Text Chapter 37 Warm Reminder

Zhao Kaiping, forensic personnel and forensic doctors are discussing whether the evidence at the scene can prove that the deceased committed suicide.

At this moment, Liang Mengzhu's mobile phone, who was standing aside, suddenly rang, and the ringtone interrupted their train of thought, and Zhao Kaiping suddenly glared at her.

Liang Mengzhu responded with a blank look at him fearlessly, and then took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a short message with a sentence written on it: "This is murder, Zhu is the murderer, and her future husband is on it." ”

After reading this text message, Liang Mengzhu suddenly felt a tingling on her scalp, not afraid but excited, she actually felt that there was something strange about the case, but in front of all kinds of evidence, she couldn't say anything.

This text message instantly made her excited, because the second-generation Zhao Kaiping had almost decided that it was a suicide, and if he could completely overturn his idea, it would be cooler than slapping his face with the sole of his shoe.

In particular, a community police officer refuted the captain of the municipal criminal police, which was a great counterattack.

Of course, the most important thing is to give justice to the deceased and bring the prisoner to justice.

With such an idea, the image of the future husband has become more and more real, but how does this guy know his mobile phone number?

In fact, it is very simple, because there is her phone number posted at the door of the police office, which is for her to go out on patrol, and someone comes to contact her conveniently, so it is specially posted on the door.

And as an agent, the basic skill of being big is to observe, not to let go of any detail of careful observation and never forget.

At this time, one of them was leaning against the west wall and the other was on the east wall, looking like two children who had made mistakes at the punishment station, and no one paid attention to them at all, so Liang Mengzhu immediately replied: "Evidence!"

Liu Jianfeng did not directly say his thoughts, but first encouraged Liang Mengzhu that as an excellent commander, it is not how strong your own combat ability is, the key is your command ability.

For example, in a battle, the important consideration is not how many enemies you lead your troops to destroy, but how many soldiers you bring out come back alive, save yourself and effectively destroy the enemy, this is the ability.

Killing a thousand enemies and losing 800 is never considered an ability.

Therefore, whether it is the military, or business, this is true in all fields, and the greatest ability of a leader is to make the people around him, under your leadership, become better and better, and the overall improvement is the real progress.

Therefore, Liu Jianfeng did not directly tell Liang Mengzhu the answer, but sent a message saying: "Say what you think first." ”

Liang Mengzhu is so angry, I feel as if I am participating in the draft, and I have to say my dream before starting your performance.

Liu Jianfeng is like a teacher, you have to mark the key points after the exam, and the point is that what you have learned is the key point, it depends on your own mastery.

Just when she hesitated, Zhao Kaiping walked towards Zhu Jiasong and said, "Mr. Zhu, according to the situation and evidence at the scene, we have reason to believe that your wife died of self-......."

Hearing this, Liang Mengzhu immediately stopped thinking about dreams and performances, and blurted out: "It's murder!"

Everyone was stunned by her words, only the corners of Liu Jianfeng's mouth turned up to reveal a tiny one, all successful people, all excellent qualities are based on self-confidence, first of all, you must believe in yourself, in order to believe that you can do other things well.

Liang Mengzhu dared to speak her mind in this situation, which in itself is a manifestation of self-confidence, and she trusts her own judgment and reasoning, which is rare.

"What murder, what nonsense?" Zhao Kaiping scolded for the first time.

From the last cocktail party, it can be seen that the captain of the criminal police chose Liang Mengzhu as his female companion that he likes Liang Mengzhu and this beautiful policewoman.

There are two most common and commonly used routines for pickling girls, one is kneeling and licking, and the other is conquest.

Needless to say, kneeling and licking, I believe many people have a deep understanding, and conquering is actually more difficult than kneeling and licking, especially for beautiful women, posture is capital, appearance is value, accustomed to the stars holding the moon, suddenly appeared a man with a provenance and her to do, she will inevitably feel disgusted, but it will also impress her.

Especially a woman with both talent and appearance, she has a cold, arrogant and lonely character, ordinary people don't take it seriously, and she is born waiting to be conquered by men.

This Zhao Kaiping is obviously this routine, her position is higher than hers, her family background is better than hers, and her business ability is stronger than hers, so why should she not surrender.

That's the difference between you liking her and making her like you.

But Zhao Kaiping never expected that this little pepper not only didn't care about himself, but dared to contradict him in this situation.

Although after saying 'murder', Liang Mengzhu himself was a little weak-hearted, but seeing the unfathomable smile on Liu Jianfeng's face, he felt like holding a cheat, took a deep breath, and said: "There are too many suspicions about the case and the deceased, and it is too arbitrary to close the case so quickly and say that it was suicide!"

"Then what evidence do you have to prove that it was murder?" Zhao Kaiping asked, with dissatisfaction in his tone, this was a public slap in the face by his subordinates, to be precise, and his subordinates, directly questioning his ability and authority.

