"Let's go." Zhou Yinglin, who had reached a preliminary conclusion, turned her head and said to Lin Shu on the side.

"Where are you going, you just finished checking your upper arms and head?" Lin Shu asked with a puzzled expression.

Zhou Yinglin's face changed from words to words, and finally turned to a trace of determination, looking at Lin Shu and saying, "Have you forgotten that you can't directly contact criminal murder cases?" Leave it to me, and I'll take your heart with you to get the job done. ”

Lin Shu, who was invited out of the cordon, was speechless for a moment, and complained: "If I had known, I wouldn't have told the scars so early." ”

With the conclusion of the forensic doctor that it was a homicide rather than a suicide, the direction of the investigation of the case changed directly, from determining the cause of the suicide to determining the social relations and main contradictions of the deceased.

Although he couldn't directly contact the case, Lin Shu, who was standing outside the cordon, still couldn't be idle. He tried to learn Xingxie's methods to break into the best intelligence organizations in each region, and yes, he also went to square dance nearby.

"Sister Wang, do you know Cai Peiyi who lives in the bicycle room?" Lin Shu, who was squirming hard, asked with a kind smile on his face.

"I know, that woman is famous for asking for money around here, and she can work several jobs a day, as long as she is paid, she will do any dirty work." Sister Wang said while holding Lin Shu's hand, "Xiaolin, you didn't dance right here, it should be like this, come, Sister Wang will teach you." ”

After dancing for nearly 1 hour, Lin Shu, who felt that his whole body was about to be touched, got basically different information, either praising Cai Peiyi for her hard work or praising her for loving her daughter very much, and she didn't leave her daughter in three sentences, it seems that there are not too many useful clues from the visit.

Since there was no decent autopsy room in Shuangsha Town, the body was transported back to the autopsy room of the police station in the high-tech zone for autopsy.

Grief fills every space, every nook and cranny of the entire forensic department from the moment the deceased is brought in. Wang Hao and Li Huijuan, whose children are about the same age as Yiyi, also took the initiative to apply for a joint autopsy with empathy, wanting to do their best for this poor man.

Outside the door, although he knew that the three chief forensic physicians standing in the room at this time were all experienced, when he thought of Ye Yiyi's immature and cute smiling face and the Lin Shu outside the dissecting room, his heart never let go. He kept pacing outside the door, occasionally sticking his head on the frosted glass of the door to try to see something, but he couldn't see anything.

I don't know how long it took, the door of the dissection room was suddenly opened, and several people walked out, with a little more solemnity between their eyebrows.

Lin Shu walked over as soon as possible, and hurriedly asked, "How is it?" Any clues? ”

Several people looked embarrassed and wanted to tell Lin Shu the autopsy results, but they were afraid of violating the rules of the police force.

"Tell me, we're discussing the case, and he overheard it." Liang Jianqiang's not-so-loud but powerful voice came from behind him, and the middle-aged man didn't know when he also came to the door of the dissection room.

After getting the hint from the leader, Wang Hao nodded and began to say: "The deceased, female, 35 years old, was perforated in the digestive tract caused by an overdose of ibuprofen by external forces, and suffered from hemorrhagic shock, and at the same time, ibuprofen also caused liver failure of the deceased, and it is impossible to judge which is the direct fatal cause of death, so we combined the situation and wrote it as a combined cause of death." The report came to an abrupt halt.

"Gone?" After speaking, Lin Shu looked at Zhou Yinglin on the side again.

Zhou Yinglin was a little disappointed, lowered her eyes, and then slowly shook her head.

It is always very depressing to encounter obstacles in the detection of cases, not to mention that the deceased smiled and cried in front of him yesterday. Everyone inexplicably felt that death was so far away from them, but so close.

Lin Shu, who was lying on the bed, constantly integrated the known clues, but the incomplete clues could not be spliced together, and no matter what, he couldn't understand who would kill such a miserable woman for what reason.

In the midst of the fire, a swarthy hand reached out in front of him and handed over a few crumpled banknotes......

On this night, Lin Shu was rarely not awakened in a perceptual dream, he was woken up by the mobile phone alarm clock. Although he wasn't sure what the hand in the fire and the crumpled banknotes meant, he needed a direction now, a new direction for him to investigate the case on his own.

On the side of the police station on an unmanned path.

"Don't be like this, it's not good for people to see." Ning Xiaoxiao stood with her head turned her back to her side, and after speaking, she took a small step behind her.

Seeing that Ning Xiaoxiao wanted to run, Lin Shu hurriedly grabbed the corner of Ning Xiaoxiao's sleeve, pulled it a few times, and said in his mouth: "My good sister, you can help me." ”

Looking at the sincere eyes of the young man in front of her, Ning Xiaoxiao became hesitant.

Lin Shu saw that the girl's expression was a little hesitant, and hurriedly stretched out a finger to chase after him: "A meal of crayfish." ”

Seeing that Ning Xiaoxiao's face didn't react much, Lin Shu raised a second finger.

"No, no, no." Ning Xiaoxiao's head shook like a rattle, then raised three fingers, puffed out her mouth and said angrily: "This is against the rules, at least three times!" ”

"Deal!"

After Lin Shu's wallet was bleeding profusely, he finally learned from Ning Xiaoxiao's mouth the place where Cai Peiyi last worked before she died.

He went to a newly opened Cantonese tea house, and according to the information from the police investigation, the deceased had been distributing leaflets for the restaurant a few hours before his death, and if he could find the man who gave her the money in his dream, there might be more clues.

He asked for a pot of Pu'er tea, ordered a few baskets of special refreshments, and began to observe carefully. The teahouse is very antique, and there is a large transparent glass wall on the opposite side of the door, and the chefs inside are showing off their skills and cooking dishes. Probably because of the new opening, there was an endless stream of customers, but no one noticed Lin Shu's strange behavior. He carefully observed the hands of each waiter and chef, but found that none of them resembled the ones in his dreams.

"It should be rougher, with more stains between the nails. Didn't you go to work today? Lin Shu muttered to himself as he watched.

Before he knew it, the food market was almost over, but Lin Shu still hadn't found the owner of that hand, so he had no choice but to go to the checkout first and then think of other ways.

Lin Shu, who had just settled the account and was about to leave, suddenly noticed that the manager of the teahouse on the side used his mobile phone to transfer the salary of the hourly workers, not cash at all.

This discovery made Lin Shu suddenly realize that the deceased was likely to have other jobs that the police had not yet clarified after handing out the leaflets.