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When I and Yang Fan visited Lo Xinyu again, the man, who gave me a somewhat arrogant impression, was busy handling a pile of documents.
"Well," he looked up at us and said, "have you figured out how Xinlan Company stole the documents?"
"He Shuang is dead," I stated bluntly.
Lo Xinyu paused for a second, then leaned back in his chair, staring directly at us. "Is that so?"
"As far as we know, she was your girlfriend," Yang Fan said as he settled onto the sofa in the corner.
"Yes," Lo Xinyu replied calmly.
"Your girlfriend is dead, and you don't feel the slightest bit sad?" I raised my voice. If I had only disliked this man before, I now found myself somewhat loathing him.
"I was actually just trying to use her to steal Xin Lan's bidding proposal. Of course," Lo Xinyu said, "I failed."
"I want to ask you, do you know He Shuang's ex-boyfriend?" Yang Fan inquired.
"I have no need to know him," Lo Xinyu replied indifferently. "All I wanted was Xin Lan's bidding proposal, yet they got ahead of me. If I hadn't been the last one to leave that night, I would have thought they used the same method as I did."
"Can you be sure that it was Xin Lan who stole your proposal?" Yang Fan continued to question.
Lo Xinyu smiled and said, "That proposal is nothing but scrap paper to any force other than Xin Lan."
The conversation with Lo Xinyu ended on a sour note. As one of Lo Xinyu's secretaries delivered a document, Yang Fan and I stood up to take our leave.
Stepping into the elevator, I pressed the button for the ground floor and turned to Yang Fan, asking, "Could it be that all of this is just a one-man show by Lo Xinyu?"
"That's certainly a possibility," Yang Fan replied, "but he lacks a motive."
"Maybe He Shuang is pregnant with Lo Xinyu's child and is forcing him to marry her?" I speculated.
Yang Fan gave me a look that suggested I had lost the argument. "You've been watching too many melodramas about wealthy families, haven't you?"
"And besides," Yang Fan leaned against the side of the elevator, "the Lo family is known for their caution. If he really wanted to kill He Shuang, he wouldn't have asked me to investigate the case at this time. Generally speaking, those with the surname Lo are quite cold-blooded; it's more likely they'd dispose of the woman rather than leave any loose ends."
"Of course," Yang Fan smiled, "except for that guy, Lo Yuanxing."
Afterward, I said goodbye to Yang Fan and took Xiao Shi, who had been following the case with me, home. When I arrived in Xi Cheng, Chen Yin's team had just returned from gathering evidence at the victim's residence. However, Yang Fan was nowhere to be seen.
As soon as Chen Yin entered the office, he hurried to his desk and sat down, hugging his knees as if trying to squeeze himself into the warmth of the heater. I handed him a hot water bottle that I had prepared earlier and asked, "Did you find anything?"
Chen Yin took the hot water bottle and stuffed it into his police coat, pointing at Xiao He without uttering a word.
Xiao He was pulling out a set of evidence bags, among which were several knives that particularly caught my attention.
"What are these?" I asked, pointing at the three knives that clearly belonged to a set.
"A kitchen knife set," Xiao He said, "and it's imported. One of them was used by Li Jiaqi to kill."
At that moment, Doctor Zhao walked in with the autopsy report and said, "It's all done."
"Is the cut consistent?" Sister Yin asked, peeking out from behind the desk. This was the most crucial piece of evidence in the case, as it could determine whether Li Jiaqi was indeed the one who killed He Shuang.
"The cut is a perfect match. The blood samples have been sent for DNA comparison, but we'll have to wait two days for the results. However, I don't think it's necessary," Doctor Zhao replied. "It's undoubtedly Li Jiaqi who killed He Shuang."
The office of the criminal investigation team fell into silence. Everyone had hoped to avoid this issue, but it had now returned to their work: how Li Jiaqi had killed He Shuang.
I heard Xiao He mutter a curse under his breath.
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