misplaced survival

Song Zhou replayed Lan Zhen's words in his mind again, that is to say, Qin Yuan was actively pursuing Lu Mengyue back then, and the two gradually fell in love with each other, and Lu Mengyue also contributed money to support Qin Yuan's career.

But after marriage, Qin Yuan began to have doubts about his wife, thinking that the other party was cheating.

But Qin Yuan's attitude changed because of something he encountered. Did Lu Mengyue really cheated back then?

Are Qin Yan and Qin Anran Qin Yuan's biological children?

Lan Zhen's description alone cannot restore the whole truth of the year, and someone needs to fill it in.

Song Zhou asked a police officer to go to the hospital with him, and the rest stayed in the studio, waiting for the surveyor to come and take samples.

Geng Hao's spirit recovered well, and the doctor said he would be discharged from the hospital in a few days.

But he didn't want to be discharged from the hospital. Although he didn't participate much, it was also a crime of not reporting what he knew. The police checked the Yaoming Group's account again, and he had a little bit of it on his hands. After he was discharged from the hospital, he would be taken to the police station immediately .

He is already old, and once he enters this prison, he may never come out again.

"Geng Hao." Song Zhou knocked on the door of the ward, and looked at the person on the bed.

When Geng Hao saw Team Song coming, he thought they were here to arrest him, and he resisted like facing a big enemy, "I don't want to leave!"

Song Zhou frowned slightly when he heard the words, and guessed what Geng Hao was afraid of, so he persuaded him: "Since you are afraid of going in, you should obediently answer whatever the police ask, and cooperate with the police to handle the case, so we can apply for leniency for you. Understand?"

"Understood!" Geng Hao nodded.

Brother Qin disappeared, Brother Feng also died, and now no one can protect him.

If he wanted to save himself, he could only feel sorry for his big brothers.

Song Zhou sat down in front of the hospital bed and asked, "We found out that Qin Yuan had conflicts with Mrs. Qin and thought she was having an affair. Have you heard of this?"

Geng Hao thought for a while, then nodded, "I know about this. When the company first started, my sister-in-law got a lot of clients for the company by relying on her connections. She had a good relationship with a man named Tang, and the Tang family also opened a business. The hotel owner is very experienced in hotel management, and my sister-in-law wanted to ask for a teacher, and the surnamed Tang didn't refuse, so the two got closer and closer."

Brother Qin hated this matter for a long time. After Yaoming Group got started, he attacked the Tang Family Hotel several times, both openly and secretly, and later even proposed to annex the Tang Family Enterprise.

But who knows who leaked the news, the Tang family made preparations in advance, and their plan failed.

Song Zhou said silently in his heart, the Tang family, the hotel, and the family business should be the Tang family he knew.

I thought it was a normal business competition before, but I never thought that the Tang family and Yaoming Group still have such a relationship.

Song Zhou came back to his senses, and asked Geng Hao another question: "Apart from the 'accident' at the Shuoxing Club, has Qin Yuan ever done anything to Lu Mengyue?"

Geng Hao was silent for a while, trying to maintain the image of the eldest brother, and explained: "Brother Qin's temper is indeed bad sometimes, but my sister-in-law and the surnamed Tang are too close, I think I would think too much! And during that time , sister-in-law's attitude is also very strange, not only to Brother Qin, but also to the few of us, I feel...she seems to know something? "

Song Zhou understood that what Geng Hao said by "knowing what" should mean that Lu Mengyue may have realized that her husband and his brother were involved in the gray industry.

So Qin Yuan made up his mind to kill and silence, perhaps not just because of Lu Mengyue's "derailment"?

There is still something to add to the past, but Geng Hao is the only person in charge of Yaoming Group, and they need to check the rest by themselves.

Song Zhou left the ward and said to the policeman behind him, "You go back first, I'll go downstairs and remove the wires behind you."

The date of removing the stitches is not too far away in one or two days. Since they are all here, let's remove them along the way.

Forensic anatomy room of Jiangxin Sub-bureau.

The corpse was sealed in thick plaster, which made the whole sculpture look huge, and the iron bed used for dissection could not fit at all.

Lu Nanhuai and Wu Yi could only vacate a place on the ground, remove the plaster first, and then move the deceased onto the iron bed.

Wu Yi carefully removed the last piece of plaster, and the anatomy room was already filled with a rotten smell.

During normal autopsy, in order to be able to clearly identify the smell information emitted by the corpse, they generally do not wear masks. Faced with such a highly corrupt corpse, it makes no difference whether to wear a mask or not.

But no matter how disgusting the taste was, the forensic doctor had no intention of retreating.

Lu Nanhuai and Wu Yi, one on the left and one on the right, moved the corpse to the iron bed.

