Black-bellied Movie Emperor's Clever Wife

Chapter 119

The wall is high. It's a big road outside. Even if you can turn it in, no one can see it.

How did the killer and the dead get in?

Forensic medicine is followed by forensic medicine. LV Xinqing of the forensic medicine department has been in this business for more than ten years. He and Zhang Youcheng are good brothers. He tried his best to find the traces left by the murderer, but found nothing. There was no footprints on the exploded eggs, only indentation. It was preliminarily determined that the murderer might have put shoe covers on his shoes.

It can be seen that the murderer is a very careful man.

Then there was a second case.

To be exact, the case happened at the same time as the first one. Because the villa area was too large, they just didn't find it. About 20 minutes' walk away from the scene of the first crime, there was also a villa and a dead body on the second floor.

The villa was hidden in a palm tree, and they would not have found it if they hadn't brought police dogs in the second survey.

The villa has been basically completed. There are doors and windows. The bathtub is decorated in the bathroom on the second floor. The second dead person died on the bathtub.

There was water mixed with hydrochloric acid in the bathtub. A wooden board was covered on the top of the bathtub, covering half of the bathtub. The dead man's hands were cut back, lying on the wooden board, and the body and the wooden board were bound together. Because the cover was only half, it only supported the legs and abdomen, and there was no support above the abdomen. When it was found, the dead man's head had been plunged into the water.

At the time of Fang Qiao's examination, the face of the deceased had been corroded by hydrochloric acid, and his facial features completely disappeared, just like a faceless man.

He initially judged that when the deceased was bound like this, at first he would rely on the muscle strength of his abdomen to keep his body parallel and not let his head plunge into the water. But when he was exhausted and his abdominal strength could not support him, he would plunge into the water mixed with hydrochloric acid and would not die immediately. The sharp pain of salt and acid corrosion would make him struggle, and then he would repeatedly support him Dive into the water until you can't get up again.

After listening, Jing SA imagines a little, and his body immediately numbs.

After head plunges into, mix hydrochloric acid water, flow into nasal cavity, gush into ear, the word that struggles to shout still wants to drink, what taste is?

It's a double torture of physiology and psychology. This kind of death is too cruel.

After that, the identity of the deceased was confirmed. Because there was no clue at the scene of the crime, the police could easily start with the interpersonal relationship of the deceased, but after two days, there was no suspect, and the case became a headless case.

They have to seek outside help, and Hu is obviously the most suitable person.

Jing SA sighed, dialed the cold meat kebab, said helplessly: "I just hope Deng Bureau won't explode blood vessels."

"It's not enough to explode blood vessels. It's certain to scold you."

"I keep my promise, too!" It's very kind of you to help her once.

Cao Zhen way: "you this wench, always like to be sentimental."

Jing SA doesn't retort. Sometimes she is emotional, but it's also her advantage. The police will be numb after a long time. It's not a bad thing to have a little childlike heart.

On the way back to the Public Security Bureau, Jing SA couldn't help but say, "elder martial brother, I know what you think, but I really don't want you to force me."

"Don't you want her to get up again?"

The biggest fear of psychological trauma is negativity. Like poison, it will only get worse.

"Yes, but I don't want her to be stimulated any more."

Cao Zhen looked up at the night sky. The moonlight was hazy, like a layer of haze. The slightly pale moonlight made him feel cool. His thoughts floated in his mind like mist. After wandering for a long time, he finally drifted away with a helpless sigh.

"I can understand how painful she is. This kind of pain is 100 times more painful than that of an old man who has been helped up and fallen down and is falsely accused of being the perpetrator. But if she no longer does good, how cold people will feel if they really need help."

"Elder martial brother, I know you are great..."

Cao Zhen wry smile, "I'm not great at all, really..." he looked at Jing SA, his eyes surging with a kind of excitement she had never seen, "this matter, I also have selfish, she is an expert in criminal psychology, maybe can help me find the whereabouts of Qiao Qiao and her daughter."

Qiao Qiao and his daughter are Cao Zhen's wife and daughter.

The mother and daughter were sunk into the reservoir, and he knew there was no possibility of survival. But two years later, the body has not been found, and he did not even have a place to worship. The murderer had already committed suicide, and no one knew where they were. Searching so many reservoirs across the country is like looking for a needle in a haystack. He needs a more accurate range.

Jing SA didn't expect that he had this plan, and his heart suddenly surged with guilt.

"Forget it, just go with the flow."

Cao Zhen's wind is light and clouds are dim. In her eyes, she only feels heartache, as if she is afraid that he will suddenly disappear. She goes forward and holds his arm tightly,

"Silly girl, what are you doing? I'm not ashamed

"I'm not ashamed. You are my elder martial brother. You are my elder brother." For more than ten years, they are closer than real brothers and sisters.

Cao Zhen rubbed the hair on her head, "see who dares to marry you later."

"Ha ha, don't worry. Your future brother-in-law must be a dragon and Phoenix among people."

He said with a smile, "blow it! It's a man, alive, and you should be laughing

Sometimes, the real pain of the people will hang up a smile, only in the back of the flow of other people can not know the tears, not pretending to be strong, but afraid of the crowd around the dispersed, more than anyone else.