Forensic without kites

Chapter 78 The Forbidden City Corpse (8)

"Damn it, what kind of woman do I have my eye on!"

The windbreaker was slammed to the ground, he turned his head and strode away, his vigorous figure finally disappeared at the end of the wall of her heart.

She leaned over to pick up the windbreaker, and held it tightly in the palm of her hand, but the scorching heat in her hand made her unable to hold back the tears.

Turning around, he slammed the windbreaker on the parallel bars next to him, raised his feet, and his delicate body faced the cold wind.

Confused and tearful eyes were gradually dried by the cold winter wind.

In this world, the only thing she can love to death is a corpse.

In the meeting, there was smoke.

After Mo Bai reported the last word, he raised his head in fear, and glanced at the gloomy man whose face was hidden in the thick smoke above him.

Gu Jingnian smokes, everyone in the hall knows about it, but few people see him smoking in the meeting room.

Now, the cigarette was held between the man's slender fingertips, and the flickering end of the fire shone in the thick fog, illuminating the man's handsome and compelling face in an extraordinarily gloomy manner.

He was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and a jet-black tie.But at this time, he was leaning his straight back on the back of the chair, putting the cigarette in his hand into his thin lips again, and his deep eyes narrowed slightly. He was obviously handsome and coquettish, and it was exciting.

But the gloomy aura exuding from his whole body made people subconsciously shy away.

Mo Bai quietly glanced at the expressionless Wuyuan, and said cautiously: "Team, captain, I have already reported the results of yesterday's autopsy."

After a while, Gu Jingnian suddenly snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand.

When he opened his mouth in a deep voice, a spicy smell of smoke rushed into Wuyuan's nose, and Junxiu frowned.

"The murderer is a young man of 180-185cm, 33-35 years old. His family is poor, his parents are divorced, and he lives with his father. On the night of the crime, he was wearing dark clothes and blue jeans. His skin was very dark. He is a Stuttering patients..."

He paused, and said, "The murderer is the guard and security guard of the Forbidden City."

Everyone took a breath.

Only Aobai dared to ask at such a stall, "Captain, how did you calculate such a detailed portrait based on the autopsy results and on-site investigation?"

Zhang Ziqian also looked towards him.

The man didn't answer.

After a long time, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, popped one out and put it in his mouth.The lighter was lit, and the man took a deep puff, the thick mist sprayed out from his thin lips, and the cigarette butt flashed a little bit of burning.

"Chief Wei, I heard that the case is not impossible to solve when it is in your hands. In this case, you can analyze it for everyone."

Although his handsome profile was looking at her, his deep and dark eyes passed over the top of her black head and cast towards the rows of towering bookshelves behind her.

The fingertips twitched.She hurriedly moved her hands under the table, clasping them tightly on her cold thighs.

Eyebrows slightly closed, her indifferent voice resounded in the quiet room.

"The murderer sneaked up on the deceased from behind without her knowing. Why didn't the murderer face the deceased? It must be that the murderer had grown something unusual and unapproved by the world. This made him feel so inferior that he couldn't Dare to face the dead."

"Impossible is appearance. The Forbidden City has a large and complicated flow of people every year, including many heads of state. If the security guards at the gate have ugly and terrifying faces, this does not meet the requirements of the Forbidden City to hire external staff."

"The murderer can't be deaf, lame and dumb. When he can't hear other people's ridicule and can't speak, he won't feel inferior. And when the murderer commits the crime, the assassination speed is greater than 5~25ft/s, which proves that he is a Quick man. So not a cripple."

(End of this chapter)