Super Time Detective

"Yes, that's the problem."

Ye Huairui agreed with Mai's idea.

In fact, Gao Chuan's death itself is a very controversial cause of death.

It is not easy to find out whether a person who fell from a height died by suicide, homicide, or accident.

It is true that many relevant documents have counted the characteristics of high-fall deaths in various situations, but they can only be used as a reference, not as a real hammer.

When there is no surveillance, lack of witnesses, or the testimony of witnesses is unreliable, the police usually spend a lot of energy to investigate the nature of a high-fall case.

Even if it was really a homicide, without evidence, the murderer might turn the truth upside down, and the police might not be able to do anything about him.

Especially Xie Nan was drunk that day—let alone whether he drank the wine himself or was force-fed, but with the reason of being drunk, the murderer wanted to create a convincing scene situation, it is still possible.

Even so, the murderer, or someone else, chose a more roundabout, or simply put, a more tossing method-transferring the dead Xie Nan to the road not far from home, and then disguised it as a car accident Hit and run case.

The plan did come close to succeeding.

But in fact, for the murderer, it was a risky adventure.

Because in the process of moving the corpse, he might be witnessed by unrelated people, and he might leave his own biological traces, or maybe something went wrong in the disguised car accident, leaving flaws that can be seen through by the police at a glance, etc.

However, even so, the murderer still wants to do this, so there must be a reason for doing so.

"I guess……"

Ye Huairui frowned, and said slowly word by word:

"The first is that the identity of 'him' is very suspicious. As long as he appears at the scene, he will arouse the suspicion of the police and become the target of a key investigation."

For example, if he has a grudge with Xie Nan, or has an interest dispute, as long as the police notice him, they will definitely investigate.

Or the murderer himself is a criminal, a fugitive, a stowaway, and has some shady criminal records, so he is afraid of being exposed to the police.

Mai nodded again and again, "You're right!"

Since Ye Huairui said "first", there must be "second".

Sure enough, she heard the other party continue to say:

"Secondly, the place where Xie Nan fell...may reveal something, so he has to move people away from there."

Ye Huairui suddenly turned his head to look at Mai with burning eyes:

"Do you still have the clothes, shoes and socks Xie Nan wore when the accident happened?"

Mai was taken aback for a moment, and then understood.

She nodded immediately.

"Of course it should still be there."

The female forensic doctor replied:

"It's probably in the physical evidence. I'll notify Officer Pob in time!"

Ye Huairui nodded.

Now they have enough evidence to prove that Xie Nan died from a high fall, and his body was moved after death, and the scene was disguised as a car accident. The nature of the case is completely different, and the Siam police must restart the investigation.

The investigation cannot be done overnight.

Whether it is to re-investigate Xie Nan's interpersonal relationship, to rule out all suspicious high-fall locations, or to investigate the traces and residues of the deceased's clothes, shoes and socks, etc... everything will take time, and he is not a foreign forensic doctor. able to interfere.

"Okay, then please."

Ye Huairui smiled gratefully at Mai, followed the female forensic doctor, and walked out of the dissecting room.

After Ye Huairui left the forensic laboratory, he went directly back to Bunter Farm.

Although Jiaer should be contacted by the police soon, he still intends to inform the little girl of this sad and happy news in advance.

When we got back to the farm, it was already 45:[-] in the evening.

Jia'er hasn't had dinner yet, like a little animal that's running around in a hurry, unable to sit still even if it pulls on the door.

As soon as she saw Ye Huairui enter the room, she immediately jumped up and rushed to him, "How's it going!? How's the autopsy result!?"

Ye Huairui was afraid that the girl would be over-excited and would not be able to stop crying, so he led him to the sofa and sat down, and then slowly told her the result.

As he expected, Jiaer burst into tears.

She wailed so loudly that her voice was so loud that she almost fainted.

Ye Huairui didn't know how to coax others, so he could only silently accompany the girl, waiting for Jiaer to calm down by herself.

This wait was almost another half an hour.

At 08:30, Ye Huairui and Jiaer finally sat at the dinner table, discussing the case while eating the long-overdue dinner.

Dinner is curry made by the maid.

To be honest, the taste of the curry is quite ordinary, and the appearance can only be described as "ugly". The only advantage is that the taste is strong, and Ye Huairui is really hungry, so he ate a lot of it on the rice.

Jia'er had just finished crying, her eyes were red and swollen, her face was haggard, and she had no appetite.

But this girl is indeed quite intelligent and strong. After calming down, she has regained the ability to think calmly.

