Forensic pursuit

According to Article 191 of the "Criminal Procedure Law", during the trial of a case, if the judge has doubts about the evidence of the case and cannot give a reasonable explanation, the court may be adjourned to investigate the evidence.Pei Rong presented new evidence related to the case, and the presiding judge adjourned the court in time. According to the collegiate agreement, he agreed to collect the evidence for re-appraisal and inspection, or to require supplementary investigation by the procuratorate and postpone the trial.

At 12:10 noon, Pei Rong walked out of the toilet cubicle, and she put on a dark blue suit with a light gray shirt inside, her long coiled hair scattered on her shoulders, she looked mature and intellectual.She faced the washstand to touch up her makeup, and looked towards the door out of the corner of her eye. The person in a black suit had just closed the door.

"Captain Chu, did you gain anything from observing the case?" Pei Rong turned around, looked at Chu Wanning quietly, and raised her eyes to meet her.

Chu Wanning leaned over and reached under the faucet: "Lawyer Pei is eloquent."

Pei Rong didn't speak, and smiled silently in front of the mirror.Hearing the sound of water in her ear gradually subsided, she suddenly raised her head, grabbed the tie that Chu Wanning was wearing aggressively, leaned forward, her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm, and asked word by word: " Captain Chu, can you?"

From the perspective of outsiders, Chu Wanning seems to be puzzled by her unreasonable behavior, her cheeks and nose are slightly flushed: "What... what?"

"Lawyer Pei, I'm waiting for you outside the door." I've heard that Pei Rong can take all men and women, but now seeing is believing, assistant Xiao Liu wittily opened the door and went out.

"What are you thinking about? Borrow a piece of paper." Pei Rong stood up straight and coughed lightly.

After 2 minutes, she left first.Chu Wanning turned out of the court, got into the car, locked the door, closed all the sunshade and privacy curtains, raised her hand and carefully pulled out the note stuffed in the seam of the tie.

Beautiful handwriting: They let me approach you to curry favor with you.

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On the other side, Wu Jie had something to do temporarily, so he pretended to be wandering around the office and campus, but Nie Fanxin and Chen Anyou, who were actually searching for evidence, finally met the teacher who shared Wu Jie's office.

When mentioning Wu Jie, Teacher Shen immediately boasted: "Xiao Wu is one of the top ten counselors in our department. She gets along well with her colleagues and the students also like her very much."

Chen Anyou usually speaks quickly, but today he slowed down for an unprecedented time: "How is her relationship with the teacher, Professor Zuo?"

"The dead old Zuo?"

Nie Fanxin nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

Teacher Shen recalled: "Professor Zuo doesn't have many classes, and he rarely comes to the office on the second floor. The relationship between Xiao Wu and him should be good or bad, after all, there are few interactions." She paused, and then said, "Comrade police, Why do you ask this? Suspect that Xiao Wu is related to Professor Zuo's death? Impossible."

Nie Fanxin explained to her: "We have speculated based on clues, but have not drawn conclusions."

Chen Anyou let out a curse: "There are many wolves in sheep's clothing, Mr. Shen, you are too kind."

Nie Fan glared at him heartily: "Until conclusive evidence comes out, one cannot directly deny a person."

"All right, all right, Xiao Anzi would like to follow Lafayette's teachings." Chen Anyou folded his hands together and muttered in a very low voice.

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After lunch, the two finally saw Wu Jie, and several sophomores hugged her into the office.

"Let's all go to the cafeteria to eat." Wu Jie told them.

"See you this afternoon, Boss." The students slipped out of the office.

"Two police officers, can you move to the reception room? There are a lot of teachers coming and going in the office at noon, and they need to rest for fear of disturbing them."

"Okay." Nie Fanxin glanced at the desk. On the right side of the desk was a framed photo of Wu Jie and her husband, which fully proved the love between the couple.

Wu Jie led the two of them into the reception room on the third floor, and sat at both ends of the small tea table. Chen Anyou started asking non-stop.

"Madam Wu Jie, where were you the night Yang Xin was killed? Who were you with?"

One sentence choked Chen Anyou: "Two colleagues asked me to go to Kahui Hot Spring Hotel for vacation, and I should be soaking in hot springs at that time."

The Kahui Hotel is located in the Eastern District, 49 kilometers away from the crime scene. If what Wu Jie said is true, the suspicion can be ruled out directly.

Nie Fanxin took down the contact information of the two colleagues, went out to make a phone call, and nodded to Chen Anyou when he came back.They did not return from the East District until the next afternoon, and the time of committing the crime did not match.

"It's been a waste of time, why did we forget to ask her on the phone first?" Leaving the complex, Chen Anyou complained.

Nie Fanxin frowned: "I thought I could find some details." However, so far, the clues have been completely cut off. Where should I start to investigate next?Someone who has a grudge against Liu Dai?Criminal tool?If it is really a serial murder, the murderer got away with it the first time, and he must be brought to justice the second time.

Nie Fan clenched his clenched fists tightly, staring forward with both eyes, a little confused, but still hopeful.

Because she firmly believes that no matter how long the night is, the day will always come.

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At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Nie Fanxin knocked on the half-closed door, but no one answered, she gently pushed the door panel and crept in.Under the white desk lamp, Wan Yi was wearing a thin coat, leaning on the desk with her right arm pillowed, breathing long and hard.

Unable to bear to disturb her, Nie Fanxin slightly pursed her lips, her tender eyes fixed on her face.After a long time, I couldn't help stretching out my slender fingers, and stopped on the lips that were always a little lighter than my own red lips, and the fingertips trembled slightly.

She really wanted to touch it, but after a moment of hesitation, she finally withdrew her arm.Doing something while someone is sleeping is immoral and meaningless.Nie Fanxin took a deep breath, looked up casually, and locked on a group photo of three people on the second shelf of the bookcase.

Wan Yi was standing on the far left holding the certificate, and the person in the middle, why did he look familiar?Who is it?Nie Fanxin couldn't think of it for a while, and tried to reach out to get it.She was pulling the slippers under her feet, the surface of the shoes was smooth, she couldn't stand firmly for a while, she leaned forward quickly, her head happened to rest on the back of Wan Yi's neck.

The tip of her nose hit the cervical spine, she hugged him subconsciously and whispered, "It hurts."

"Uh." Wan Yi snorted, without looking up, letting her chest press against her back, her warm breath making her heart itch.

Nie Fanxin called her name: "Wan Xiaoyu."

"Yeah." The tip of the ear turned red a little.

"I woke you up." The invigorating cold fragrance poured into her nose from the nape of her neck. Nie Fanxin lowered her voice, but finally couldn't restrain herself, and rubbed the tip of her nose against her cool skin.

"It's okay." Because he just woke up, his cold voice seemed to be a bit lazy, or a bit hoarse.

"Wan Xiaoyu, you don't usually use perfume, you can still smell this good." Go all out, as long as the other party doesn't avoid it.Nie Fanxin rested his chin on her shoulder, and gradually tightened his arms as if possessed by a demon.

Wan Yi didn't reject it at all, and replied: "We use the same body wash, all the same."

"It's not the same." Several elders in the office inevitably smelled of cigarettes.Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she let go of her arm and pulled down the photo.

"What do you want this for?" Wan Yi's stiff back relaxed slightly.

"Who could it be?" Nie Fanxin asked while flipping through the back of the photo.

Class [-], Grade [-], You Liang.

The author has something to say: the scene of the illustration.