Long Zihan said: "Mobei has a private matter and withdrew from the investigation of this case. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Liu Yuanheng looked at Long Zihan suspiciously, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

However, Zhao Xiaohu, who has always been careless, was not so sensitive, and just thought that Mo Bei really had something to do and couldn't participate in the investigation, so he said a few words of pity and didn't say anything more.

Chaoyang Village is not big, it is not small, in addition to most of the houses, there are also some shops related to clothing, food, housing and transportation. It is by no means easy to investigate, and it is not possible to produce results in a short period of time.

So much so that Long Zihan didn't bring Chu Yi and De Luca, and when he was in need, it was too late to call back and ask them to come to the rescue.

When they came to Chaoyang Village, everyone was divided into groups in twos and threes, looking for clues.

Zhao Xiaohu followed Long Zihan's side, observing as he walked.

Walking through a few small alleys and seeing every household, Zhao Xiaohu said: "Chaoyang Village is accessible in all directions, and almost every alley can lead to the avenue outside, and the flow of people is very large. However, it is indeed unimpeded to go to those 6 brick-throwing sites. ”

Long Zihan nodded and said, "I have an intuition, we will definitely find clues here." ”

I don't know how long I walked, Long Zihan suddenly found a pile of bricks around the corner.

"This brick ......"

These bricks are clearly identical to the bricks found at the scene of the crime this morning, and under this pile of bricks, there is a bag of lime pressed, so that the bricks on top are sticking with some lime.

Zhao Xiaohu said with some surprise: "Long Shao!"

Long Zihan looked up and looked ahead, the wall courtyard of the house in front of him was broken, and these were probably used to repair the wall courtyard.

Long Zihan walked in and saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl working in the yard with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

The girl's cheeks and forehead were covered with about a dozen acne grains, and the mature ones had been squeezed out and had scabbed.

Long Zihan greeted with a smile: "Little brother, little sister, are the adults in your family at home?"

The girl suddenly pulled the boy over, blocked the boy with her body, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

And at the moment when she stretched out her hand, Long Zihan found that there were bruises of varying degrees on her arms and calves.

Long Zihan took out his police ID card and said, "I'm a policeman, not a bad guy." ”

Then, Long Zihan pointed to his face and said to the girl: "Let me tell you, the acne on the face can't be squeezed, it will leave a scar." It's not beautiful if you have a scar on your face!"

The little girl did not let down her guard because of Long Zihan's identity and his teasing tone.

She said: "My dad went out and hasn't come back yet, and it's just me and my brother at home. What are you going to do?"

Long Zihan said: "We just want to ask you a few questions, little sister, tell me, what is your name?"

The girl replied, "My name is Chang Xi, and my brother Chang Fu!"

"And what's your dad's name?"

The girl said, "My father's name is Chang Qing. ”

Long Zihan asked again, "When will your father come back?"

Seeing Long Zihan going around, the girl directly pierced the window paper, and said straight to the point: "What is the matter with you? My mother has been dead for more than two years, and my father is not at home almost every day, so ask me something."

Being choked by the little girl like this, Long Zihan couldn't help but feel a little funny.

He asked, "Is that pile of bricks outside your house?"

The girl replied, "Yes, my father's father said that he was going to repair the wall, but he never had the money to buy lime, so he kept piling it at the door." ”

"You ......"

Without waiting for Long Zihan to ask, Liu Yuanheng suddenly appeared, panting and said, "Long Shao, great, you are here, I finally found you." We found a corpse!"

"What?"

In a village house that looked like it had been uninhabited for a long time, a man was lying on the ground.

The man was stuck diagonally into his left neck with a bamboo strip about 3 centimeters long, dead and covered in blood, and there were signs of a fight at the scene.

Not far away, there was a pile of scattered wooden sticks and bamboo sticks piled on the ground, about the length of the deceased's neck, which should have been used by the owner of the house to make a fire.

Presumably, the murderer should have taken a bamboo stick and inserted it into the deceased during the fight, causing his death.

Long Zihan inspected the corpse and said, "Notified the forensic department?"

Liu Yuanheng nodded and said, "I have already sent someone to pick it up, it should be there in a while......"

When Chu and De Luca arrived, they immediately examined the body.

"The deceased was probably between 30 and 35 years old, the time of death was about three hours, and the murder weapon was 29 years long. 3 cm bamboo strips. The bamboo strip was inserted from the left neck of the deceased, passed through the neck, and ended under the skin of the right shoulder blade. The deceased had fought with people before his death and had multiple injuries on his body. There are granular, powdery foreign bodies between the nails. ”

Hearing Chu Yiren's judgment, Long Zihan asked, "Is there a fingerprint on the bamboo strip?"

The Chuyi said, "Yes, it has been collected. In addition, the deceased's teeth were very badly stained, which should have been caused by long-term smoking and not paying attention to his teeth, and there were food residues in the gaps between his teeth. As for what it is, we will only know after the dissection. ”

At this time, the village house gathered a lot of people to watch the excitement.

Long Zihan looked at Liu Yuanheng and ordered, "You go over and inquire and see if anyone knows the owner of this house or the deceased." ”

"Yes!" Liu Yuanheng turned around and walked out of the village house.

Long Zihan looked at the messy room, imagining the state of the deceased when he fought with people in the house before his death, while looking for clues.

As his gaze rested on the window, he called, "Yiren!"

"Huh?"

Long Zihan said: "That piece of glass ......"

I saw that there was a piece of glass on the glass that he was pointing to that seemed to have been wiped with his hands.

Chu Yiren walked over, looked at it carefully, and said, "I'm afraid I can't just collect fingerprints!"

Subsequently, the Chuyi took a fingerprint and a forehead mark from the glass.

Long Zihan said: "Looking at the fingerprints left on the bamboo strips and glass, it is fundamentally different, could it be that when the murderer committed the murder, he was seen?"

Long Zihan looked at the forehead print, and the facial features of a person suddenly flashed in his mind.

He asked, "Yiren, what is this dot-shaped mark on the forehead?"

"It may be a pigmented mole, a wound, acne, ......"

Long Zihan frowned slightly, and said, "Acne?"

He remembered that the pair of siblings he had seen before, the place on the forehead of the elder sister, had an acne.

"Long Shao, this is an old man from Chaoyang Village, there are no people I don't know in Basic Mountain, I brought him to identify the body. ”