Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 137
On the opposite side of the bed is a study table with a bookcase. There are a few books and two framed photo frames on the bookcase, and a book and a notebook are placed flat on the table.

On the chair, a little girl about 1.2 meters tall, wearing a red and white primary school uniform, with a high ponytail and a hairpin, was slumped on the chair with her head raised, her hands drooping by her sides.

After looking it over, Meng Yao handed the box to Zhang Dongxu and straightened the dead man's head.

"The deceased's complexion was swollen and turned purple, with multiple bleeding spots, slightly convex eyeballs, bleeding spots on the conjunctiva of the eyes, and slight edema of the conjunctiva."

Taking out a flashlight from the investigation box, she leaned over and propped the dead man's mouth open.

"The hyoid bone was fractured and the tip of the tongue protruded. The murderer must have used a lot of force and didn't give her a chance to react."

Afterwards, Meng Yao tilted the deceased's head to the side to reveal the thin and deep groove on the neck.

"The crime tool used by the murderer is thin and soft. It should be something like a nylon rope or thin thread."

As she spoke, she also picked up a five or six centimeter long red fringe from the hair on the back of the deceased's neck.

"nylon rope."

Zhang Dongxu found a ziplock bag to put it in, and couldn't help sighing, "The rope is about to break, how much hatred this murderer has for an eight-year-old child!"

After trying twice with her finger on the strangle mark, Meng Yao frowned and looked at the blood stasis symptoms on Liu Hui's neck, and the entire strangle mark was bruised and purple on the neck.

"The murderer was so powerful that the veins of the deceased were ruptured and he died of suffocation."

Afterwards, Meng Yao squatted near the dead man's feet and observed carefully for a while, "Even though the dead man was young and lacked strength, there was not even a trace of struggle left under his feet."

This unscientific!

Zhang Dongxu also squatted down and looked under the table like her, also confused.

Meng Yao thought for a while, then stood up and looked at the face of the deceased, "There are two reasons for this situation!"

"One, the deceased shot too quickly. She shot without any precautions, causing her to suffocate to death in a short time."

"Second, the deceased was frightened like Zhang Hongyan, so she forgot to struggle when she was frightened, and when she wanted to struggle, she had no strength left."

As if to prove her guess, Meng Yao knelt down again, moved the dead man's feet away, and pointed to the ground.

"Look here, it's not that she didn't struggle, but the strength of her struggle was too small, leaving only some inconspicuous marks on the ground."

Following the place she pointed, Zhang Dongxu took a closer look, and there were indeed some marks that looked like dust being dragged where the deceased had put his feet.

Nodding their heads, the two stood up and looked at the young Liu Hui with mixed emotions in their hearts.

In order to determine whether the deceased was directly strangled on the chair or placed on it after death, Meng Yao unzipped the deceased's jacket.

Handed the deceased to Zhang Dongxu, "Healed up."

Later, with the help of Zhang Dongxu, Meng Yao pulled down the clothes of the deceased from the back of the neck, and then saw that there was a large area of ​​muscular hemorrhage on the skin where Liu Hui's shoulder blades were in contact with the back of the chair. Phenomenon.

This shows that Liu Hui was sitting on a chair and was directly strangled to death on the chair by the murderer from behind without any precaution.

Here comes a new problem!
Zhang Dongxu looked at the bedroom door directly behind him, "This is wrong!"

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