"Alright! It's clever when it's not supposed to be clever, and when it's time to be clever, your head doesn't turn around!" Mother Ning couldn't listen anymore, waved her hand, and interrupted Father Ning's advice, "What kind of person is your own daughter, you still don't know?

Xiaoyi doesn't look like a younger sister, she has a lot of ideas than her sister since she was a child!

If she didn't mean anything at all, how could she accept the car keys given by Xiao Huo!"

Father Ning pondered that this was really the case, and immediately opened his eyebrows and smiled, looking in a good mood, and muttered, "Okay! One of the two sons-in-law lost his temper with me, and that's fine! It's enough to be a human being!"

Before the words fell, he was slapped by Ning's mother: "I haven't even scratched these eight words, don't tell the child nonsense!"

After speaking, she turned her gaze to Ning Shuyi: "Xiaoyi, you are indeed a child with ideas, and your mother is still very relieved of you.

We also know Xiao Huo's situation and his character, so we all understand it, but ...... It's better to be clear about this kind of thing, and you can't just be so confused all the time, not mentioning it......

"Well, don't worry, I've got it in my mind." Ning Shuyi nodded.

Mother Ning knew that her little daughter didn't need them to talk about it, and since she had already said it thoroughly, she didn't say anything more.

After the old couple, they watched the TV series together that they didn't finish chasing as usual, but they felt that the two of them seemed to be extra emotional than usual.

Ning Shuyi was very calm, she had to go to work the next day, she washed up early, lay down in the quilt and read a book for a while before falling asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I found that it had snowed outside the night before, and it was white outside.

When she went to work, Ning Shuyi wrapped herself tightly, went downstairs, and was taken by Huo Yan to the place where he parked her car, only to remember that she didn't have to walk to the subway station today.

Huo Yanxuan's car is the same as him, low-key and simple on the surface, not revealing mountains and waters, but very thoughtful inside.

Along the way, Ning Shuyi sat on the heated seat, but he didn't feel the slightest cold, and even because he wore too much, a thin layer of sweat floated on his forehead when he arrived at the unit.

On a snowy day, there is always the illusion that the whole world is peaceful.

However, this illusion of tranquility was soon shattered.

"Go, get out of the scene!" At noon in the evening, Zhao Dabao walked into the office, and it was rare to see that he had run all the way back from outside, and the snow on his head had not yet melted.

Ning Shuyi and Huo Yan didn't say a word, got up and took their coats and set off together, and got a little preliminary information from Zhao Dabao on the way to the scene.

The crime scene was in a private house, and the informant was the housekeeping aunt of the family, who found the hostess dead in the bedroom when she went to clean up in the morning.

The scene of the crime was far away from the police station, the road was slippery in the snow, and the car couldn't run, when the three of them arrived, colleagues from other departments were also behind, and the scene photo work had just begun, Ning Shuyi simply did not rush in, but stood at the door first, and roughly looked at the environment of the crime scene.

This community belongs to one of the many non-outstanding communities in the city, it is not good, the scale is medium, it is not new, there is no business district around, and there are not many other residential areas, it is a relatively quiet residence. Look at the book

As the housekeeping aunt of the informant, she was arranged to sit on the sofa in the living room and wait, looking very frightened, her hands clasped together, subconsciously rubbing it back and forth, and her body was slightly rickety, as if she wanted to shrink herself into a ball.

Even if there was still a distance of two or three meters, Ning Shuyi could still tell how much she was shaking through the housekeeping aunt's pants.

After the photo taking at the scene was over, Ning Shuyi and the others put on gloves and shoe covers and cautiously entered the house.

The house is not big, with two bedrooms and two living rooms and one bathroom, about less than 100 square meters.

The small of the two bedrooms has been converted into a cloakroom, and the door has been removed, so the furnishings inside are clear at a glance.

The other room is the bedroom, which is also the place where the body of the deceased is kept

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The bedroom was not large, the décor was not new, it looked decent, in the center of the room was a double bed, a woman lying on her back up, lying quietly, if it were not for the dark red of the sheets under her, and the faint smell of fishiness floating in the air, at first glance it would have looked like a stiff wooden model.

This should be a delicate woman who was accustomed to maintenance before her death, wrapped in champagne-colored silk pajamas, she looked slender and slender, and her skin should have been fair, but now it can be described as miserable white.

She looked like she was in her early thirties, and her chest-length hair was dyed a soft maroon color that curled in a beautiful curve and fell beneath her.

The woman looked so calm and flabby, that if it weren't for a fork stuck in her neck, it would have been as if she were asleep, and there was no sign of struggle or pain.

Ning Shuyi looked at the large dark red under the female deceased, and then looked up at the floor next to him, the bedside table, and even the bedside and wall.

The places are clean and there are no traces of splashing.

She turned her head to look at Huo Yan, Huo Yan had also noticed this, he frowned, and leaned forward, wanting to see the fatal wound more clearly.

Needless to say, Huo Yan's eyes were not many, and of course his actions at this moment were not because he couldn't see clearly, but because of the surprise in his heart.

Ning Shuyi also had the same feeling, just as Forensic Doctor Zhang had finished preliminarily checking the deceased's condition, she hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Forensic Doctor Zhang, was the deceased punctured in the jugular vein?" She asked.

Forensic Doctor Zhang nodded: "Yes, the jugular vein ruptured and caused excessive blood loss and died."

"So precise?!"

"Yes, a little bit, a little deeper, it will touch the carotid artery, maybe just a little bit." Forensic Zhang compared his two fingers to a very small distance.

"Is this a precise technique, or is it a coincidence?" Ning Shuyi hurriedly asked.

Forensic Doctor Zhang shook his head: "It's hard to say, it's all possible. In my opinion, it may be a precise technique, it may be a pure coincidence, and it may even have some anatomical knowledge, but it happened to really avoid the carotid artery and did not make the scene particularly embarrassing.

What surprised me even more was that the deceased seemed a little too calm during the whole process of bleeding to death.

You know, the process of dying due to excessive blood loss is not so comfortable, and after the blood loss reaches a certain level, people will feel very strong shivers, and it is unlikely that they will lie here and stretch their posture so well."