The cold floor made the bones hurt. Jiao Kai didn't fall asleep all night, especially the iron bars on the opposite cell. The stiff and cold eyes made his spine even colder.

"Why can anyone live in a single room again?"

"Did the two get special treatment in one day?"

"What's wrong~"

"He is as ill as a tutor, and he doesn't look like him!"

The criminals communicated silently with their eyes, their expressions were rigid and stiff, and their mouths were closed without ease.

They have just finished the "tutor" course, and they feel that they have benefited a lot. Now, they will not make mistakes like low-level ones again.

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Little did they know that it was because they didn't say anything and just kept maintaining the zombie face that Jiao Kai on the opposite side lies on his side all night and doesn't even dare to turn over his body.

"Jiao Kai, come out!"

Xue Fei unscrew the door and interrogated Jiao Kai.

Jiao Kai suddenly felt excited and got up from the ground, and quickly lowered his head and walked out.

Interrogation room.

"Confirm again, have you seen this photo?"

The photos on the phone were printed out and threw them on the table for Jiao Kai to identify them.

"That female corpse!"

The terrifying scene of Xia Nannan's tragic death seemed to be imprinted in his mind. How could he not recognize the face in this photo?

but,

Jiao Kai has learned from his mistakes and has become more wise. He has been determined. He will not participate in this game anymore. He just wants to stay in the detention room quietly. Even if he meets the gloomy gaze of the group of prisoners, he will never want to go out to face Chen Chao's smiling face again.

Jiao Kai wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Deng Bin who was asking questions, looked at Xue Fei standing next to him, and gritted his teeth and said, "I have identified it once before, I don't know this photo."

"Well, okay!" Deng Bin carefully observed Jiao Kai's expression, and he confirmed that Jiao Kai was lying.

I became more and more convinced that Xia Nannan and Chen Chao were accomplices, and that the crime was carried out by Jiao Kai.

He put away the photo and asked casually, "Do you know Chen Zhuo from Magu Lane?"

"Who?" Jiao Kai was stunned, not hearing it very clearly.

Bang!

Wang Yan pushed the door and said anxiously: "I just received a report and found a murder case in Magu Lane. The Criminal Investigation Detachment ordered the police officers from the police station in the jurisdiction to go to the crime site and jointly block the scene."

"Who is the deceased?" Deng Bin's face changed.

...

Magu Lane.

The iron shed next to the entrance of the alley was blocked by a cordon. Some policemen were inspecting the scene where they were entering and leaving, and curious melon-eating people outside looked around.

"What's going on?"

"Old Sun at the ventilation station seems to be dead!"

"I heard that a thief who climbed over the wall discovered the case. When he pushed the door, a body lying in the corner, he was so scared that he ran out and reported the case quickly."

There are always well-informed old men, aunts and children, who vividly describe the scene at the crime scene, just like he witnessed everything with his own eyes.

The patrol car parked on the side of the road.

Deng Bin and the other two came over, put on their shoe covers and entered the crime scene.

A strong smell of rancid stinking came out of the iron shed. It was a ventilation station with gas tanks piled up in the shed.

There was a pool of vomit at the door, and a young man with a pale face was being interrogated by police.

It should be the frightened thief.

This foul smell is not the vomit at the door, but the more pungent meat rot.

This is the smell of fermentation of the corpse.

Walking into the small house made of brick walls behind the iron shed, Hook of the Criminal Investigation Detachment was chewing a fried dough stick in his mouth. He saw him wavering and greeting, "I just remember that after you retreated from the Criminal Investigation Team, you were transferred to the police station in the nearby jurisdiction, and you thought that you would see you at the murder scene today."

Deng Bin worked in the Criminal Investigation Detachment when he was young. Later, he was injured in a case and retreated to the second line to work as a police officer in the police station. He and Hu Ke used to be considered as partners.

"What's going on?"

Deng Bin took the fried dough sticks and soy milk, and chewed them into his stomach in a few bites.

Xue Fei and Wang Yan, who were following behind, couldn't stand the stench in the house. The gurgling in their stomachs was rumbling. If they could not vomit, they would pass the psychological quality.

"The identity of the deceased has been confirmed. He is the owner of this ventilation station. Sun Silei, 54 years old, is single, and runs this gas station alone."

"The first person who discovered the deceased was a thief living in this community. He originally wanted to come in and steal some money, but he didn't expect to get lucky."

Deng Bin looked down at the scene, while Xue Fei and Wang Yan were assigned to go with other police officers to help block the scene and maintain order.

The lights inside the house were dim. Deng Bin walked into the corpse and saw that the corpse was lying flat at the corner of the wall.

The entire sternum was crushed by the gas tank, and the white bone stubble and solidified blood clots were stabbed out, like a blooming flower bud, or like two twisted claws that hugged the gas tank.

The corpse was already rotten, and the rotten pieces of meat were covered with tender white maggots crawling back and forth.

He walked over and waved his hand. A black flies flew out of his already-dried and eaten internal organs, hovering around the corpse, staring at the bloodthirsty compound eyes. The scene was an abstract art, and the whole picture was filled with bloody and evil renderings.

He waved his sleeves so hard that he drove away the foraging flies, but he had no choice but to the maggots that were settled in his internal organs.

A female forensic doctor squatted beside her, wearing a mask on her face and a tag hanging on her chest, with the words "Xia Yingxi" written on it.

"When is the time of death?" Deng Bin asked.

Xia Yingxi glanced at Hook. When she came to the criminal investigation team, Deng Bin had already retreated, so she didn't know each other. After Hook nodded, she replied:

"The death time is 3 to 7 days, and more accurate numbers need to be confirmed after further autopsy."

"At present, the deaths are caused by heavy objects, the sternum is crushed by heavy objects, the broken ribs are inserted into the heart and lungs, causing the heart valve to rupture, and the lungs are perforated and suffocated, resulting in death."

"This time is very short. He died in the house without the ability to call for help."

Xia Yingxi judged.

"Accident?" Deng Bin asked.

Xia Yingxi took off her mask, cleaned up her blood-stained gloves with a look of indifferent expression, and arranged for someone to take the body back to the bureau for examination.

The forensic doctor only conducts examination of the corpse and gives reports, and reasoning and analysis of specific cases is not her job function.

"Two possibilities, one is an accident. When the deceased was carrying the gas tank, he failed to force his hand and hit himself to death."

Hu Ke understood Xia Yingxi's temperament, looked at Deng Bin teasingly, and added:

"There is another possibility that the murderer killed the dead with a gas tank and disguised the scene as an accident."

"Why, I'm still very concerned about the murder case. Why don't I report it for you and then transfer it back to the Criminal Investigation Detachment. After all, so many years have passed since that case..." Hook said.

"Accidentally or kill him?" Deng Bin did not respond. He felt that his nerves were a little oversensitive.

When I heard about the murder case of Maguxiang, I would contact Chen Chao as soon as possible. However, now I see that the deceased is not Chen Zhuo, but just an old man at a breathing station. So, this case should have nothing to do with Chen Chao.

"He kills!"

Hook said coldly: "I was at the crime scene and didn't find the deceased's cell phone. I think it was the murderer who took it away!"
Chapter completed!