Chapter 7: The Smell of Coffee on the Murder Weapon
"Ah, our chief, this is not here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Miao Yi was talking to Xiao Na, and when he saw Su San coming in, a trace of unease slipped across his face, and his tone was aggravated when he spoke. It means that this is the time to go out, and the rest of the time is there.
Su San smiled: "I didn't come to him. I would like to know the progress of the murder of Le Ping. ”
Miao Yi was obviously relieved, Xiao Na glared at him, and coughed dryly: "Oh, this case Miao Yi followed up, that ...... Miss Su, I'm going to pour you tea. ”
Saying that, he turned around and ran away, and Miao Yi secretly scolded him in his heart for being unrighteous. Su San pretended not to know anything, sat down and asked, "Can you reveal a little bit about Le Ping's case?" ”
Miao touched his nose weakly: "Hehe, this is naturally okay, Miss Su shouldn't be so polite." ”
Su San asked rhetorically: "Am I polite?" It's always been like this. ”
Miao Yi smiled and looked for the case file in the desk drawer.
At this time, Xiao Qin pushed the door in, saw Su San, and sighed: "Just yourself?" ”
"Who else do you think it is? Mountain ghosts? Su San asked with a smile.
Xiao Qin's heart was weak: "What is he doing here?" Who wants to see him? It's just you, with long hair and short knowledge, always come to us to find something to do. ”
"You, you, the dead duck is left with a hard mouth."
Miao Yi saw the two of you coming and going, and got up and said, "Oh, you guys talk first, I still have something." ”
As he spoke, he prepared to smear the soles of his feet with oil.
Su San shouted: "Hey, why are you going?" I'd like to know more about the case. ”
"Forensic Doctor Xiao knows, ask her how she is."
There are only Xiao Qin and Su San left in the house, you stare at me and I look at you.
Xiao Qin couldn't hold back his laughter first: "What's the matter today, when I first came over, I saw Xiao Na running fast like a ghost, and Miao Yi also escaped." What happened to them to you? I want to run when I see you. ”
Su San sneered; "How do I know, it's all guys with crooked upper beams and crooked lower beams."
Xiao Qin heard some meaning from Su San's words and looked her up and down.
Su San patted her: "Hey, don't stare at me with your eyes staring at the corpse, I can see that my hair is about to stand up." ”
"I'm used to my profession, I'm sorry, and besides, you're not afraid of this."
Xiao Qin was obviously perfunctory.
"Professional habits, I don't believe you look at mountain ghosts like this."
"Can't you pretend to be stupid?" Xiao Qin smiled and said, "Go to me, you can take a look at the relevant evidence." ”
This kind of invitation, in other words, sounds like a scolding: You are thirteen o'clock.
But to Su San's ears, it was a very sincere invitation.
Leping's body was parked in the hospital morgue and was not transported to the police department's forensic office.
According to Xiao Qin, it is because the head is seriously damaged, the temperature of the cold room in the forensic room is not enough, and the corpse decays very quickly after a long time, not to mention that it is still a mess of soft corpses.
On a table in the medical examiner's room, a silk nightgown with blood on it spreads.
The protein-rich silk pajamas absorb the blood and turn into a hard one, showing a dark red color and a bloody smell.
Su San stood aside and looked at it and asked, "Miss Le was killed wearing this body?" No other clothes? ”
"Yes, that's it, it was originally a white silk nightgown, but unfortunately it was like this with blood."
Xiao Qin sighed in her mouth: "The scene of Miss Le's death is really miserable, the back of the whole head has been smashed, and I don't know what the deep hatred is, the murderer is too ruthless." ”
"This kind of pajamas are still white, and they are looming when they are worn, and she can see people in such clothes, so she must have a close relationship."
"Yes, so everyone suspects that the husband of the deceased killed him." Xiao Qin nodded again and again.
"What is the murder weapon?"
"Ah, there it is!" Xiao Qin pointed to the lamp on the table next to him.
It was a bank lamp with a marble base, and the green lampshade was stained with blood, and the black base below must have been covered with blood, just because the color of the base was not visible.
An image came to Su San's mind: Le Ping fell to the ground, still breathing, the desire to survive made her constantly twist her body, struggling, a black shadow waved the bank lamp, and smashed it down hard.
This murderer is cruel.
Su San couldn't help but tremble.
Xiao Qin saw that she was deep in thought, and also whispered: "The first time, she is not dead, she is still struggling on the ground, and a broken nail was found on the floor, which was broken when she struggled with the floor, and then the murderer began to hit it one by one, a total of more than ten hits, in fact, after two or three such heavy blows, Miss Le had already died because of a broken skull, but the murderer still smashed it hard, which is probably more of a vent." ”
"It's cruel." Su San closed his eyes.
When the eyes are closed, the person's senses will be more sensitive.
When I entered the house just now, I felt that there was a smell of blood everywhere, but when I closed my eyes, other smells were faintly revealed.
Su San asked, "You drank coffee just now?" ”
Xiao Qin glared at her: "I haven't been perverted to that extent, this room is full of blood, I don't want to waste good coffee." ”
"Before? Drank coffee in this room the other day? ”
"No, no, no." Xiao Qin said a little angrily.
Later, he felt that his tone might be a little too strong, and smiled shyly: "It turns out that he doesn't like coffee, he likes to drink tea, and I have recently started to like tea, and I have been drinking tea since I came back from Nanjing." ”
So, where does this faint coffee taste come from?
Su San reached out and grabbed the blood-soaked and hard pajamas.
Xiao Qin said: "Alas, be careful, this is important physical evidence." ”
Su San looked around, put on gloves from the shelf on the side, and then lightly picked up his pajamas.
No, the coffee smell didn't come from this pajamas.
Su San carefully put the pajamas as they were, and then set his eyes on the bank lamp on the side.
Su San picked up the lamp and looked at the black marble base.
With Su San's height, if he wants to use this lamp as a murder weapon, if he still needs to use the strength, he should hold it in his arms. Su San tried to hold the bank lamp, holding her breath and concentrating, Xiao Qin saw her serious face, holding the lamp, startled, and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?" Miss Le possessed? ”
"That's not possession, it's brainwave effect." Su San replied solemnly.
Xiao Qin smiled: "I know, I know, but what are you doing?" ”
"I'm wondering how the killer used this lamp to commit murder."
Su San turned the bank lamp upside down and carefully inspected the base.
"This base is full of blood, it's hard for you to still hold it in your arms, what else is there on it besides blood?"
Xiao Qin saw that Su San was inspecting very carefully, so he also came over to take a look.
"Coffee, it smells of coffee, it should have been stained or rubbed with a little coffee here."
Su San's heart was already cold.