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"The wound on the back of the wounded Qi Mo's head was caused by a heavy blow. It is speculated that the fire brick was found at the scene of the murder." Qiu Lan stood beside the bed with a ruler, carefully compared the wound, and did not smile.

"The wound is a bit sunken, about two centimeters long. It is presumed that the amount of bleeding was not large at that time." She darkened her eyes, thinking about something in her heart, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes.

Xiao Cong, who was standing by the side, noticed her strangeness, and said slowly, "Doctor Qiu, did you find anything?"

"En." Qiu Lan nodded, her expression solemn, "The strength of the murderer's blow on the wounded head is completely different from that of the dead."

This made her very puzzled. Although the two murder weapons were different, the strength of an adult's attack would not be so different.

The wound on the head of the deceased directly caused intracranial hemorrhage, but the injured should not have injured the inside of the brain.

"Qi Mo, I finished checking the wound on your head, now I want to check whether you have any injuries." Qiu Lan slowed down her eyes, stared at her gently, and said softly.

"Okay." Qi Mo nodded, and then took off the patient uniform.

After careful inspection, Qiu Lan found that there were no other superficial injuries on her body, except for two bloodstains on her left shoulder, which seemed to be caused by scratches.

"Xiao Cong, prepare the ultraviolet lamp." She pursed her lips and ordered softly.

"Okay, Doctor Qiu." Xiao Cong opened another alley, took out two pairs of glasses and a lamp, and handed the lamp and a pair of glasses to Qiu Lan.

After putting on the goggles, she took out the ultraviolet lamp, "Qi Mo, close your eyes, I want to examine your subcutaneous tissue."

As soon as the light line hit the injured person's left shoulder, Qiu Lan saw a handprint, "Xiao Cong, I found a bruise on my left shoulder, take a ruler and prepare to take a picture.

"It should be a scratch. I suspect that the murderer wanted to grab the injured from behind, but his hand slipped, which caused bloodstains and subcutaneous bruises."

Seeing this trace, Qiu Lan's eyes sank slightly, and her heart was full of doubts.

After oral and blood evidence collection, she and Xiao Cong put away the equipment, and walked out with a heavy face, Xu Chengyan was waiting outside.

"How is it? Doctor Qiu."

"Officer Xu, I have discovered something." Qiu Lan pursed her lips, frowned slightly, her expression on her face was a little cold, "I just checked the wound on the wounded man's head and found that the wound was more powerful than the wound on the dead man's head." The wound is two to three times smaller."

"It's not enough to be fatal if you hit it with that kind of strength."

Hearing her words, Xu Chengyan's eyes gradually dimmed, and the small wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were full of doubts, "In other words, the person who injured Qi Mo and the person who killed Tan Peiling is not the same person."

"Yes, but there is another possibility." Qiu Lan lowered her eyes and told him the guess just now, "That is, the murderer who wounded and killed was the same, but the murderer had no intention of killing the wounded." .”

"Doctor Qiu, I understand what you mean." Xu Chengyan nodded slightly, and the expression on his face became clearer, "I will focus on investigating the people who are related to Qi Mo and live in Donglang Mountain."

"She said that her grandma lives here, and I will send someone to investigate the people around who have a close relationship with her grandma."

"Yeah." Qiu Lan nodded silently, and continued to speak: "Also, I found a handprint on her shoulder. This handprint is probably made by the murderer."

After finishing speaking, she looked at the assistant Xiao Cong on the side, and said softly, "Xiao Cong, turn around and show me a demonstration for Officer Xu."

"Okay." Xiao Cong pursed his lips, nodded, then turned around, facing away from them.

Qiu Lan put down the alley in her hand, weighed her tiptoes, stretched out her hands to grab Xiao Cong's shoulders, and then pulled her back.

"Officer Xu, that's it. The murderer probably wanted to hold the wounded, but because the clothes the wounded was wearing this morning were made of nylon, he couldn't catch them. His hands slipped and caused such marks." Qiu Lan frowned. Lips, the voice is a little cold.

"And this mark is very special. According to the normal situation, when pulling a person, I would use the other four fingers except the thumb, but on Qi Mo's left shoulder, I only found three fingers."

Three fingers?

Upon hearing this, Xu Chengyan instantly thought of a suspicious point in the autopsy report of the deceased.

"Doctor Qiu, what do you mean, the one who caused the wound on the injured shoulder and the one who caused the crush on the deceased's face are the same person, and they are both disabled people who are suspected of not having a little finger?"

"Yeah." Qiu Lan nodded solemnly, her eyebrows moved slightly, "There are indeed only three fingers on the shoulder, the index finger, the middle finger, and the ring finger, so I think these two places can be connected."

"Okay, Dr. Qiu, I understand the situation, so please go back to the police station and send me a detailed report." Xu Chengyan looked at her softly, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

"Don't worry, I will sort it out as soon as possible." Qiu Lan lowered her eyes and said softly: "By the way, Officer Xu, I will leave Qi Mo to you. I will go back to the police station to sort out the information first."

"it is good."

After leaving the hospital, Qiu Lan and Xiao Cong went back to the coroner's room of the police station, sorted out the materials of the rape and murder case in Donglangshan in detail, and then made a report and sent it to colleagues in the serious crime team.

At six o'clock in the evening, in the underground parking lot, Qiu Lan sat in her car, closed her eyes, and gently pressed the corners of her eyes to soothe her nerves.

This time the case got off to a tricky start.

Two murderers, one dead, one wounded, three crime scenes, and no trace of dragging was found on the path between the two crime scenes related to the dead.

And the strange scar on the back of the deceased, what exactly caused it?
They can connect each other in a straight line, but the force is uneven, resulting in intermittent scars?
Many questions circled in Qiu Lan's mind, which made her a little worried.

At this moment, the classic English song "Coming Home" rang on the mobile phone in the handbag.

The melodious and melodious singing voice quietly entered Qiu Lan's ears. She opened her handbag and took out her mobile phone. A string of unfamiliar numbers on the screen of the mobile phone fell into her eyes.

This phone number belongs to this city.

After hesitating for a moment, she still connected the phone, "Hello, hello."

"Hello, Lan'er." There was a deep and piercing voice from the other end of the phone.

Originally, Qiu Lan felt familiar when she heard this voice, but she didn't know who it was, but besides Xue Yancheng, no one would call her "Lan'er".

"Xue Yancheng, you really don't hit the south wall and don't look back. Last time you followed me to find my home, and now you have found my phone number, what? You know that I work in the police station, so you want to use the crime of harassment to come in for a few minutes. God?"

Qiu Lan bit her back hard