Someone has a crush on Forensic Gu

The candy in the palm of his hand was almost deformed by Gu Yuan, and the weather in October began to become hot and dry. Gu Yuan stood at the gate of the police station, feeling extremely depressed.

Why is this happening?

He asked himself, but he couldn't get an answer. This is his shortcoming, he can't guess other people's thoughts, and he can't even understand his own mood.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Wen Zihan who was far away in the United States: If one day, I said something that hurt you, would you be angry?

Wen Zihan quickly recovered: How could I be angry with you, as long as the principle is not violated, everything is easy to talk about.

After seeing it, Gu Yuan became even more puzzled. Just when he couldn't figure it out, a man's arm suddenly fell on his shoulder, and he subconsciously threw it away, acting very alert, like a frightened deer.

The owner of the arm still had that casual smile on his face: "What are you thinking?"

Gu Yuan's mind went blank for a moment, he tried to sort out the logic of this matter: "We are friends now, right?"

"Yeah." Mo Lin said, "I've changed from an acquaintance to a friend."

Gu Yuan felt even more confused, left Mo Lin behind and kept walking until he reached the side of Mo Lin's car, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in it.

The smell in the car bored him. He put the windbreaker and hat on his head, leaned on the seat, closed his eyes, and tried to sort out those messy thoughts.

Mo Lin gently closed the car door, put his fingers on the steering wheel, and seemed to tap it twice unconsciously. He didn't start the car immediately, but turned his head to look at the "autistic" Gu Yuan on the co-pilot. He looks like A hedgehog is untouchable.

Even with his eyes closed, Gu Yuan could feel that Mo Lin was looking at him, and his brows frowned: "Do you want to drive?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he smelled a faint smell of tobacco slowly approaching him, even passing over his body, and continued to test...

Gu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, shrank his body, and leaned back extremely defensively.

But the other party hooked the slender knuckles and pulled out a piece of seat belt from the right side of the seat...

His movements were very slow, inversely proportional to the beating frequency of Gu Yuan's heart at the moment.

"Crack." The seat belt was fastened.

"Don't worry, safety first."

The corners of Mo Lin's eyes were slightly bent, and he slowly sat up straight, touching the steering wheel with his hands, and the strap on his wrist reflected the luster of metal.

Gu Yuan only felt that this reflective thing was hindering him, so he pulled the brim of his hat to block it.

Mo Lin didn't say anything along the way, because he was clearly aware of his current situation, if he made any more noise, the people next to him might explode on the spot.

When I returned to the snack street again, the shutter door of Qiu's BBQ was half open, and there was no light inside, so the light was very dark.

Mo Lin stood outside the door and knocked on the rolling door: "Is anyone inside?"

Not long after, a tall, thin boy walked out, wearing the school uniform of the No. [-] Middle School, holding a stack of plates in his hand, and the zipper of the school uniform was wide open.

He looked a little foolish, but he had a fair and pretty face. His hair was a little long, covering his forehead, making his face even smaller.

"It doesn't open until 7 p.m., come early." With his back to the two of them, he opened the disinfection cabinet and put the unsterilized dishes in it.

"You are Qiu Yao?" Mo Lin asked.

Qiu Yao paused for a moment, turned around and looked at the two people: "Well, what's the matter?"

Gu Yuan stood at the door coldly: "The police."

Qiu Yao looked at the speaker. He was wearing a black windbreaker, the brim of the windbreaker covered half of his face, exuding a gloomy atmosphere, he looked like a robber, while the person on his right was wearing a suit and leather shoes. The whole body is full of the feeling of RMB, which is completely rich and handsome.

Qiu Yao looked very calm, he closed the disinfection cabinet: "Police? Are you? Where are the documents?"

"The current junior high school students are so vigilant, it seems that the school is teaching well." With a smile on his lips, Mo Lin took out his ID card.

After confirming his identity, Qiu Yao looked much more honest.

Gu Yuan: "Zhou Jie handed you the school uniform she wore through the window last night. Where is her school uniform?"

"What do you want her school uniform for?"

Mo Lin: "Check the DNA of the blood, is there any problem?"

"There's no blood on the clothes, and I've already washed the school uniform. It should be all done. Do you want more?"

"Have you washed it?" Mo Lin had to look at him a few more times.

"There's really no blood on the clothes, I'll show you." Qiu Yao turned and went upstairs.

Not long after, he came down with a coat: "I don't want this coat anymore. It's scary to hear what you say."

Gu Yuan didn't want to waste time on this, so he quickly took out a large evidence bag from his pocket, stuffed his clothes into it, and prepared to leave.

Mo Lin noticed a 1cm incision on the pulp of the boy's right index finger. He raised his eyebrows and asked casually, "Can I go upstairs and have a look?"

The boy frowned, as if he was reluctant, but he couldn't refuse: "What do you want to see?"

"Study the structure of the window."

