Bo Silin's gaze followed Lin Yan's movements throughout the day and finally fixed on a piece of certain information.
At 9:29 p.m. Lin Yan sent out a work email to the investor's company.
This was the last message from Lin Yan's email log.
"The time of his death was nine-thirty in the morning, right?"
Su Feifei took out the information and glanced at it. "Yes."
Bo Silin took out his phone and opened his memo.
[Lin Yan heard the sound of footsteps behind him and immediately turned his head in joy. However, before he could see the face, his neck suddenly tightened! He fell to the ground and stopped breathing. The police went in and out of the hotel he was staying at and judged him to have committed suicide.]
"I see…"
Bo Silin pointed at the location on the memo and tapped it twice lightly...
"At the hotel, the police went in and out of the hotel he was staying in and judged him to have committed suicide…"
