Qinghan used to sell pig blood balls with her sister-in-law, and she was very familiar with the smell of blood.

These ideas are obviously splattered with blood.

Could anyone be here...... Kill chickens, kill pigs, kill ducks?

Soon, Qing Han shook his head and gave up this idea, with such a big yard outside this villa, who would kill chickens and ducks in the basement?

I can kill it in the basement......

Qinghan was just about to get up, when a cold hand suddenly pressed on her shoulder, making her almost jump up in fright.

"What are you thinking?"

It was Mrs. Han's voice, and she stood up lightly and said, "There seems to be some blood here, it was caused by killing chickens, right?" ”

Mrs. Han shook her head and said, "I don't know, my father lived here for a while last year. ”

"Last year? It's cleaned very clean, hasn't anyone lived in it recently? ”

"I don't know about this, maybe my dad lives too? Me and my dad...... Hey, although it was reconciled later, the relationship was not good, and after so many things, there was always some estrangement. ”

Mrs. Han's words were a bit reassuring, and she nodded lightly and said, "I understand, Mrs. Han, it was really difficult for you in the past, but fortunately, now it is finally bright." ”

"How can you say it, Miss Qinghan is not in love, right?"

Light Han shook his head.

"Do you have someone you like?"

"In the past, it was considered to be there, but it was impossible for us to simply let it go, and forget it." Maybe it was because she heard Mrs. Han put her heart at heart, and she also said what was in her heart.

"I see that Mr. policeman just now seems to know Miss Qinghan, and the relationship is quite good."

"That officer An, I'm very familiar, but ...... I didn't feel much for him, like a little brother. ”

"That is, people can't forget the person they liked at the beginning, and I am the same, how can I say it now, everything is fine, but Mr. Han can never come back. He is the first man I love, my husband, we have experienced the life of a poor couple together, we have also taken risks together, we have made a fortune and gone bankrupt, and then he gave me his life in exchange for a good life, this is the end of the mood, right? I can never forget him, no matter how good Mr. Xiao Chen is to me. ”

Qinghan also understood her feelings, patted her arm and said, "People always have to look forward, and Mr. Han also wants to see you happy in the spirit of heaven." ”

"That must be, he would want me to be happy." Mrs. Han muttered to herself.

"Hey, are you looking for food or talking, hurry up, I'm hungry with my chest on my back."

Mrs. Meng's dissatisfied voice came from outside.

Mrs. Han laughed in a low voice: "Although the two of us always quarrel, in fact, I understand her, she is not happy now, she can only find a sense of existence in me, if I don't stimulate her and don't quarrel with her, how can she have a sense of existence." ”

Xiao Han smiled, thinking to himself that the reason for the two of you is really different, is it love and kill each other? Phew, what is the idea.

"It's rice, there's mung beans here, and some grains."

Qing Han was walking in the basement, saying that he was pointing out the location of Mrs. Han's food, but he was actually observing everything in the basement. Whether there are blood spots on the ground and whether there are blood spots in the corners.

Mrs. Han took the basin down, squatted on the ground and put the rice into the basin with both hands.

Qing Han was very strong, and he grabbed a bag and said, "There are still some soybeans here, it seems that your father has lived here recently, and the grain here is very fresh." ”

She moved the bag away, and she let out a cold exclamation, staring at the wall behind the bag, where there was a black and red dot on it. It was clear that it was a trace of blood splattering.

"Are you really killing chickens here?" Light Han pointed to the corner.

Mrs. Han pulled her and said, "It's scary, so much blood, let's go, hurry up, this blood makes me feel very uncomfortable." ”

Yes, the basement was cold, several degrees lower than the outside, and the light was not very good, and there was a large blood stain, which was a little shocking.

The two of them took the rice and hurriedly walked out down the steps.

Not to mention that Qinghan and they were cooking and eating in the villa, Xiao Wu had already transported all the broken body pieces back to the police station. The forensic doctor frowned at the pile of minced meat and said, "This is a little more complete head, but it has also been gnawed by wild dogs, how can this be checked?" ”

"Here, there are obvious knife marks."

Xiao Wu pointed to a trace and said.

"Yes, it's quite deep, but how can I find out the identity of this person?" The forensic doctor lowered his head and picked up a piece of minced meat, examined it and said: "The nutritional status is not bad, the skin is delicate, the flesh and bones are even, not poor, at least they can eat enough." ”

He pulled through the minced meat again and found half of his palm: "The middle finger is a little calloused here, this person ...... Is it the one who holds the pen? ”

The forensic doctor looked at Xiao Wu.

"But there aren't a lot of cocoons." Xiao Wu touched the cocoon.

"Then you used to write and then you didn't write? So what does this do? ”

"A bank clerk, a newspaper reporter, a school teacher can and may have done this."

At this time, Long Sanyu, who had been fighting against the pile of fragments of long robes, suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Don't guess, this person's surname is Han, and his name is Han Zizheng." ”

He waved a half piece of paper soaked in blood, and his tone revealed surprise and a little triumphant: "Boss, hurry up and praise me, I found it, it turns out that there is a hidden bag inside the long shirt, thank God, this hidden bag was not torn by wild dogs." ”

Xiao Wu took the half of the paper, and the forensic doctor also came over to look at it: "Ah, it looks like it was torn from the passbook." ”

The paper had been soaked in blood, and along the light, you could see a small stamp in the blood traces, and if you carefully distinguished, it was a private seal, engraved with three words: Han Zizheng.

This person's name is Han Zizheng?

"Looking for someone named Han Zizheng."

Xiao Wu looked at Long Sanyu. The medical examiner added: "This man is about forty years old, well-nourished, and has been a bank clerk, a teacher, or a journalist, in short, a regular penman. ”

I don't know how many people will be called Han Zizheng, but there will not be too many Han Zizheng who can meet these characteristics.

Xiao Wu had known that this forensic doctor had received money from Zhang Wanhua to stimulate and humiliate Dangui, but he had always pretended not to know about it, just because this forensic doctor was really capable, and no one was perfect, so he just turned a blind eye and forgot it.

Xiao Wu sent someone to investigate a person named Han Zizheng, and on Qinghan's side, the phone bell in the villa suddenly rang.

Mrs. Meng picked up the phone and soon shouted to Mrs. Han: "I'm Zizheng, looking for my sister-in-law." Mrs. Han, your brother-in-law is looking for you. When she said the three words of the little uncle, she deliberately accentuated her tone.

"It's me, what's the matter." Mrs. Han grabbed the phone and lowered her voice, while Mrs. Meng pricked up her ears and listened.

"How do I know? He...... I have someone here, I'll get back to you later. Mrs. Han hurriedly put down the phone, and Mrs. Meng said sourly: "Yo, what is the secret of my uncle and sister-in-law, it is mysterious." ”