The technician took an autopsy report from the side and handed it to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao took the autopsy report and looked up.

"The deceased Cao Jie, male, 29 years old, was identified as a ruptured and hemorrhagic arachnia caused by blunt object striking the skull, the surface of the skull was radially fractured, and there was a concussion injury near the left occipital bone."

Lin Yao looked at the autopsy report and muttered while reading it.

"Yes."

The technician nodded, then said:

"And. Officer Lim. Through the examination of the wounds of the deceased, I think there is something strange about the murder weapon used by the murderer."

"Oh? What's so strange?"

Lin Yao looked at him suspiciously and asked.

Immediately afterwards, the technician took a photo of the deceased's wound and a sketch of the murder weapon he drew hand-drawn from the side, and handed it to Lin Yao.

Lin Yao and Yao Jin stared at his sketch.

The technician explained:

"I think the murder weapon should be a hammer in general. But it's not exactly a hammer, it feels like one. Very soft hammer."

"A very soft hammer?"

Yao Jin couldn't help frowning after hearing this, and asked rhetorically,

"Is there such a thing?"

"Yes."

The staff nodded, confirming their speculation.

He then continued:

"Through the relevant tests, we were able to determine that the time of death of the deceased was around 10:40 a.m."

"10:40?"

Lin Yao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly at this time, and then asked:

"Aren't we downstairs at this time?"

"In other words, the murderer killed the deceased in front of the crowd and the police downstairs, and then escaped from the secret room?"

"Well, so to speak."

The technician nodded.

Yao Jin immediately said:

"It's too difficult, do you think the deceased committed suicide?"

As soon as Yao Jin's question came out, the technician immediately shook his head, and then said:

"No, based on the force of the wound, it is impossible to commit suicide."

"Including this photo he posted on the forum, I have compared it with the photo of the deceased at the scene, and it is completely consistent, ruling out the possibility that the photo is fake."

"Hmm"

Lin Yao nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at Yao Jin and asked:

"By the way, Yao Jin, I asked you to contact the management of the forum and ask if it is sent regularly, what do they say?"

Yao Jin immediately said:

"I've already asked, they've checked it in the background, and this message is either sent on a regular basis, or in real time."

"There is also a positioning problem, and they can also find out in the background, it was sent near Bai Ling's residence."

Lin Yao's eyes stared ahead, and he said in a deep voice:

"That is the case. The murderer killed the dead right under our noses."

"His post was sent at 10:49, and when we found out, we rushed in and broke down the door, and it took a total of six minutes."

Yao Jin immediately said:

"But in this case, the murderer quickly ran out of the bathroom fence at this time, and it was also in time. His movements should be sharp."

….

As soon as he finished speaking, the technician shook his head and said:

"Yesterday we inspected the bathroom, and then there were traces of dust rubbing off the fence and toilet tank, but we checked the outside of the windowsill and there was no sign of anyone passing by."

"So we can be sure that the killer didn't pass through the bathroom window."

Yao Jin was stunned for a moment, and asked with some surprise:

"So, didn't the killer come in and run away from the bathroom?"

Originally, yesterday he saw that Lin Yao found traces of the bathroom, thinking that he had found the murderer's way to enter the secret room.

But now it seems that it was wrong!

Lin Yao also frowned at this time.

The result came as a bit of a surprise to him.

Immediately after that, the technician said:

"Let's not talk about whether there are traces on the windowsill outside, just talk about the gaps between the fences, even if the murderer bends the fences, it is difficult to get in and out of an adult from the inside."

"If you want to say that, you can't say for sure."

Yao Jin immediately retorted when he heard this,

"Some people are able to shrink their bones and pass through very narrow spaces."

"By the way, according to legend, isn't Brother Yao just able to shrink his bones, and he can shrink this huge body to about 1.8 meters, is it true, Brother Yao? I've heard them say that before."

Lin Yao looked at Yao Jin, raised his eyebrows and said:

"I said brother, don't take me as an example at this time, okay?"

"Oh, okay, okay, I just remembered it all of a sudden."