Waxing appeared in the limbs of the deceased, combined with the sealing of the plaster, it is speculated that his death time was about four months.

The clothing of the deceased was covered with blood and liquid from the decay of the corpse, and the forensic doctor cut it off with scissors.

Wu Yi felt something in his pocket, "Master, there is something in the deceased's pocket."

He took the things out, only to see a wallet and a folded paper.

Lu Nanhuai glanced at it, "Immediately send it to the physical evidence test."

The paper was soaked in corrupted blood, and if they opened it directly, it might damage the evidence, so professional things should be taught to professional people.

"Yes." Wu Yi put the wallet and papers on the tray and sent them to the Physical Evidence Department immediately.

Lu Nanhuai looked at the deceased in front of him calmly. When he cut the clothes just now, he noticed the wound on the back of the deceased.

Judging from the traces of the wound, the murder weapon was 45mm wide.

Wu Yi quickly returned to the anatomy room and brought back the data recorded by Xian Kan in the studio, "Master, this is the temperature and humidity of the studio warehouse."

Generally speaking, the ossification of adult corpses takes several months to a year. The ossification of corpses buried in the soil takes about three to five years, and the soft tissues disappear. After five years, the ligaments and cartilage disappear. After that, the fat on the bones disappears.

Ten to 15 years, the bones begin to weather until the bone tissue is damaged and fragile.

And the dead in the "Death of Jesus" statues were sealed in plaster with no air circulation, so the bones weathered later than other conditions.

Combined with the ambient temperature and humidity of the storage location, the degree of weathering of the plaster, and the degree of ossification of the corpse, they can roughly calculate the time when the deceased was sealed in the statue.

"At least 20 years, and the scope can be pushed forward by four to five years." Lu Nanhuai speculated.

Because the degree of bone embrittlement is not obvious, and the warehouse has been dried, the storage environment is still good, so the time will be longer.

The time Wu Yi calculated was also within this range, so he nodded.

He looked at the dead man on the iron bed, "Master, let's continue!"

"Okay." Lu Nanhuai picked up the stab wound measuring ruler and measured the depth of the deceased's wound. "The wound is about 160 mm deep and 45 mm wide. It should be a fruit knife. It looks like it stabbed the heart. I will dissect it later." Confirm again."

Wu Yi recorded the data, checked whether there were other wounds on the body surface of the deceased, and nodded to Master after confirming.

The two laid the dead body flat, and Lu Nanhuai inserted the front and back of the blade into the groove of the handle, turned to face the dead, and bowed solemnly.

The physical evidence examination room.

Bai Ya carefully unfolded the paper with tweezers, the writing on it was a bit blurred, but one could still see what was written on it after careful reading.

"This is the donation consent form four months ago." Bai Ya murmured in a low voice.

Jiang Xiyan, who was doing note identification next to him, looked over and said, "I remember Geng Hao mentioned in his notebook that Qin Yuan went to a temple before he disappeared and donated a large sum of money."

Bai Ya quickly cleared his mind, "So the deceased is Qin Yuan without accident, and his accident happened shortly after he left the temple."

Immediately afterwards, he looked at the analyzer and asked, "Isn't the DNA of the other deceased out yet?"

Because the deceased was already a bone and blood tests could not be performed, the forensic doctor took a sample of the bone sample and sent spongy bone fragments.

Jiang Xiyan has already performed PCR amplification on the sample, and the next step is to wait for the results of the genetic analyzer.

"We still have to wait." Jiang Xiyan replied, "But Lan Zhen just confirmed that the deceased's underwear and accessories were often worn by Lu Mengyue during his lifetime."

After the results of the analyzer came out, he would use the DNA of Qin Yan and Qin Anran to conduct a paternity test, and he would be able to come up with accurate results, but it would take longer.

Song Zhou, who had just returned from the hospital, received the initial inspection report from the forensic doctor and physical evidence, pondered silently, and unconsciously tapped his fingers on the table.

He said slowly: "The deceased's belongings are still there. It seems that the murderer did not intend to hide the identity of the deceased, or he was very confident that no one would discover his method of hiding the corpse."

Also, if the kids hadn't stormed the fair, they wouldn't have found the corpse hidden in the statue.

But how did Qin Anran know?Did she see it?

"Twenty-five years ago, Qin Anran was 25 years old, and Qin Yan was only 14 years old. No matter who they are, seeing their mother being treated inhumanly with their own eyes, I am afraid that they will live in the shadows for the rest of their lives."

Jiang Xiyan didn't leave in a hurry after delivering the report. He didn't sympathize with Qin Anran and Qin Yan, but they did too many wrong things, and the police must find the cause of the incident.

