Criminal investigation crime night stealth

Back in the dissecting room, Lu Yao didn't care about his unrecovered body. After drinking some brown sugar water, he devoted himself to his work.

The fatal wound of the deceased was still the wound on the head, which came from the iron nails on the deceased's body, and Lu Yao's conclusion was still the same as before.

Either it is a feudal superstition, and the purpose of this is to make the dead unable to sue God or Hades no matter whether they go to heaven or hell.

There was just one thing she couldn't figure out.

In such a short period of time, killing two people in a row, it is entirely possible to use the same method to throw the body and carry out his feudal superstition.

But this is not the case. Moreover, the methods he used twice, one is the traditional oriental rural feudal superstition, and the other is the cross seal method in Western culture.

Putting away the scalpel, Lu Yao no longer struggled with this problem.

These are things that need to be considered later, and now, she still has more important things to do.

She turned around and took out the things in the evidence bag from the box. It was the thing she had brought from the scene of the crime and the thing she had torn off.

He put the thing under the light and examined it carefully. Under the pale skin was scarlet blood, and on the blood-colored pipes, there were crystal clear white substances sticking to it.

Lu Yao carefully removed the thing with tweezers.

If you look carefully, you can find that this white thing is very similar to the jelly-like semen extracted from Zhen Xiaoli's mouth.

When playing the scene, Lu Yao had already discovered this problem. Without conclusive evidence, she would not talk nonsense. She wanted to take this thing back to the dissection room for further planning.

At the same time, a complete story slowly emerged in her mind.

A young man who went astray, provoked by a beast with ulterior motives, stretched out the devil's hand to the little girl who was alone at home.

If Zhen Xiaoli matched the DNA in her mouth, then her idea would be half confirmed.

But who is this person?
Lu Yao stared at the semen in the test tube, her mind was full of this question, she was lost in thought, Shen Zhinan stood quietly behind her, she didn't notice either.

"It seems that I found a lot of useful clues." Shen Zhinan said suddenly.

Lu Yao looked back at him, but was not surprised, "I was wondering if this person might be one of the murderers in Zhen Xiaoli's case."

Shen Zhinan looked at the things in the test tube thoughtfully, and did not deny, "Everything is possible, and making bold guesses is also an indispensable part of the process of solving a case."

Is this just speculation?

of course not.

Lu Yao has always believed in her sixth sense, so far, her sixth sense has not made any mistakes.

It is well-founded to put forward this idea now. Now, if he has a machine at hand, he can get the answer in a few hours.

Unfortunately, these are all later.

"According to my judgment, the murderer of these two times is the same person."

Lu Yao put his hand on the corpse's hand joints, and suddenly pressed hard, the corpse's stiff hand instantly opened, revealing the blood-stained iron nail.

"And, the deceased knew the murderer."

Shen Zhinan frowned slightly, "You mean, he didn't resist when he died?"

Lu Yao immediately shook his head, "How could there be no response? When a person is on the verge of death, he must struggle desperately. The reason why I say this is because..."

She stopped suddenly, opened the other crooked hand in the same way, and drew a circle on the palm of the corpse with her fingers. A mocking smile appeared on her cold face, "Judging from the crooked condition of the palm, he It’s not that you don’t resist, it’s that you can’t resist.”

Hearing this, Shen Zhinan seemed to realize something, he took a step forward, casually picked up the magnifying glass that Lu Yao put aside, and carefully observed the other end of the iron nail.

This is?

Wall dust?

He suddenly realized that the iron nail pierced his palm, and it would be difficult to see what was stained on the other end of the iron nail unless some special measures were taken.

After taking a closer look, I could clearly see the white substance on the tip of the iron nail.

"From this point of view, the murderer first strangled him, thinking he was dead, and then nailed him to the wall. During the nailing process, the severe pain caused the deceased to wake up. Hit the head of the dead until the dead dies."

Lu Yao nodded, the two had exactly the same imagination, so there was no need for her to say anything more.

However, now Lu Yao only wants to know one question, whether this young man participated in the killing of Zhen Xiaoli.

If so, then things get interesting.

The Zhen family firmly believed that it was the Zeng family who did it. The new and old hatred between the two families added to the old hatred, and a big battle was inevitable. If the inspection results came out, it would prove that Zhen Xiaoli's death was related to Zhen You.

At that time, what choice should they make?
Just as Lu Yao was thinking, there was the sound of crutches touching the ground outside, and an old man staggered towards the dissection room, accompanied by an older middle-aged man.

Lu Yao and Shen Zhinan looked at each other, and walked out in a tacit understanding.

Just as he walked out, he heard the old man's mournful voice, "My dear grandson!"

After all, he kept lifting and lowering his crutches, two tear stains hung on his old face, his back was hunched, and he walked tremblingly towards Lu Yao.

Lu Yao passed by him without paying attention, with a trace of scrutiny in his calm eyes.

Is this old man pretending to be weak?

She has seen many elderly people when they lost their relatives. Although he looks very pitiful, there is no such desperate and suffocating emotion in her eyes.

And on the wrinkled face, a few tear stains can be vaguely seen.

This raises a question.

Before that, no one had informed him that the person who died was his grandson, but just asked him to come over to see if he recognized him?

Well, it is not ruled out that someone told him on the road, but did her tears fall too early?

So much so that there was a faint, white tear stain on his face.

He must know something.

Thinking of this possibility, Lu Yao couldn't help but look back at Shen Zhinan, Shen Zhinan didn't notice Lu Yao's eyes, and touched his chin thoughtfully, his eyes fixed on the old man, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Lu Yao didn't comment on this, she already knew about it.

Shen Zhinan was no fool, before the case was solved, anyone in this town could be the murderer, including their gang.

Anyone has reason to doubt anyone, but they need to produce evidence.

Lu Yao didn't stop thinking until the director called for people to identify the corpse. She stopped suddenly, stretched out her hand and pulled the clothes of the person beside her, "You are a man, let me ask you a question."

Shen Zhinan raised his eyebrows, "You're welcome, just ask."

Lu Yao pondered for a while, then suddenly said solemnly: "Do you think. If you are seventy or eighty, will you still have sexual impulses?"

"Cough cough!" Shen Zhinan choked a mouthful of saliva into his trachea, blushed and coughed for a long time.

Not only did Lu Yao speak shockingly, he even turned around and stared at a certain part of him, and said thoughtfully, "If your partner died for decades, what method would you use to solve it?"

Shen Zhinan felt uncomfortable being watched, in Lu Yao's eyes, he was like a stripped egg, displayed in front of her at a glance.

Turning sideways unnaturally, avoiding Lu Yao's gaze, Shen Zhinan coughed again, "Speak, talk, don't cast your eyes randomly."

"Your crotch is nothing to look at, and you don't need to hide it." Lu Yao shrugged indifferently, "It seems that we can go to Zhen You's house tomorrow."

What Lu Yao said later, Shen Zhinan didn't listen to a single word, he really tried, what is petrochemical.