Dressed as a mystery novel victim

DNA comparison results show that the genetic samples extracted from the blood of the bronze statue support the biological father-son relationship with Zeng Yueer.

The case was formally included in the criminal investigation, a search warrant was issued, and a team drove to the old studio of Wilderness Entertainment to collect evidence.

"Evidently one car is enough for four people, but you insist on driving two for reimbursement of gas expenses?" Jiang Xinxin sat in the back seat, alone, and couldn't help feeling strange.

Lin Zhilu didn't speak while driving.Miao Yi sat in the co-pilot and felt it was his responsibility to teach the newcomers, "It's the old rule that people in the group can't ride in the same car, for fear of accidents, they'll all die. There isn't even a single coffin-flagging brother."

Jiang Xinxin was terrified, "Bah, bah, it's too bad."

"Yes." Miao Yi hooked his fingers and asked him to come over.

Jiang Xinxin did as he did, and received a violent shudder on the head.

"Touch the wood, there are no taboos." Miao Yi said with a smile, "Namo Amitabha."

"..."

Lin Zhilu smiled, and then asked, "Do you think there is a god in this world?"

Miao Yi was stunned for a moment, "Why do you suddenly ask such a metaphysical question, brother Lu, have you seen through the world of mortals?"

"No." Jiang Xinxin rubbed his chin and speculated, "Brother Lu must have hit a ghost."

The car stopped in front of the traffic light, "Almost." Lin Zhilu thought about the night before, "I encountered some things that cannot be explained by common sense."

Jiang Chuangxin: "Hurry up and do a ritual! Otherwise, the ghost will follow you and never leave. There is a very powerful spirit witch in my house. May I ask?"

Miao Yi stopped: "Don't mess around. When the police hire someone to drive out ghosts, it's embarrassing to speak out."

"I've been too tired from work lately, you must have read it wrong." Miao Yi took out the soup pot from his backpack and put it at Lin Zhilu's feet, "My mother cooked wolfberry leaf water for you, which is said to clear the liver." Lin Zhilu the night before yesterday The story of Lu's beating spread all over the police station. As a subordinate, he has no position to speak out. He can only hope that the boss will stop the accident.

"Thank you, Auntie, for me." The car turned and turned into a small road.

The studio was donated by Yuan Ye to make it a school for the deaf, and the warehouse where the bronze statues were placed was turned into an indoor playground. When they arrived, the forensic department had already collected evidence there.

Jiang Zaimeng, the leader of the forensic team, passed by, and Lin Zhilu stepped forward to hand over the work: "How is it?"

Jiang Zaiyue shook his head, "With time and renovation, the chances of you finding useful evidence are very slim. In the afternoon, I will arrange for a fluorescent test. If the area of ​​blood stain reaction is large enough, it will further increase the possibility of murder. But if you check case, it may not be of much help.”

Indeed, the body could not be found, the fatal wound and the murder weapon could not be confirmed, and the mystery was still lingering around the corner.

If that "sixth sense of God" is there...

Lin Zhilu suddenly remembered something, and called Jiang Zaiyue: "Do you know Ling Yu?"

Jiang Zaiyue paused, "Why do you ask that?"

"He has something to do with the case."

"I entered the industry at about the same time as him. We are considered brothers and sisters, and we don't know each other very well."

For some reason, Lin Zhilu felt that there was some vigilance between her brows, "Oh, he has been missing for more than a month, do you know that?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zaiyue had doubts on Qingli's face, and then he opened his mouth strangely, hesitant to speak, "I don't know." He turned and left.

Lin Zhilu stood on the spot, staring at the leaving figure, his eyes were slightly suspicious.

Head Office.

"You think you're a gangster, and you slap the person who is invited to investigate when you're unhappy? Yuan Ye filed a complaint through a lawyer, and he can lose your job at any time. Is this slap worth it?" Liu Zhuo, the leader of the investigation team, blew his beard angrily. Staring, he hated the apprentice he brought out with his own hands. "Tell me, what do you have to explain?"

Lin Zhilu stood at attention with his hands behind his back, and responded silently.How to explain?Maybe he was really sick. Every time he came back to his senses, his fist had already been swung, and he couldn't control himself.

Saying it, everyone will think it is an excuse.

He stopped talking again, the corners of his mouth were tightly clenched and his jaw was tense, obviously he moved his hand, scolding him as if he had been wronged.Liu Zhuo sighed, "I'd rather you slap me, the matter can be resolved."

Lin Zhilu knew that Liu Zhuo cared about him like a nephew, and the most difficult thing to face every time something happened was his disappointed gaze.

