Detective Ace's Forensic Wife

Chapter 81 The Death of Mustafa
Only a ghost would believe it was a compliment, since this guy just looked down on her!
But Chu Weiyin didn't bother to pay attention to him, and then lowered her head to look at the photo in her hand, "However, Nuerman can judge from this photo alone..." At this point, Chu Weiyin paused, she raised her head Glancing at Xiu Ling, "It's not a photo, it's a wallet. Nuerman can know that you are here with just a wallet. Could it be that he gave you the wallet?"

Xiu Lingzhi raised his eyebrows, "It's not bad to be bold and careful."

"So you are because of this?" Chu Weiyin didn't even raise her head, her eyelashes were so long, like the wings of a butterfly, flickering.

But even if she didn't open her eyes to look at Xiu Lingzhi, Xiu Lingzhi could clearly know what the girl was thinking, but he still wanted to ask, "Why?"

Chu Weiyin suddenly raised her head, looked at Xiu Lingzhi's expression of not knowing why, then lowered her head again, tightly pinching the photo in her hand with her fingers, "So you... That's why you let me be your assistant?"

For the last two words, Chu Weiyin temporarily changed the question.

In fact, she already knew why Xiu Lingzhi chose to be with her for a long time, so this time asking was just one move many times, but what she wanted to ask in her heart was not this kind of question at all.

What she wants to ask is...

"Assistant? Why do I feel that you don't want to ask this question?" Zu Lingzhi leaned on the sofa, crossed his hands behind his head, and looked at Chu Weiyin lightly.

The latter swallowed unconsciously, then turned his head, "That was your illusion."

"Illusion?" Zu Lingzhi's laughter rang in my ears, carrying a series of electric currents, quickly swept through Chu Weiyin's whole body, "My illusion tells me that what you are asking is not the assistant, but the woman. friend."

When Chu Weiyin heard the words, she suddenly felt her blood flow backwards, her mind went blank, and she only heard her own distant voice, "If you want to answer this, I don't care."

"Oh, to choose an assistant, it is natural to be attracted to this aspect, and to choose a girlfriend, it is natural to be attracted in all aspects." What Zu Lingzhi said was extremely natural, "I thought I love you, so I chose you as my girlfriend." my girlfriend."

So blatant.

Chu Weiyin immediately changed the subject. She was still looking at the wallet in her hand, thinking about the last question. At this moment, her emptied mind quickly filled up with a college room friendship. She put the photo back: "Isn't it A gift from Nuerman when you graduated?"

Her shrewd eyes rolled, like overripe black grapes, and she slowly said: "But considering your...a rather special personality, I chose a more memorable photo for you to remember he?"

Hearing Chu Weiyin's analysis, Zu Lingzhi's chest trembled slightly, then he turned around and chuckled, "It's not entirely true."

"First, the time is my birthday."

"Second, the purpose is to scare me."

After solving a lot of questions with Zu Lingzhi, Chu Weiyin had a good night's sleep.

After waking up in the morning, Grandma Nuerman made breakfast and went to a fixed place to do morning rituals. There were only three of them on the table, and the breakfast was still the best Halal style.

Halfway through breakfast, Nuerman's cell phone rang loudly, and he picked it up with a frown, not shying away from the two people in front of him.

The people over there shouted loudly in the local language: "Lieutenant Colonel Nuerman!"

Nuerman responded, "What's the matter?"

Chu Weiyin took a look at Zu Ling who was sitting on the side, that guy was eating the last piece of bread, maybe the taste was not very good, and the eyebrows sank slightly.

I don't know what was said on the other side of the phone, Nuerman yelled in surprise, then he hung up the phone, looked at Zu Lingzhi with a solemn expression, and said in a low tone, "Something happened at the base."

"What's wrong?" Chu Weiyin asked suspiciously.

"Mustafa is dead."

Nuerman's voice was heavy, and then he added: "It's the second lieutenant who caught you."

Chu Weiyin was shocked, and subconsciously looked at Zu Lingzhi: "How could you die?"

Zu Lingzhi still sat in the same position with a blank face, holding a water glass in his hand, and after a while, he slightly turned his head to meet Chu Weiyin's eyes: "How would I know? You should ask him."

Zu Lingzhi pointed to Nuerman, who shook his head, "I don't know the specific situation, but you were there yesterday, and I have to take you back, otherwise it will be difficult for the higher-ups to ask."

Nuerman glanced at Zu Lingzhi in embarrassment, and then looked at Chu Weiyin, meaning—you persuade your family.

Chu Weiyin pursed her lips, not sure what Zu Lingzhi meant for a while, but they did come into contact with Mustafa yesterday, and they were taken away by Nuerman's abnormal procedures. If they just leave like this, Nuerman will not be easy to do here.

After thinking about it, Chu Weiyin got up and walked to Nuerman, and said to Zu Lingzhi, "Let's go and have a look!"

He Lingzhi raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, glanced at Nuerman, hooked the corners of his lips in an unclear way, then stood up and stroked the wrinkled corner of his clothes, and snorted coldly: "Let's go!"

