Wei Li's words were like a basin of cold water, splashing down on his head, causing Tricilia, who was in a state of madness, to calm down instantly.

Sitting back in the chair, she opened the cigarette case, although her fingers and mouth were still trembling slightly, she had calmed down a lot, lit a pale green mint cigarette, took a deep breath, spit out the white smoke ring, and took a few puffs, the slender and slender mint cigarette was sucked up by her in a few puffs, leaving only a pale golden cigarette butt.

Leaning back in her chair, the effect of peppermint smoke anesthetizing and anesthesia worked, and Tricilia's body visibly relaxed.

Wei Li frowned, he didn't like this smell, one of the most basic qualities of a top killer is that he can be invisible at any time, come and go without a trace, and the smell of cigarettes, the smell of smoke that can never be volatilized is the enemy of killers.

Despite his displeasure, Wei Li sat across from Tricilia, quietly and relaxedly waiting.

No trembling, no anger, no excitement, Tricilia smoked one cigarette after another, everything was organized to surprise Peter, and the brain that was usually full of intestines, smoked meat, and steak flipped quickly, remembering what Wei Li had just said, making her suddenly look like this.

What is the death hole, that's it!

The reason why Tricilia wants to withdraw all the business money should be because her family heard the news and wants to leave St. Wood to avoid the limelight, so now that Wei Li threatens to investigate her family thoroughly, what will she do?

Eventually, Tricilia got into Wei Li's car, and the group of three headed in the direction of the police station.

It's not that Tricilia is noble and willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of her family, but in addition to running away violently, she will be taken back to the police station by Wei Li no matter what, rather than being against Wei Li's tired family at this time, it is better to follow Wei Li honestly, she believes that her family will do their best to get herself out of danger.

Sitting in the interrogation room, giving up the right to ask the lawyer to be present, Wei Li came in with the ink for fingerprinting, cardboard and cotton swabs for collecting DNA, and she also honestly cooperated.

In the case of Harry Brown, the CSI center found unknown fingerprints and DNA samples, but these samples are not in the police database, and there is no comparison record so that the case has dragged on until now, after all, there are only a few criminals and special businesses that must collect fingerprints, and more are ordinary people who have never broken the law and have never been arrested.

So as soon as he got Tricilia's sample, Wei Li immediately came to the CSI center, fingerprints can be sent by email, and it is better to give the DNA collection swab in person to Dr. Mueller.

"Hey, Veronica, I just sent you a set of fingerprints to your email, you can compare them to see if they match the fingerprints in Harry Brown's case."

Veronica Mars, whom Wei Li met in the corridor, was the CSI center's technician in charge of fingerprint comparison, and the evidence in each case had to pass through her hand first, and after the fingerprints were collected, they would be handed over to other CSI technicians, including Zhou Qingquan's coffin, clothes, and Harry Brown's clothes.

"OK, I'll get back to you in three hours." Waving the scarf in her hand, Veronica playfully continued, "It's coffee time, I'm going to escape from this oppressive world and receive a bath from God." ”

“OK。” Although in a hurry, Wei Li watched the petite Veronica leave the CSI center, and if nothing else, she should go to the St. Wood Museum.

No way, as one of the few doctors in the world in handprint analysis, Veronica's talent and ability are obvious to all, in addition to a doctorate in handprint analysis, she also has a master's degree in fine arts, under the leadership of Dr. Muller, the entire CSI center is rigorous like a precision instrument, only she injects a touch of romance and frankness into this instrument.

For the free and romantic attribute that she spends half a day in the St. Wood Museum every day, everyone, including Dr. Muller, can only choose to let it go and ignore it, no way, if there is no St. Wood Museum's treasure, the St. Wood Police Department is not qualified to introduce this treasure of forensic science.

"How did you get here?" Seeing Wei Li push the door in, Dr. Mueller, who was performing an autopsy, shook the bloody chainsaw in his hand and asked happily, "Do you miss your old friends?" ”

Such a bloody scene, if it were replaced by a timid person, I am afraid that he would vomit, Wei Li put on the protective clothing hanging on the wall, walked to the dissecting table, and bent down to carefully observe the deceased.

The deceased was a young woman, with only three-quarters of her head left, nearly half of her brain missing, and the rest of her brain completely exposed to the air, several broken bones on her arms and legs drilled out of the air, and the white bone stubble was faintly bloodshot, and her internal organs were already in chaos, "Is this a car accident?" ”

"Yes, driving under the influence of alcohol is not wearing a seatbelt." Dr. Müller sighed, "I have to dissect at least one of these corpses every day, and they are all young people, don't you know how I feel?" ”

Fishing out the broken heart, Dr. Müller sighed heavily again, "It's a pity to think that my gray-haired old man is still alive and vibrant, and these young people are already lying on the dissecting table." If there is a second chance, I am sure they will never drink a drop again. ”

In the past, Wei Li rarely dissected such corpses, because from 2027 onwards, the law stipulates that anyone who is arrested for drunk driving will be forced to attend the coroner's examination, and at least observe the autopsy process of a death due to a drunk driving accident, so that they know what awaits them if they continue to drink and drive.

Most people have a limited number of corpses that they can see in their lifetime, let alone bloody, and they have to be disemboweled, ribs are cut off, internal organs are fished out, and many people vomit from head to tail, and finally are taken to the hospital by ambulance.

More people have nightmares all night after seeing the autopsy process, dare not sleep, and even have a fear of drinking or driving, which requires the intervention of a psychiatrist to alleviate it, so this law has been strongly opposed and vigorously criticized by human rights organizations, but it really has the expected effect, and the number of drunk driving accidents has plummeted after half a year, and the mortality rate has been as low as less than 2% of the total monthly death population two years later.

So in 2039, because there are no longer so many drunk driving corpses to watch autopsies, Judge Paul Ingle of the State Superior Court simply issued a decree ordering all those who have obtained a driver's license to watch more than ten videos of autopsies in drunk driving crashes.

Infected by Dr. Mueller's emotions, Wei Li thought for a moment and said thoughtfully: "I heard that a judge will ask a drunk driver to visit an autopsy? ”

"I've heard of it, too, but there is no precedent for it in St. Wood, and maybe I can talk to Judge Jefferson." Untying the biggest knot in his heart, Dr. Mueller simply put down the chainsaw in his hand, took out a file folder and handed it to Wei Li, "The final autopsy report for Harry Brown." ”

Didn't you give a report? Wei Li opened the file folder suspiciously, and saw that the text format was completely different from the last time, and the word final, only to understand that this was formal, and it was also the final text that needed to be used in court debates.

"He's dead enough......" Wei Li looked at the autopsy report, and finally chose an appropriate word, "Miserable, really miserable." ”

"It's tiring enough." Dr. Müller asked curiously, "Well, do you have any suspects?" ”

"There is one, the murder weapon is a small screwdriver or an awl." Wei Li carefully observed the wound on Harry Brown's neck and found that this conclusion was completely correct, but when Wei Li saw a DNA report, he was surprised, "The suspect is male, Caucasian?" ”

Picking up a clean clip, Dr. Muller picked up a photograph of the scene, pointed to Harry Brown's chest a few points, and said, "We have examined all the blood stains on the clothes of the deceased, and here, here, and here a drop of blood does not belong to the deceased." ”