On the second floor, Mo Lin noticed that the proprietress was not at home, so he asked, "Where's your mother?"

"She went to stock up."

"Don't you have class today?"

"I feel a little uncomfortable, so I asked for leave."

"Really? Where is it uncomfortable?"

"Stomach hurts, it's much better now."

There is an old wooden ladder at the top of the stairs. The ladder is very old and its color is close to black-gray, but the bottom section of the crossbar has obviously been cut off by a sharp knife, revealing a relatively new section. wooden structure.

No fragments of wood were found on the ground, but it is certain that the chipped marks were left not long ago.

When I came in the morning, I didn't find such a ladder on the second floor.

Gu Yuan also noticed, and frowned.

The three of them came to the boy's room, and there was a poster on the bedside table. It was indeed the star Yuan Tongtong, and the size of this poster should be the same as the poster in Zhou Jie's room, and the material looked similar.

There were traces of mopping on the ground, and it was not completely dry, but Gu Yuan clearly remembered that when he came in the morning, the ground was already very clean, so there was really no need to mop it again, and the boy just said that he had an upset stomach, so he should have a good rest ?

The more Gu Yuan thought about it, the more something was wrong, he took out his mobile phone and called Yan Ji, and the connection was connected immediately.

"Come to the next door, there is a problem here."

As soon as Yan Ji heard that there was a problem, he brought tools and rushed over without delay: "What's the problem?"

At this moment, Qiu Yao's expression changed slightly: "Uncle policeman, why is there something wrong with me here?"

Yan Ji asked everyone to wait below, using laser equipment to search for possible traces in the room, not long after, he came down from upstairs, and said with a confused face: "There is a small amount of wiped blood in the room. ...Is there something wrong with this bloodstain?"

Gu Yuan: "If there is any problem, you will know after inspection."

At this time, fine beads of sweat had already oozed from the boy's forehead, and he looked a little restless.

"Sorry, you might have to come with us." Mo Lin said with a smile.

Qiu Yao became restless: "Why do you take me away?"

"Just going to the police station to drink tea, there is no need to be so nervous." Yan Ji said.

Qiu Yao stopped talking, hid his dissatisfaction and redundant emotions, and followed the police into the car.

Mo Lin stared straight ahead, driving the car seriously, and suddenly asked Gu Yuan, "What do you think?"

"If the blood on the floor of Qiu Yao's house belongs to the deceased, then the case will be more complicated."

"What if it's not?"

"Then he won't have to clean the floor repeatedly."

Mo Lin: "Qiu Yao does seem to have a problem..."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the DNA report of the blood on the floor finally came out.

Gu Yuan stared at the results on the report and fell into deep thought.

Li Meng came over, picked up the report card and glanced at it: "How could it be his own blood?"

Gu Yuan looked at the young man inside through the glass window of the interrogation room: "When a person is stressed, the sympathetic nerves will be excited, the secretion of adrenaline will increase, the heartbeat will speed up, and the blood pressure will rise..."

Li Meng: "Can you say something understandable?"

Gu Yuan: "He's afraid."

Li Meng: "It can be seen that people are like this when they are afraid."

But Gu Yuan analyzed a lot just now, just to draw such a conclusion?Sometimes he really doesn't understand Gu Yuan's brain circuit.

The dialog box on the computer screen flickered for a moment, and a file to be received jumped out. Gu Yuan clicked on it immediately. On it was the test result of traces on the school uniform. The result column read: Suspected blood stains.

"Suspect... That means it can't be used as evidence." Li Meng was a little disappointed.

At this point, the case fell into a bottleneck again. Almost everyone believed that the little girl Zhou Jie was the biggest suspect, but the girl acted too calmly, as if she didn't know anything.

As a neighbor, Qiu Yao could not be directly involved in the murder, but since he entered the interrogation room, his forehead has been sweating and his hands and feet are trembling slightly. I don't know what he is worried about.

As the instinct of the policeman, he had to temporarily keep Qiu Yao here for interrogation, maybe he could tell something.

"I really don't know anything. Why was my brother knocked out? Didn't he accidentally fall into the frying pan? Did you make a mistake when you dissected the corpse..."

The girl sobbed softly and asked the recorded detective: "When can I get out from here, I want to go back to school..."

As for Qiu Yao...

"Can I go...I really don't know anything...I just borrowed a school uniform...As for?"

It could be seen that Qiu Yao was trying his best to keep calm, but his body betrayed him.

Li Meng scratched his head: "The boy's psychological quality is not good, why don't we judge the boy first."

"Wait a minute." Mo Lin stared at Qiu Yao on the computer screen, and said casually, "It's not the time yet, let him stay for a while..."

"Why?" Meng Lan asked cautiously.

"The best time to interrogate the suspect is to wait for the opponent's defense line to completely collapse. This person doesn't need us to prepare the groundwork. He can achieve the same effect by himself for a while."