Of course, based on these points alone, Su Qiao could not conclude anything, but she was basically certain that the suicide of Sun Zhihao's wife Ding Peixin was unusual.
This was consistent with her previous intuition.
Logically speaking, his wife had been missing for three days, and someone saw her standing on a rock by the sea and then disappeared, leaving a scarf and wallet at the scene.
According to a normal person's thinking, it must be almost certain that his wife is dead at this time, but the body has not been recovered yet.
But this man is still insisting that his wife is not dead and asking them to find her. Apart from being anxious, there is no sign of sadness in his eyes.
The most important thing is, given his family's conditions, shouldn't he rent more boats and people to fish out corpses in the sea at this time?
But he did nothing. He just waited for the police to search and salvage him. Others didn't even go to the beach to guard him.
From this point of view, at least it can be seen that he does not love his wife very much as he said.
The impression this man gave Su Qiao was that he was very irritable, venting his uneasiness with anger, and his expression was somewhat contradictory, as if he wanted to find his wife but didn't want to.
Su Qiao glanced at Xiao Li.
Xiao Li understood and stood up to say goodbye, "Mr. Sun, we also know that you are anxious and sad that something like this happened, but we also want to find your wife as soon as possible, so we came to bother you again."
"Don't worry, we will do our best to find him. Let's take our leave today."
Sun Zhihao also realized that he had overreacted just now, and his expression reluctantly calmed down, but his expression was still not good. "I hope so, otherwise, I will really doubt your ability to do things."
Su Qiao is noncommittal.
Because she knew she couldn't ask anything from this man, she didn't plan to ask any more questions.
However, today was not completely fruitless.
At least, I got Ding Peixin's hair and discovered that there seemed to be some problems between the couple. It was not at all what Sun Zhihao said. He loved his wife very much.
After walking out of Sun Zhihao's small villa, Su Qiao and Xiao Li went to another villa about two hundred meters away.
But before they got there, they met Yu Qiang on the way, chatting with an aunt carrying a basket in the green belt of the roadside.
"Who is this...?" Xiao Li remembered that the last time he went to that house to ask the owner, he didn't see such a person.
There are only four or five villas around here, and there is only one close to Sun Zhihao's house.
Yu Qiang quickly explained with a smile, "This is Auntie Li. She works as a nanny at that house over there. I want to know something about the situation with her."
Xiao Li understood.
It turned out to be the nanny. She probably went out the last time they went there.
"Did you find anything special?"
Yu Qiang shook his head.
"Auntie Li said that Sun Zhihao and his wife usually have a very good relationship and never quarrel. Ding Peixin is a person who understands life very well. He usually likes to dance at home, plant flowers, and make clothes."
"Dancing?" A trace of thought flashed in Su Qiao's eyes.
"Auntie Li, when was the last time you saw her dancing? What music was playing?"
Auntie Li is a little afraid of the girl in front of him.
This girl is good-looking, and she dresses like a star, but her eyes are a bit scary, as if she can see through people.
She quietly moved back and said, "Just last week, I can't remember the specific day."