Chapter 562 The Murderer is Me?_1

Qin Wenjun was obviously stunned into confusion, completely clueless.

But the more Li Qing thought about it, the more he felt something was off.

First of all, Qin Wenjun had no suicidal thoughts whatsoever; her mindset could even be described as very strong.

Under such circumstances, this woman had hung herself from the tree.

And out of nowhere, there was an extra hanging rope.

It was somewhat unbelievable.

"Is that flashlight yours?" Li Qing asked, pursing his lips.

Earlier he had seen a hazy halo of light perfectly illuminating the old Apricot Tree, courtesy of that flashlight.

It lay on the ground, the light shining directly on the old Apricot Tree.

Qin Wenjun nodded, "This, indeed, I brought down with me."

"It's downright bizarre. You weren't looking to die, yet you ended up hanging from a tree fit as a fiddle." Li Qing couldn't make head nor tail of it.

He got up and walked over to the old Apricot Tree, slapping its weathered trunk twice, "Your doing?"