I'm calling thunder with my bare hands, you make me believe in science

Zhang Tianle glanced at the location of the corpse: "There was a blood-stained rag in his hand. That is the murderer's clothes and blood. As long as you compare it with big data, you can catch the murderer."

The young policeman walked up to the forensic doctor and said, "See if there is any evidence in his hand."

The forensic doctor frowned and couldn't believe that Li Yinian, a child, would believe the words of a magician, but she finally went to see it.

But when she came back again, she had a ghostly expression on her face. At this moment, she had a transparent sealed bag in her hand, which contained a blood-stained rag: "There is indeed evidence in the palm of the deceased's hand. Wait until I go back to big data After comparison, the murderer can be found.”

As soon as the forensic doctor said this, the live broadcast room became excited again:

【Fuck! Although I believe Master Zhang’s calculation is extremely accurate, is it too ridiculous to be able to calculate it? 】

[Ah, Master, live broadcast online to catch the murderer? 】

[Can you still play like this? 】

The surrounding police officers looked at Zhang Tianle with complex expressions in their eyes.

This guy is really accurate.

At this time, the forensic assistant asked Chen Changling and other family members to identify the cleaned body to see if it belonged to their family members.

As soon as Chen Changling walked over and saw the corpse, he burst into tears: "Brother, how could you die so miserably? Who on earth harmed you!"

Just the thought that the little brother he has been looking for for decades is lying under his threshold, but they walk over their corpses all day long. This trampling has lasted for nearly fifty years. This makes Mr. Chen Changling feel more and more uncomfortable in his heart. .

After a while, Fang Ning helped old man Chen Changling back and looked at Zhang Tianle: "Master Zhang, who is the murderer of my uncle? Where is he now?"

"That's your father-in-law's best friend, Lin Xuanzong. He currently lives in Building 35, Building 606, North [-]st Street, Z District, Peng City."

"Impossible! He has been dead for eleven years." Chen Changling choked and denied: "And he will never kill my little brother."

The reason why he knew Lin Xuanzong was because he was introduced by his younger brother. The two of them were close friends, so he absolutely did not believe that Lin Xuanzong would kill his second brother.

Zhang Tianle glanced at Chen Changling meaningfully: "Your wife runs Renhe Hospital in Pengcheng, right? He will be sent to the emergency room of Renhe Hospital for rescue in five minutes. If you don't believe it, you can arrange for someone to take pictures for you. A video for you to identify the authenticity.”

Zhang Tianle's words made Chen Changling frown.

When Zhang Tianle was still hesitant, Fang Ning, who had completely believed in Zhang Tianle's abilities, immediately took out his phone, called the director of Pengcheng Renhe Hospital, and asked the director to turn on the VX phone.

When the director hurried to the emergency room, he saw a patient coming out of the ambulance.

The camera of the dean's cell phone was pointed at the patient.

At this moment, Fang Ning had put the phone in front of Mr. Chen. When Mr. Chen saw the patient's face on the screen of the phone, he exclaimed: "How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible. Isn't he dead? At that time, I They all even attended his funeral.”

At this moment, Mr. Chen was completely confused.

The surrounding police officers were also stunned.

In other words, everything Zhang Tianle said is true.

Is this too bullshit?

Zhang Tianle looked at the stunned police officers: "If you don't believe it, you can compare it with Lin Xuanzong's blood sample from Pengcheng Hospital after the results of the forensic examination are out. I believe you have your own means. Matched."

After explaining to the police, Zhang Tianle looked at Fang Ning: "Now the body has been dug out, the soil has been backfilled, and the wall has been built."

Li Yinian was about to come up to stop them from destroying the crime scene, but was stopped by his captain. In the end, they could only leave with others. They wanted to verify whether everything Zhang Tianle said was true.

If Zhang Tianle said that Lin Xuanzong was really the murderer of Chen Changling's brother, then they would have to thank Zhang Tianle.

After the policemen left, Fang Ning called to Master Huang and asked his men to fill back the soil and build a wall. While building the wall, he asked Master Huang's workers to open a new gate in the southeast.

As soon as they built the wall, the police left and returned.

Li Yinian came over. He glanced at Zhang Tianle with a complicated expression, and then walked to the old man Chen Changling, who was still immersed in searching for his younger brother for decades, but was lying under his threshold being trampled by them: "Mr. Chen, The test results are out.”

"Our forensic doctor has concluded that the deceased is your brother, and the owner of the cloth and blood in your brother's hand is Lin Xuanzong. Based on this, it is inferred that the suspect was Lin Xuanzong. Now the captain and the others have gone to Pengcheng to arrest I will definitely give you an explanation. Please rest assured!"

After hearing what Li Yinian said, Chen Changling staggered and almost fell to the ground. Chen Zixuan and Fang Ning helped him in time to prevent him from falling.

Chen Changling was completely unable to hold back at this moment: "How is this possible? My younger brother and he are so close. They are close friends with each other. Why would he want to harm my younger brother? We all trust him so much, but he..."

Many friends who were still in Zhang Tianle's live broadcast room were all in an uproar.

【god! It’s really amazing! 】

[The master can even calculate this! 】

[By the way, is this another script created by the anchor? 】

[If this were all a script, it would be too real. 】

[Doesn’t anyone think this is a bit scary? 】

[My little brother was buried under his doorstep by his best friend for decades without knowing it, and every day they stepped on his brother's bones to look for him. Maybe his little brother's soul was mourning down there at the moment. Look at yourself and say to him, brother, I am here! Just thinking about this makes me shudder! 】

【Fuck! Stop talking upstairs! 】

【Barrage bodyguard! 】

[Compared to the ghost stories told upstairs, I want to know more about the grudges of these people back then. If the anchor is so powerful, can he figure out what happened back then? 】

[Please ask the anchor to answer! 】

Chen Ruixiang, who had been taking pictures of Zhang Tianle with his mobile phone, pursed his lips. He was also very curious.

Since he was a child, his grandfather has told him how powerful his uncle is and how close he is to Lin Xuanzong. The reason why their family became successful is thanks to Lin Xuanzong, a Feng Shui master who helped them choose a good Feng Shui.

All the information he had about his uncle came from his grandfather.

So he was curious about his uncle.

Just thinking about his uncle being killed by Lin Xuanzong made him itch with hatred, but he was also very curious: "Master Zhang, can you tell me what happened that year? Lin Xuanzong killed my uncle , and even buried him under the threshold of our house, what made him do such a thing that was worse than a beast?"