God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

The strong moist aroma was subdued in the haze? A sense of humidity suddenly popped out of my body.

In the hot water pouring down from the top of his head, Wen Xichun tried his best to open his eyes wide and looked at the naked man in front of him. After soaking in the clear water, his face became more and more beautiful, and the corner of his mouth still had that annoying smile. Evil smile.

"In such a hurry to open the door and come in? Do you want to wash too? Or did you say something? What ulterior motives."

Wen Xichun turned his head away, not daring to look at his face, but he said unforgivingly:

"Yes, come in? See if you have carbon monoxide poisoning."

Yao Jingrong raised his hand and gently brushed Wen Xichun's wet forehead hair with his fingertips: "You care about me so much? I just started washing, you can enjoy watching until the end."

"Okay." Wen Xichun patted his hand off, and bravely met his gaze.

Originally? It would be fine if this person retreated despite the difficulties, who knows? With plausible words, suddenly an unknown evil fire rushed into his forehead: "Do you want me to rub your back, the kind that peels off a layer of skin."

Yao Jingrong chuckled, stood up straight, and touched Wen Xichun's wet hair affectionately with one hand: "That's not necessary, dear, come out and wait for me."

Since Yao Jingrong gave him a step, Wen Xichun didn't show politeness to him, and went down: "I have something to ask you about last night's case, hurry up."

Walking out of the bathroom, Wen Xichun looked at the closed door and recalled the wet body behind the door——

"Bang!" He slammed his head against the wall.

Who is bad, even Huang Jiu can do it? Accept it, but it is this annoying bastard.

Yao Jingrong's bath was like carving a flower, and he carved it for four to ten minutes before slowly opening the door.

Under the wet hair is an extremely gorgeous face, and after washing it with clean water, it looks like a lotus flower.

Yao Jingrong tugged at the loose T-shirt, found it from the cabinet at the door, put on the sweater, looked at Wen Xichun, who was like a fool next to him, and secretly smiled a few times in his heart, still pretending? "Ah, this person is so annoying." They are still waiting here."

"The criminal investigation department is going crazy, you guys still want to take a nice bath first." Wen Xichun said with contempt.

"Do you have a backache?" Yao Jingrong said something out of nowhere when he answered the wrong question.

"_Jiao caramel hall_ doesn't hurt." Wen Xichun replied frankly.

"Sure enough, talking while standing up? It doesn't hurt your back." Yao Jingrong sneered, "From now on, all corpses in the form of giants will be sent to your home."

Wen Xichun: ...

"During the dissection process, there was a little misoperation, and the corrupt gas exploded. No one was spared, but at least they insisted on taking out the ribs. Now they are doing DNA testing, and it will be the day after tomorrow at the earliest. ? As a result, have you contacted the family members of the deceased?"

"Contacted, arrive in the afternoon."

Yao Jingrong nodded:

"Although it can be preliminarily determined that the deceased died of severe poisoning, it is possible that this is the murderer's way of deliberately diverting attention. There is no obvious trauma to the body surface and bone tissue, and there are no diseased organs in the body. After excluding these, it is still necessary to determine whether the deceased is dead The first crime scene was defined by whether he entered the water before death or entered the water after death. However, there was no obvious drowning phenomenon in the body of the deceased. It causes throat spasm and nerve reflexes, which will cause death from cardiorespiratory arrest, and there are no obvious characteristics of drowning."

Wen Xichun rubbed the center of his brows irritably, and his temples were tingling faintly: "There are hundreds of sets of footprints at the scene, and dozens of sets of fingerprints in the water tank. It's too difficult to check."

"First, ask the family and friends of the deceased about the situation of the deceased in the past month. So far, we can only do this." Yao Jingrong wiped her wet hair, her eyes fell on Wen Xichun's tense little face.

"Eat lunch together?"

"No, I have to go back first. The family members of the deceased may not be there at what time." Wen Xichun finished speaking, turned his head and left without hesitation.

"By the way." Yao Jingrong called him suddenly, "I'm a little curious about something."

Wen Xichun stopped: "Ask concisely."

"A few days ago we were imprisoned at Songyue Women's High School. I received a text message saying that the people imprisoned this time were all those who had committed unforgivable crimes. So, yours What is the crime?"

In the backlight, Yao Jingrong's face was blurred.

Wen Xichun slowly clenched his hands, trying to hold up a smile at the corner of his mouth.