"Since my father's death is a problem, then my uncle, cousin, and sister-in-law also...?"

Although Jiaer didn't want to eat, she scooped up a mouthful of rice and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Also, you told me yesterday about the problem with grandma's oxygen generator..."

She chewed the rice in her mouth as if chewing the invisible enemy, "Could it be that everyone in our family was killed by others?"

Ye Huairui frowned and didn't answer right away.

In his opinion, these cases do have too much in common.

First of all, everyone's death looks like an accident, but upon closer inspection, there are suspicious things.

He has not investigated the situation of Xie Dong, Timmy and Parwan, and Ms. Du Juan's oxygen generator can only be regarded as a "suspicious point".However, Xie Nan's "car accident" was a forgery, but it was the ironclad evidence he obtained through the autopsy.

The point is, in such a murder case disguised as an "accident", he happened to have encountered another one - Situ Yingxiong's daughter, Wang Yan, was also strangled and then pretended to commit suicide.

Although there was a gap of more than four years between Wang Yan and Xie Nan's case, they both happened to be the survivors of the robbers in the Jincheng robbery.

This can no longer be explained by "coincidence"...

Thinking of this, Ye Huairui frowned even tighter.

"correct."

He looked up at Jia Er:

"Think about it carefully, is there any other way to contact the escort who took care of your grandmother in the past?"

"I'm sorry, Diau was hired by my dad, I only know that he worked in a nursing home before..."

Jia'er's willow eyebrows suddenly drooped, and she shook her head sadly.

"As for which nursing home it is, and what his full name is, I don't know."

Indeed, the girl was too young at the time, and her close relatives died one after another. She had to take care of the funerals of her relatives while supporting a huge family business by herself.

——After all, who would have expected that that person would be very suspicious!

"It's my fault……"

Jiaer was still muttering:

"If only I had been a little more careful at the time... even taking a picture with Diau!"

Speaking of this, her spoon for scooping rice stopped in mid-air, and she suddenly remembered a detail, "I suddenly remembered that Diau doesn't seem to like taking pictures!"

"Oh?"

Ye Huairui also stopped chopsticks and looked up at Jia Er:

"Why do you say that?"

"On the day of my grandma's burial, the farm workers and neighbors all came to help, and even invited monks from the temple."

Carrie replied:

"After the funeral, everyone took a group photo, but as soon as Diau heard that the photo was going to be taken, he reasoned that he had to leave first..."

The girl spoke more and more slowly, and her brows became tighter and tighter.

"Now that I think about it, does he...does he...do not want to leave a picture of himself?"

A person who doesn't want to keep photos, unless he is camera phobic or has a low self-esteem about his appearance, otherwise, he probably has a ghost in his heart, for fear that someone will find him based on the photos.

Jiaer's expression became distorted.

The next second, she threw away the spoon and shot out like an arrow from the string, shouting as she ran:

"Take a lot of pictures on the day of grandma's funeral, and I saved them all!"

While speaking, her figure had disappeared at the corner of the stairs:

"Maybe, there will be one or two pictures that include Diau!"

Ye Huairui followed Jiaer up to the second floor, and when she walked into the study, Jiaer had already turned on the computer and inserted a CD into the drive.

"This is a photo I asked someone to take on the day of my grandma's funeral."

The girl pointed to the CD case that contained the CD. Two lines of Siamese were written on it with an oil-based pen, but Ye Huairui couldn't understand it.

Jia'er clicked on the folder of the CD, and there were hundreds of photos, and the most wonderful thing was, there were two 10-minute-long videos.

Ye Huairui dragged a chair, sat down beside the girl, and accompanied her to review the photos and videos one by one.

Just like Jiaer said before, Diau seemed to avoid the camera on purpose, she turned more than half, but couldn't find the escort.

"and many more!"

At this time, Ye Huairui suddenly stopped.

"Please turn one back."

Jiaer didn't know why, but obediently clicked the mouse button.

There are a total of four men in the picture on the screen, all of whom are typical dark-skinned Southeast Asians, who are busy with something next to the dug grave.

The three of them lowered their heads, and could only see the profile or the top of their heads. Only the one on the far right raised his head just as the shutter was pressed, and his entire face was clearly captured in the mirror.

Ye Huairui pointed to the man on the far right and asked, "Who is this man?!"

"He used to be a worker on our farm, but he has resigned... His name is like Bon or Ban or something..."

The girl blinked suspiciously:

"Forensic Ye, do you know him?"

"do not know."

Ye Huairui's face was condensed, "But I've seen him."

He added in his mind.

——In Jincheng, he followed me by car.