"Didn't she have a reason to hang herself?"
When Chen Xiao's words echoed, everyone in the conference room looked at him in shock.
Chen Xiao didn't care.
"Put the photos up."
Chen Xiao felt Xie Wensheng was quite right.
Right now, we absolutely cannot investigate the case from twelve years ago along with this one.
If we do, then our thinking might become like his father Xie Yan's, always trapped in the vortex of "reasonable suicide" without escape.
But Chen Xiao had a different idea than Xie Wensheng.
No matter whether Lian Yuhong died because of the "Yang Lake Phantom," suicide, or some other type of homicide.
Right now, that's all he knows.
What Yang Lake Phantom?
He doesn't know, pretended not to have heard of it.
Nor will he bother with the "Yang Lake Phantom" case from twelve years ago.
Qin Fei took the cue and pasted shots.
Chen Xiao stood up to inspect those photos.
The photos showed the scene in Lian Yuhong's bedroom.
