It was already a very cold day, and it was even colder in the middle of the night, and he was shivering, and there should be frost outside the window. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Lincoln, the predecessor he assisted, was an old accident, and he had been in this business for nearly ten years, and he complained to him all night, saying that he originally thought that this adjustment should be his rotation, and he never wanted to be replaced by someone else. said that everything in this society now depends on relationships, and it is stipulated that there is a fart, what "eight years of rotation for general jobs, and five years of rotation for leadership positions," there is a fart, and it has not been his turn for ten years, but he has been replaced by a hairy young man who has been working for three years. Go to ****** bullshit **** egg, what kind of pen is he, God knows, it takes most of the day to write a briefing, write a briefing, and find someone else to revise it for him, it's not that this kid can shoot horses, he likes to follow behind that person's ass all day long, burn incense and worship Buddha, alas, this time he finally got the right result.

Lincoln didn't care about his feelings, and croaked at him all night, and his ears didn't calm down. No, just after falling asleep and in a daze, he was going to go up the Soul Breaking Slope again. In fact, he felt the same as Lincoln, this society is too realistic, people who are willing to work and capable are often not pleased, and opportunistic people want to get wind and rain, before and after, always honest people suffer losses, and treacherous and slippery people take advantage everywhere. It's just that at the moment, after Lincoln said this, he couldn't hold it on his face, and secretly screamed that he was aggrieved, and everyone was trying to escape one by one.

At the scene of the accident, the police said that it was on the Broken Soul Slope, but in fact, it was on the uphill slope of the Broken Soul Slope, which was still quite far away from the Broken Soul Slope in the strict sense. Although Jiang Chenghuan is an old criminal policeman, he has not seen criminal crime scenes and dealt with corpses, but he is still quite unfamiliar with the scene of the traffic accident, he got out of the car and stood there, not knowing what to do. Without saying a word, Lincoln parked the police car in the middle of the road about ten meters away from the man lying on the road, and turned on the police lights to show warning. Then he quickly ran over to the man to check on the situation. Lincoln ignored the white-gloved hand and removed the head buried in the ground. Jiang Chenghuan on the side quickly saw that it was a young and beautiful woman, but there was obviously clotted blood on her skull.

Blood had soaked Lincoln's white gloves, but Lincoln did not let go, he placed his other hand on the woman's nose.

"It's out of gas, I guess it's over."

"Passed?" Jiang Chenghuan on the side echoed.

Lincoln didn't answer, the expression was obviously to say, still need to ask, just look at it. Sure enough, the woman's thick black hair was still bleeding out, and the skull should have been fatally wounded.

"Hurry up and set up a cordon, and at the same time feedback 110 to request forensic reinforcements to the scene."

Lincoln issues work deployments. Jiang Chenghuan took out his mobile phone like an apprentice and dialed 110.

Obviously, this is a traffic hit-and-run case. However, the escape case should not be difficult to detect, because public security monitoring has been installed at the entrance of Broken Soul Slope, and it is possible to lock the license plate number of the vehicle and the physical characteristics of the driver who passed by during that time period by viewing the monitoring. The perpetrator probably ignored this factor, causing serious consequences, afraid of taking responsibility for the accident, thinking, anyway, no one knew in the middle of the night, so he simply ran away.

However, new problems followed. Since it is the middle of the night, where is this woman, generally speaking, at this time period, a young woman will not walk alone on such a remote road, unless there is a mental problem. At present, I am afraid that it is not possible to immediately conclude that it is a traffic accident.

"Hey, you can take a picture, you can help take a picture."

Lincoln handed the camera in his hand and handed it over without waiting for him to respond, apparently asking him if it would be just a matter of saying that he would be in charge of the camera. So, he stepped forward and took the camera. Photography is his forte, he studied in school, and during the criminal investigation, he often took pictures, which was a piece of cake for him.

Lincoln handed over the camera, held a clip, and took care of himself as he drew a picture of the scene.

Jiang Chenghuan was busy taking pictures at the scene under the headlights of the police car. Long shots, close photos, azimuth photos, and detailed photos, he took pictures carefully one by one according to the regulations. But just when he was taking a detailed picture of the female corpse, the problem came, he wanted to take a clear picture of the wound on the head, and the head was buried in the ground, so he turned around to the investigation box to get the white gloves, just when he took the white gloves and put them on, held the camera in one hand, and reached over to grab the hair of the female corpse with the other, a strange scene occurred. The woman's eyes opened for a moment, then quickly closed again. He was startled, and his outstretched hand retracted as if it were electrocuted. However, he suddenly couldn't confirm what had just happened, and wondered if it was an illusion, so he reached over again.

Just as his hand grabbed the female corpse's hair and was about to pull it up, the female corpse's eyes opened again. This time, he saw it very clearly, not at all, and, as the eyes were staring at him without blinking, he let go of his hand again. He noticed that the gaze cast by those eyes was depressing, but clear, there was blood in the corners of the eyes, and at that moment he opened them, blood flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

"It's terrible, how can it be like this......"

Jiang Chenghuan thought in his heart, he looked hesitant, and he didn't dare to continue taking pictures, but he didn't dare to tell Lincoln about the scene just now. In fact, he still wondered if he had opened his eyes when he pulled the female corpse's hair, mistakenly thinking that he was opening his eyes. But the crux of the matter is here, Lincoln had never been in such a situation when he was pulling the female corpse by the hair, at that time, he was beside Lincoln, and he could see it clearly.

Soon, Bian Haibo came to the scene, accompanied by trace inspector Zhang Kehua, both of whom cooperated with the scene of the traffic accident. When they saw Jiang Chenghuan, they both smiled in unison. Jiang Chenghuan smiled in both ways, he understood the meaning of the two of them smiling at him, but he didn't say anything more, at this time, I'm afraid that no matter who says anything, it will be redundant.

Bian Haibo took out his dick and squatted next to the female corpse, opened his eyes, shone it with a strong light, checked the wound in his hair again, and pulled his body indiscriminately, and quickly came to a conclusion: death. It was preliminarily determined that the fatal wound was in the skull.

Lincoln carefully inspected the road near the body, and Zhang Kehua helped Lincoln check on the side, but found no obvious brake marks, and unanimously agreed that it was too early to conclude the traffic accident at present, and it was necessary to wait for further verification after the monitoring was obtained. At the moment, it is necessary to give feedback on the case 110. Of course, they must also report the on-site investigation to their respective leaders.

Seeing Lincoln and Bian Haibo, their faces were sad, and when they didn't know what to do next, Bian Haibo stretched out. This is the most relaxed moment for him, because, if he is still in criminal investigation, this should be something he must consider, two, if he is on duty in an accident, it is also something that must be considered, and he is now assisting, cooperating but not helping, he can work without contribution, haha, it is rare to have this leisure.

Bian Haibo saw Jiang Chenghuan's psychology, stepped forward and asked quietly, are you alone so soon? Jiang Chenghuan smiled and shook his head. This was expected by Bian Haibo, so he continued to scold him, I said, look at your ease, you know that you kid is cheap. When Jiang Chenghuan heard him say this, he suddenly remembered the scene just now, and couldn't help but quietly ask him, it's really strange, the female corpse opened her eyes dignifiedly, don't you say it's strange? When Bian Haibo heard him say this, he immediately said, heh, you kid, you are so beautiful.

Jiang Chenghuan heard him say this, and he didn't smile, and he didn't know what he meant for a while, and he was there. (To be continued.) )