Nuerman clenched his fist quietly. How could he have suspected Zu Lingzhi because of his unusual status, but did this guy agree too quickly this time?Is it because this woman requested it?

When Zu Lingzhi, Chu Weiyin, and Nuerman arrived at the base by car, the scene was blocked by the police of country C. The sky was already dark when they came last time. At this time, the sun at noon was even more beautiful after the baptism of the heavy rain yesterday. The black soldiers stood solemnly, but the straight and upright posture of the police made the scene a little more dull.

After seeing Nuerman, a policeman came over to describe the situation.

"At six o'clock in the morning, a soldier named Alamein at the base found the second lieutenant's body on the edge of the woods on the east side, and then we received a call to the police."

At this time, a thin soldier beside him came over to greet Nuerman, and then pointed to the woods not far away: "That's right there."

Hearing this, Chu Weiyin looked towards the woods in the direction of his finger. There seemed to be a person lying on the sand, and many on-site survey personnel were busy.

Nuerman frowned and looked at the police: "Can we go and have a look?"

"Yes!" The policeman nodded, glanced at Chu Weiyin and Zu Lingzhi who were standing beside Nuerman, and stretched out his hands to stop him: "Lieutenant Colonel Nuerman, who are they?"

Nuerman said indifferently: "They are my two friends."

The police took a look at them before letting them go.

The police of country C in front of the woods were making records at the scene. They were talking in the local language, and Chu Weiyin didn't understand a word.

She looked at Mustafa who was lying straight on the ground in front of her. It was clear that he was a living person yesterday, but now he was pierced through the chest by a saber, and his right hand was still holding the handle of the saber.

It does look like suicide...

Chu Weiyin frowned slightly, unable to figure out why Mustafa committed suicide suddenly. She was fine yesterday, but then she gradually regained consciousness under the formulaic voice of the police, but she heard Lingzhi beside her snorted softly.

She looked suspiciously at Zuo Lingzhi, who was standing in a standard repairing posture, his eyes were fixed on Mustafa's chest, and there was an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing him startled, the policeman frowned and said something loudly, still in the local language, which Chu Weiyin could not understand, but his expression was not pleasant.

Hearing this, Nuerman stretched out his hand to stop the roaring policeman, and said in English: "He doesn't understand the local language, you can speak to him in English."

Then the policeman snorted coldly, took a step closer, and said in English, "Why do you laugh at my point of view and think that he did not commit suicide?"

If you didn’t understand it before, Chu Weiyin understands it now. It is probably because the police initially came to the conclusion of suicide after surveying the scene. Zu Lingzhi snorted and expressed his disapproval of his point of view, so he sent the policeman to Angry.

Chu Weiyin glanced at Zu Lingzhi who was standing next to him. The guy was still standing straight. She saw his eyes turn away from Mustafa and look at Nuerman's calm statement: "His habit The hand is the left hand, which suicidal person would use the hand he is not used to?"

Zu Lingzhi's brows were slightly frowned, eyebrows raised, and Chu Weiyin blinked in a calm tone... When Mustafa arrested them yesterday, the hand holding the pistol was indeed the left hand, and he took the pistol from the soldier. The items found on their bodies... It seems that they are also left hands.

Zu Lingzhi noticed all these details that she didn't notice at the time, no wonder... Before she lost her thoughts, the person opposite threw away the tobacco in her mouth impatiently: "Hmph, what's the matter? After he committed suicide with his left hand, he regretted it, and it is not impossible to draw the knife with his right hand." The police still insisted on suicide, as if they wanted to settle the case quickly.

Chu Weiyin couldn't bear this kind of irresponsible attitude the most. She squinted her eyes and walked into the corpse. Everyone's eyes and focus were on Zu Lingzhi, so naturally no one would pay attention to Chu Weiyin.

She slowly squatted down and observed Mustafa carefully. Yesterday, she was still alive, but now, she was lying silently under the tree, with a piece of yellow sand under her body, and a saber stuck in her chest. , but the blade had completely sunk into his heart, and the military uniform on his chest was a lot red, and he didn't know if it was the result of blood or being washed away by the rain.

He may have struggled before he died, because his hand was still tightly gripping the handle of the knife. Judging from his posture, he might have committed suicide... But because it rained last night, it is impossible to judge from the amount of bleeding alone. Did he lose blood to death?

From top to bottom, from head to toe, Chu Weiyin refused to let go of every inch. She stared at the dead man's face, and then heard Zu Lingzhi say, "He is left-handed, and his right hand is not inferior to his left hand."

This sentence was said in Chinese, and Chu Weiyin knew that it was him talking to himself.

Chu Weiyin immediately looked at Mustafa's hands. His left hand was holding the handle of the knife, but it was about to be loosened. It was just hanging on it. His right hand was placed on the sand, but...

bruises.

Chu Weiyin stared blankly. In the vast desert, there was only Mustafa's solitary corpse, and there were no footprints or traces around.

Even if it is suicide, isn't it necessary to leave his own footprints?
(End of this chapter)