Seeing that Jiang Xiyan had the same idea as he thought, Song Zhou nodded, "The Shuoxing Clubhouse was the scene of Lu Mengyue's death, so where was Qin Yuan taken after he left the temple?"

Putting on the plaster and waiting for it to dry takes time, where will it be?

"By the way, is there any follow-up to the Tang family's affairs?" Jiang Xiyan asked.

He knew that Song Zhou took the police officers to the hospital to find Geng Hao, and when the police officers came back, they also synchronized the news with the team.

Song Zhou looked out through the glass window and saw that there was no one in Xin Ying's seat, "Xin Ying should go check it out."

Xin Ying paced back and forth on the rooftop. She called Tang Wei just now. Tang Hua's tone didn't sound angry, but she didn't seem very happy either. She said that she would ask her father and call back when she got the result.

In my impression, Tang Wei seemed to have always been dignified and elegant, with a smile on her face, gentle and gentle, rarely so cold.

The first time she heard the phone ring, Xin Ying answered the phone, pressed the recording button, and asked softly, "Did you get the question?"

"Yes." Tang Hua replied, "My father said that he did know Lu Mengyue and admired her, but he had never done anything wrong. I believe my father, you...do you believe me?"

"I believe it." Xin Ying answered decisively, coughed lightly, and explained, "Tang Wei, I am questioning you as a policeman, so don't be angry."

Tang Hua on the other end of the phone couldn't help laughing, "Don't be angry, I understand you. It's just that I didn't know very well about what happened back then, so I was a little worried just now, but it's okay now. If you still need to contact me at any time. If there is no business, you can also You can find me."

Xin Ying panicked and reminded: "I'm recording!"

This is Tang Hua's normal concern as a family member, it must be!

"Understood. I'll call you when you're free." Tang Hua's tone was soft, and she could imagine Xin Ying's embarrassment at this time.

Xin Ying watched the phone hang up and was silent for a long time.

Tang Hua's last words echoed in her mind, she took a deep breath, and repeated herself in her heart, Tang Hua is her little mother!It's my little mom!

Song Zhou read the inspection report over and over again, and then picked up the photos taken at the scene, trying to find more clues.

When Lu Mengyue first met Qin Yuan, she was so happy, she never thought that so many things would happen to them afterwards.

They got married less than a year after they were together. According to the data, they received their certificate on June 1982, 6, and their eldest daughter, Qin Anran, was born a year later.

"June 1982, 6?" Song Zhou kept repeating the date, feeling as if he had seen it somewhere before.

He re-read the information on the table, and his eyes finally stopped on a painting exhibited in the art exhibition.

When Lu Mengyue was painting, she had a habit of writing her English name and the date of the day in the lower right corner of the painting.

One of the paintings is dated June 1982, 6.

The current residence of the Qin family was purchased after 1982, that is to say, Lu Mengyue and Qin Yuan had other residences before that, which is very likely to be the place depicted in the painting.

Xu Zhishen mentioned to him before that this painting is different from others. The whole picture is in warm colors. It can be seen that the painter was in a very good mood when painting. This kind of joy should be the yearning for life.

Song Zhou doesn't have much artistic talent, he only knows that the paintings are beautiful, and he observes more the details in the paintings.

There is a window in the room in the painting, and there is a big kapok tree outside the window, and three chimneys of the power plant stand in the distance, it seems that this place is not far from the power plant.

Thinking about it, Song Zhou immediately got up and walked out of the office, and said to several police officers, "You guys follow me!"

Not far from the power plant, there is a kapok tree in front of the door, these are relatively iconic features, it is not too difficult to find this place.

The person who was also looking at the photo, and Qin Yan who was sitting in the dim room, smiled ironically and slowly tore off the photo.

This is the place where his father proposed to his mother. His father spent all his savings to buy the small house, where he and his sister lived when they were young.

My sister said that when she was a child, her parents were still affectionate, but gradually there were differences, and the contradictions became more and more serious, and they began to quarrel.

The father accidentally hit the mother once, and then he got out of control. As long as there was a conflict, he beat the mother until the mother refused to fight back.

The mother used to look forward to the future there, but was severely awakened by reality.

He will never forget the scene of his mother crying while hugging him and his sister while his father was sleeping soundly on the bed when he was a child.

"It's over." Qin Yan threw the fragments of the photo into the trash can, stood up and buttoned his suit.

He turned on the phone and glanced at today's date. He highlighted the days that are two days away, and the note reads "the death day of Zhong Dafu and Zhong Dagui".

Qin Yan looked around the small room where Yan Yu once lived, and muttered to himself: "My business is over, your business, I will help you to settle it."