Chapter 185: Qiu Min's death, the Xiao family fell 1

At eight o'clock in the morning, Luo Caiming, who had just woken up, received a notice from the National Academy: temporarily cancel the exchange and study of various colleges.

When Luo Caiming was still surprised, the doorbell rang, she got up and put on a coat on her body to open the door, and it was actually a sea of dogs standing outside the door.

"What's wrong, Xiaohai?" Luo Caiming asked, seeing that the boy in front of her, who loved to laugh the most, was actually a little sad at this time, and she suddenly felt a bad premonition in her heart.

"Teacher Luo, you have received a notice from the school." Inuhai pursed his lips and looked at Luo Caiming with both eyes.

Luo Caiming nodded, frowning, is there anything wrong with this?

"The security guards patrolling the school this morning found that Chairman Qiu Min was killed in the office, and now the scene has been cordoned off for investigation." Inukai said, looking unpredictable.

Luo Caiming was shocked, his eyes widened and he looked at the young man in front of him, Chairman Qiu Min of Inuhai Haikou also gave them a speech on stage yesterday, today, this happened too suddenly, and it was killed by someone, and she was inexplicably shocked into a cold sweat behind her.

"How's it going?" Luo Caiming swallowed his saliva and asked as calmly as possible.

Inukai shook his head and said, "I also just found out, Mr. Luo, I'll go first." ”

Let's say it, Inukai turned around and left, Luo Caiming couldn't ask a word, because she saw a deep sadness in the back of the young man.

At this time, a cordon had been set up outside the chairman's office, and uniformed policemen stood outside, and the inside was also full of uniformed policemen.

The whole school is now in a state of suspension, teachers are in the office, and students are all staying in the dormitory, and they are not allowed to go out of the dormitory without permission.

"The corpse has already appeared corpse spots, the mandibular joint and upper limbs have been mortised, and it is initially presumed that he has been dead for three to five hours, so it is said that the deceased was killed between two and three o'clock this morning." A middle-aged man with slightly silver-gray hair wearing rubber gloves said that he was not wearing a uniform and that he should be a forensic doctor or laboratory officer.

As he spoke, the man pointed to a few obvious corpse spots to the young men around him who were recording with notebooks in their hands.

"There are a total of five stab wounds on the deceased's body, the most dangerous is the one on the chest, the murder weapon is still inserted in the chest, but because we don't know how long this dagger is, we can't predict how many centimeters it pierced into the chest, it is very likely to be directly into the heart, but I think the fatal wound should be the back of the head, you see that this part of his occipital bone has been deeply sunken, and the amount of bleeding is also the most of all the wounds, even more than all the knife wounds on the deceased's body." The middle-aged man stood behind Qiu Min's corpse, still lying in an office chair, his head tilted back, his eyes staring at the ceiling.

"The forensics collection is over, let's take the body back to the laboratory for examination." Finally, the middle-aged man raised his hand and waved his hand outside the room, indicating that the person who was surprised to come in.

Then a few people walked in from the outside one after another, carrying stretchers in their hands.

Just as the police were moving Qiu Min's body, a very inconspicuous object rolled off his body and fell under the table.

"I'll leave it to you, Officer Han." The middle-aged man took off the rubber gloves in his hand and said to the tall man who had just walked into the scene with a kind smile.

"Good work, become a teacher." The man who is called Officer Han is Han Xing, the captain of the Serious Crime Team.

Then the middle-aged man left the scene with the young men behind him.

"Did you find anything, Xiao Zhang?" Han Xing walked up to a short man and asked, frowning as he looked at the blood-stained chair in front of him.

Han Xing's gaze was almost entirely soaked in blood on the desk, and although the blood had dried up and turned dark red, he could still see clearly what was written on it.

"The green mountains have no ink and thousands of autumn paintings, and the flowing water has strings and ten thousand guqins, and this word is really well written." Han Xing's eyes were full of admiration, and he sighed in his heart, but he used to be a bad language, and he couldn't think of any adjectives to describe this character.

"Go find out who wrote this." Han Xing always felt that this case had something to do with this character.

Han Xing imagined the situation at that time, the victim Qiu Min was looking at the word in his hand intently, the murderer was standing behind or next to the victim, holding the murder weapon in his hand, it should be a relatively thick and hard thing, and smashed it into the back of the victim's head without the victim paying attention, the skull was relatively hard, and if it didn't work, it might be smashed a few more times, and then the victim's body fell on the desk, and just as the word was pressed under the victim's body, the blood naturally flowed onto it, Then the murderer may be looking for something in the office and no longer care about the victim's condition, and later found that the victim was not dead, got up from the desk and opened his eyes to look at him, he took out the dagger he carried with him and stabbed the victim's body, and finally feared that this situation would happen again, so he stabbed the dagger directly into the heart, and the victim's physical phenomenon was paralyzed on the office chair, but it is also possible that the murderer was abused, and after the corpse's preference, he took something and smashed the back of the victim's head. Paralyzed his body on an office chair and abused.

