Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 138 Suspicious Fire

"If the deceased wanted to enter the bedroom, the victim must have seen it at a glance when he was sitting here. It is impossible for him to have no reaction at all."

"Maybe!"

Meng Yao put the flashlight back into the investigation box, and said while looking at the decorations on the desk.

"If the murderer was known to the deceased and was someone he knew or trusted, then she would definitely be defenseless."

"Since she is not on guard, she will not pay special attention, let alone whether the murderer is standing behind her."

Her words made the room fall into silence, until they heard police officers greeting Yuan Shuai from the living room, and the two walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as Yuan Shuai saw Meng Yao, he hurried forward, "How is it?"

"The scene is in such a mess, I can't hope that the trace inspection department can extract any valuable evidence."

The implication is that I can only rely on you now!
Meng Yao looked around the entire living room again, "Although the scene is very messy, but fortunately the other two deceased have not been moved, so we still found some clues."

"As for whether it is useful or not, we will not know until it is tested."

Looking at the sofa that was used as the starting point of the fire, Meng Yao expressed his doubts, "I'm just curious about the reason why the murderer set the fire."

"If the murderer really wanted to kill and burn the corpses, why didn't they move the other two corpses here and burn them together?"

"If it wasn't for the purpose of burning the corpse, then the fire would be a bit inexplicable!"

Nodding his head, Yuan Shuai also echoed his words, "Actually, I also asked the comrades in the fire brigade about this issue just now."

"According to his recollection, when he broke the window and came in, the sofa was almost burned."

"But the strange thing is that there is no fire in other places. He also suspects that the deceased on the sofa was drunk and smoked or accidentally started the fire."

"However, when they put out the fire and entered the room to search for survivors, they found the other two dead. After making sure that there would be no more fire, they retreated the same way and called us."

Looking around, Yuan Shuai said, "From the time they arrived and started fighting the fire to the end, it took about 10 minutes."

"However, judging by the degree of burning on the sofa, it seems that it has been burning for more than 10 minutes. I guess that when the fire was ignited, the murderer should have put other combustibles on the sofa to speed up the combustion."

Zhang Dongxu rubbed his chin and looked at the sofa with a deep look, then turned his head to look at Meng Yao, "That means, the murderer is trying to cover up?"

Meng Yao, "I don't know."

After finishing speaking, she carried the suitcase and walked out. Her work hasn't started yet, so she probably won't be able to finish it all night.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when everyone returned to the police station.

In the forensic room, as soon as Meng Yao put down the investigation box, Zhang Dongxu walked in with several bags in his hand, looking at Meng Yao with some ambiguity.

Gazing at him, Meng Yao went to the sink to wash her hands, then walked to the chair and sat down while shaking her hands. When she raised her head, she met him with a gossipy face.

"What's the matter, looking at your expression, those who don't know it think I've been abandoned all the time!"

Zhang Dongxu, who almost choked on his own saliva, pointed at her, and then put the things in his hand on the table in front of her, the gossip became more obvious.

"Tell me, what's your relationship with Mr. Lu?"

"Boss Lu? Lu Zhixing? What's wrong with him?" Meng was confused by his question, and then reached out to take out the contents of those bags one by one.

(End of this chapter)