Jiang Ping sorted out a number of cases, and Zhan Zhao wanted to perform the second step of screening.

First of all, cases with high social attention must be ruled out! Cases with high social attention will be searched and viewed anytime and anywhere. No matter what purpose it is or whether it is suspected, this part can only be ruled out.

Secondly, make selections.

In Zhan Zhao's words, there is always an opposite in everything in this world. Since you can use the exclusion method, you can also use the antiexclusion method, which is to take out the conditions you want most first to filter out.

If it is difficult to find a murderer, you can first find the butterfly and the God of Death. These two things always appear at the same time like companion creatures. Finding them will definitely be directly helpful in finding the murderer!

So, the question is, how to find the God of Death and the Black Yin Butterfly? These all appear on the night of a guard! So the most direct and most "lucky" condition is that there are people who just died today!

If there are those who agree with this condition in the results selected by Jiang Ping, then today is a wake, and maybe you can stay at the God of Death.

Jiang Ping searched, but shook his head helplessly at Zhan Zhao.

Zhan Zhao touched his chin and said that it was true that life could not be so good at all.

"How to choose after that?" Jiang Ping asked.

"Depending on customs, some shooks are cremated on the second day, some are cremated on the second day, some are three days... and so on." Zhan Zhao said, "I searched for people who died for one day, two days, and three days respectively. After searching, I will investigate whether they have been cremated or are still setting up a mourning hall."

Jiang Ping typing the keyboard a few times, then raised his eyebrows last, "Ah!"

Everyone looked over, "Really?"

"Yes!" Jiang Ping pointed out the search results and said, "There is a man named Wu Hua, who was thirty-six years old. He just died two days ago. He fell down the stairs and died."

As he said that, Jiang Ping called to find the police station where his home was located and asked him to check whether he was still watching. After a while, the police officer who went to check called and said that their family would set up a mourning hall for three days, today is the last day, and it will be cremated at around 5 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Everyone felt that the situation was going well, so they asked Jiang Ping, "What case did he pay attention to?"

"Wu Hua's wife died of a traffic accident nine years ago." Jiang Ping said, "Wu Hua has been searching for news related to his wife's death case regularly. In addition, he searched for information about traffic accidents and... insurance fraud."

Zhan Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Insurance fraud?"

Jiang Ping said, "After his wife died, he received two generous insurance compensation."

Zhan Zhao called Mia to ask if there was any information about the murder case nine years ago.

After a while, Miya sent an email. There were indeed some, and Jiang Ping also found some. The two documents were copied together, and there was a photo of Wu Hua's wife's body.

Gongsun looked at the photos and shook his head, "If only these photos are available, it is impossible to tell whether it is an accident or a murder. Moreover, if you die in a car accident, there is no major problem with the cause of death. The key is the cause of it, such as whether the car was tampered with by someone, whether you took any special medicine before death, etc. The body has been cremated and there is no evidence of death."

"If Wu Hua's body matches this case, there should be a needle in his throat, right?" Zhan Zhao asked.

Gongsun nodded.

Bai Yutang frowned, "The key is to check the theory without any evidence."

"Why would you like Zhang Yu?" Zhan Zhao suggested, "There are at least a few geotechnical workers in setting up a mourning hall, maybe there are acquaintances."

Bai Yutang called Zhang Yu, and sure enough, after a while, Zhang Yu called back and there was indeed an acquaintance, so he could help arrange two people to go in and pretend to be geotechnicians to investigate the body. They would help draw the attention of their families.

Everyone thought this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Of course, Gongsun was required to go for the autopsy. The key was someone else who cooperated with him.

After thinking about it, everyone thought that Zhao Zhen was an excellent candidate because he needed to do something extremely difficult to stick a tracker to the butterfly.

Jiang Ping showed the tracker to Zhao Zhen. The great magician picked it up and looked at it for a while. It was like a small piece of tape, transparent and not reflective. If it was stuck to the butterfly, it might not be discovered, but it was difficult to stick. Especially the butterfly's wings were quite fragile. Once stuck to the wings, it may affect the flight of the butterfly, so the area that can be sticked is smaller. This work is impossible for anyone except Zhao Zhen to complete.

Everything was ready, everyone set out and rushed to the vicinity of Wu Hua's house. Zhan Zhao and others were lying outside. Zhang Yu took Gongsun and Zhao Zhen into Wu Hua's house.

Wu Hua did not remarry, and the funeral was held in his hometown. It was in the suburbs of S City. There were elderly parents at home and had no children.

Jiang Ping investigated Wu Hua's life after his wife's death. To summarize it, he was traveling around, eating, drinking and having fun, and lived a very comfortable life, which seemed to aggravate Wu Hua's suspicion.

The police station's surveillance car parked near the residence. Zhao Hu and Ma Han drove a jeep, and Xiaobaichi, who was contacting Jiang Ping with a computer in the back seat.

Just now, Jiang Ping had arranged for technicians to assemble electricians to set up cameras at several important intersections nearby. You can see it on the surveillance car and you can also see it on Xiao Baichi's tablet. On the other side, Luo Tian, ​​Qin Ou, Zhang Long and Wang Chao also guarded the intersections and stood by. As soon as the god of death appeared, he could immediately catch him.

Everyone began to wait anxiously.

Zhan Zhao glanced at Zhao Jue who was sitting in the surveillance car eating popcorn, and was speechless.

At this time, a black display on the monitor lighted up.

