President, I have

Chapter 1920

Even if you don't admit it, we can almost close this case, Zhong Wenqing, murder pays for life, you can't escape..."

The forensic doctor who examined the deceased's body was extremely shocked, because judging from the decay of the corpse and the remaining spots on the intact skin, the deceased should have been dead for a long time, and it really didn't look like he had been dead for two days. .

Moreover, this method of killing people was too weird and cruel, and it was never seen by a forensic doctor. He was very puzzled, and whispered his doubts to the team leader.

"You mean, maybe it's not the dead assistant?"

"I'm just skeptical, because it's absolutely impossible for a person who died for two days to rot like this. However, the specifics can only be confirmed after a deoxyribonucleotide (referred to as DNA) test..."

The captain of the criminal police nodded, but anyway, no matter who the deceased was, he died in Zhong Wenqing's room.

After the on-site investigation, the technical investigators collected a lot of evidence in the room that Zhong Wenqing didn't clean up.

Including, of course, the three urns containing the imps.

A female forensic doctor followed in the team. After looking at the bodies of the three little ghosts, she hesitated, and said to the captain: "Captain, this... seems to be raising little ghosts... I think, this thing, bring it back. The team, it seems, is not very good, there may be troubles."

The captain was surprised: "Are you still superstitious about this? You are a forensic doctor. You are not afraid of seeing corpses all day long. Are you afraid of this?"

The female forensic doctor whispered: "It's not superstition, nor fear. It's this thing. It does have its evil ways. Sometimes you can't completely ignore it. These three are babies who are seven or eight months old." , was used sorcery to make it like this... Some rich people specially raise this..."

"But this is evidence, and it must be taken back. If you are really relieved, after taking it back, lock them up. When this case is over, find a place to bury it... Okay, there are still many things to come. I'm busy..."

The rest of the criminal police team began to ask people who lived near Zhong Wenqing if they knew any clues.

Finally asked, Yu Chengjing, he took a deep breath, and told the police everything he knew: "I... have a situation, I want to talk to the police officer..."

"I also came back in the early hours of the night before yesterday. Ms. Zhong's assistant came a little later in the morning. I was about to open the door of my room when I saw Ms. Zhong's assistant running over in a hurry. It seemed that something serious happened. I was curious , I thought that they were all actors of the same crew. If something really happened, maybe I could help, so I walked a few steps forward... Then I saw that the assistant was dragged by Ms. Zhong after prying open the door go in..."

"I... I vaguely heard her assistant knocking on the door inside, and seemed to want Zhong Wenqing to let her out, but Zhong Wenqing was holding on to the doorknob tightly. I hesitated and asked if I could help, but Zhong Wenqing As soon as Qing raised her head...I was frightened...and ran away..."

The policeman asked, "Why are you scared?"

Yu Chengjing replied: "Several pieces of her face seemed to be bitten by something, the bones were exposed, and pus flowed out. It looked very scary. I...I then ran away to the director's room Make do with one night..."

(End of this chapter)