Chapter One Hundred and Seven

troublesome

Ling Xiao frowned and didn't ask any further, but the movements in his hands accelerated significantly, and people were almost dazzled by it. A moment later, with a soft "click", the door lock opened.

Ling Xiao took a few steps back, and several technicians nodded at her and entered the house first.

Ling Xiao looked down at his hand, put the key away, and then looked back at his classmates who were looking at him dumbfounded, with a slight hesitation.

The Sven man in a police uniform on the side pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and couldn't help but smile: "Why don't you come in with me for a while?" ”

Ling Xiao seemed to know what he was laughing at, so he glanced at him angrily, but he didn't refute it, but turned around and nodded slightly apologetically at Chu Jie, who was on his birthday: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I won't be able to celebrate your birthday today, you guys have fun." ”

"This ......" Chu Jie glanced at Fu Xingzhou on the side, his expression was slightly embarrassed, and he persuaded in a low voice, "Investigating the case is a matter for the police, it's rare to come ......"

Xu Yan, who had been standing beside her, hesitated for a moment and subconsciously hugged her arm hard.

"Human lives matter." Ling Xiao sighed, patted the back of her hand gently, and whispered a few words of reassurance, but finally withdrew his hand, stood in front of the police, and naturally asked, "Who reported the case?" How was it discovered? ”

"It's a part-time worker in the house next door to the deceased." The investigator who led the team on the side was no stranger to Ling Xiao, so he took the opportunity to pick up the conversation, raised his hand and pointed to the other side, and saw a middle-aged woman in her forties standing aside with a pale face, her face full of horror and fear, it was the part-time worker aunt invited by Chu Jie's family.

Ling Xiao walked up to her and gently patted her on the back a few times to soothe her. Aunt Part-time Worker seemed to have really gradually eased up under her comfort, and even her face was a little better. She couldn't figure out what the little girl in front of her had to do with the police for a while, but she looked at herself with a little inquiry, and the police seemed to be very familiar with her, and after touching her chest and easing down, she finally explained what she had just said to the police:

"Today is Xiaojie's birthday, I want to bring my classmates back to play in the evening, I went out to buy vegetables after lunch. When I came back and passed by the house next door, I didn't see the little girl from this house - usually the little girl will make coffee in the kitchen at this time in the afternoon, that smell! I didn't see her today, I wondered if she was not feeling well-you don't know, this girl is really good, the conditions are so good, there is no eldest lady's temper at all, in and out of the encounter will greet me, sometimes I come back from shopping for more things, she will come out to help me help. ”

"I just thought, this girl lives alone, don't be sick and have no one to take care of, and the children don't know if they have taken medicine and eaten, so I went to her kitchen window and looked in...... What a wickedness! When the aunt said this, even her eyes turned red, "The little girl was lying on the ground alone, without any clothes, and a large area of her body was purple. What a sin, such a good girl, how can she do it! ”

When the aunt said this, it seemed that she couldn't talk anymore, and a policewoman on the side helped her and whispered comfort; The classmates, especially the girls, were all pale, obviously unable to bear to listen to it any longer—for them, death, and especially murder, always sounded like a distant thing, but they never imagined that such a day would happen in front of their eyes without warning.

Ling Xiao turned her head to take a look, and saw that the kitchen window was indeed facing the road, which was the only way for the aunt to come back, and it was no wonder that she knew that the deceased usually made coffee and drank it in the kitchen every afternoon.

"Section Chief Chen, Ling Xiao," someone came out of it and greeted familiarly, "the on-site passage has been opened, you can come in." ”

The so-called opening of the on-site passage means that the technicians first fix and collect relevant clues and traces at the scene, and mark out a treadable area where there are no traces and clues, so as to avoid others from destroying the scene and affecting the investigation when entering.

Ling Xiao answered, and while taking the gloves and shoe covers handed by the other side, he looked back again—a timid classmate had already entered the room, and there were still a few bold and curious ones left, still stretching their necks to look at this head. Ling Xiao smiled at Xu Yan, didn't explain anything more, quickly cleaned up and then raised his feet and entered the room without looking back.

Chen Ji put on gloves and was about to follow into the house, but after taking a step, he suddenly stopped as if he thought of something, and turned around - he saw a tall and outstanding boy on the side looking at the room steadily, and his expression seemed to be a little confused and dazed.

"How?" Chen Ji smiled and asked him gently, "Is there any other relevant information you want to provide us?" ”

Fu Xingzhou retracted his gaze and glanced at him.

may have seen too much life and death, especially life and death caused by various unnatural factors, Chen Qi always has a very special temperament, which can make people involuntarily relax and calm down and win trust.

Fu Xingzhou was silent for a while, and finally didn't hold back, and suddenly said: "I thought that she was the most impatient to meddle in things. ”

When he said this, he didn't have the usual appearance of being in his chest, but like an ordinary student who encountered a difficult problem that he couldn't solve, confused and puzzled.

