On One Hundred Ways of Breaking the Bends

There was a lot of chatter at the other end, and I couldn't hear what was being said.Then there was a sound of trotting, the volume suddenly increased several times, and then gradually decreased, and finally there were two sounds of closing the door, and the noise inside was blocked out at once.Wang Dui shouted hello a few more times, and then Wen Ning's urgent voice came from the phone.

"King team King team, where are you?"

"Us? In the morgue, what's the matter? Has something happened?"

"Ah, why are you still there? Come up quickly, there is going to be a fryer up there."

Dui Wang glanced back at Qiu Feng, and then asked Wen Ning, "What happened?"

Qiu Feng saw the look in Wang Dui's eyes, and then he hurried around to Wang Dui's side and listened to the phone with him.Wen Ning's voice on the phone became even more urgent.

"A man came over to ask for a car. His attitude was quite tough. Come up quickly."

"Okay, we'll be right there."

Wang Dui asked Lin Yi and Qiu Feng to continue the autopsy, while he took the elevator up to the hall.As soon as he got off the elevator, Dui Wang heard shouting and cursing. Following the sound, he saw a middle-aged man in his 50s.He was wearing a famous brand but couldn't cover his increasingly fat body, with a dirty mouth, clamoring for a car.

Dui Wang touched his nose and walked over

"Hello, my name is Wang Lei, and I'm from our city..."

The fat man waved his hand impatiently, "Don't tell me that, I don't like you, just tell me about my car! My car!"

Hearing what he said, Team Wang also put away his smile.

"If you lose your car, go to the police. I'm not in charge of finding the car."

"Fart, you sent the notice yourself, if I don't ask you, who will I look for?"

Wang Dui turned his back and smiled at him.

"Then why don't you ask him where he went?"

The fat middle-aged man was stunned, and then continued to yell, but his tone softened significantly.

"So I want you to look for it! She must have driven away in my car, didn't she! What are you doing..."

"Who is she to you?"

"Who do you care she is me?!"

Wang Dui asked a few simple questions, and the fat middle-aged man faltered and faltered, no longer confident.Then a voice sounded from behind the crowd.

"Is she what you're looking for?"

When everyone turned their heads, it turned out to be Qiu Feng.He took a folder and clapped it in his hand.

The fat man looked over the crowd to look at him, "What? Where is it?"

Qiu Feng waved at him, "Come with me, I'll take you to see it"

"Don't play tricks on me."

"Of course, let's go."

The fat man pushed away the crowd, and followed Qiu Feng to the elevator doubtfully.Wang Dui looked at their backs and laughed, thinking that it was time to teach him a lesson and let him 'quiet' for a while.At this time, colleagues from the trace inspection department sent the latest inspection report.Dui Wang took a closer look, was shocked, and hurried to the morgue.

The fat man on the elevator kept asking Qiu Feng what was going on, but Qiu Feng didn't say a word.The elevator quickly descended to the basement floor. When the door opened, the temperature around him suddenly dropped a few degrees.The fat man was scared. He was afraid that Qiu Fengfeng would hit someone, so he subconsciously hid to the side.

"What are you doing? Where is this place? I'm just looking for a car. I know your chief very well. Don't play tricks."

"Don't you want to know where the driver went? I'll take you to see her now. You'll know where your car is when you see her."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Feng got off the elevator, went to the door of the morgue and opened it, turned his head and made a gesture of invitation to the man, who tremblingly refused to go in.Qiu Feng opened the door and walked in. The man had no choice but to follow.The quiet morgue was clean, the freezing temperature almost froze the air, and the smell of blood was sealed in the air, motionless.The man walked slowly towards Qiu Feng, the rows of solemn morgues were only numbered outside.

He followed Qiu Feng closer and closer, the sound of the needle and thread passing through the skin became louder and louder, Susu's voice spread in the air with the range of the movement.When he came to Qiu Feng's side, he stood still, his body trembled as if electrified, and then his eyes darkened and he passed out.

Lin Yi was inspecting the skull of the deceased in front of the operating table, when suddenly a wall fell in front of him, and there was a muffled bang.He looked up over the mortuary bed to look at the man on the ground, and then asked Qiu Feng

"Brother, who is he?"

Qiu Feng turned his head away from him, pointed to the corpse on the operating table, "Her benefactor."

"Oh, so you have found her identity?"

"That's right, but we won't know the details until he wakes up."

At this time, Dui Wang got off the elevator and ran in panting, and reported the trace inspection report to Qiu Feng.Qiu Feng took it and smiled

"Not bad, almost as I expected"

"What's the same?" Lin Yi was puzzled.

Qiu Feng shook the report in his hand, "This is a premeditated crime, and this bloody fingerprint found on the sun visor of the cab is the evidence."

Lin Yi shook his head while wearing a mask and said vaguely, "I still don't understand."

Qiu Feng looked at Lin Yi with a flat mouth, tapped his temple with his right index finger and said:

"First, the sun visor was lowered, indicating that the sun was still glaring when the deceased went out. The murderer returned to the driver's cab and raised the sun visor after killing the man, indicating that it was already dark. Second, both sun visors were closed. , but there are only fingerprints on the sun visor of the driver's cab. It can also be said that the murderer did not sit in the co-pilot. After the murder, the murderer did not escape, but covered up the situation at the scene, indicating that all of this was probably planned in advance These."

"Could it be that the murderer was sitting in the passenger seat and put away his sun visor when he got out of the car?"

Qiu Feng shook his head

"Probably not. If you do the same action twice, the murderer will definitely have an impression. A coherent action like this should be unconscious."

Wang Dui lowered his head and hummed, and said: "But if the murderer is unconscious, then he will leave another fingerprint when he closes the sun visor and touches the steering wheel, but there is no fingerprint of the second person on the steering wheel. How to explain this?"

"That means that the murderer felt that the sun visor was obstructing him after he got into the cab, so he had to lift up the sun visor before putting on the gloves."

Lin Yi and Wang Dui were stunned, glanced at each other, and then said to Qiu Feng in unison: "You mean...?"