"Team Leader Li explained several key points of the case to the criminal investigation team. They will definitely check the mall surveillance and search for the holographic projection equipment as soon as possible." After saying that, Yu Miaomiao parked the car, turned off the engine and said, "This is Hongbo Garden."
Han Yun looked out the window. The community was a bit run-down. The iron gate to the community had been damaged, so people could come and go as they pleased. The two of them walked in, and no security guard stopped them. They went straight to Hongbo Garden, Building 7, Unit 2, 301. Yu Miaomiao tried knocking on the door, but when no one opened it, she called the unlocking number. The unlocking person came over, opened the door, and the two walked in.
The room was very clean, the overall color scheme was gray, and the curtains were white, giving it a desolate feel. Above the sofa, there was a huge personal photo of Ruan Yu, who looked relatively young, probably in her twenties, or taken when she had just graduated.
There was a mobile phone on the coffee table. Han Yun walked over, picked up the phone and opened it. He needed a password or fingerprint to enter. He put the phone into the evidence bag, handed it to Yu Miaomiao and said, "Let the technical department see if they can decipher the password later."
"It's too troublesome to decipher. Let's go directly to the Forensic Department and try Ruan Yu's fingerprints one by one." Yu Miaomiao said as he took the phone.
Han Yun sat on the sofa and looked through the drawers under the coffee table. There were all kinds of medicines inside, including medicines for treating allergies, ointments for wiping, and various cold medicines, fever-reducing medicines, cough medicines, etc. It seemed that Ruan Yu was usually uncomfortable due to AIDS, but she relied on these medicines to relieve the pain and endure. The forensic doctor once said that this disease may have an asymptomatic period of more than ten years, which means that Ruan Yu was infected when he was in his twenties. Thinking of this, Han Yun looked up at the huge photo on the sofa thoughtfully and sighed softly.
Yu Miaomiao found a small pile of flyers under the TV cabinet. All of them were about Haoye KTV. "I remember the high-end KTV I went to last time when I went to see Zheng Zicai. Was it Haoye?"
Han Yun stood up and walked over, took a flyer and looked at it, frowned slightly and said, "Yes, it's Haoye. The consumption level there is not low... It should not be something that Ruan Yu can afford."
" Even if they can afford it, they wouldn't leave so many flyers." Yu Miaomiao roughly counted them: "There are almost a hundred of them."
"Could it be that Ruan Yu works at Hao Yee?" Han Yun saw the KTV reservation phone number on the flyer, so he said to Miaomiao, "Call and ask."
Yu Miaomiao took out her cell phone and called the number on the flyer. While she was on the phone, Han Yun came to the bedroom, which was fairly tidy. There was a shoulder bag next to the bed, not a brand name one. He walked over and unzipped it. Inside the bag was a small mirror, lipstick, a few bottles of lotion, body lotion, and a bunch of keys.
Han Yun took the key and tried it in front of the door. It was not the key here. So he went back to the bedroom and put the key in his bag. There was some change in the bag, not much, mostly one dollar. After putting down the bag, Han Yun opened the closet. Most of the clothes in the closet were very plain, but there were also a few relatively fashionable ones.
Ruan Yu always chose pure black or pure white pajamas, including bed sheets and quilt covers. When Han Yun was checking the bedroom, Yu Miaomiao hung up the phone and walked in, saying, "Ruan Yu works at Haoye as a liquor salesman and has been doing this for five or six years. It's hard to get the details over the phone, so it looks like we have to go over there."
Han Yun walked out of the bedroom and entered another bedroom . He was lying on his side. There was only a mattress on the bed, but no bedding. There were only some out-of-season clothes piled up in the closet. However, there was a computer desk with a notebook on it. Han Yun walked over, turned it on, and entered the desktop directly without a password. He sat on the chair and started fiddling with the mouse. He found QQ on the desktop and clicked on it. He didn't need to re-enter the password and could click in directly. After entering, the notification sound began to sound continuously. Many people sent messages, most of which were greetings such as "Hello, beautiful lady", "Where are you from, beautiful lady", and "I saw your diary and felt that you are very lonely. Can we get to know each other?"
There were about a dozen new messages like this. Han Yun looked through the recent chat records in her QQ messages. Most of them were people who took the initiative to add her and talk to her, but she never responded. At most, some of them just replied indifferently, "Hello too." That was it. Her QQ name was "Yuzi, who longs for love." Han Yun clicked into the space and looked at the logs. There were indeed some original logs in there, but they were all written five or six years ago, and the contents of the diaries were very sad.
The last update in the post was half a year ago, which read, "The high fever won't go away, and my whole body hurts, but I've gotten used to this feeling." Below it was a cute picture of someone crying out of grievance, and there were several comments below, all asking what was wrong and asking people to go to the hospital immediately.
After closing QQ, Han Yun found "This Computer" and clicked on it. He looked through the disks one by one and finally found a folder named "Those Men" in disk E. When he clicked on it, he saw photos all over it, all of which were photos of men. There were about fifty of them, with different backgrounds. They were probably taken in the hotel.
Could it be that Ruan Yu was really taking revenge on society as Yu Miaomiao said? Clicking on the pictures one by one, the age range of the men was quite large, some looked to be around 20 years old, and some looked to be in their 50s.
Han Yun counted and found that there were about 30 photos of men. Ruan Yu did not label the names of these men, and he was not sure whether these men were all people with whom Ruan Yu had had sex. He took pictures of these photos one by one with his mobile phone, saved them, closed the folder, and continued to look through them. At this time, Yu Miaomiao came over, put a bottle of pesticide in front of him and said, "Maybe Ruan Yu is ready to commit suicide."
He picked up the pesticide. There was an instruction manual on it. In addition, there was a handwritten message: "Drink you, and everything will be over, right?" Ruan Yu's handwriting was quite beautiful. Han Yun unscrewed the bottle cap and smelled it. There was indeed a pungent smell of pesticide: "Where did you find this?"
"There is a small bookshelf on the balcony. There is a wooden box on the bookshelf. The bottle of pesticide is placed in the wooden box." Yu Miaomiao explained, "There are several books on the small bookshelf. They are all supernatural books that tell about life after death. One of the more famous ones is Yu Hua's "The Seventh Day", which tells about an ordinary person's experience seven days after his death."