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He Ping was half lying on the sofa and opened the notebook on the coffee table. Chrysanthemums were blooming on the table. There is also a document bag on the coffee table. The content inside involves a bloodless murder case. There is a note that says "I killed me". There is no signature, date or signature. After identification, it is found that the handwriting on the note is the work of the deceased. So it seems undisputed that the deceased committed suicide, right? As the night progressed, the cool air gradually became stronger. He Ping took out the note from the document bag and still couldn't see any flaws. She picked up the mouse, clicked on the desktop, and opened a video file. The time on the screen and what He Ping had were an unintentional coincidence - at midnight, there was a through-the-air rain. Rain is everywhere, and a ray of cold light cuts through a narrow and curved alley like a knife. The cement floor is in disrepair, and the potholes are filled with rainwater. The light kisses this dark night like a cold snake.
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