Chapter 3376 Forensic Adults, Please Arrest (Fifty-Eighth)

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She lowered her eyes inadvertently, and could glimpse the faint crimson left on the young man's wrist.

It's really a bit squeamish.

Wei Ran's wrist was clasped, and there was no other movement. He said casually, "It really makes my brother sad."

But judging from his expression, there was no change in the slightest, and the thin lips were frivolous.

When Xu Zelin came over, he saw such a scene. The two were very close. The young and elegant professor was lying on top of the forensic doctor. One wrist was buckled by the forensic doctor who had always been abstinent.

He hesitated for a moment and called out, "Forensic Doctor Song."

Dyeing Bai responded quickly and let go of Wei Ran's hand and nodded back.

The cool temperature between his wrists disappeared, Wei Ran narrowed his deep and squinting eyes, and looked at the dyed white with a smile, "Am I so shameless?"

Ranbai subconsciously asked: "Professor still know?"

"..."

The corners of the young professor's lips curled up, he laughed, his breath was slightly cool, and he pinched the girl's cheek as punishment.

... the temperament is quite cold, and the temperament is also cold.

But his face was surprisingly soft to the touch.

Wei Ran snorted.

Xu Meng's death also confirmed Xu Zelin's speculation on the side.

Whether it was Xu Meng or Zhou Jia, they were both leaders in a small group at the time, and they had committed a lot of shameful acts of violence in University A.

Victims retaliated.

is the most likely thing to happen.

In just two days,

University A actually killed two female students in a row, which completely pushed the learning atmosphere of University A into tension.

After Ranbai returned to the police station for an autopsy, he briefly explained the preliminary autopsy results.

"The deceased suffered a total of 24 stab wounds. He died due to excessive blood loss. The time of death was from 22:00 to 23:00 on September 27th..."

After the forensic doctor finished describing the cause of death, he paused and said: "According to the stab wounds on the deceased's body, the murderer should have attacked from behind when the deceased was unprepared. The wound from the left shoulder to the back was the first wound. After losing the ability to resist, I stabbed 23 times in a row."

"This murderer is ruthless and crazy." Xu Zelin recalled the tragic situation of the deceased, how much hatred and how much resentment could make people look like this.

What Ranbai said next directly verified Xu Zelin's conjecture about the murderer.

"The killer should be an adult female between the ages of 18 and 25,

Height 165-168, there may be some kind of mental illness, or long-term existence in a depressing and distorted environment to cause some kind of psychological trauma..."

Xu Zelin sighed, "Do you think...the two deaths were done by the same person?"

"No." Ranbai answered quickly and firmly, "The difference between the former and the latter is very big, and it is definitely not done by one person."

Zhou Jia's death.

The first impression is that of art, eerie and creepy astonishment.

The murderer pursues artistic beauty.

And Xu Meng's death,

Twenty-four knives were hit in a row, and his death was tragic without a complete corpse.

The murderer murdered the deceased brutally out of a sense of revenge and resentment, crazy and unruly.

In fact, not only that,

The difference between the first case and the second case is too great. In all respects, Xu Meng's modus operandi is far from comparable to Zhou Jia's death.

And this time,

The killer also left a deadly point.

A second person's fingerprints were left at the scene.

The police have now sent the fingerprints to the identification department for identification.

Once the identification results come out...

Xu Zelin sighed.

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He started investigating around Xu Meng at University A today. He first asked several roommates of Xu Meng, and unexpectedly got a very favorable news.

At around 22:00 last night, Xu Meng was already going to bed, but was temporarily asked out by a phone call.

The caller was a girl with a familiar voice.

The roommate said it might be a girl named Zhao Ying.

The name is not unfamiliar.

Xu Zelin knew about Zhao Ying at the first investigation when Zhou Jia died.

And now the autopsy results have determined the time of death of the deceased.

It completely matched the time when Zhao Ying called and asked Xu Meng to go out.

Zhao Ying had neither alibi nor motive for murder.

She is currently the most suspicious person.

This is Xu Zelin's second interrogation of Zhao Ying.

Zhao Ying is 20 years old this year, a student of the Department of Computer Science. He is fair and handsome, and has a docile and introverted personality. When he smiles, he is warm and soft, a little timid.

Every time the police officer asked questions, he also answered obediently.

Xu Zelin stood outside the interrogation room and looked at the girl.

When he saw Zhao Ying for the first time,

I just don't believe that such a girl would go through such a gloomy thing, and I don't even believe... that she will be a murderer.

Without conclusive evidence, the police station could only detain Zhao Ying for 24 hours.

Zhao Ying will cooperate with everything he should cooperate, with a gentle and polite attitude, and always smiling.

But in the face of the questions she couldn't answer, she remained silent and refused to say a word.

Soft-spoken yet ambivalently tough.

After twenty-four hours,

Zhao Ying left the interrogation room.

As soon as she came out of it, she saw a figure as cold as bamboo outside, even if she didn't say a word, she was still cold and precious.

Zhao Ying raised her hand and pinned the broken hair behind her ear. She was wearing freshly bought clean clothes, which were very bright and flamboyant red, but it didn't suit her well.

She looked too pale and thin, as if she would easily fall down when the wind blew, it seemed that there was only a handful of bones left, and there was no blood on her face.

The new clothes of normal size were worn on Zhao Ying's body, and they were abruptly wider, and the loose sleeves fell down as she raised her hand, revealing faintly blue and purple arms, covered with scars.

Zhao Ying raised his eyebrows and smiled at Ranbai.

A gentle and gentle smile.

The forensic doctor's eyes were deep and cold, and he nodded slightly.

Zhao Ying smiled and passed Ranbai, her apricot eyes filled with autumn water.

In front of him suddenly appeared a stack of square snow-white handkerchiefs. The corners of the handkerchiefs were embroidered with pear patterns, which were clean and elegant.

Zhao Ying's footsteps stopped and he was lost for a long time.

The forensic doctor's voice was as clear as ice and snow, and he said calmly, "Wipe it."

Zhao Ying felt as if a wet and cold liquid slipped from the corner of her eyes and fell silently along her pointed chin.

too long.

She had forgotten what it was like to cry.

turn out to be,

Did she cry?

Zhao Ying stared blankly at the picturesque figure in front of her. After being silent for a long time, she carefully took the handkerchief. Her pale lips moved and she made a weak, pitiful voice: "Thank you."

thanks.

The world's last belated, unfamiliar and greedy warmth.

"You're welcome." The forensic doctor said something as solemn and solemn as a benchmark.

Zhao Ying cherished the snow-white handkerchief as she slowly walked out of the police station, facing the dazzling sunlight.