Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 174: Get Up Early Tomorrow Morning

Hu Ziyang might be a bit timid, with a crew cut, wearing a checkered shirt, probably responsible for data.

"I, I came over to use the restroom, and saw it." His voice trembled.

Tang Si: "You saw it after using the restroom?"

Hu Ziyang nodded: "Mm."

"Number one or number two?"

Hu Ziyang swallowed: "This..."

"Answer." Tang Si spoke coldly again, his voice and demeanor completely devoid of emotion.

Hu Ziyang was startled, and quietly said: "Number one."

Even though they were over thirty years old, in the face of Tang Si’s intimidating presence, they had no choice but to cower.

"Where did you go?" Tang Si asked again.

Hu Ziyang pointed to a certain place.

Tang Si nodded and turned to Zhou Liang: "Take the test strips from the car and check that spot for urine components." 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"If there’s none..." Tang Si’s eyes deepened, his gaze sharp, with a faint smile tugging at his lips: "Then you’re lying to the police..."

He stared at Hu Ziyang, without continuing, but the profound implication was terrifying.

A psychological game being played.

Apparently, Hu Ziyang’s psychological endurance wasn’t great: "I, I remembered wrong! I didn’t use the restroom then, I was scared and ran out."

"Heh." Tang Si chuckled: "The way you say that is as ridiculous as claiming you don’t recognize your own mother."

His voice was calm: "Zhou Liang, contact the local police station for assistance, and have them interrogated."

Hu Ziyang and Hu Jun were frightened, quickly insisting they had done nothing.

Tang Si seemed not to hear them, as Zhou Liang took the two away.

...

The little boy was carried up.

Wang Jinliang and Lu Yu were soaked through.

Lu Yu reported: "He died from excessive blood loss due to wrist slashing."

Wang Jinliang added: "Judging by the direction of the cuts on the wrist, he slashed his wrists himself, it’s a suicide."

"Time of death is between 2 to 3 a.m. today."

So the question arises, why suicide? And why here?

Tang Si frowned: "Was it done with a dagger?"

"A sharp knife."

He immediately looked over to Ningxia Chuan: "Were any wrist-slashing tools found?"

Ningxia Chuan was part of the field team, responsible for on-site investigation.

"No."

"Perhaps it wasn’t a suicide." Tang Si: "It’s homicide, otherwise it would be impossible not to find the tool, but if it’s homicide, why would the person fake a suicide without leaving behind the wrist-slashing tool?"

Some things don’t stand up to scrutiny.

Tang Si stared at the boy: "Was the mouth also checked?"

He turned his eyes to Wang Jinliang: "A tiny blade, did he swallow it himself?"

"Yes, he swallowed it." Wang Jinliang said: "Confirming if the swallowed blade caused the cuts will need to be tested back at the lab, you should also check the site further for traces."

The area isn’t large.

Tang Si looked around, observing for a long time.

After about two to three hours, they finally descended the mountain.

...

Song Yi arrived at the foot of the southern mountain by 8 p.m.

She was wearing a black casual outfit, the black making her look even smaller, with a large hat, her hair down, the hat nearly covering her entire face.

The rain was still falling; she walked with her head down under an umbrella, making it impossible for others to see her face.

Li Wen handed a room card to Song Yi, and instructed: "Get up early in the morning tomorrow, and head up the mountain."

Song Yi: "Mm."

Meanwhile.

Tang Si and Zhou Liang, soaked, also entered this hotel.