"While Yuan Ye is still in the police station, let him withdraw the complaint, no matter how humble he is or get beaten, otherwise you will just wait for the dismissal letter."

I will find a way, that's what he wanted to say to Liu Zhuo.

However, he couldn't say it no matter what, Lin Zhilu unconsciously took out his police ID and slapped it on the table.

"Hey, what's your attitude?!"

The door opened, Zhuo's exasperated voice spread throughout the investigation team's office, and all kinds of eyes were cast on him from all directions.

Seeing what he did again, Lin Zhilu gritted his teeth.

The phone rang at his desk.

After receiving it, a stretched voice came from the phone, "Oh, it feels so good to be free again."

Lin Zhilu hung up the phone.

Ring again, don't answer.Yang Qingshui called persistently, so he simply hung up the phone.

"Hey, wait a minute." Miao Yi turned his head, "Brother Lu, I'm looking for you."

"..."

Reluctantly answered the transfer phone, "When did you go out?"

"I was released on bail by a rich woman." When Cui Shanshan sent someone to pick him up, Yang Qingshui was also a little surprised, but quickly adjusted to accept her kindness. "When I got home, I remembered that I owe you a solemn apology. I couldn't sleep anyway, so I called you."

It's noon now, are you asleep?Just about to ask, I heard Yang Qingshui's magnetic and sincere voice, "I'm sorry, for all the problems, as long as you think it was my fault, I apologize to you and take all the responsibilities."

"..." Lin Zhilu paused, "Have you finished?"

"Only in a face-to-face meeting can we show our sincerity. It would be even better if Officer Lin treats me to a meal."

He suspected that he had heard it wrong, "I invite you?"

Yang Qingshui seemed to smile embarrassedly, but his tone was not ashamed: "I should invite you, but money is tight recently, why don't you pay first and I'll pay you back in installments?"

Whenever he meets this person, Lin Zhilu feels speechless as if he wants to get angry but hits the cotton with his fist. "No, I accept your apology. If nothing else, let's go ahead."

"Hey!" Yang Qingshui stopped him, "I haven't said anything serious yet. I heard that Yuan Ye refused to admit to the murder, and he didn't reveal where the body was?"

"It's a matter for the police."

"That's right, but as a good citizen I want to provide clues, the police won't refuse." Not giving Lin Zhilu a chance to refuse, Yang Qingshui told him how to threaten Yuan Ye to force him to confess.

In the afternoon, Yuan Ye was brought from the detention room to the recording room again.

Before entering the door, Lin Zhilu was stopped, turned around, it was his boss Liu Zhuo.

"Are you sure?" Liu Zhuo stepped forward, his expression darkened.

"Do your best."

Suddenly there was something extra in his hand, Liu Zhuo glared at him and said, "Next time you dare to pat my desk, don't even think about taking it back." It was his police ID.

Lin Zhilu nodded, turned and entered the door.

Seeing him, Yuan Ye had a sullen smile on his uncertain face, "It's you."

"Police officer." He moved his face closer, "Do you want to hit him twice?"

Lin Zhilu put down the notebook and sat down, took a deep breath without showing any trace, he wanted to control his other self not to rush out to make trouble at this time.

"One more day, if there is no progress in the investigation, you will be released on bail." He asked, "Going home?"

Yuan Ye looked at him, "No, a dog bit me, and when I went back, I asked someone to break his leg first. What can a police officer, a lame unemployed policeman, do in the future?"

"I don't know, someone will ask him to be a security guard."

Lin Zhilu took out a clipped newspaper from the record book, "But it's not a good job. The policeman here retired to work as an antique store security guard, and unexpectedly ran into a robber. Not to mention that the antique store was looted, his stomach also After being shot, you will have to live on artificial urine bags for the rest of your life, isn’t it really bad luck?”

Yuan Ye coldly scanned the newspaper, and the enlarged black and white photo only captured two figures wearing black hoods, which were extremely blurry, anyone could be called.

"There is a calligraphy and painting of Zheng Banqiao hanging in your office. I checked it and found it to be a stolen item from that year. Mr. Yuan manages a lot of things every day. It's normal to accidentally identify the source of the collection. I don't think he will display it everywhere knowing that it is a stolen item."

Yuan Ye: "You want to threaten me?"

"Don't worry, I haven't talked about the exciting part yet." Lin Zhilu took out another sketch and put it on the table, "The robbers forgot that although this policeman is poor and old, he used to be a policeman after all. For a moment, he remembered the appearance of that person, and—”

"A five centimeter scar on the right arm."

Yuanye's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried to hide, but it was too late.Lin Zhilu leaned over and grabbed his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and saw the same terrifying long scar as in the confession.