This is a camera that Gongsun brought in. It was put in a bag. After entering the door, Gongsun placed the bag in a place with a very good view, so... the four cameras with different perspectives installed in the bag were also shot in the interior of the mourning hall intact.

There were not many people in the mourning hall, and there were a few monks chanting scriptures. Zhang Yu and a middle-aged man who looked like a geotechnic were talking to a white-haired old man. This should be the father of the deceased Wu Hua.

It is always sad to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man... But when it comes to Wu Hua's serious suspicion of killing his wife and cheating of insurance, everyone can't sympathize with the deceased.

Gongsun pretended to be sorting out the deceased's remains. After his family members were attracted by Zhang Yu and others, he quickly checked the deceased's throat.

The police officers in the surveillance vehicle and the ambushed outside were waiting nervously. If there were nails, it means that their investigation direction was correct, but if there were no... then all deployment would be in vain.

About a minute later, Gongsun's lowered voice came, "Yes!"

Everyone was relieved when they heard this, so the next thing was to wait for the butterfly or the god of death to appear.

Zhang Yu asked the person in charge of the funeral. He was next to the corpse throughout the whole process and did not notice a butterfly or something. So... everyone felt a little hope, maybe the god of death had not arrived yet.

Soon, it was approaching midnight, and the surroundings were quiet, and the chanting of scriptures in the mourning hall was constantly playing, making people drowsy.

Everyone was a little worried that Zhao Zhen, who had an important "task" in the mourning hall, would he fall asleep?

Bai Yutang called Bai Chi over and looked at the situation inside. Xiao Bai Chi felt that everyone's worries were futile because Zhao Zhen should have fallen asleep.

This great magician is lazy on weekdays. He will never sit down and never stand. It is basically impossible for him to concentrate in such a sleepy environment.

Gongsun and he sat on the chair next to the mourning hall, and had pushed him several times. Zhao Zhen woke up and fell asleep again.

"It's not a solution to continue like this." Bai Yutang felt that he had to think of a way to keep Zhao Zhen awake.

After Zhao Zhen was once again awakened by Gongsun, Gongsun had no choice but to ask him, "How can you stay awake?"

Zhao Zhen thought about it and touched his chin, "I guess I won't fall asleep if I ask Chichi to sing to me."

In the surveillance car, everyone looked back at Bai Chi.

Bai Chi was embarrassed, "Sing?"

Bai Yutang had no choice but to give him a telephone.

Bai Chi's face turned red with a telephone, so many people...

Bai Yutang knew that he was afraid of being angry, so he reached out and pointed to the toilet next to the car. That's what he meant - go in and squat and sing for the one you are in.

Bai Chi's face was wrinkled. At this time, Zhao Jue raised his head and reached out to grab the phone, "There are many ways to keep him from sleeping. I'll say a few words to him."

Before Zhao Jue could finish his words, Bai Chi grabbed the microphone and squinted at Zhao Jue. That's what you mean - what do you want to do?

Zhao Jue was very injured - the rabbit glared at him!

Xiao Baichi finally took the microphone and went into the toilet. Before closing the door, he did not forget to look out and warn, "Don't eavesdrop!"

Everyone nodded, but after the door was locked with a "click", Zhan Zhao and Zhao Jue both came over to listen in a gossip, and Bai Yutang caught them one by one, asking them not to cause trouble.

I don’t know what method Bai Chi used, but Zhao Zhen really didn’t doze off, but the problem arose again, just that Zhao Zhen couldn’t help but keep moving his lips and laughing.

Gongsun really wanted to use the bag of paper money to fill him with his face and reminded him, "Young Master, I'm holding a funeral, your facial expression is calm!"

Zhao Zhen coughed lightly, held back his laughter, got up and stood at the door, and breathed in.

Time passes by little by little.

In the jeep at the entrance of the alley, Ma Han stared at the intersection in a daze, and Zhao Hu yawned.

"Brother Ma." Zhao Hu opened the drawer and flipped through the back seat cushion, "Do you have any snacks?"

Ma Han pointed to the top.

Zhao Hu opened the drawer above the car and there was a pack of strange-smelling beans inside.

Zhao Hu took it out, "Who hid this?"

"Yangyang," said Ma Han.

"Oh." Zhao Hu unpacked the packaging and stuffed two into his mouth. The taste was weird and a little spicy, which made him awake.

"Yang Yang is getting more and more caring. It's not his father's car, but he also stuffs snacks." Zhao Hu rummaged through the drawer to see if there was anything else.

Ma Han said casually, "He is just a trick to propose to his father."

"Puff..." Zhao Hu's mouth took a sip of water and sprayed it out, "Please...propose?!"

Ma Han raised his eyebrows, "It's probably coming soon. Luo Tian is not in a hurry, Yang Yang is in a hurry."

Zhao Hu is happy.

"Cough cough..." At this time, Luo Tian's coughing sound came from the walkie-talkie.

Next to Luo Tian, ​​Qin Ou patted him, what does that mean - is there such a thing?

Others in SCI also started gossiping, Bai Yutang sighed - focus! Focus!

Zhao Hu teased Luo Tian with the intercom and asked him if he wanted to find Qi Le and his best friend group to help.

Luo Tian was so embarrassed that he scratched his head. He was about to tell them not to cause trouble, but suddenly he was stunned and said, "Just..."

Qin Ou also nodded, "It seems that something flashed by..."

After hearing this, Zhao Hu took out his tablet and looked at the surveillance camera, "Huh?"

Hu Zi presses the screen and cuts off a shot of an intersection.
To be continued...