Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 98 The crime scene
After the words fell, the police officer sorted out the information that the part-time worker told her and told it to Yuan Shuai and Meng Yao.

"The person who reported the crime was the proprietress of this hotel, and the first person who found the dead was Zhang Hui, a part-time worker of this hotel."

"She comes here at nine o'clock every morning to work as a part-time housekeeper, just changing the sheets and cleaning things."

"Because there are more people staying in hotels during the May Day holiday these days, and more people checking out early this morning, so she started working half an hour earlier today than before."

Looking at his records, the policeman continued: "According to Zhang Hui, she arrived at the door of the room where the crime happened at [-]:[-]."

"When she arrived, the door was ajar, and there was no one in the room, only the sound of water in the bathroom."

"Because she didn't see any clothes in the room, she thought it was the guest who forgot to turn off the tap when he left."

"But when she went in, she found that the deceased was soaked in the bathtub, and the tap was still adding water."

Raising his eyebrows, Meng Yao had a general understanding of the crime scene.

Go up the stairs to the third floor, and from time to time, you can see tenants sticking their heads out of their rooms to watch the excitement, and some quietly taking pictures with their mobile phones.

Yuan Shuai also saw their small movements, so he could only yell symbolically, but he couldn't do anything else.

After all, the masses have the right to know and freedom of speech, right?
The two came to room [-], just as people from the trace inspection department had just walked out of it.

The person in charge of the trace inspection department of the following team stepped forward, "Captain Yuan, forensic doctor Meng, the inspection has been completed inside."

"Because the deceased was soaked in a bathtub, and the water was left for an unknown amount of time, there is too little evidence to collect."

Nodding his head, Meng Yao straightened his white coat, put on a hood, mask and gloves, carried the investigation box, and walked in on the steps they had laid.

Once entering the room, there is a large double bed diagonally opposite. The quilt on the bed is still spread flat, and it looks like no one has been lying on it.

Behind the entrance door is a separate bathroom, and there are two police officers from the trace inspection department waiting to help.

Walking into the bathroom along the pedals, Meng Yao habitually looked at the entire bathroom layout.

To the right of the door is a sink, and in the corner next to it is a toilet.

On the left hand side of the door, near the back of the door, is a shower room separated by curved glass.

Finally, diagonally opposite the bathroom door is a large bathtub half a meter deep and two meters long.

Standing at the door and taking a quick look at the bathtub at this time, all I could see was the water that was about to overflow at any moment, and the long black hair floating on the water.

Seeing Meng Yao walking in, a female police officer took the initiative to explain, "When we came in just now, this faucet was still filling the bathtub with water."

"We were afraid that if there was too much water, the evidence would be washed away, so we closed it."

"But the rest of us didn't move anything."

Nodding, Meng Yao stepped on the pedals and walked to the bathtub, looked around the floor around the bathtub, and finally landed on the floor drain in the corner.

"Take that floor drain back for testing!"

The policewoman next to her nodded in response, used tweezers to snap off the floor drain and put it in the evidence bag, then stood quietly by the side.

Seeing Meng Yao bent over and staring at the bathtub, another policeman asked curiously.

"Meng Forensic Doctor, this man is dead, why did the murderer turn on the faucet and keep adding water to the bathtub?"

(End of this chapter)