Chapter 139: Suspicion of Zhao Rui

Ye Fan looked at Tao Wen's photo, twisted his eyebrows and pondered for a while, turned his head to look at Chu Yichen, and asked, "Brother Chu, has you made any new discoveries?"

Chu Yichen nodded, and said with an empathetic chuckle: "I don't need to show you the autopsy report, just say it." ”

"Yesterday I listened to your reasoning, I wondered if I also relied too much on book knowledge and experience of my predecessors when I performed the autopsy, but omitted something, Rocca, the father of forensics, said that when two objects come into contact, there will be a phenomenon of transfer. Something will be taken away, and something will be left behind. ”

"The murderer has done so many things on Li Qiaojing's body, it is impossible not to leave traces, so I applied for a third re-examination. ”

"I found a shallow scratch on Li Qiaojing's forehead that almost overlapped the wound, and chemicals were found in the scratch, which was confirmed to be red nail polish after inspection by the technical team, which was consistent with the nail polish used by Tao Wen. ”

"The most important point is that I re-dissected Li Qiaojing and found that there was a small piece of broken hair in her cavity, which was ruled out as herself, and could only be left by the murderer. ”

Tao Wen is absconding, and for the time being, she can't compare her DNA with the DNA on her broken hair, and she can officially close the case when she is arrested, and once it is confirmed that the broken hair is her. ”

Feng Sen picked up Chu Yichen's words and said, feeling relieved, this case really made him not sleep well for many days, and it was weirder than any case he had handled before.

After reading all the reports, Ye Fan's brows still did not expand.

"What, don't you think Tao Wen is killing?" Feng Sen and Chu Yichen also frowned, this case is already very clear in their opinion, so much evidence points to it, if Tao Wen is not a murderer, they really have to write a big word against the murderer.

Ye Fan stood up, took Feng Senzhong's oil pen, walked to the whiteboard, drew another arrow on Li Qiaojing's name, and then wrote two words: Zhao Rui.

Looking at the name written by Ye Fan, both of them opened their mouths slightly in surprise, obviously not expecting Ye Fan to doubt him.

"Zhao Rui, Li Qiaojing's husband, if I'm not mistaken, is it still your Chinese teacher?" Feng Sen touched his chin, moved his gaze from Zhao Rui's two words to Ye Fan's face, and said with a gleam that was difficult to distinguish: "Why do you suspect him? As far as we know, their husband and wife have always been in love. ”

Ye Fan naturally couldn't say that it was because she felt an evil aura in him.

So, she said: "Teacher Zhao and Aunt Li are indeed very affectionate, they have been married for many years, and Teacher Zhao can be said to be obedient to Aunt Li and loves her to the core." ”

"Since love is so deep, how can you use such cruel methods to kill people, that is hatred, not love. Feng Sen shook his head.

"Love is deep, hate is keen! You should have heard of this sentence, Aunt Li is very beautiful, and she can dress up, or she sells beauty products, and she comes into contact with many and miscellaneous people, among which there are naturally many womanizers who covet her beauty, coupled with the gossip of the neighbors, Mr. Zhao will suspect that it will be uncomfortable, isn't it human nature?"

"Just kill your beloved because of suspicion? Do you think this is Zhao Rui's move to kill people? This is impossible. Feng Sen was clearly disbelieving this statement.

"It's entirely possible, Mr. Zhao has been my Chinese teacher for three years, and lives downstairs in my house, although my grades are very bad, but I still have some understanding of his character, he is gentle on the surface, good temperament, but his thoughts are a little paranoid, and some perfectionism, he may not be able to bear Aunt Li to greet others with a smile, and even one day will betray him, and have murderous intentions. ”

"There is no shortage of such plots in books and on TV. That's a childish thing to say.