Chapter 2

An An stared at me and said, how did I go to Hualou in broad daylight? My daughter-in-law was right behind and was about to tear me apart on the spot. If it weren't for Qiao Zhutou to testify to me, we would have gone to Hualou to investigate the case, and my family would have changed. The one who really wanted to cry without tears, glanced sideways at Qingqing, who was still searching for possible clues, "How did Qingqing teach An An?" How could An An look at me and know that I went to Hualou, and I didn't smell of fat powder on my body? ”

"How do I know, I asked, Qingqing said it was a trace. As long as you have done it, it will definitely leave a trace. Qiao Dayong sighed lightly and looked at his daughter inside.

"Then you didn't ask the little fat man?" Xiao Cui asked hurriedly.

"Don't ask! Ask the little fat man, he can start from when he is one year old, you say, these two babies in our family, one is too shy to talk, and the other is not like talking, alas! Fortunately, I didn't give birth to the chatterbox. Qiao Dayong sighed, but later, when he thought that the talkative An An was not his son, he felt much better.

"Traces! Also, she seems to be able to see all the traces that we can't see, and the important thing is that she can think of taking the traces down and using them as evidence. Simon nodded.

"This is a daughter! Joe Head! The officer's face was still twitching.

Qiao Dayong didn't speak, and stomped on his instep.

The official didn't dare to jump his feet, because he was dressed in a snow-white blue and walked to the inside of the room door, but pointed at Xiao Cui and Xiao Ya, "You guys be careful, carry these two people out, you know the rules!" ”

"Yes!" Xiao Cui nodded hurriedly, put cotton foot covers and gloves on his feet, but didn't bring a single frame, so he went in with his bare hands. The people in the mortuary were just outside the door, preparing single shelves and black cloth bags.

They had rehearsed countless times before, and the two of them lifted the person one by one, over the place where the green and green had been marked, and went to the door, before putting the person in the black bag on the single shelf. Because the corpse is moved at the scene with a single frame, there must be a place to place the single frame, and then put the corpse and the injured on the single frame, and there will be traces on the scene.

Qingqing didn't change her clothes, she just stood on the side, waiting for both of them to be carried out, and then she re-entered the scene to re-observe the blood stains on the ground.

"See what?" Ximen Kai finally came in wearing socks, gloves, and a mask. This is Qingqing's request, and no trace of the investigators must be left now.

"The one who didn't die should be the first witness at the scene of the crime, and it is possible to see the murderer; The fat man was the owner of the house, and on the surface he was supposed to be a businessman, but he was not; The young man was supposed to live in this courtyard, he was dressed in civilian clothes, and his shoes were not properly dressed. It should have heard something and rushed in, and the fat man instinctively asked for help and pounced on him, so both of them had their heads towards the door. ”

Qingqing had just scratched the fallen figure on the ground with a tailor's scratch powder, and the blood on the ground was about to coagulate, looking half white and half blood-colored on the ground, which was terrifying.

"Go and find out the net worth of the young man!" Simon opened and roared.

The one who had just complained went out with a small book.

"Can you see how the murderer committed the murder?" Ximen Kai asked cautiously.

"There are a few bloody footprints here, and there is a pause here, and there is no see, indicating that when the deceased came, the young man was holding him; And the young man's arms have blood stains on the upper ends, and there is no reason below. Qingqing got up and put her hands forward, palms up, elbows outward, a typical gesture of picking up people.

Ximen Kai thought about it, and the young man just now did fall in this situation: "So he caught it here, and the murderer rushed over and knocked down the young man with a palm, so the two of them fell to the ground together?" ”

"It's pretty much the same, but the footprints of the young man and the fat man are very clear, but the footprints of the third man are almost negligible. He should be a very dexterous man. Qingqing said as she raised her head and swept the crowd one by one.

"How did the fat man die?" Simon nodded, not bothering to ask why.

"I have to ask for this, but I have to ask for so much blood, judging from the viscosity and amount of blood, it should have pierced the artery and bled to death." Qingqing flipped to the page of the corpse at the scene and pointed to the record she had just made.

"What does that viscosity have to do with the amount of bleeding?" Qiao Dayong was stunned for a moment, and he also came in, with a cloth cover on his feet, a little puzzled.

"Viscosity is time! When the blood flows out of the body, it slowly becomes viscous, and the time it takes for the blood to flow out of the body can be estimated from the viscosity. Time plus blood, isn't everything obvious? Qingqing dipped a little blood in her gloves and rubbed her fingers to show her father.

Qiao Dayong looked at Ximen Kai: "Do you understand?" ”

"Isn't that obvious?" Ximen raised his eyebrows, smirked at Qiao Dayong, and turned to Qingqing, "Can you see the murderer?" ”

"The young man was very strong, and the calluses on the fat man's hands showed that he was not an ordinary businessman. It should be extraordinary to be able to kill a fat man so easily, and then stun a strong and powerful young man. Wait for the young man to wake up, and you can try your skills. Of course, from the pretend, you can see the style of the murder weapon, and you can also find out the direction. Her voice was cold and clear, "Dad, have someone bring the ladder in and go around the place I marked." ”

"What do you do with a ladder?" Qiao Dayong is different from Ximen Kai, he likes to ask, although he can't understand it.

"There are only three people's footprints on the ground, of course, the third one is very shallow, and they all only have front palm prints, so they should be people with good light skills." Qingqing looked up at the large exposed beam.

Qiao Dayong hurriedly asked someone to send the ladder in, Qingqing climbed up carefully, and of course pointed to the west gate by the way, "Don't jump, make a mess, you are the murderer!" ”

Ximen Kai was originally going to show off his light skills, but he was stopped by Qingqing in time, and his face was stupid.

No matter how high the shop is, it is impossible to clean the large beams of the room, which are covered with dust. Sure enough, in addition to the two footprints on the beam, there is also a left hand print, which was left when he was used to hold the vertical beam. On the large black plaster, the surrounding area is all gray and white, and there is a clear palm print and footprint in the middle. Carefully remove the blot, wrap it in oiled paper, and write the place where it was collected.

When I came down, the silk coating still made my feet slip. Of course, she was caught by Ximen Kai very handsomely.

"Thank you, I'll come, I'll come." Qiao Datong immediately took his daughter over and carefully put it on the open space, "Qingqing, are you okay?" ”

"No, Lord Simon, you ruined the scene!" Qingqing, who was wrapped in his whole body, took a deep breath, finished his thoughts, and then turned his head to stare at Ximen Kai's feet.

Ximen Kai looked down at his feet, and wanted to jump up but was stopped by Qingqing.

"Don't move, you will, the more it gets messy."