"Xing Yi, I need your explanation."

Qiao Qianwen looked at Qin Shiyu, who seemed to have little normal intelligence on the sofa at home, and had a headache.

Qin Shiyun's sister and him and that Fu Zhiheng don't seem to be as simple as high school classmates

"Qin Shiyu is Shiyun's younger sister, and she had a serious illness when she was a child. So, burn out the brain. ”

"What about Qin Shiyun?" Qiao Qianwen looked at him.

"She's dead. A year ago, fire. ”

His tone was tepid, making it impossible to hear what his emotions were, but Qiao Qianwen still caught a trace of gloom in his eyes.

The news of Qin Shiyun's death was still a bit shocking to her, after all, people had invited her to drink coffee once.

Xing Yi and Qin Shiyun were born of love at the beginning, and Xing Yi took Qin Shiyun with him when he went to the United States.

"She, died in the United States?" She asked cautiously.

"Well, but she died because of me." When he spoke, he was unusually calm, just kept looking at Qin Shiyu who was playing happily on the sofa.

Qiao Qianwen didn't ask any more. No matter what the reason was, the woman named Qin Shiyun was already dead, and it was forever imprinted in his heart. For her now, it may be a little helpless.

"It's not because she's dead." Xing Yi saw the clue between her eyebrows and eyes, and looked at her seriously, "Some feelings are flat, but they slowly melt into your heart, and after reminiscing, you feel more and more beautiful." I'm glad I had you into my life in the first place. In whatever ridiculous way, at least I got to know you. ”

"I owe something to them." Xing Yi sank his eyes and looked at her, "No matter what others are like, how they used to be. Now, I just hope you understand me. There are some things that I'll tell you slowly in the future, okay. ”

His eyes were full of deep sorrow that could not be dissolved, and it seemed that he had said something from the past, which was a very courageous thing for him.

"Hmm." She hesitated for a moment, then reached out to smooth his frowning brow, "Now, I can wait." ”

He finally smiled and put his hand around her waist.

Qin Shiyu on the sofa put down the toy in his hand and suddenly covered his eyes,

"Brothers and sisters hug each other, poetry can't be seen."

Qiao Qianwen pushed Xing Yi away with a smile and came to squat down in front of her. The girl in front of her was petite, with a lovely face, living like a doll, who would have thought that such a lovely person would be a fool.

"Your name is Qin Shiyu?" She spoke softly and took the hand off her eye.

"yes." Qin Shiyu smiled and handed her a red pony puppet, "This one is for you." Your beautiful sister, Shiyu loves beautiful things and people. ”

"Thank you." Qiao Qianwen looked at her, and for some reason she slowly became happy in her heart.

Such a weak girl, Xing Yi was so fierce to her just now.

Thinking about it, there was a ringing in my ears.

Qiao Qianwen looked behind her, Xing Yi picked up the phone, and the expression on her face instantly became serious.

"The case?" She raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Well, Yang Yi called, it's a new case."

This morning, Room 705, Unit 1, Building B, Fu'anju Community,

Feng Huairen, a professor of psychiatric psychology at the 13th Hospital, and his wife both died in their living room, and their deaths were tragic. The couple have a son who is still studying in the UK. The two were found by Uncle Chen, who delivered newspapers in the community.

Towards noon, they arrived at the scene in the pouring rain.

However, they should be glad that the crime scene is not an open place, and the chaotic scene shows that the murderer did not deliberately tidy up the scene, which should also be fortunate for them.

"The deceased Feng Huairen, male, fifty years old this year, and the deceased Du Li, female, thirty-five years old Chinese New Year's Eve."

Yang Yi finished reading the information of the deceased on the screen without any emotional fluctuations.

Depending on the degree of change in the bodies, the time of their death should have been last night

The smell of blood filled the room with the humidity of a rainy day.

Qiao Qianwen folded her arms and frowned slightly as she looked at the blood splattered on the ground.

"What did you find?" Xing Yi turned to her.

"Polarized," she said, looking up at him, "the man's body was lying on the ground, and there was no good place on his body, and the different sizes of the wounds showed that he had been attacked with various tools before he died. But the wound is not fatal. It shows that the murderer seems to hate the male deceased more, and the female deceased is just an add-on. ”

"Look at the female corpse again." She turned to an ordinary computer desk swivel chair not far from the male corpse, "The female corpse was not beaten, only a strangulation mark on her neck for the time being. ”

"The cause of death of the deceased?" He furrowed his brow slightly.

"The female deceased was strangled with a rope, and the murderer ended her death very quickly. The male deceased had been excessively beaten, but the dense wound was a bloody hole in the neck. She crouched down, and the bloody hole in the corpse's neck became clearer.

"It should be a sharp weapon, the slender kind, what exactly it is is still waiting for me to go back and investigate further."

Xing Yi nodded and beckoned to Yang Yi,

"Call someone and bring the body back."

"Yes."

As soon as Yang Yi came out, he took a look at Deng Ming, who was hurrying in.

"Boss, Yan Yusheng is here."

"Well, let him in." Xing Yi lowered his eyes slightly, "Yang Yi, wait for him to finish reading." ”

After a while, Yan Yusheng carefully stepped into the scene.

Xing Yi and Qiao Qianwen invariably noticed the heavy dark circles under his eyes that couldn't even be covered by the frames of his glasses.