"What the hell is it, it's very possible that the dagger was carried around, but it's too cumbersome to carry a heavy and hard thing with you, maybe it was a temporary idea after seeing something." Han Xing muttered, his eyes wandering around the office, looking for a target that met his definition.

Finally, his eyes were attracted by a black inkstone placed on the cabinet next to the desk, Han Xing raised his foot and walked to the side of the cabinet, he took out gloves and put them on his hand before picking up the inkstone.

"It's heavy." The moment Han Xing got the inkstone, his hand sank, and then sighed, the pure black inkstone in front of him is a little different from the ordinary inkstone, Han Xing has never seen the inkstone before, he only knows that it is used when grinding, and it has appeared on TV, but it is not as thick as the inkstone in his hand, and it is not so heavy.

Then Han Xing stood behind the office chair with the inkstone, and raised the inkstone with his right hand high and waved it towards the position under the office chair.

"Captain, what are you doing?" As soon as Xiao Zhang, who came back from inquiry, entered the door, he saw his captain holding a black object in his hand and smashing it down.

Han Xing was a little embarrassed in his heart, smiled and said that it was okay, put the inkstone back on the cabinet, and was about to leave, when out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the white gloves on the hand that he had taken the inkstone, stained with a faint red.

"Xiao Zhang, give this to the laboratory department and let them check if there is a blood reaction." Han Xing's eyes flashed, and he put the inkstone into the bag used for evidence collection and handed it to Xiao Zhang.

Xiao Zhang didn't know why the captain did this, but he didn't ask much, turned around and handed it to the laboratory outside the door.

"Can you find out who wrote that picture?" Han Xing took off the gloves on his hand, pinned them to his waist casually, walked from the inside of the room to the outside, and lit a cigarette, although there were obvious traces of wiping blood on the ground, the smell of blood was still very strong, making his chest a little stuffy.

"I found out, it was written by a student named Mo Zishu at the exchange meeting held in Han Academy yesterday." Xiao Zhang nodded and told Han Xing what he had investigated.

"Still a student, from this school?" Han Xing was a little surprised, although he was not a calligraphy enthusiast, he could still see that this handwriting required a certain amount of skill to be able to write.

"No, they came to the exchange college from country H and now live in the presidential suite on the top floor of the 'Sweet hotel chain.' Zhang shook his head.

"Okay, the situation is clearer, now let's go and invite her over." Han Xing smiled and nodded, a hint of deep thought flashed in his eyes.

Han Xing gave a few words to another policeman and went to the 'Sweet Hotel Chain' with Xiao Zhang.

At this time, Mo Zishu also learned about the murder of Chairman Qiu Min, and her heart did not fluctuate much.

"Tuk-tuk." There was a knock on the door of the room, and Mo Zishu raised her eyes to look at the door, not planning to pay attention to it.

But after a while, the knock on the door rang out again.

Mo Zishu got up from the tatami mat and walked to open the door, but she was quite surprised by the person who came.

"Hello, are you Mo Zishu's classmate?" Han Xing asked politely, his eyes still flashing a hint of surprise when he saw the face of the girl in front of him.

Mo Zishu nodded indifferently, without the slightest desire to know what they were doing here.

"We are policemen, and there are some questions about the murder of Qiu Min, the chairman of the National Academy, and I would like to ask you Mo." Han Xing and Xiao Zhang showed off their police, officials, and certificates, and said with a hint of seriousness on their expressions.

Mo Zishu narrowed her eyes, her deep eyes were full of suspicion and danger, she really couldn't think of what the murder of Chairman Qiu Min had to do with her, and she actually had a problem to ask her for advice.

"Sister Mo, what's wrong with you?" At this time, He Jia suddenly walked out of her room, and she could see two people in police uniforms standing in front of Sister Mo's door, surrounding Sister Mo, and her heart suddenly became anxious.

"What are you going to do?" He Jia ran towards Mo Zishu, squeezed Han Xing and Xiao Zhang away, stretched out her arms to protect Mo Zishu behind her, and looked at the two people in front of her vigilantly, as if they would harm her Sister Mo at any time.

"Don't be excited, this classmate, we don't do anything, we just want to ask classmate Mo a few questions." Han Xing was a little helpless about this scene in front of him, he was obviously a policeman in uniform, whether the people's public servant was good or not, how could he have a feeling of being a bad person when he arrived in front of this little girl.

"Please tell her what she does, aren't you policemen, don't you know about the investigation, and what does it have to do with my sister Mo." He Jia looked resolute and resolutely disagreed with what Han Xing and Xiao Zhang said.

Han Xing and Xiao Zhang were choked and speechless.

"Jiajia, I'll go with them, and I'll be back in a while." Mo Zishu, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke at this time, and she patted He Jia's shoulder to reassure He Jia.