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Author: Xueer Ge

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This sentence seemed to be a heart-boosting agent, which made everyone come over in an instant.

"Director Zhou, do you need to shovel the wall?"

"Boss, I'll do it!"

"Is Zhou Xiaozhou's position?"

The crowd of questions made Zhou Ning look so angry that he waved his hand to signal everyone to disperse. He stared at the wall and stretched out his hand towards Da Zhao.

"Lumino reagent, spray this area."

Without Zhou Ning taking action, Da Zhao had already rushed to the front of him with the reagent and began to spray the entire wall, especially the location pointed out by Zhou Ning.

In fact, only a faint row of slightly deep shadows could be seen from the wall. Fang Mu was a little unsure of it if it was bloodstains, but in terms of experience, Zhou Ning definitely had the right to speak. He held back the curiosity and looked quietly.

As the lumino was sprayed, the wall skin was already wet, and four spindle-shaped fluorescent marks appeared on it in a moment.

Da Zhao whistled, his little eyes narrowed into a slit.

"I didn't expect that the blood was so easy to find.

Seeing the traces of this blood drop, Zhou Ning was not too happy, but frowned slightly.

"Don't be too happy too early. According to the signs of the deceased's head, the temporal area was hit only once. These four blood drops looked directional and were splattered from bottom to top. If the deceased's head had been bleeding, the corridor would have been discovered long ago.

It is impossible to cause such scars. Scratch off the wall, sample it, and then search carefully. I want to find the layers, dripping, pool of blood, these kinds of blood residues, door frames, walls beside the bed, windows, these are key locations. People who pray for decoration should not deliberately polish them."

Lao Yang was the first to react and asked Sun Gaoti to walk towards the two bedrooms quickly. Da Zhao sighed, shook his head and walked to the entrance door, holding up a magnifying glass to start carefully checking the entrance door.

Zhou Ning stood in the living room, looked at the layout of each room, closed her eyes slightly, Fang Mu seemed to say something to Zhou Ning, but was stopped by Da Zhao, raised his hand wearing gloves, and just one millimeter away from touching Fang Mu's mouth.

"Zhou Xiaozhou is trying to bring the murderer into the murder process. Don't interrupt him now, let him feel the layout of the room. It is easier to find the location of residual evidence based on the injured part of the deceased."

Fang Mu's eyes widened, looking disbelief.

"Is Eastern magic? Can it still be so magical?"

Da Zhao looked at Fang Mu as if he was foolish.

"It's not a team. I look at you, smart and smart, and also a well-educated professional. Oriental magic? How can you ask such a question?

The injuries on the deceased are in sequence in time. If such scars are caused, they will be impacted, bound, or violent dragged. If you compare them with the items on the scene, you will naturally find them if you consider them comprehensively."

Fang Mu rubbed his nose, quickly took a careful step back, pointing to the direction opposite the west.

"Then I'll go and take a look at the door. There are very few things here, just two wooden beds and one table. How can people live!"

Da Zhao nodded, and Fang Mu left the room.

At this time, Zhou Ning was still closing his eyes.

The light that the guard's not light appeared in front of her. Under the light, He Jiahong evasived and ran into the corridor. When she walked to the first and half of the floor, she held the patterns made of bricks in the stairwell and began to breathe. She looked through the gaps and looked towards the entrance of the community. She seemed to have not seen anyone follow her. She breathed a sigh of relief.

He ran to the door of the western door on the second floor, and just inserted the key into it, a knife was placed around his neck, and his hair was caught on the top. A man threatened her if she made a sound, she would go in and kill her mother and ask her to throw the key off.

He Jiahong did as he did, gently put the key in the middle of the two doors, trying not to make any noise, after all, she didn't want these people to hurt Zhang Qiuju.

Then the man pulled his hair and cut his hands back. Perhaps at this time, he was tied up his wrists by the back-cut hands and carried them to the rooftop. He was forced and tempted. He Jiahong resisted with great force, and his shoes fell off and his head was injured. However, the bleeding was not serious, so the few people didn't think anyone was in trouble.

Seeing that she fainted, several people did not retreat, but instead carried the person to the fifth floor to start invading him one after another. Of course, during the process of going downstairs, He Jiahong's arm and shoulder hit the door frame and the wall, leaving abrasions.

During the invasion process, He Jiahong might have woken up, but her head injury was serious. As the intracranial hemorrhage worsened, she might have lie and vomited. Several people were frightened and quickly evacuated the scene.

He Jiahong's vital signs gradually disappeared. Perhaps during this period of struggle, she would fall off the bed, or crawl, but she still lost consciousness. After an hour or two, the people came back and found that she was no longer breathing. She threw the person downstairs, locked the room and left.

Zhou Ning opened his eyes and looked at the location of the bed in this room. Lao Yang had sprayed reagents on the walls and floors. Seeing Zhou Ning looking over, he shook his head slightly, obviously not noticed. As for Sun Gaozhi in another room, he waved his hand.

After leaving the east home, I went straight to the west home where Fang Mu was. As soon as I came in, I smelled a faint smell of rottenness. With the smell of latex paint, I observed the room, walked to the larger bedroom, and moved the foot of the bed.

