Detective Ace's Forensic Wife

Chapter 82 The Eyes Are Above The Top
Chu Weiyin stood up slowly and returned to the sight of everyone. She felt that this matter was too strange. After contemplating, all the voices returned to her ears. English asked sternly: "Who are you? What are you doing?"

Chu Weiyin took a step back, and then Lingzhi immediately walked up to her, stood in front of her, and said to the policeman holding a pistol: "This is my friend's fiancee, just curious, she doesn't Understand English."

The policeman's eyes were full of hostility. Nuerman coughed softly, and the policeman turned his head and stared at Nuerman with an extremely arrogant voice, "Lieutenant Colonel Nuerman, since this gentleman also said that he made a mistake in his judgment just now. .So we can close the case as a suicide?"

Chu Weiyin could tell that the policeman wanted to commit suicide, but there were so many doubts here, she didn't know why Zu Lingzhi didn't stick to his point of view, there were so many doubts at the scene... Maybe it was because he was in country C , don't want to make trouble?

Nuerman glanced at Zu Ling, and nodded without any rebuttal: "Okay, I understand, leave it to me here! Trouble."

After hearing this, the policeman was very satisfied, at least he was a lieutenant colonel, so it was hard to show anything, so before he left, he said a few polite words, and when he walked past Zu Lingzhi, he paused, not knowing what he said , Zu Lingzhi raised the corners of his eyes almost inaudibly when he heard the words, but said nothing.

In this way, after Nuerman ordered the Discipline Inspection Commission police to be sent away, Chu Weiyin walked to Zu Lingzhi's side, suppressed his voice and said softly: "He didn't commit suicide!" Weiyin's delusion, she only felt that there seemed to be a hint of a smile hidden in the corner of Zu Lingzhi's mouth, and there was a sharp ending in the low voice: "How do you know?"

Chu Weiyin raised her head, "Because..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard Zu Lingzhi and Nuerman speak at the same time.

"Who's where?"

When she turned her head, she saw only a flash of light...

Nuerman's voice was tense, and the gun at his waist was instantly held in his hand. With a "ding", the pistol was loaded and ready to go.

Zu Lingzhi walked to Chu Weiyin's side, squinted his eyes and looked at the white light that flashed past in the woods, and after a while he said softly, "Mr. Luo, what are you doing hiding behind the tree?"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Weiyin followed Zu Lingzhi's eyes and looked at a big tree with luxuriant branches. Luo Qin was still dressed in a blue T-shirt and denim, with a travel bag on his back and half holding the bag in his hand. The camera walked out slowly from behind the big tree, and smiled slightly: "Sorry, I forgot to turn off the flash."

Nuerman frowned, and the pistol was still pointed at Luo Qin's head: "Interviews are not allowed here."

"I know." Luo Qin quickly raised his hands to signal his surrender, "I will delete the photo."

"Why is Mr. Luo here?" Chu Weiyin asked suspiciously, looking at him lightly, and what Lingzhi said was right, no one should believe it.

"When I was released yesterday, the second lieutenant lying on the ground told me that you had been taken away by the lieutenant colonel." Luo Qin paused for a moment on Chu Weiyin's face, then looked at Zu Lingzhi with calm eyes : "I came back because I only have a few small change left in my wallet."

Zu Lingzhi ignored him, and turned his head to look at Nuerman: "It's not suicide, he's one of the suspects."

Nuerman narrowed his sharp eyes, and slowly lowered his pistol to Luo Qin, "You better not be the murderer."

"Don't worry, Lieutenant Colonel, I just want to get my money back. After all, it's not a small sum." Luo Qin shrugged, put the camera in his bag, walked over to Nuerman, and stood upright. .

Zu Lingzhi withdrew his gaze from a distance, and raised his chin to Chu Weiyin: "Now is the time for you to play a role. Check his body to see if there is anything found."

Chu Weiyin nodded and walked towards Mustafa's body. After a while, she paused and looked back at Zu Lingzhi: "There are limited instruments here, so I can only take a rough look."

"Whatever you want!" Zu Lingzhi put one hand in his pocket, looked at the soldiers standing neatly beside him, and said calmly, "But I hope you can discover more."

Chu Weiyin thought for a while, turned around and walked forward, "I will try my best."

Nuerman looked at Chu Weiyin's thin and frail figure, and it took him a long time to realize: "Is she a forensic doctor?" Then he murmured: "Suess, your taste is really special."