Chen Ji was stunned, and then realized what the outstanding boy in front of him was thinking and who he was referring to, and couldn't help but shake his head and laugh: "You said Ling Xiao? ”

As he spoke, he pouted in the direction of Ling Xiao's entry into the house, and his tone was slightly amused: "She just said it, a typical hard mouth and soft heart." Cheng Tian said that she had a bad temper, how many times have you seen her really get angry? complains about trouble at every turn, and next time there is something I think she can hold back. ”

Chen Ji said a few words, and he also felt a little crying and laughing, shook his head helplessly, patted the young man's shoulder casually, and soon entered the house after cleaning up himself, leaving the young man standing alone at the door, staring at the door in a daze. It wasn't until Chu Ming came and called him a few more times that he finally woke up from a dream and turned around to answer.

"Sin Chew, let's go inside?"

"Okay." Fu Xingzhou nodded, slowly withdrew his gaze from looking next door, raised his hand and gathered the scarf around his neck, lowered his eyes and turned around and entered the Chu family.

When Chen Ji entered the house, Ling Xiao was squatting beside the corpse and frowning.

The deceased was a little girl, as Aunt Hourly Worker said, and she looked like she was only twenty-five or sixteen years old at most, with beautiful facial features, even if she looked a little gloomy and stiff because she was no longer alive, she could easily see from her face the delicate and gentle appearance before she was born. She was naked, but there was no other clothing around her - the temperature was already below zero in December, and she lay at the junction of the living room and the kitchen, looking as if she had just fallen asleep.

"The corpse stiffness is relatively tough, the corpse spots are not completely faded by compression, and the time of death should be between twelve and twenty-four hours, almost between last night and early this morning," Chen Ji looked at the thermometer that measured the temperature of the corpse, and thought for a while, "The nail bed is cyanotic, the eyelid conjunctiva is spotting hemorrhage, and the cause of death may be mechanical asphyxiation." ”

"It looks like someone is strangling their necks with one hand and covering their mouth and nose with the other." Ling Xiao nodded in agreement, and stretched out his finger to point to the marks on his mouth, nose and neck.

Chen Ji said "um": "It's not a big problem, but I still have to go back to the autopsy to close the coffin." Dead ......"

As he spoke, his words came to an abrupt halt.

Ling Xiao was silent for a while and nodded: "After death, the corpse was molested. ”

"Let's take the Yin Dao swab back and test it," Chen sighed, "I hope DNA can be detected." ”

Both of them became more and more heavy, lowered their heads to inspect the corpse and said nothing more, until Ling Xiao leaned in front of her face and looked at it carefully for a while, then frowned slightly and asked: "I was hit on the head with a blunt object, but there was no life reaction when I saw the scars, it was caused after death." What is this, after molesting a corpse, you have to continue to torture to vent? ”

After dealing with forensic doctors for a long time, Ling Xiao gradually became accustomed to many forensic professional terms.

Chen Ji took a breath, a little unsure: "It's like a reinforcement act - ordinary acquaintances commit crimes, and the murderer is afraid that he will not die, and he will often continue to 'mend the knife' after the victim's death." ”

Ling Xiao sighed softly, looked at the corpse thoughtfully, and did not speak.

Both of them fell into thinking, deducing and restoring the scene in their minds, but they were suddenly interrupted by an exclamation on the side - when they came out of the homicide case, they suddenly heard an exclamation, and the police couldn't help but subconsciously snort, and everyone looked in the direction where the voice sounded, and saw a young policewoman covering her mouth and looking at a laptop on the coffee table next to her with red eyes.

"I, I saw that her notebook was standby, and I wanted to open it to see if there were any clues," the girl seemed to have just graduated from the police academy, and when she saw everyone looking at her, she suddenly became nervous, and her speech was a little stumbling. After saying a few words, he finally eased up, bit his lip and said: "The deceased is a very popular cartoonist on the Internet in recent years, and when she opens the notebook, she has drawn half of the manuscript, I have bought her books before, it is very beautiful!" How could it be ......"

Ling Xiao was stunned, as if he suddenly realized something, stood up suddenly, took a few steps to the sofa, only glanced at the screen of the notebook, and suddenly changed his face.

She knows this girl, to be exact, she knows her on the Internet - a few times she opened Weibo, and was almost stuck in the prompt information of countless circle people, and when she opened it, she found that it was a few Q version comics about her, and the paintings were very expressive and cute. She clicked on the author's Weibo and found out that he was a very famous comic author, who often drew some Q version of the comics and shyly "confessed to the male god". She felt that the other party was about a very cute little girl, so she also followed her, and every time she replied or reposted her Weibo, she could make the little girl very happy.

But now, she lay stiff and cold on the ground, without the slightest breath. National boyfriend

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Chapter 104 of the text is troublesome