There was a dirty circle of dark circles at the foot of the bed. Obviously, although it was cleaned, the position of the bed had not been moved. Just when Zhou Ning was about to turn around and go to the bedside, he found that the gap in the floor seemed to be a little black.

He quickly squatted down and sprayed lumino on it, and a fluorescent light appeared for a moment.

Zhou Ning was a little excited and quickly stepped back and sprayed the luminol preparations on the surrounding area extending to the door. With the spraying, several fluorescent marks appeared, which seemed to be handprints, mixed with blood drops. On the bedroom door frame, layered fluorescent marks were found.

"Da Zhao, come here quickly, the first scene is this room."

With such a shout, everyone quickly came over and saw traces of door frames on the ground, and finally smiled on their faces.

"I went there, it seems that I found it. It should be here. Work started quickly. Carefully spray all door frames, handles, walls, floors, and no details are left."

Da Zhao's words made Lao Yang and Sun High-speed Railway nod quickly, and they all quickly became busy, posting scales, taking samples, and taking photos.

After a busy meal, Fang Mu came over.

"Director Zhou can be sure here, it's the first scene, right? I'll report to Liu Da now?"

Zhou Ning nodded.

"Okay, this place ends soon. Send someone to take the inspection as soon as possible. Then we will go to Jiulaofeng Park first."

Fang Mu paused.

"Ah, why don't you go to the auto repair shop first?"

Zhou Ning shook his head.

"We have given Liu Da information all the information. If her side is going well, she should have already reported the news. If there is no news, it means that the person there is not there or they are not cooperative at all, so it is meaningless to rush to go. On the contrary, the diatoms in the lungs of the deceased have not been confirmed yet."

Fang Mu had no objection at this time. After all, Director Xu and Liu Da trusted Zhou Ning so much, and his ability was shocking, so he naturally respected Zhou Ning's opinions.

After finishing up, all samples were collected and a box was filled with, and even the floor was removed by Da Zhao. What was surprising was that a piece of blood as big as a palm was found in the gaps on the floor, as well as some dry and unknown objects.

"Zhou Xiaozhou, the survey has been completed, but He Jiahong's head was smashed so seriously, why is there just a little blood?"

"The trauma is severe, and the bleeding from the trauma is also caused by rubbing, so only part of the trauma is bleeding. It is estimated that there are blood on the original sheets in this room, but it has been treated. If it is a new type of laminate floor, perhaps this residue will not be found."

Da Zhao nodded.

"There is no trace on the wall. It feels like it has been carefully cleaned. Can you contact the homeowner and ask him to provide information about the renter?"

Zhou Ning looked at Fang Mu and smiled.

"The team has contacted me just now. Ma Liang has gone to the hospital there. After we get there, we hurry downstairs and rush to Jiulaofeng Park."

Everyone went downstairs without saying nonsense. When they walked to the second floor, the door opposite He Hongjian's house was gently closed and made a little noise. Zhou Ning glanced at him, and Fang Mu went up and knocked on the door. A young man with a student opened the door and asked with a vigilant look through the security door outside:

"Who are you looking for?"

Fang Mu raised the police officer's certificate.

"We are from the Qindao Municipal Bureau task force to investigate the murder case of He Jiahong. I want to ask you a few questions."

Just after saying this, a woman came over and opened the inner door a little bigger, looking at everyone's faces with hesitation and vigilance.

"We didn't see anything and heard. Stop asking, hurry up and leave."

This sentence did not make Fang Mu retreat.

"The director of Zhuquan Police Station, who originally investigated this case and the forensic doctor who had the autopsy, have been temporarily suspended for investigation. Of course, there are some people who have not been suspended for investigation and will have subsequent handling opinions. I think they are all people with children. The girl is the only daughter in the family and was killed like this. Let's talk to us about what she sees?"

The boy looked at his mother, and his eyes were like praying. The woman gritted her teeth and shook her head.

"Don't ask, my child is in his second year of high school, so it's impossible to leave here for the time being. If I said something, your task force patted his butt and left, and we still have to face it alone. Just think that we are uncooperative citizens, I have selfish intentions."

The woman was about to close the door as she said that. Fang Mu quickly looked fast and reached in, grabbing the door frame of the inner door.

"Don't worry, I understand what you said, and I don't want to force you to do anything. This is my phone number. Today I just pretend that I have never seen us. After that, you can call or send a text message to tell me some of the passing."

The woman looked at the card in her hand and took it over. Fang Mu did not stop him again this time. The inner door was closed, and the boy's voice came from inside.

"Mom, why don't you let me say it? We all heard it. You stopped me and didn't call the police. The senior sister was dead. She was dead. We couldn't stop it at that time. Don't you say anything now?"

Fang Mu looked at Zhou Ning, Zhou Ning raised his finger to his lips, and made a gesture of banning voices. Everyone took a few steps back towards the first floor. Not long after, the door opened, and the boy pushed the security door open, waved his hand at several people, and said in a low voice.

"Uncle policeman, come in, my mom agrees to tell you!"
Chapter completed!