Liang Mengzhu was a little nervous, but the matter had come to this point, and she had to resist it, she sorted out her thoughts, and felt like a primary school student was suddenly asked by a teacher, fortunately, she reviewed it yesterday, and then recited it in one breath: "I think there are too many doubts in this case, first of all, from the deceased's body, so the person who was hanged will have a figure eight mark on his neck, which is what the forensic profession calls 'Suogou'."

If it is a self-hanged death, the cord groove will have several obvious characteristics, such as the location, usually between the hyoid bone and the thyroid cartilage, as well as the direction and force, the self-hanging should be oblique on both sides, and the cord groove is not closed.

On the contrary, if it is a person who is exhausted, it is located below the thyroid cartilage, the whole neck is in the shape of a ring horizontal, and the cord groove is completely incompatible. ”

Liang Mengzhu's statement was too professional, which made Zhao Kaiping, the second generation, a little confused, and couldn't help but look at the forensic doctor around him.

This made the forensic doctor a little embarrassed, because these clues should have been his own job, but he only looked at the scene, simply determined the time of death, and after listening to Zhu Jiasong's testimony, just because he did not find the restraint injury, he arbitrarily judged it to be suicide.

The forensic doctor was also very unhappy, and immediately retorted: "What are you memorizing texts here? What is said in the books is just a situation with a high incidence rate, but it is not absolute, after all, the deceased's mood when he hanged himself was different, some were nervous, some were flustered, and some were calm, so the position of being strangled was different.

I have also seen some deceased people directly strangled the Adam's apple, some regretted struggling and hooked their jaws after hanging, and some put it on the lower part of the throat. ”

The forensic doctor's rebuttal was strong, and indeed the teacher also said during the class that self-hanging and strangulation might be the same situation.

Liang Mengzhu was a little nervous when she was refuted, as if she was about to collapse and admit defeat, she couldn't help but peek at Liu Jianfeng.

And Liu Jianfeng didn't look at her at all, but Liang Mengzhu was angry, didn't you cross over from the future, aren't you my future husband, don't you know everything about my time, then this case must be a case, I also sent a message just now saying that it was murder, so you should say it.

But Liu Jianfeng not only ignored him, but looked down at his toes, like a child who had made a mistake.

Liang Mengzhu hated it so much, didn't this guy know the truth at all, he was fooling me just now, and wanted to see me mess up?

is such an adult, pretending to be stupid, pretending to be stupid, and actually looking down at his toes......

Wait! Liang Mengzhu suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his heart, isn't he looking at his feet, but passing on a message to himself, and the content of the message is shoes!

Liang Mengzhu hurriedly looked at the deceased, looked around again, and exclaimed, "Shoes!

"What does it have to do with shoes?" Zhao Kaiping said angrily.

"Of course, it matters, walking with shoes is a habitual behavior of people, why didn't the deceased's shoes be found at the scene?" Liang Mengzhu said.

"What's so strange about this, the deceased wanted to commit suicide, he must have been very depressed, or sad and painful, or desperate and helpless, in that kind of desperate situation, who cares about wearing shoes or not. Zhao Kaiping said, and it made sense.

At this time, Liang Mengzhu was full of inspiration, and immediately retorted: "Okay, even if what you said makes sense, but Mr. Zhu Jiasong, according to your testimony just now, you said that you came back from overtime at ten o'clock, and your wife's mental state was acceptable, and she also made you a supper, and you went to sleep after eating supper, and your wife said that she would come to the study, except for the work that fell during the following holidays, right."

Then, when you come back and go to bed separately from your wife, will she be barefoot?"

"This ...... I didn't pay attention to this, it should be wearing shoes, right?" Zhu Jiasong said hesitantly, because wearing shoes is a habitual behavior of people, and sometimes it is not affected by emotions.

Liang Mengzhu glanced at Zhu Jiasong's feet and said: "Usually the slippers bought at home are usually couples, a pair for men and a pair for women, so your wife should be wearing the same style as yours, let me find out where these shoes are first." ”

After Liang Mengzhu finished speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, he immediately separated the crowd and walked out, and the others hurriedly followed, the most important thing was that the thinking kept up with Liang Mengzhu's statement, and it was indeed getting more and more strange.

Liang Mengzhu first came to the door and opened the shoe cabinet, there were a lot of shoes inside, but she didn't find the sandals at home, and then she took everyone to find the bathroom, kitchen, balcony, and came to the living room after finding nothing.

There were no slippers in the living room, but there were a lot of cut gold and silver foil on the coffee table, and some had been folded into the shape of gold ingots, silver ingots, which were used to burn the deceased for sacrifices.

Liang Mengzhu was more sure of what he was thinking in his heart for a moment, and said to everyone with confidence: "Just now I was eager to save people, and rushed directly into the room, and I didn't pay attention to the surrounding details, I believe everyone is the same, so let's calm down and take a look now, especially look at these ingots made of gold and silver foil."

The deceased's mother had just died, and the deceased was folding paper money with his own hands, obviously to sacrifice to his deceased mother, and to see how these gold ingots were folded vividly, at first glance, he used his heart, so I dare to ask, how could a person who was so carefully prepared to worship his ancestors suddenly commit suicide?"