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Chapter 900 No.30 Seven Missions: The Little Taoist Priest of the Noble School (Thirty)
Feng Buyu proposed to check He Qiu's room again, but Lu Peng didn't refuse, but He Qiu didn't have a separate bedroom, and she lived with Lu Peng all the time, so there was no valuable evidence in the room.

Since no evidence was found, Feng Buyu didn't stay any longer, and she left Lu's house regardless of Lu Peng's repeated pleadings. It was still raining heavily. Looking at the dense rain curtain, Feng Buyu held up an oil-paper umbrella, ready to see Look at He Qiu's body.

She wanted to know exactly how He Qiu died.

What was the cause of her death.

He Qiu's body was parked in the morgue of the only Cross Hospital in the town. The morgue was on the first floor, and you had to go down the stairs because there was no elevator.

As more and more things come into contact with in this world, more and more unfamiliar words pop up in Feng Buyu's mind, which makes Feng Buyu sure that he is not Chen Xixi.

Maybe not even from this world.

But it doesn't matter, she believes that if it continues like this, one day she will remember who she is, and one day she will know the truth.

"I want to see He Qiu's body."

The person guarding the morgue was a young man. As soon as he saw the detective badge on Feng Buyu's chest, he immediately got up and walked inside with Feng Buyu.

The morgue was gloomy, and there were dim lights in a long corridor. The little brother walked into one of the rooms in the corridor with Feng Silence, and He Qiu's body stopped inside.

Feng Buyu lifted the white cloth covering He Qiu's body, while looking at it, he asked his little brother, "Do you know how He Qiu died?"

"I don't know. There are no obvious injuries on her body, and her internal organs are not damaged."

Feng Buyu frowned: "In this case, why did the police say that He Qiu died of homicide?"

"I don't know about that." The little brother shook his head: "The police always have their reasons for their judgments."

Feng Buyu took a deep breath: "Can you give me a copy of He Qiu's cause of death certificate?"

"Okay, okay."

The little brother left the morgue with Feng Silence and came to the first floor, and asked the doctor for an autopsy report. The autopsy report stated that He Qiu's cause of death was unknown, and it also accurately indicated that He Qiu's body had no external injuries, internal organs, etc. Information, Feng Buyu took the autopsy report and went directly to the police station, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.

"You say that my grandfather killed He Qiu, but He Qiu's body has no obvious external injuries. You say that my grandfather murdered and seized money, but what about the murder weapon? You arrested the deceased without even knowing the cause of death. This is a bit inappropriate. All right."

The police sat in a row and played with their mobile phones: "This is something you detectives need to worry about, and it has nothing to do with us."

"But you are too hasty."

Hearing this, a policeman raised his head and looked at Feng Buyu in dissatisfaction: "First, your grandpa's photo appeared in the victim's mobile phone, and secondly, the victim's money is with your grandpa. These two things are enough to show that Your grandfather's death has something to do with this matter, doesn't it?"

"But do you have any evidence? What if He Qiu died of a sudden illness?"

The policeman disagreed: "He Qiu has always been in good health, how could he die of a sudden illness?"

Feng Buyu became a little anxious and slapped the table: "But there are no wounds on her body, so she couldn't have been killed! There must be wounds on her body if she was killed. Without wounds, why do you think she was killed? ?”

Hearing this, the policemen looked at each other, and another policeman said after a while: "Miss Chen, I know you are eager to save grandpa, but if you have not produced conclusive evidence to prove that your grandpa has nothing to do with this matter, then your grandpa will have nothing to do with it." cannot be released."

"you!"

Feng Buyu has nothing to do with them, no wonder the presence of detectives in this town is so popular, isn't it all because of the presence of these policemen?They arrested people without distinguishing between right and wrong, black and white, and even turned a blind eye to the evidence that the deceased didn't have such a big wound. They insisted on her presenting conclusive evidence?

What is hard evidence?
Who is the murderer?
But what if there is no murderer in this case?

What if He Qiu was not killed by someone, but died of a sudden illness?

Judging from this autopsy report, this is very likely, okay?
Feng Buyu was so angry that his head was dizzy: "Aren't you wronging people? This is an obvious thing..."

"This is a rule, please don't make things difficult for us, Ms. Chen."

Before Feng Buyu could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the police. In an instant, a sense of powerlessness exploded from her heart, and immediately spread to her whole body. Feng Buyu took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and suppressed the anger in her heart .

After a while, she gave the policemen a cold look, and immediately walked out of the police station without saying a word, and walked into the rain, forgetting to hold the umbrella at the door.

Let the raindrops fall on your head and body.

She was really, really disappointed in this place.

There were basically no pedestrians on the street, and Lincizibi's shops were open and cold, and there seemed to be only the sound of rain in the sky, everything was so silent.

In her world, it seemed that she was the only one left.

Looking at the passing carriage, Feng Buyu slightly pursed her lips, and she frowned slightly, not knowing where to go for a while.

Just as Feng Buyu was walking aimlessly on the street like a wandering soul, a male voice suddenly sounded behind her, and at the same time, an umbrella was propped up over her head, blocking out all the wind and rain.

"Are you OK?"

The voice was clear and cold, with a touch of gentleness. Feng Buyu turned her head and saw a man wearing a white shirt standing behind her under the gray sky. He had white skin, picturesque eyebrows, a tall figure, and a The rock is as independent as a solitary pine, and its temperament is as bright as the bright moon in one's arms.

He stood there, like a ray of light breaking through the darkness, illuminating the silent world.

Everything behind him became an illusory bubble, only he was real.

A trace of surprise flashed across Feng Buyu's eyes, but he didn't react for a while.

Seeing this, the man smiled gently and asked again: "Are you okay? I've been following you for three streets, and you didn't hold an umbrella. Sometimes you almost bumped into people passing by. I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I kept following you. .”

Only then did Feng Buyu come back to her senses, feeling the man's clear breath, she took two steps back uncomfortably: "It's fine, thank you."

"You're welcome." The man smiled at her, and immediately handed her the umbrella: "Take it, girls, don't get wet in too much rain, it's not good for your health."

"No, I'm getting wet anyway..."

Feng Buyu subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the man directly put the umbrella handle into her hand, then turned and left.

Although he is gentle, but with an undeniable dominance, Feng Buyu's heart warms up, watching his back go away, after a while, he pursed his lips slightly.

There are still good people in this world.

In fact, she doesn't need to be so pessimistic.

Thinking of this, Feng Buyu perked up again.

Just look for evidence. Isn’t this just the first day?She has a whole month.

No, more than one month. After the detective applied to defend the criminal, the detective had a total of three months to investigate the case.

Three months is enough.

(End of this chapter)