Lin Jiangbei nodded secretly and sneered, this Clyde Mok is really a slippery guy! It's a pity that this guy ran into himself!

"So, this pigeon you have is still an emotional pigeon?" He looked sarcastically at Clyde Mock.

"Yes! That little guy is indeed an emotional animal! Catherine had only fed her a few times, but she was obsessed with her and flew to visit her often! Clyde Mok shook his head, looking very emotional.

"That's it! Clyde Mok, stop acting, you should explain the crime of poisoning and killing Leonovsky! Lin Jiangbei's face changed, and he asked sharply!

"What Leonovsky?" Clyde Mok looked dazed again, "Mr. Ren, what are you kidding?" Why don't I remember knowing a guy named Leonovsky? ”

"Don't remember? Do you want me to help you recall? Lin Jiangbei said as he motioned to the guards standing next to Batmo to open the evidence box, took out a photo of an old drunkard from it, and stretched it out to Clyde Mok, "Look at the photo for yourself, and remember it well, do you know this person?" ”

Clyde Mok stared at the photo for most of the day with wide eyes and "seriously", then frowned and shook his head and said to Lin Jiangbei: "I'm sorry, I really don't remember seeing this person in the photo!" ”

"Haven't seen this guy?" Lin Jiangbei smiled, turned around and took out a small glass bottle from the evidence box, pointed to a short blonde hair inside, and said to Clyde Mok, "Clyde Mok, then how do you explain that your hair will remain on the sofa of Leonovsky's corpse?" ”

Clydemok glanced at the short blonde hair in the small glass bottle, and couldn't help but laugh to himself.

Want to bluff yourself with a hair? It's too naïve, isn't it?

After he was developed into a spy by the Japanese, he not only secretly received professional training in espionage techniques from the Japanese intelligence organization, but also made great efforts to specialize in espionage techniques in his spare time.

The research on hair by modern detection technology can only judge the difference between animal hair and human hair at most, and it is impossible to judge that it fell from a specific target person by relying on a hair! The world's most advanced laboratories can't do that now!

"Mr. Ren, it's really endless to joke!" Clyde Mok scoffed, "There are at least tens of thousands of people with blonde hair in Shanghai. Why do you say that this short blonde hair fell off my head? ”

"Clyde Mok, you're right, there are indeed tens of thousands of people with blond hair in Shanghai." Lin Jiangbei still had a faint smile on his face, "But you are the only one who has dyed your hair in the past few days!" ”

Clyde Mok couldn't help but be stunned.

This Jackson Ren even found out that he had just dyed his hair in the past few days, it seems that he has really put a lot of effort into it!

But what if he has information about his dyed hair? The hair dye he used was produced by L'Oréal, and he had compared his dyed hair with other blonde hair at the consulate, and there was no difference in appearance.

"Mr. Ren, you have really worked hard!" Clydemok shook his head and sighed, "Unfortunately, you're in the wrong place. It's true that I've dyed my hair, but it's funny that you say that the hair in the glass bottle in your hand is mine, right? You'll have to show at least some proof that the hair in your hand is dyed too, right? ”

"Without proof, dare I say this hair is yours?" Lin Jiangbei smiled faintly, and asked people to bring in the purple lamp he had just received from Guangci Hospital, put it on the table next to Clyde Mok, and plugged it in.

When he found the short blonde hair in a glass bottle on the sofa in the old drunkard's apartment, it was the naked eye that observed the rough surface of the short blonde hair with a magnifying glass, and the color did not look like natural gold, so he judged that it was dyed. This judgment comes from the accumulation of many years of forensic experience, and now it is obviously not sufficient to rely on the accumulation of forensic experience in his previous life to prove that the short blonde hair in the glass bottle is dyed. Lin Jiangbei believes that in this era, except for him, no other forensic doctor can dare to judge whether a hair has been dyed or not by relying on the naked eye. After all, there are so few people who use hair dye in this era, and the vast majority of forensic doctors have never come into contact with people who have dyed their hair, let alone conduct special research in this area.

Therefore, this time it was decided to use scientific instruments to prove that the short blonde hair in the glass bottle was dyed, so that the final result would convince Clyde Mok and there was nothing to say.

"Clyde Mok," Lin Jiangbei pointed to the purple lamp on the table and said, "This instrument is a purple lamp that we specially borrowed from Guangci Hospital, and it can be used to prove that the short blonde hair in the glass bottle has been dyed. ”

Clyde Mok looked at the purple light on the table, and for the first time his heart became nervous. As a maintenance worker at the British Consulate, he was responsible for repairing all kinds of machinery and electrical appliances, and naturally he had heard of purple light.

But he had heard about the violet lamp before, which was used for water supply disinfection and hospital operating room disinfection, and used the violet lamp to detect whether a hair had been dyed, but he had never heard of it.

But he believed that this Jackson Ren borrowed a purple lamp from Guangci Hospital with such fanfare, and it was definitely not as simple as scaring him. Perhaps, this violet light can really detect whether a hair has been dyed or not?

"How do you prove it?" Clyde Mok looked at Lin Jiangbei.

"It's easy!" Lin Jiangbei smiled, turned around and asked Colonel Price to pull a blonde hair from his head, and said to Clyde Mok: "The undyed hair of a normal person can be observed very clearly under the illumination of the purple light. ”

While speaking, Lin Jiangbei put Colonel Price's gold hair on a blank piece of paper, then moved it under the purple light, and then turned on the power switch of the purple light.

Colonel Price and Commander Batmo both pressed their curiosity and came over.

Lin Jiangbei pushed Clydemock's chair to the side of the table, motioning for him to look this way too.

"Clyde Mok, see for yourself. Does Colonel Price's hair have a clear, bright edge under the violet light, and there is no light in any way? Lin Jiangbei asked.

Clyde Mok bit his lip and didn't speak. Indeed, as Lin Jiangbei said, the edge of Colonel Price's hair is clear and bright, and the boundary between it and the white paper below is clear.

Colonel Price and Commander Batmo also nodded their heads repeatedly.

Lin Jiangbei reached out and plucked a hair from Clyde Moke's head, and said: "Compared with normal hair, dyed hair will emit obvious fluorescence if it is placed under a purple light, and it is precisely because of the interference of fluorescence that it will make its edges and the white paper appear a vague ghost-like state. ”

As he spoke, Lin Jiangbei put the freshly plucked hair on Clyde Moke's head on top of a white paper.

Sure enough, under the light of the purple light, the hair emitted a faint fluorescence, and at the same time, its edges were blurred, as if it was a ghost, making it impossible to see the boundary between it and the white paper.

"Hehe, Clyde Mock," Lin Jiangbei pointed to Clyde Mock's hair and Colonel Price's hair, and asked him with a smile, "With your eyes, it should not be difficult to see the difference between dyed hair and normal people's hair under the purple light. Do I need to continue to verify that the short blonde hair in the glass bottle is under the purple light? ”

Clyde Mok gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!" ”

"Well, I'll grant you that wish!" Lin Jiangbei opened the glass bottle, used tweezers to clip out the short golden hairpin inside, and put it under the purple light......

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There is also a shift in the evening, which is about 1 a.m