Yao Jin hurriedly said with a smile.

After Lin Yao and the others studied in the technical squadron, they had no clue for a while, so they had to return to the team for the time being.

After going back, Zhang Haiyang was organizing everyone to discuss.

After seeing Lin Yao and the two of them come back, he hurriedly asked:

"Kobayashi, have you gone to the technical squadron?"

"Yes."

"How did it turn out?"

Afterwards, Lin Yao told him about the situation.

After saying that, everyone fell silent.

A moment later, a middle-aged criminal policeman named He Sheng spoke:

"Is it possible that the murderer was in the room until we broke down the door and ran out?"

After his words were finished, Yao Jin immediately said:

"Impossible, Brother He, you weren't at the scene at the time, so you don't know what the situation was at the time."

"At that time, after seeing the post on the forum, Brother Yao directly broke into the door first, and the police from the police station rushed in together."

"If the murderer tries to get out of the room in that case, it's a self-defeating trap, and we're not blind."

"What's more, we searched the room once we entered, and we didn't find anyone."

Immediately afterwards, He Sheng questioned again:

"Is it possible that there are some secret passages in the room?"

"Dark passage? Brother He, your thinking is even more divergent."

A criminal policeman named Zhang Jun next to him couldn't help but smile and said,

"If there is a secret passage, will Bai Ling, the owner of the room, not know? And how can there be a secret passage in such a building?"

"Then you say, how did the murderer get into the room and how did he get out?"

….

He Sheng was a little impatient, stared at Zhang Jun and asked.

"I didn't come up with it either."

Zhang Jun saw that He Sheng pointed the finger at him, so he waved his hand again and again and said.

"Lao He, don't be impatient first, since the murderer has a way to get in, we can always find his flaws."

Zhang Haiyang, who was sitting in the seat, said comfortably to He Sheng.

He knew that He Sheng was short-tempered, but at this time, in the face of such an experienced and calm murderer, he must not be impatient, and he must calm down.

"Well, okay."

He Sheng sighed and opened the notebook on the table.

"Brothers, my idea is that since the murderer has the audacity to post on the forum, it means that he deliberately wants to call people from the outside in."

"The reason why he had the confidence to do this is that it is very likely that he was not there at the time."

Subsequently, Zhang Haiyang circled again

Looking at the people present, he spoke.

"Captain Zhang."

After Yao Jin listened, he pondered slightly, and then said,

"You said he wasn't there, but I've called the forum staff to ask."

"That post was sent near Bai Ling's house, and the network used was Bai Ling's IFI."

"And he doesn't send it regularly, or instantly."

Zhang Haiyang glanced at him and said:

"Can I not know what you're talking about? But there are no absolutes, and our thinking cannot be trapped by appearances, maybe this is the strategy used by the murderer to affect the direction of our detection!"

"Yes, yes, that makes sense."

Yao Jin nodded again and again, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Let's say a few words first, I won't be trained in a while.

"Xiaolin, what do you think?"

Zhang Haiyang breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head to look at Lin Yao and asked.

Lin Yao stared ahead and shook his head slightly:

"Although it is not certain how the murderer carried out the murder, what is certain is that the murderer must have been a bold and confident man."

"Even if he has any vendetta against the dead and wants to kill him."

"But there are many opportunities, but he chose a situation where the downstairs is full of police and people, and everyone is watching to do it."

"This is simply knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and preferring to go to the tiger mountains."

After Lin Yao finished speaking, Zhang Haiyang took another deep breath.

Do you still need to say this? Who doesn't know!

I'm asking for clues to your case!

Zhang Haiyang felt helpless in his heart.

If Lin Yao hadn't come from Jiangcheng to make a movie, just to assist them in their investigation, he would have to fix him a few sentences.

"Okay, do anyone have any opinions?"

Then, Zhang Haiyang looked around and asked.

The crowd fell silent.

"Then I'll assign the task of solving the problem, and now this case is rapidly fermenting on the Internet, and many people have intercepted the screenshots of the pictures he sent at that time, and the impact is very bad."

