was Lu Yong'an's concubine.

According to the maid, since her master died, the concubine has been immersed in grief and cried her heart out. Before the accident, she asked the maid to go downstairs to buy some fruit and said she wanted to rest alone for a while.

Unexpectedly, before the maid left the room, the other party opened the window and jumped out while no one was around. There was no hesitation in the process. It can be seen that the desire to die was extremely determined, and it seemed that he was committing suicide.

After Song Minghao reported the situation, he was very happy that the bachelor had taken all the responsibility for the matter. He knew that the deputy director hated people who shirk responsibility. If he wanted to win leniency, he had to have a correct attitude.

Shen Dongxin was not willing to admit his mistakes after others. Public service is public service and private service is private. He should not let his own mistakes be made difficult. Otherwise, everyone will care about human relations and relationships, and the secret service will soon become the secret service headquarters.

"Are you a storyteller? How come there are so many sacrifices for love?"

After learning the details, Zuo Zhong said coldly that he did not rush to deal with the two of them, but asked where the family doctor who accompanied the concubine to the hospital was and why he did not cooperate with the investigation at the morgue.

Song Minghao replied in a low voice that he was chatting with an acquaintance at the Central Hospital when the accident occurred. After the accident, he was protected or supervised by the agents and was now on his way to a safe house in the city.

Knowing that the other witness was safe and sound, Zuo Zhong's expression softened slightly. They were all confidants of his men. As long as they didn't arrive before the concubine jumped off the building, there would be room for tact in the matter.

"Tell me about my concubine."

He covered the white cloth back on the body. Death is the most important thing, and the investigation cannot ignore human ethics. The longer you work in this dark industry, the more you must keep a trace of human bottom line in your heart.

Song Minghao breathed a sigh of relief and said that Lu Yong'an's concubine's surname was Sha, and she was from Hunan Province like Lu Yong'an. People who knew her said that she was a virtuous and sincere person, and a good woman.

What makes people feel regretful is that this good woman who was only 26 years old was three months pregnant. This was a standard death of one person and two people, and the newspapers in Jinling reported it again.
Chapter completed!