Yan Yusheng glanced back at them lightly and put down the small toolbox in his hand.

"Let's go."

He then took out all kinds of tools from the box, and then walked from the living room to the bedroom, from the bedroom to the kitchen and bathroom, and observed the corpse by the way, and then packed up his things and looked at the two.

"Do you need me to give you a rough recreation of the scene?"

As he spoke, the four fully dressed forensic office personnel who followed Yang Yi in carefully carried the two bodies away.

"Yes." Xing Yi looked at him lightly.

Yan Yusheng continued,

That night, the murderer came here alone, did not pick the lock, but entered the room smoothly. Judging from the scene, there is no trace of the victim's resistance, but most of them are left by the murderer who abused the victim. It is believed that some means were used to control the two people, and the female deceased was tied to the chair with transparent glue, and the chair of the female deceased should have been in this position at that time. ”

Yan Yusheng moved the chair under the headlight in the living room along a scratch on the ground that was not very obvious. "The male deceased should have been lying on the ground injured, and the murderer let the female deceased face the scene of her husband being violently beaten."

Qiao Qianwen frowned slightly, "But judging from their faces, there don't seem to be any traces of adhesive tape." ”

"So, the murderer should not have been afraid of them screaming, but wanted to talk to the two of them." Xing Yi crossed his arms.

Yan Yusheng straightened up and looked at them, "It's worth mentioning that all the furniture in this room, from knives to remote controls, as long as it can be used for attacks, has been used to torture the male deceased." ”

"There are other results, which I will present in a written report later." Yan Yusheng dropped a sentence and picked up the suitcase, turned around and left.

"He's, what's wrong?" Qiao Qianwen was a little strange.

"Obviously, the desire after the meat is opened."

Qiao Qian's eyes squinted at him.

He knows him well, huh?

Forensic room, unplaning room.

"Have you washed the film?"

Qiao Qian's muffled voice passed to Yu Meng through the filter mask.

"Here comes the wash." Yu Meng turned around to take the pieces in the bag and fixed them on the light box.

"Hmm." After Qiao Qianwen took the knife and smoothly cut open the table of the female corpse, she handed the knife to Yu Meng, and came to the light box to check the X-rays of the two corpses.

"I just took a brief look, and the female corpse doesn't seem to have any internal injuries except for the strangulation marks on her neck and a slight break in her neck." Yu Meng said.

"The killer didn't spend a lot of time with Dooley." Qiao Qianwen took down the X-ray of the male corpse on the light box, "In comparison, Feng Huairen suffered more pain before his death. ”

Four rib fractures, a comminuted fracture of the left forearm, a slight crack in the skull, and a percussion fracture on the tibia

After being irradiated by the X-ray, it was more clearly revealed that there was a slender hole on Feng Huairen's neck that was ten centimeters deep.

"This wound is long and thin, it must be an awl, right?" Yu Meng looked up at the X-ray in Qiao Qian's hand.

"The wound pierced by an awl is not so irregular." Feng Huairen's wound was slender and somewhat irregular, and the murderer accurately stabbed his carotid artery from the outside and quickly pulled it out.

"Black shadows?" Qiao Qianwen frowned slightly. X-rays showed that there appeared to be a black object in the wound on Feng Huairen's neck.

She then picked up the scalpel and came to Feng Huairen's corpse, carefully cut along the hole in his neck, and accurately used tweezers to pinch out an irregular black hard object at the bottom of the wound.

"This is a heel spike?" Qiao Qianwen was a little stunned.

"Heel spikes?" Yu Meng hurriedly leaned over.

"Stiletto heel spikes."

"Do you mean the murderer, a woman?" Yu Meng's face was full of surprise, "Did she trample Feng Huairen to death with high heels?" ”

"It should be." This result is also a bit unbelievable to her. Beat a middle-aged strong man like Feng Huairen like this, is it actually a woman?

"But how does a woman control a couple in the prime of life?" Yu Meng was puzzled.

"Is the blood test report out?" She asked instead.

"Well, I'll take a look." Yu Meng trotted out of the autopsy room, and came back with a list after a while.

"How?"

"The blood test says they have a lot of lidocaine in their blood."

Lidocaine is a very good local anesthetic, it is a derivative of cocaine, but there is no hallucinogenic and addictive component of cocaine.

These drugs are not effective when taken orally because they are injected into the bloodstream

"Mengmeng, look for pinholes." After Qiao Qianwen finished speaking, she leaned down and looked at Feng Huairen's corpse carefully.

Sure enough, a suspected pinhole was found in his neck near his ear.

"Sister Qiao, here." At the same time, Yu Meng also found it. The pinhole on Du Li's body is also close to the back of the ear.

In this way, it's all in order.

The murderer first anesthetized the couple with a certain dose of needle, then tortured them, and finally killed them.

Feng Huairen's death time preceded Du Li, so after the murderer tortured and killed Feng Huairen first, he immediately dealt with Du Li

At this moment, there was a knocking sound from the thick glass of the dissecting room.

"Deng Ming?"

Qiao Qianwen chuckled and watched Yu Meng take off her gloves and mask and trot out the door. After a while, he poked his head in again.

"Sister Qiao, Captain Xing has called you to conference room 206."

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