I am the strongest sheriff on the surface

Xiao Cheng straightened up slightly, picked up a photo and showed it in front of Wu Bo's eyes: "Did you see the pools of mud in different shades in the photo?"

Wu Bo didn't speak, just looked at the photo carefully, as if trying to find some problem in it, until Xiao Cheng asked for the second time, she came back to her senses and nodded.

"The reason why there are two colors of soil is because they have been exposed to the air for different times. The lighter soil was dug out earlier and dried more severely, while the darker soil was separated by a period of time. It was dug out after a while."

Xiao Cheng put down the photo, and said in a cold voice: "That is to say, the hole where the murderer buried Yin Guo's body was dug up again later!"

Wu Bo still pursed his lips tightly and did not say a word, but stared at the photo in Xiao Cheng's hand with red eyes.

"And this one is a close-up of Yin Guo's fingernails!"

Xiao Cheng picked up the second photo: "Look carefully, the nails are covered with black soil, and basically the nails of each finger are damaged to varying degrees, and even one nail has come off."

Then put this photo next to the first photo: "I have to say, your husband has a strong desire to survive. He didn't die for various reasons when he was buried for the first time. He was buried alive! When he After waking up, I struggled to save myself, and the broken nails were the damage caused by digging hard."

"Ugh..."

Wu Bo covered her mouth abruptly, tears gushed out in an instant, and a choked sob came out from between her fingers, piercing everyone's hearts.

Chen Shi and Fei Fei on the side also showed a look of intolerance.

Fei's big butt touched Chen Shi, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Captain Chen, this Yin Guo is miserable enough, but his wife's reaction seems to be the first time she has seen the scene."

Chen Shi shifted his position indistinctly, and pondered: "Sometimes it happens like this, depending on the state of mind, the reaction will be different, just like a person will behave differently every time he recalls a sad scene, this is normal !"

Fei Fei nodded thoughtfully, and leaned over with a learned expression: "I really have your Chen team, and following you is to gain knowledge!".

Chen Shi glanced at him, then leaned slightly to the side.

Xiao Cheng didn't hear the conversation between the two, but when he saw Wu Bo's reaction, he showed a strong puzzled expression on his face, hesitated for a while, and picked up the third photo: "This is Yin Guo's neck. Close-up, the marks on it are his fatal wounds, he was strangled to death."

Then he put this photo on the desktop: "However, in the middle of this two-finger-wide strangle mark, there is a thin trace, which is a little lighter than the surrounding black and purple color. This trace , is the second injury caused on the first strangle mark, the reason why the color is lighter is because the congestion that has formed in the subcutaneous tissue is squeezed away under the action of strong external force."

Speaking of this, Xiao Cheng stopped talking, arranged neatly like three photos on the desktop, and looked at Wu Bo with a complicated expression.

"That is to say, your husband, Yin Guo, was strangled by someone and entered a temporary state of suspended animation. The murderer, because of his nervousness after committing the crime and his lack of medical knowledge, mistakenly believed that Yin Guo was really dead, and hurriedly killed him. It was buried hastily, and then fled, but unexpectedly, Yin Guo came back to life, and he just relied on his hands to dig himself out of the earth and rocks!"

Xiao Cheng paused, showing a regretful expression, and continued: "However, Yin Guo didn't expect that he just escaped from death, and what he was waiting for was not a new life, but another abyss of death. There was another person, He strangled his neck again with a thin rope, but this time, Yin Guo was not so lucky!"

At this time, Wu Bo, who was sitting across from her, bowed her waist, tightly covered her mouth with both hands, and breathed rapidly as if she couldn't breathe. Tears flowed down like waterfalls, and already wet the ground in front of her.

"Think about how desperate your husband was at that time!"

Xiao Cheng took out a group photo of Yin Guo and Yang Chunhua from his pocket, and placed it next to the three photos of the scene.

"He was betrayed by his lover just now, and he survived by luck. He thought that if he survived the catastrophe, he would have a blessing in the future, but before he could take a breath of fresh air, he was strangled by the throat again!"

Xiao Cheng stood up and looked directly into Wu Bo's teary eyes: "Put yourself in the shoes of your husband, what kind of mood would your husband be in at that time!?"

Hearing these words, Wu Bo, who was sitting there covering his face and weeping, trembled all over his body, and kept exerting force with his hands covering his mouth and nose, as if he was suppressing something to prevent it from gushing out, and finally...

"what……"

A heart-piercing howl burst out of her throat, and the woman slowly slid to the ground, weeping hysterically, her voice was sharp and hoarse, as if she was venting the grievances that had been pent up in her heart for many years.

Xiao Cheng glanced at the closed bedroom door, thought for a while and continued: "Because it has just snowed and the ground at the crime scene is muddy, I believe that if someone has been there, it will be difficult not to leave traces, unless the person is Professional criminals who know how to cover their tracks."

Looking at the shoe rack at the door, there are several pairs of leather shoes, a pair of black basketball shoes, and a pair of white women's sneakers. Although the pair of women's sneakers have been cleaned, they still have a light earth color.

"Also, after Yin Guo died, his mistress Yang Chunhua swallowed part of the cash he left behind, but just this morning, the money disappeared!"

Xiao Cheng sat back on the sofa, leaned on the back of the chair and raised his legs.

"Qian won't run away on his own. The door lock of Yang Chunhua's house has not been damaged, and there is no trace of special rummaging at the scene. This is not a sign of burglary. It looks like it was done by an acquaintance, and this person has the key. ! And Zhao Ming, who most likely had the room key and the motive to take the cash, died before the cash was lost!"

"Yang Chunhua has the key, but he doesn't need to yell, "Stop the thief." Yin Guo has the key, but he is also dead."

Xiao Cheng sat up straight and leaned forward to stare at Wu Bo: "Then please tell me now, who can get the key and take the cash?"

"call……"

Wu Bo took a deep breath, and slowly raised his lowered head, his red eyes didn't blink, his lips slightly opened and closed, his gaze seemed to look into the distance through Xiao Cheng.

After half an hour...

"Yes, I did everything!"

After saying these words, Wu Bo slowly spit out the air he had just inhaled, took a sip from someone's water glass, and moistened his dry lips a little.

She put down the water glass and said softly: "That day, that is, four days ago, my husband left home..."