Without the support of bones, the flesh meridians are very fragile, and they are generally damaged to varying degrees as the neck breaks. However, the flesh on Fang Xiaowei's neck was not so scarred, but it was bruised, almost negligible.

"It takes a lot of force to smash a person's neck, and if it was pulled by a strong external force, her skin would not be so intact." Chi Jiao calmly analyzed.

"This shows that the person who twisted Fang Xiaowei's neck shot quickly, and aimed at her life at the beginning, and only broke the bones under the strong and fast action, and did not hurt the flesh and skin." Quan Jue's face was expressionless, staring at Fang Xiaowei indifferently and said.

Huo Shen frowned: "Ordinary people don't have that much strength. ”

"But there are supernatural beings." After Quan Jue finished speaking, he turned Fang Xiaowei's body over, and the long hair that was lifted found on her neck found a clue, "Jiaojiao, look here." ”

Chi Jiao immediately came over with a curious expression, but saw Fang Xiaowei's hair covering half of the handprint, and now as soon as she opened her hair, the clear palm print on her neck was visible.

It was a child's hand, the size of a chicken paw, imprinted on Fang Xiaowei's slender and weak neck, which made people tremble in their hearts when they looked at it.

"A child's handprint?" Huo Shen was surprised.

"There are also children who are supernatural, and these children may be even more powerful than adults, nothing is uncommon." After Chi Jiao finished speaking calmly, and asked Huo Shen to take pictures for evidence, the three of them finally left.

After leaving the morgue, Huo Shen wanted to show An Cheng the photo of his handprint first, and then left first.

Huo Shen left here, Quan Jue lowered his head and glanced at Shen Xing: "Does it have anything to do with you?" ”

Shen Xing rolled his eyes: "Please, don't I want to lose face?" I'm worried about getting my hands dirty when I do it to that kind of woman. ”

"It's better if it's not you. With this handprint, at least it can prove Dad's innocence. After Chi Jiao finished speaking, she and Quan Jue went hand in hand to see Chi Mingwei.

As a result, the two saw An Cheng's serious voice coming from the transcription room where Chi Mingwei was.

"Mr. Chi Mingwei, if you don't cooperate with us like this, we will really detain you as a suspect."

"What's wrong?" Huo Shen came back after giving the photo, opened the door of the transcription room, and looked at Chi Mingwei and An Cheng inside the door.

"The forensic doctor is sure that the deceased has been more than twenty-four hours from the current time of death, but Mr. Chi Mingwei must say that he saw Fang Xiaowei during the day today." An Cheng looked at Chi Mingwei speechlessly, feeling that Chi Mingwei was playing tricks.

How can a dead person meet Chi Mingwei after he dies? That's ridiculous!

Chi Mingwei had a wronged expression: "What I said is true!" I did only meet Fang Xiaowei in the afternoon, and I also talked to her, and I didn't lie. ”

"Fang Xiaowei died last night." An Cheng emphatically repeated, "Mr. Chi Mingwei, the time of death cannot be faked. ”

"I'm telling the truth, if I haven't met her, why am I saying this to arouse suspicion?" Chi Mingwei asked rhetorically.

An Cheng fell silent.

"Officer An, let's record it like this first, and then check it later, don't worry." Huo Shen said.

And Chi Jiao and Quan Jue exchanged glances with each other.