Fang Hao thought as he strode into the room where the transcript was recorded.

I saw a middle-aged man with a tired face, sitting on a chair, and I could see that this man was very well maintained, and his skin and temperament were not bad.

"You guys help me find her, I want to ask her personally, I'm so good to her, why did I run away with my money?"

Seeing Fang Hao and them coming in, the man stood up with a little excitement and asked in a hoarse voice.

The policeman who helped He Yuannian record the record glanced at the man very sympathetically and saw Fang Hao coming in.

Immediately stood up and said, "Fang team." ”

Fang Hao motioned to them, and the two policemen who had originally made a note for He Yuannian walked out together.

Fang Hao and his subordinate sat down again and glanced at He Yuannian who was slightly at a loss on his face.

Picking up the transcript made by the police just now, Fang Hao glanced at it, and then said, "Please take a seat, Mr. He." ”

He Yuannian sat down a little uneasily, and then said, "Officer, please help me solve the case as soon as possible."

I'm afraid that after a long time, I won't be able to find anyone! ”

Fang Hao put down the record in his hand and threw it to his subordinates.

Then he clasped his hands and rested on the table, looking at He Yuannian.

After looking at it for about a minute, he spoke: "Mr. He, I'm afraid Miss Qiao Jiayu won't be able to answer your question in person!" ”

When He Yuannian heard this, his face was stunned, and then he asked, "Why?" ”

Fang Hao looked at his face and replied, "Because we received a report, Miss Qiao Jiayu is dead!" ”

When He Yuannian heard this, he was first incredulous, then stood up abruptly and shouted, "Impossible, how could she die?"

Who killed her? ”

Hearing this, Fang Hao raised half of his eyebrows, and then couldn't help but raise his hand and touch that eyebrow and said, "The specific situation, we are still investigating."

Oh, by the way, Mr. He, how do you know that Qiao Jiayu was killed?

And not suicide? ”

He Yuannian, who was originally full of grief expression, twitched involuntarily.

Then a sad look appeared on his face.

"A person who would have swept up so much money from me and ran away, how could she commit suicide?

There must be someone who sees her so much money, so he wants to make money and kill him. ”

Speaking of this, He Yuannian covered his face and cried with a whimper.

Seeing He Yuannian crying so sadly, Fang Hao slowly put down the hand that touched his eyebrows.

Then he nodded and said, "What Mr. He said seems to be very reasonable!"

The scene is indeed as Mr. He said, it is indeed like someone who was burgled and robbed, and then killed.

Strangely, though, the killer was caught red-handed.

Mr. Kehe just came to report the money that was swept away by Qiao Jiayu, but he did not find it at the scene. ”

When He Yuannian heard this, he immediately raised his head in shock.

Then he said angrily: "I didn't lie, Qiao Jiayu did roll up my money and ran away!"

If you don't believe me, you can ask the waiter at the hotel. ”

Fang Hao nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. He, we will go to the appropriate and verify this matter as soon as possible."

Thank you for your help, and of course, if necessary, we will also notify Mr. He to come over and assist in the investigation.

Mr. He, you shouldn't object, right? ”

Hearing Fang Hao's words, He Yuannian's face showed a trace of embarrassment.

Then he said: "Because the money was swept away by her, I may need to go back and reorganize the funds."

After all, previously negotiated contracts and businesses require capital investment to get started.

So, I can stay in City B for a week at most. ”