"Don't be funny!" Leng Ao frowned, "Didn't you learn your biology class well?" Forensic medicine also determines the time of death based on the digestion and residual state of food in the esophagus. Naturally, protein-rich things like rice, pasta, fried foods, and meat can stay in the stomach for an hour or two, or even longer. However, as long as it enters the human body, it will work very quickly, and it will occur in five to ten minutes, or even less. Even if it is on the human body, reaching a certain amount, it can kill people. ”

This is pretty much the same answer I expected. But I still didn't give up asking, "If so...... The person who poisoned the person wrapped the ** in some kind of food, as if the pill was coated with a layer of sugar? ”

Leng Ao, who originally had a somewhat disdainful expression, seemed to be startled. He pondered for a while before saying, "Although this possibility is not ruled out, it is not impossible, something is wrapped on the outside, and it will be absorbed after a period of time." And that thing...... I think...... Theoretically, it's possible, and that's right. But in fact, it is not so easy to accomplish such a technique. Unless the deceased has a habit of swallowing things whole, and it is also necessary to ensure that what is wrapped around the medicine is not easily digested and will not be bitten by her. ”

"But it's a possibility, right?" My eyes lit up, maybe this is the truth that unlocks Lin Lirou's death.

"Theoretically. But I don't think anyone would do that, say it's going to be so boring, doing something like that? I think you must have read too many detective novels. Leng Ao said lightly.

I subconsciously said, "Perhaps, the murderer has a lot of patience to do such a thing?" After all, what he wants to escape is the charge of murder, which can determine his own life and death, how can he not care? ”

"I don't think there's anything too idealistic." Leng Ao's eyes were a little more interested, but he didn't continue to say anything.

After seeing that I didn't continue to ask, Leng Ao turned around and went to his office, which was full of all kinds of experimental equipment. And I, I was so surprised that I almost jumped, maybe this is also a direction of the investigation, after the case has completely fallen into a dead end. What's more, Zhang Hao might do something like that. I still remember what he said before, if I wasn't completely sure, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so arrogant, right? And he and Lin Lirou are allies, and it is not too difficult to do anything to her.

"Handling cases is evidence-based, not imaginary. I've always been in favor of letting women investigate cases, especially beauties with false reputations. Just as I was about to leave, Leng Ao suddenly opened the door and said this behind my back.

"Are you talking about me?" I looked back at him and he didn't seem to like me, and that was my first impression of him. But when he looked back, he realized that he had hurried back to his desk. He's such a quirky and difficult guy to deal with.

But in this way, the question seems to be back to the same place, what did Lin Lirou do that day? Who did you meet? And those who originally seemed to have nothing to do with Lin Lirou's death had to be re-investigated. Zhang Hao's original alibi was very certain, and he called his friends after 10:30 p.m. to ask them to go out together. But until then? Has he ever met Lin Lirou? In the face of my question, he just said lightly that he didn't remember.

"I have never seen a more cunning suspect than him, nor have I seen a more shameless person than him." Qin Ming said a little angrily. He pinched the part between his eyes with the index finger and thumb of his right hand, sighed, and said, "We have to hurry, or we will have to release them within 24 hours." Zhang Hao was ready, and a lawyer had already called me before. He...... It's hard to deal with. ”

Qin Ming said this very clearly, if no evidence can be found, I am afraid it will be difficult to bring Zhang Hao to justice. More importantly, Lin Lirou is dead, so it is naturally impossible to speak again. And Mei, not to mention that she is still unconscious, even if she really wakes up, will she identify her husband? I'm afraid she'll be his alibi, right?

Tong Ye's unexpected visit eased my original nervousness a little. Perhaps, the doctor should look at the problem with a calm mind. Tong also sat in my office, holding the tea I had made, and said with a smile: "I used to be the most afraid of dealing with the police. When I was driving before, I was saluted by the traffic police comrades, so I was nervous when I saw the police. ”

Without waiting for me to say anything, Tong also looked at me and said lightly: "I came here not to disturb your work, but because you asked me to pay attention to several parties in the case before." Just a few days ago, I had a bit of an unexpected discovery, and I thought it would be better to let you know in person. Come and see here......"

After saying this, Tong also took out his mobile phone and handed it to me. To my surprise, there was a picture of a treatment room inside. Obviously, someone inadvertently photographed this, Zhang Hao sat crookedly on the bed, and Wei Xueman sat opposite him, looking like the two of them were talking something. A vague shadow on the side was peeping into the room. That back is undoubtedly Lin Lirou! This discovery surprised me again.

"This was accidentally photographed by my colleague. He bought a new phone and didn't quite know how to use those shortcuts, so he inadvertently took this photo. Although the hospital is a place where life and death are used to seeing life, there is a homicide, which is still very sensational. In addition, the woman named Mei you mentioned earlier was sent to us for first aid, which became the most lively topic in our place. He showed me the picture. I thought I might be able to use it, so I rushed to send it to you. Do you think it will help? Is there any gossip I can still find out by the way? Is the murderer really the woman named Mei? Tong also continued to ask curiously.

I'm afraid it's just an excuse to send photos, and I'm afraid it's true to ask for gossip. Tong is still the same as before, and his curiosity is so strong. I didn't deny it, telling her that it was just speculation at the moment and that no evidence had been found.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Tong also looked like she was going to leave, and she didn't forget to find an excuse for herself to leave, with a polite smile on her face.

"Don't say it, there really is. Because you came at the right time. I felt the corners of my mouth involuntarily rise, and I quickly remembered the question that had been bothering me earlier: "A question about poisoning." ”