He turned his head: "Then what is yours?"

****

It was still clear in the morning, but it was cloudy in the afternoon.

Wen Xichun sat in the office with one hand on his chin and looked out the window, his eyes were dark.

Suddenly, the office door rang twice, and he hurriedly looked around, but before he could speak, someone from outside pushed the door open and walked in very rudely.

A square face that was as square as a cube shamelessly appeared in sight.

"Boss, I asked the bank to check Su Jiaming's bank statement within half a year." Huang Jiu said, scratching his head with a puzzled expression, "1000 million turnover is a lot, but it is transferred to Zheng Chengxuan The... no."

"Not at all?"

"Not even half a point."

"Could it be a cash transaction?"

"The cash flow has also been checked, and there is nothing." Huang Jiu sneered, "Say? To put it bluntly, I didn't give it."

"Call Su Jiaming and ask what's going on."

Huang Jiu nodded, just about to exit? Go: "By the way, the family members of the deceased have arrived, and they are now in the police hall."

When I saw Zheng Chengxuan's family members, I had to sigh "the world is unfair".

Some people have tens of millions of mansions and enjoy inexhaustible splendor and wealth, but some people, like Zheng Cheng?

The little girl doesn't look very old, she looks about ten, five or six years old, her eyes are red and swollen, and she looks like she has just cried.

Wen Xichun didn't intend to let them go upstairs, let's solve it directly in the hall.

Zheng Chengxuan's father struggled to support a broken leg and exhausted all his strength to sit still.

He was holding on to the handle of the chair, his body shaking uncontrollably.

"Hi, sir, do you need me to elaborate on Zheng Chengxuan's case?"

Father Zheng shook his head, a trace of paleness appeared on his old and haggard face.

The little girl cuddled close to her father, her big eyes full of fear.

Judging from the clothes? It can be seen that the living conditions of the two are indeed poor. In the weather of several degrees below zero, the little girl is only wearing an ill-fitting thin dress, sitting there shivering.

Father Zheng's hand looked like a farmer's hand, rough and cracked, like a perennially dry plain, cracked into irregular polygons.

"When was the last time you saw Zheng Chengxuan?"

"Last month, at the beginning of the month, he went back to his hometown once and brought some money back, saying it was for the girl's tuition." Father Zheng choked up a little, trying to control his emotions.

Wen Xichun sighed secretly: "Apart from the child's tuition, is there any special need for money at home?"

Talking about this incident obviously poked the old man's heart, he silently lowered his head and shook his head helplessly.

The little girl glanced at her father, and raised her hand timidly, just like when the teacher asked questions at school.

"My mother died of dystocia when I was born. My father worked on the construction site and brought us up. Later, there was a problem with the scaffolding on the construction site. My father lost a leg and did not receive a penny of compensation. I have uremia, and my brother has been working outside to earn money, pay for my education, and treat my father, can you? I borrowed everything..."

The girl's voice was full of tremors: "At the end of last month, my brother came? The phone said? The money matter has been settled, he said? He won the lottery, and won 1000 million. We thought it was true, especially? Happy , the result... the result is waiting? The news that my brother has passed away."

Wen Xichun was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked: "Has your brother mentioned it to you? A woman named Su Ran."

The girl shook her head: "I don't know, didn't I mention it?"

It seems that Zheng Chengxuan and Su Ran's relationship has not been told to the old family, but according to Zheng Chengxuan's "won 1000 million", what Lian Qinian said Conclusively, it is true that the two are in love, and they were forced to separate, and the evidence is conclusive.

While Wen Xichun was meditating, a few small policemen ran around in the hall like headless flies, and then their eyes fell on Wen Xichun.

"Team Wen! Something has happened!" The little policeman rushed over and almost slammed his head into Wen Xichun's arms.

"Can you? Keep your focus." Wen Xichun pushed him away, "What happened?"

"Lian Qinian is the eldest son of the real estate boss. He just came here with his wife yesterday? The one at our police station."

"I know him, can you? Say? The point!" Wen Xichun became impatient.

"Didn't they leave all the time? They were waiting for the outcome of the case. They have been living in the Shibei villa area. Just after receiving the news, the neighbor called the police saying that he died and his wife Su Ran disappeared. "

作者有话要说：今儿值班，实在写不完了，明天多写一点。感谢在2021-05-2201:12:56~2021-05-2323:59:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of wolfberry without sugar;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!