Forensic Medicine Qu Xiaoshui

Chapter 485 Betrayer (1)

The case between Ai Hongbin and Huang Lang made Director Tang feel ashamed.

Ultimately, it was still Huang Lang's fault.

There was a knife on Sezi's head, didn't this knife just stick in himself?

Director Tang's father finally got old and never came to the office building again, and never attended various ribbon-cutting ceremonies.

The old man probably didn't expect that when he saw people all his life, when he was old, he would be fooled by a junior.

It makes it impossible to guarantee the late festival.

Director Tang is happy to see the results. Dad is no longer a member of the system, so it is best not to interfere with the affairs of the system.

He coaxed the old man to sign up for a tour group for the elderly, and asked his wife to accompany his father to go out for a walk and relax.

In addition, in order to express his gratitude, Director Tang specially spent his own money to buy a tea maker with excellent performance and gave it to the 13th floor.

The previously mentioned apartment that can be used as a dormitory was also allocated in time, and Director Tang personally delivered the key.

Director Tang is full of sincerity, and his posture is just right.

Yan Yuanye and Ke Weixing, who have been renting a house for a long time, finally have a stable residence.

It can be said that as long as the two of them don't make any big mistakes and are not transferred to other departments, they can live in the apartment there forever, and they only need to pay some water, electricity and Internet bills.

This is really a big expense for the two of them.

Especially Yan Yuanye, when he received the apartment key handed over by Qu Xiaoshui himself, his eyes were full of tears, which was very funny.

With this money saved, Yan Yuanye should be able to double the time it takes to repay the loan.

In the next two weeks, Qu Xiaoshui led the friends on the 13th floor to solve two more unsolved cases.

Then, early this morning, Qu Xiaoshui was called to the top floor of the office building.

Qu Xiaoshui came to the top floor of the office building for the first time.

The employee card level she used was not high enough to open the door on the top floor.

Qu Xiaoshui waited for a while at the card swiping area. After a burst of scanning light waves passed, the face scan was successfully completed, and the door was pushed open from the inside.

Qu Xiaoshui was inexplicably nervous.

She stretched out her hands to rearrange the corners of her clothes, then raised her head and chest, with a very confident smile on her face, and walked in with a calm pace.

No one could see how anxious Qu Xiaoshui was at this moment.

When he actually walked in, Qu Xiaoshui's footsteps were stagnant.

It was a huge conference hall, surrounded by an oval conference table, full of people.

There is a huge crystal chandelier hanging high above the head, which is very gorgeous.

But even more surprising than that were the people sitting inside.

The identities of these people are very special, they are all high-level officials in various departments within the system, and they are existences that are extremely difficult to meet in person.Unexpectedly, there were a bunch of them here.

Qu Xiaoshui pursed his lips, smiled again, and saluted naturally, with a clear voice:
"Qu Xiaoshui, head of the special case investigation department on the 13th floor, is here to report."

Her generous demeanor won the love of many bigwigs when they first met.

Many people nodded without a trace.Even though he thought Qu Xiaoshui was too young, he still affirmed her qualification to appear in the meeting.

Of course, among these people, many of them had met or had contact with Qu Xiaoshui before, so they knew her better.

The first person to speak was Mr. Zhang who had been to City H with Jian Lidong before.

His face is very ordinary, and his appearance is the kind that will be quickly ignored when thrown into the crowd.Very unrecognizable.

The reason why Qu Xiaoshui thought of him so quickly was because he had a deep impression of his voice.

The other one is the special aura around him, which is a kind of aura that can only be found in superiors.

Mr. Zhang never knew what it means to be polite, and he didn't intend to introduce other people present, so he got straight to the point.

He didn't let Qu Xiaoshui sit down, opened the summary of the meeting in front of him, and began to introduce the reason for the meeting.

Following Zhang Lao's movements, bloody photos appeared on the big screen in the conference room. The distorted corpses could easily cause extreme discomfort.

These people in the photos were engaged in different jobs, were brutally killed in different places, and the causes of death were also different, but without exception, each of them was tortured extremely brutally before their lives.

Zhang Lao looked at Qu Xiaoshui with oppressive eyes: "These people who were killed are not ordinary people."

Following Mr. Zhang's words, the secretary-general attending the meeting helped pull out the confidential information of the victim in the photo.

A bright red top secret seal was stamped on the data card.

These people are all engaged in ordinary jobs on the surface, but in fact they have other identities. In the encrypted database, people without authorization cannot access it at all.

"The name of the No. 1 victim is Qin Qian, alias Wu Chaojian. He was born in 87. He graduated from the Police University of M City in 2000. He was later assigned an undercover mission and died in the line of duty a week ago."

In the photo was a handsome man with piercing eagle eyes.

The secretary-general retrieved Qin Gan's graduation photo. The man in the photo was smiling heartily, wearing a school-issued uniform, and saluting to the camera.

In sharp contrast to this is the photo of him at the time of his death. Qin Qian's body has almost no good flesh on it, lying dilapidated in a pool of blood.

Qu Xiaoshui suddenly felt sad, and lowered his eyes.

But the torment did not end, on the contrary, it had just begun.

"The No. 2 victim was named Deng Jianshan, whose pseudonym was Lin Ancheng. He was born in 85. He graduated from the Naval University in D City in 1997. He was later assigned an undercover mission and died one day after Qin Qian's death."

Deng Jianshan's profile photo is a photo of his life. The man's hair is so short that the scalp can be seen, which looks very prickly.

He is very tall, wearing a brown jacket, giving a thumbs up to the camera in a handsome manner, and smirking badly, making it obvious that he is a prickly head, the kind that is very difficult to control.

In sharp contrast is the photo of him at the time of his death. Deng Jianshan was hung in a factory specializing in the storage of pork and bacon. When he was found, his muscles had shrunk due to dehydration, and his original face was almost unrecognizable. .

Qu Xiaoshui didn't avoid her eyes this time, these are the materials she should and must read.

Then came a woman.

The voice of the Secretary-General sounded again: "The name of the No. 3 deceased was Shang Jingyi, alias Gong Qinqin. He was born in 69. He used to be the instructor of the special police force. He was assigned an undercover mission and was killed one day after Deng Jianshan's death."

The information was quickly skipped, followed by No.4 victim and No.5 victim.

The secretary-general finally stopped his progress and looked at Qu Xiaoshui: "The No.5 victim is the one who originally wanted to be transferred to your department."

Qu Xiaoshui was startled, and his heart skipped a beat.

The Secretary-General said regretfully: "We originally planned to transfer him from the front line, but who knew that there would be a sudden change, and the mission time would be extended. We couldn't wait for his return, but only his body."

No one noticed Qu Xiaoshui's toes curled up in the shoes.

Even though they had never met each other before, the tingling feeling of losing an important partner swept through his whole body, regret and anger burst out at the same time.

(End of this chapter)