The police naturally also went to Hu Sixiang’s home to find out the purpose of Gong Dalong’s wife and daughter’s previous visit.

When Gong Dalong’s parents heard that Gong Dalong’s daughter had committed suicide, they were so shocked that they couldn’t speak.

Hu Sixiang took a long while to recover before he stammered, “Officer… officers, this child’s death really has nothing to do with us. They came to make trouble that evening, but our family didn’t even open the door. She was smashing the door and yelling outside, but we didn’t even say a word back.”

Hao Jiening looked frightened. She had wanted to go out and tear into that crazy woman at the time, but fortunately, Hu Sixiang and his son had stopped her, otherwise it would have been impossible to explain now.

The police asked, “Why did Zhang Ling come to find you?”

Hu Sixiang’s face was pale, and his chest rose and fell sharply as he spoke, “She just wanted to extort money, insisting that Gong Dalong died because of me, and demanding five million from us, saying that as long as we gave her the money, she wouldn’t sue us. How could I give her the money? Even if I had it, I wouldn’t give it. Gong Dalong’s death has nothing to do with me. So many people on the ship at the time can testify. Besides, your police are still investigating the cause of Gong Dalong’s death, and you haven’t even found out the truth. Why does she keep coming to my house to make trouble?”

Hao Jiening was also indignant when she thought of this, “She’s just desperate and trying to extort money by any means possible. I even want to sue Gong Dalong for rape!”

The police investigated and confirmed that the couple hadn’t opened the door or retorted, and with the testimony of the neighbors next door, Hu Sixiang and his wife were not taken away.

After the police left, Hu Sixiang broke out in a cold sweat and slowly collapsed to the ground. He had always felt that Gong Dalong’s matter was a ticking time bomb above his head, and coupled with the fact that his daughter had committed suicide today due to the cyberbullying caused by Gong Dalong’s death, what would he do if the police determined that Gong Dalong’s death was related to him?

Ever since he came ashore, he hadn’t been able to sleep or eat well. He looked even thinner than he had been on the ship. His eyes were dull and lifeless, and he had become nervous, afraid that the police would come and take him away one day.

At this time, after many days of hard work, the police finally found suspicious points on Gong Dalong’s body.

Gong Dalong’s body wasn’t taken away in time when the ship caught fire. When the hull of the Seashell was burned, the body was damaged to a certain extent, which also made the subsequent identification work more difficult.

But fortunately, the wind direction and tide at the time helped. After the fire on the ship was extinguished by the rescue ships, Gong Dalong’s body was still rescued, and most of it was still intact.

When the body was sent to the forensic doctor, the forensic doctor suspected the cause of Gong Dalong’s death from excessive blood loss, and finally concluded that it was heart failure caused by tetanus.

The forensic doctor had sufficient evidence. Gong Dalong’s expression was twisted when he was found, with one side of his face showing a bitter smile. The muscles in his arms and calves were stiff in many places, and his back was arched. This type of muscle spasm that forms the body shape is caused by tetanus bacteria growing in the human body and releasing toxins.

Through observation, it was found that the main area of infection was the wound on Gong Dalong’s thigh, where Hu Sixiang had stabbed him.

And in the already yellowed bandage and the festering and foul-smelling wound, many iron filings and marine organisms were found. These iron filings are a typical environment for the growth of tetanus bacteria. Based on Gong Dalong’s medical history and the growth of marine parasites in Gong Dalong’s wound, the forensic doctor initially determined that Gong Dalong may have died of heart failure within four days before the body was sent in.

The forensic doctor’s judgment made the police very confused, because according to all the surviving passengers on the ship, Gong Dalong was stabbed in the leg by Hu Sixiang, and finally died of excessive blood loss because he had hemophilia.

This statement was obviously completely inconsistent with the forensic doctor’s judgment.

However, the police also noticed one point: the survivors on the ship said that Gong Dalong died of blood loss, but this news came from Sun Jiaojiao alone, and they did not witness Gong Dalong’s death with their own eyes.

And throughout the entire process after the accident, only Sun Jiaojiao and Gong Dalong were locked in the room, and no one else had the opportunity to contact them.

This made the police suspect that Sun Jiaojiao was hiding something about Gong Dalong.

At this time, in the hospital room, Sun Jiaojiao’s body had recovered a lot after this period of recuperation, but after all, she had just lost her child and suffered mental stimulation, so the doctor still recommended that she be observed for a period of time before being discharged from the hospital.

Sun Jiaojiao sat on the hospital bed every day. After her husband came here and learned about Sun Jiaojiao’s miscarriage, he never came to see her again, let alone bring her food or take care of her.

There was only a small paper cup on the table beside her bed, which the nurse had poured water for her in the morning. Apart from that, she had nothing else. Sun Jiaojiao was so thin that her eyes were sunken, and she looked extremely haggard. She either didn’t say a word all day, or she touched her stomach and talked to herself.

When Zhang Lin and his assistant Xia Xia came in, Sun Jiaojiao was still maintaining this posture.

“Sun Jiaojiao.”

Sun Jiaojiao looked towards the door and found that it was the two police officers who had questioned her before.

The female police officer was carrying an insulated lunch box, which contained some white porridge and a few dumplings. Zhang Lin heard that Sun Jiaojiao had a miscarriage and that her husband had never come to take care of her. He also knew that Sun Jiaojiao would no longer be able to have children after this miscarriage. So he asked the female police officer to prepare some food.

Sun Jiaojiao ignored them. The female police officer opened the lunch box and handed it to Sun Jiaojiao, “Eat, it’s freshly cooked.”

Sun Jiaojiao stared straight at the dumplings. The aroma of the beef dumplings made her involuntarily reach out her hands and put the dumplings directly into her mouth.

Sun Jiaojiao was really hungry. That damn man was unwilling to spend a penny more on her. Apart from medical expenses, he didn’t give her money for food. These days, she had basically survived on the food and steamed buns that the doctor or nurse occasionally bought for her.

She stretched out her trembling hand, clamped the dumplings that were still a little hot, and stuffed them whole into her mouth. The female police officer wanted to hand her a tissue, but was stopped by Zhang Lin with a look.

Sun Jiaojiao, whose mouth was full, suddenly had tears in her eyes.

Once, Gong Dalong had also brought her dumplings like this, also with beef filling.

Zhang Lin looked at her, “What’s wrong?”

Sun Jiaojiao couldn’t stop the tears from falling into the lunch box, “Thank you.”

“Eat, we’ll talk about what happened on the ship after you’re done.” Zhang Lin leaned against the wall, quietly watching Sun Jiaojiao’s pale face.

Sun Jiaojiao knew why these people came, and she didn’t panic. She lowered her head and continued to eat, after all, she needed to be full to have the strength to tell lies.

After she finished eating, she saw that the male police officer had an extra photo in his hand. In the photo, a thin little girl was lying on the bed, her hand hanging down. There was a large pool of scarlet blood beside the bed, and the wound on her wrist was shocking.

Sun Jiaojiao frowned, “Who is this?”

“Gong Dalong’s daughter, who was tormented by illness since she was a child. Because of Gong Dalong’s death, she was cyberbullied and committed suicide yesterday.”

Sun Jiaojiao’s body trembled. The last drop of blood seemed to be drained from her already pale face. Her stomach cramped, she bent over, and all the things she had just eaten were vomited out.