Advocate for the deceased

Chapter 503 Migao Case (8)

Zhou Hai tore off a layer of gloves, hurried over, and took the watch from the fat man.

"Have you sent it to Da Liu for sampling?"

"Sampled!"

Zhou Hai held it up to his eyes and took a closer look. Sure enough, there were defects and scratches on the watch, and the time and date were correct.

However, there is still a distance between this time and the time of death, Zhou Hai stared into the fat man's eyes again.

"Have you found the location of the watch and searched carefully?

Are there any signs of struggle, or struggle? "

The fat man quickly took the camera off his neck, and found a photo to show Zhou Hai.

"The watch was found under the end of the bed. You can see that there are scratches on the pillar at the end of the bed, and there are traces of knife cuts here. The quilt was also cut here. There is blood on the cat's leg at the bottom of the bed. fingerprint.

I have already compared this, it is the fingerprint of the female deceased!

Therefore, it can be concluded that the female deceased had fought with the murderer here. "

Zhou Hai narrowed his eyes, turned around and glanced at Zhao Xinli.

"Although the tissues can be distinguished, for the sake of rigor, let's take a part of the tissues and submit them for inspection, and then help Da Liu to get it done. I guess he is going crazy after doing so many inspections by himself!"

Zhao Xinli nodded, took a deep breath, as if he was holding back something, and hurriedly started to work, which was much different from the usual procrastination, and the fat man looked puzzled.

"Hey, Zhao Xinli, what's wrong with you?

Why do you look like you are bitter and hateful, and you have been scolded? "

Zhao Xinli didn't come back as usual, or follow the fat man, but with the same expression, he quickly started the work at hand.

Zhou Hai lifted and kicked his shoe.

"Don't bother Zhao Xinli, he's just a little disgusted, hurry up and tell me what else he found."

As soon as Zhou Hai said that Zhao Xinli was disgusting, the fat man didn't dare to continue to ask. After all, his endurance is the worst kind.

"I found some traces. Although the carpet looked messy, I drew a road map through the footprints and the distribution of blood splashes. Take a look!"

The fat man unfolded a piece of A3-sized paper. The overall composition was similar to that of a hotel room, and the paths were marked in red and blue.

"The red is the barefoot footprint, which is measured according to the size, it should be left by the female deceased.

This footprint was originally left at the foot of the bed, and of course there were drips and wiped blood on the quilt.

The traces on the carpet here are like the blood that dripped first, and then trampled. The time of dripping and trampling is very close, and the traces of blood that have not coagulated and splashed remain.

Then he ran a few steps towards the head of the bed. The blood stains of the footprints were thicker. The steps spanned a very large distance and were not in a straight line.

I tried to run according to this pace, and the whole gait was wobbly. I felt that she was avoiding something, and she was still being attacked as she ran, and she was seriously injured.

Then, the footprint ran to the bathroom.

Coming out from here again, the blood of the footprints became diluted blood, but within a few steps, the footprints disappeared at the place where she died.

As for the footprints marked in blue, they were wearing shoes all the time, some overlapped with the bare footprints of the female deceased, some surrounded her footprints, and only a single footprint appeared in front of the female deceased at the end.

My analysis is that I knelt on one knee in front of the deceased, and then extended to the living room along with a string of blood drops, and then did not return to the bedroom. The footprints went to the window, to the door, and finally returned to the sofa.

The other is two stampede footprints, one is a size 44 shoe, pointed-toed men's leather shoes, from entering the door to the sofa next to Luo Yunting, and then ran to the bedroom door without entering.

There is also a pointed high-heeled shoe with a stiletto heel. The size of this one cannot be accurately judged. After entering the room, he went directly to the bedroom. This person was very close to the place where the female deceased lay.

Two samples of footprints have been taken, identical to those of the two journalists.

What was left was the walls, ceiling, furniture, curtains, bedding, and bathrooms of the entire site. Various blood droplets were splashed everywhere. I took more than 40 samples and sent them to Liu. "

Zhou Hai held up the picture, spread it on the flat car, looked at it carefully again, and looked at the photo brought back by the fat man.

"The investigation was done very carefully, and it can be matched with the conclusions of the autopsy."

The fat man let out a long breath.

"When I saw the barefoot footprint, I thought I was wrong and checked it several times.

There were a lot of blood stains around the bathtub and sink in the bathroom. It seemed that the female deceased lay there for simple treatment or escaped, and the bath towels and towels were used to wipe the blood.

There was also blood on the inner handle of the door, and there was also bloody paper in the wastebasket. It looked like it had been in there for a long time!

Look at this photo, on the water tank behind the toilet, there is a spot of wiping blood, and there is a small pool of blood underneath. "

The fat man found the photo and handed it to Zhou Hai. Zhou Hai drew the position according to the scale and picked up the autopsy report chart just now.

"This should have been caused by bleeding from a stab wound on the back. The female deceased should have suffered a back injury first. She hid in the bathroom and treated the wound herself.

It can also be seen from the autopsy that the wound on the back was turned out very badly, and the hematoma at the back of the chest was also caused by this. "

Zhou Hai then looked at the fat man and patted the piece of paper.

"However, how did those two reporters enter the room?
According to the waiter, isn't this room airtight? "

The fat man shook his head, "I'm not sure about that, the Wan Detachment left a few helpers, and the rest were either interrogated or investigated for the identity of the female deceased, and some were called for monitoring.

I didn't know anyone, I asked for a long time and no one said anything. "

Zhou Hai pursed his lips and nodded, this will have to wait until the project meeting is concluded.

Immediately, in another report, some things were recorded, and the fat man's discovery was roughly marked. It was seen that Zhao Xinli had already disposed of Luo Yunting's body.

Then he said to Zhao Xinli: "Zhao Xinli asked someone to store Luo Yunting's body, I think his family members are coming soon, or they have already contacted Team Wan.

Let's tidy up, let's go to see Liu's progress, and then prepare for the special project meeting. It's almost time! "

The fat man nodded, "Let's go, Da Liu is going crazy, and I have arrested two helpers temporarily, but it seems that the results of the previous tests have come out."

"Go and see!"

The three of them left the dissecting room. Next door was the testing room. The equipment here was very complete, and many machines were still running quickly.

In the winter, Da Liu's forehead was already covered with sweat, and the isolation suit on his body was soaked.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Liu looked back, saw Zhou Hai and the others coming, hurried to the big desk, and handed the completed ten-point report to Zhou Hai.

"I did the inspection. I am afraid of making mistakes in these comparisons, so I sent the results to Sister Zeng, and asked her to help check."

Zhou Hai flipped through it briefly, and found that all the test results were basically in line with what he deduced, and then nodded towards Da Liu.

"Go ahead, your hands and feet are quite nimble, don't worry about anything else for now, let's go to a project meeting."

Fatty's whole face collapsed, "It's two o'clock in the afternoon Haizi, remember it carefully, did you forget something?"

(End of this chapter)