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Chapter 535 Funeral
When Yang Luohua disappeared, the bodyguard had already reported the news to Bo Jinhan. After all, Bo Jinhan had ordered the bodyguard to keep an eye on him and Zhou Guohui.
But the strange thing is that on the day of Yang Luohua's accident, Bo Jinhan's bodyguards were lured away, leaving them unaware of what happened next.
The fact that the bodyguards were lured away meant that they had noticed early on that someone was secretly watching them. However, they remained silent and pretended as if nothing had happened. Their scheming was indeed deep and their disguise was impeccable.
Now that the news of Yang Luohua's death has come, Bo Jinhan and Xia Lin both agreed that the incident was related to Zhou Guohui.
"The surveillance from the police showed that Yang Luohua drove away at four o'clock and went to the suburbs, and Zhou Guohui lived in the suburbs. This is such a coincidence." Xia Lin did not believe in such a coincidence.
"It is said that Yang Luohua resigned from Zhou Guohui before and wanted to go back to his hometown." Bo Jinhan said softly.
Xia Lin said coldly, "Isn't that more clear? Yang Luohua has done so many things for him, and now he wants to leave and go back to the countryside. Zhou Guohui will definitely not trust him, so he will be dealt with in advance to prevent him from revealing more secrets. "
Bo Jinhan's cell phone rang suddenly. He answered the call and replied after a moment: "I understand."
After hanging up the phone, he said to Xia Lin: "The latest news is that the police suspect that Yang Luohua committed suicide due to depression, but before the autopsy report comes out, nothing can be concluded prematurely."
After a pause, he added: "But I think even if the autopsy report comes out, the police's conclusion is that he committed suicide due to depression."
"You mean, the police were also bribed by them?" Charlene asked blankly.
Bo Jinhan shook his head and said softly: "I mean, since they can fake the illusion that Yang Luohua committed suicide due to depression, they will definitely not leave any traces on his body." So even if an autopsy is performed, Nothing comes out.
Xia Lin doesn¡¯t believe that Yang Luohua suffers from depression. He and Zhou Guohui worked together in collusion and showed no mercy when they killed her mother. How could such a person suffer from depression?
Xia Lin was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Is there any news about Xia Hongyun?"
Bo Jinhan shook his head, "Not yet, but we have sent people to look for it, and there will probably be news soon."
"I think Yang Luohua's wife may know something. We can go talk to her wife." Xia Lin felt that since the two were husband and wife, they should have no secrets from each other.
"Looking at Yang Luohua's wife who is still alive and well, you know that she probably doesn't know anything. If she knew, those people would definitely not let her go." Bo Jinhan analyzed.
Xia Lin felt that what Bo Jinhan said made sense and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Sure enough, Yang Luohua¡¯s autopsy report was released later. There were no abnormalities, no wounds on his body, and no symptoms of poisoning. It was normal.
Based on the comments made by Yang Luohua¡¯s colleagues and Zhou Guohui about him some time ago, as well as the antidepressant drugs found in their homes, the police finally determined that Yang Luohua committed suicide due to depression.
Yang Luohua¡¯s wife couldn¡¯t accept this fact. She had always known about her husband¡¯s medication, but she thought he was taking sleeping pills because his sleep was not very good during that period.
¡°And she once asked Yang Luohua, and Yang Luohua also said that he took sleeping pills, so she never doubted it.
It¡¯s unbelievable that those drugs turned out not to be sleeping pills, but antidepressants.
No matter how much she refuses to accept it, Yang Luohua is already dead. My wife blames herself very much, feeling that she didn¡¯t notice Yang Luohua¡¯s mental condition.
Zhou Guohui said to her hypocritically: "All the staff of our hospital are shocked and saddened by what happened to Vice President Yang. This is a little kindness from our hospital. Please accept it."
Yang Luohua¡¯s wife raised her head and was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhou Guohui holding a bank card in his hand.
Zhou Guohui said sadly: "Vice President Yang has worked in the hospital for many years and has made a lot of contributions to the hospital. There are 500,000 in it. Although it is not much, it is our little thought. I hope you will not dislike it."
She burst into tears instantly.
Yang Luohua¡¯s funeral was finally scheduled for a week later.
On the day of the funeral, Charlene happened to be passing by nearby, so she couldn't help but park her car on the side of the road, hesitated, and walked in.
When she walked in, she was already?There was no one there. Most of the guests had already arrived in the morning and left soon after paying their condolences.
Xia Lin saw that the yard was decorated in white, and the ground was covered with a layer of dead leaves, which looked a little sad.
Walking into the mourning hall, there is a strong smell of candle incense and the faint fragrance of flower baskets. The black and white photos of Yang Luohua are placed on a table, which makes people feel inexplicably scary.
Yang Luohua¡¯s wife¡¯s eyes were swollen from crying, her eight-year-old son¡¯s eyes were also red, and her family was cleaning up the mourning hall.
When she saw Charlene, she was stunned for a moment, walked over and asked hesitantly: "Miss, who are you?"
"Hello, Mrs. Yang, I heard that Dr. Yang is holding a funeral today, so I came here to have a look. My mother was once a patient of Dr. Yang." Charlene said politely.
Mrs. Yang thought her mother had been cured by Yang Luohua, and was grateful to Yang Luohua. She heard that he had passed away, so she came over to see him and said in a hoarse voice: "Miss, thank you, you are considerate."
"Can I talk to you?" Charlene said instead.
Mrs. Yang shook her head and said, "Sorry, I have a lot of things to do today, I'm afraid I don't have time."
"It doesn't matter. This is my business card. When you are free, give me a call." She handed over her business card and said with a smile: "I mean no harm. You don't need to be nervous. If anything happens to you, You can also call me and tell me."
"Thank you." Mrs. Yang took the business card and nodded.
Charlene left without staying long.
After returning to the company, Jiu Xia suddenly called.
"I have something to discuss with you," she said.
Xia Lin said quietly: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it."
Jiu Xia said: "Let me be your assistant."
Hearing this request, Charlene couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, "You can't support yourself now because you don't have living expenses, so do you want to work as my assistant to earn some living expenses?"
"It can be understood that way, but the most important thing is that I want to be with you. Isn't that good? If I become your assistant, I will have to follow you all day long, so you can also take this opportunity to look at me. No need to It¡¯s so troublesome to have bodyguards watching me all the time.¡±
Xia Lin felt that what she said made sense, "Okay." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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