"The murderer's tactics are also a provocation to our Guangcheng criminal police, we must arrest him as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Everyone agreed in unison, and then Zhang Haiyang set it up.

Since Lin Yao was originally to help solve it, and Zhang Haiyang also knew his strength, he did not assign Lin Yao a specific task, but let him play freely.

….

After the meeting, Yao Jin and Lin Yao walked out together.

"Brother Yao, I kept thinking when we had a meeting just now, do you think the murderer will be a hot-blooded netizen?"

Yao Jin stared at Lin Yao as he walked and said,

"He saw all kinds of behaviors of this scumbag on the Internet, so he couldn't get angry, and on a whim, he rushed in directly, killed him, and then ran out again?"

Lin Yao stopped, turned his head, and stared at him with his eyes fixed.

"How. What's wrong, Brother Yao? Don't you think what I'm saying makes sense?"

Being stared at like this by Lin Yao, Yao Jin couldn't help but ask a little uncomfortably.

"Well, I don't think there's anything wrong with your train of thought, keep it up."

After finishing speaking, Lin Yao shook his head helplessly, and then walked straight forward.

"Hey, Brother Yao, wait for me! I don't think your reaction is like thinking I'm not thinking right?"

Yao Jin ran two steps behind and shouted after him.

"Brother Yao, where are we going now?"

Subsequently, Yao Jin saw Lin Yao go downstairs directly, walk out of the building and walk outside, so he couldn't help asking.

"Where is Bai Ling now? How's it going?"

Lin Yao asked him as he walked.

"After I heard them say that something happened, they made a pen to this Bai Ling

She was emotionally unstable."

"Because the deceased was her boyfriend, and the place where the incident happened was at her home, it had a great impact on her psychological impact."

"She must be at her parents' house now, after all, she can't go back to where she lives."

Yao Jin hurriedly said to Lin Yao.

"Do you know where her parents are?"

Lin Yao then asked.

"I don't know about this, but I'll know if I ask, they made a note that day."

"Okay, then you ask, let's go over now and talk to her."

"Okay, understood."

Afterwards, Lin Yao and the others got into the car and drove towards the community of Bai Ling's parents.

After knocking on the door, Bai Ling's mother opened the door.

She recognized Lin Yao and them, so after seeing them, she quickly invited them into the house.

"Comrade policeman, is there any progress on the case?"

After coming in, Bai Ling's mother asked the two of them to sit down, and then asked impatiently.

Then she shouted into the closed bedroom:

"Lingling! Hurry out, comrade police are coming!"

A moment later, the bedroom door opened, and Bai Ling walked out with messy hair, sallow face, and blank eyes.

"Comrade policeman. Has the murderer been found?"

"Not yet."

Lin Yao looked at her and shook his head truthfully, and then said,

"Sit down first, we have a few questions for you."

"Okay."

Bai Ling said weakly, and then sat down on the sofa.

"How long have you been with your boyfriend?"

Then, Lin Yao stared at her and asked.

"Well, it's been more than two years, almost three years."

Bai Ling thought for a moment, and then said.

"Does he have any enemies?"

Immediately after, Lin Yao continued to ask.

"Enemy. I don't think so. He works in the factory, and he doesn't have many social activities, so he doesn't have many friends."

"But that's also maybe, maybe I don't know who he offended outside, after all, his personality is so extreme and sensitive, who knows what he's like outside?"

Speaking of this, Bai Ling couldn't help but have a hint of disgust in her eyes, and then sighed and said:

"But it's useless to talk about that, after all, he's gone now."

"Although the things he does sometimes are very hateful, but I have been with him for more than two years, and he is still good to me, and now this thing happened so suddenly, I really can't accept it."

As she spoke, Bai Ling hid her face and began to cry.

The mother sitting next to her shook her head and sighed, pulled out a few tissues and handed them to her.

Although her mother had a lot of opinions about her boyfriend at first, but now that the person has been killed inexplicably, her heart is indescribably complicated.

On the day of my employment, I carried the wanted criminal report with one hand!.

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