The forensic wife is very nice to me

That nightmare left Qiu Lan in a state of shock, large drops of sweat ran across her cheeks, she lowered her eyes, breathing rapidly, her slender and thick eyelashes kept trembling.

This feeling was something she hadn't experienced in a long time.

Probably because the corpse found in the outskirts of the city today brought back the deepest pain in her heart.

The deceased was an old man. The body was found on a hillside behind the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. The time of death was three days ago.

In other words, no one knew about the old man's death for three full days.

According to the head of the village, the deceased had never been married, but adopted a girl more than ten years ago.

But when the girl grew up, she found her biological parents, left here and never came back, and the old man lived alone all the time.

This sad news shocked Qiu Lan a little, and she couldn't help but think of her miserable life alone in Qiu's house.

The unattended backyard of Qiu's villa was the place she visited most often. In those ten years, every time she was bullied by Qiu Yan, she would go there to get some peace.

But there she also felt an indescribable sense of loneliness.

She fell asleep in that corner more than once, and was woken up more than once by the bitter cold wind in the depths of winter.

That pale and lonely sense of powerlessness and confusion deeply hurt her heart and left a scorching imprint in her bones, which has not dissipated until now.

Suddenly, a cold teardrop quietly squeezed out from the corner of Qiu Lan's eye, and fell down along the tear stain that hadn't dried yet.

If there was no tragedy back then, then she should be very happy now, right?
Standing aside, Li Shanghan stared at the teardrop silently, his brows were furrowed, and the corners of his lips were tensed.

This kind of struggle and pain is definitely not brought about by a nightmare.

It's Qiu's house!
He clearly remembered the hatred and anger that appeared in Qiu Lan's eyes when he mentioned Qiu's family. If it wasn't an unforgettable injury, how could it be like this?
"Do you want some hot water?" Li Shanghan raised his eyes, and his soft eyes fell on Qiu Lan's face.

"No, no need." Qiu Lan lowered her eyes and shook her head slightly, "Mr. Li, you go out first, I want to stay by myself for a while."

"But, have you slowed down?" Li Shanghan frowned, with a hint of hesitation in his voice.

"Well, I'm fine, I'm sorry to trouble you." Qiu Lan nodded, her red lips moved a few times, her trembling brows were slightly uneasy.

"Alright then." Li Shanghan pursed his thin lips, his eyes dimmed.

He originally wanted to ask her what was going on, but seeing her expression, he hesitated to speak.

There are some things that she probably doesn't want to mention, right?

Li Shanghan got up and left her room, and when he closed the door, he raised his eyes and glanced at her worriedly.

The bedroom became quiet, only the sound of shallow breathing continued, and the pale Qiu Lan pressed tightly against the bed, closing her eyes in pain.

The big golden retriever next to her looked at her, and seemed to have noticed something strange. He groaned, sat beside her tenderly, and comforted her with his paws.

No sleep for one night.

Early the next morning, when Li Shanghan woke up, the apartment was empty, only a cat and a dog were sitting on the sofa and looking at him obediently.

What about Qiu Lan?
He looked back at Qiu Lan's bedroom, the door of the room was ajar, and it was bright inside, without her figure.

There was no movement in the kitchen or bathroom.

Where has she gone?
At this moment, he received a text message from Qiu Lan.

"Don't worry, I've already arrived at the police station."

Looking at the above content, Li Shanghan loosened the frown on his forehead, put down the phone, and his heart that was hanging in the air also fell.

He let out a long sigh of relief, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and there was a slight smile in his eyes.

Not bad, this woman can guess his psychology now, and she can also calculate the time when he wakes up to send a message, which is interesting.

At nine o'clock in the morning, in the conference room of the Criminal Investigation Building of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Qiu Lan walked in with documents and materials, and colleagues from the serious crime team and the forensic department were already in place.

"Doctor Qiu, Expert Cao, since everyone is ready, let's start." Xu Chengyan pursed his thin lips, looked at them seriously, and spoke slowly.

"it is good."

Hearing their answers, Xu Chengyan turned around and turned on the projector behind him, projecting the details of the case on the big screen.

"The male deceased was Shu Qiming, and the female deceased was Huang Lishan. According to Huang Lishan's statement, we learned that they were a couple. On the day of the crime, they were eating at a restaurant near the crime scene."

"In the middle of the journey, Shu Qiming received a text message, saying that a colleague wanted to pay back the money, so he left halfway, but he didn't come back for a long time, so Huang Lishan went out to look for it. Unexpectedly, he saw Shu Qiming's body in that alley. , but she was stabbed before she had time to get close, and then fainted."

Xu Chengyan distributed several documents in his hand to several people present, and also explained the details of the serious crime team's investigation in detail.

"Because the murderer was wearing a hat and a mask, Huang Lishan said that she didn't see what the man looked like, only that he was half a head taller than her."

Listening to Xu Chengyan's words, Qiu Lan frowned thoughtfully, and said softly, "The height of the injured woman is about 160 centimeters, half a head taller than her, which is also about 170 centimeters, while the height of the dead man is about 170 centimeters. [-] five centimeters."

After finishing speaking, she and Xiao Cong looked at each other with meaningful eyes.

This is consistent with their previous speculation.

"Officer Xu, Expert Cao, the male deceased had three stab wounds on his abdomen, all of which were inserted from bottom to top by a knife, and they were wounds during his lifetime, which means that the deceased was standing at the time."

Qiu Lan pressed the button of the controller to convert the content on the big screen in the meeting room into the virtual image that was made before.

"If you want to cause such a wound while standing, the murderer may be the same height as the deceased, or shorter than the deceased." Qiu Lan paused, and looked around with a serious face. people.

"But we found four compression wounds on the deceased's shoulder." She took out a photo taken during the autopsy and said solemnly, "These wounds are long and thin. I suspect that the murderer was pulling the deceased's shoulder. caused at the time."

After finishing speaking, she put down the things in her hands, and together with Xiao Cong, they made more vivid physical expressions of the attack method they speculated in the dissection room.

Everyone present, seeing this action, immediately understood what she meant.

"The crushing injury on the shoulder and the way the knife wound was formed, it can be inferred that the murderer must be shorter than the deceased." Qiu Lan's eyes darkened, and her lips parted slightly, "That is to say, the female wounded The person described by the author is very likely to be the murderer."