"Of course." Zu Lingzhi snorted coldly, turned his head to look at Luo Qin who was looking at Chu Weiyin's back, frowned and looked at Nuerman, who immediately understood.

"Mr. Luo, please wait on the second floor first." Nuerman stretched out his hand, and a soldier came over and stood beside Luo Qin.

Luo Qin withdrew his gaze from Chu Weiyin, walked past Zu Lingzhi, and smiled, "I heard Julia call you at the hotel...Mr. Xiuer?" With a light side face, "I hope you can clear me up as soon as possible, after all, I still have a shooting task."

After Luo Qin finished speaking, he followed the little soldier and Zu Lingzhi stood there with deep eyes. After a while, he narrowed his eyes and glanced at the direction Luo Qin left, then turned to Nuerman and said, "Wait for her to come back. I need to know what happened to the soldiers last night."

Nuerman nodded, and said to the soldiers lined up neatly in front of him: "Everyone will follow the order of the queue and come to Mr. Xiu and tell me what you have been doing from last night to today. I think your second lieutenant did not commit suicide just like Mr. Xiu .”

As soon as these words came out, most of the soldiers who came out of the strict training of the military academy couldn't help being in an uproar. Zu Lingzhi squinted his eyes and carefully observed the hundreds of people in front of him.

But there are too many people, it is a pity that I really can't see anything.

"Mr. Xiu?" Chu Weiyin stood by the edge of the woods and shouted in Chinese in the direction of Zu Lingzhi.

Zu Lingzhi swept across the faces of the soldiers, turned around and walked in the direction of Chu Weiyin, Nuerman followed behind him.

"What did you find?" Zu Lingzhi's voice was low, and his eyes fell on Mustafa again, as if there was no sign of wanting to check it himself.

Chu Weiyin got up and began to narrate: "The death time of the deceased was about five hours or more. The knife pierced through the heart. The amount of bleeding is unclear, but judging from the location of the knife, it should exceed 3000cc. It may be due to excessive blood loss."

Zu Lingzhi didn't nod or shake his head, but Nuerman scratched his ears and cheeks tightly, because Chu Weiyin narrated in Chinese, and Nuerman couldn't understand a word.

Seeing Zu Ling's silence, Chu Weiyin continued: "The hair on the neck of the deceased was upside down. The deceased was probably dragged, so this may not be the first scene. In addition, the deceased's left wrist was bruised, and his abdomen was bruised. There were also large bruises, very likely from a fight."

After Chu Weiyin finished speaking, she frowned suspiciously and looked at Zu Lingzhi: "But there is one thing I don't understand."

Zu Lingzhi withdrew his gaze from the deceased, raised his chin to Chu Weiyin: "Say it."

"Although it rained last night, don't you think it's strange that there's no footprints around here?" Chu Weiyin moved away from her position and looked at the shallow footprints left on the sand: "My weight is You are the lighter ones, but you still leave footprints."

"indeed!"

Zu Lingzhi raised his lips slightly, "So, do you think the murderer is very experienced?"

Chu Weiyin was stunned, and saw Zu Lingzhi squatting down slowly, and began to observe the corpse: "The second scene, there are no footprints, and even pretended to commit suicide." She saw Zu Lingzhi flipping over Mustafa's military uniform "Don't you think the murderer did everything right except he didn't know the dead man's handedness?"

Nuerman looked at Zu Lingzhi's hand, his eyes stopped on the empty pistol holster at the waist of the deceased, and suddenly said loudly: "How could Mustafa not have a gun?!"

Chu Weiyin didn't notice this, but when Nuerman said it, Zu Lingzhi walked over and knelt down to look at Mustafa's body, "I believe in the soldiers you brought, but they didn't agree several times. Believe it, and I also think that no matter where they are, they have regarded the gun as part of their own body, and they will never throw it away."

As soon as Zu Lingzhi's words fell, Chu Weiyin walked up in the direction of Zu Lingzhi. She squatted beside Zu Lingzhi, stretched out her hand and opened Mustafa's clothes, and then saw him hanging on the The gun holster around his waist was empty right now, with nothing inside.

If Mustafa didn't want to come out with a gun, why would he keep the holster on? It's against the rules.

Nuerman stood aside, his expression not very good. Indeed, Chu Weiyin also understood that such a big incident happened just after he came here yesterday for inspection. The deceased was not an ordinary soldier, but at least a second lieutenant.I believe that it will be difficult for Nuerman to do it if he does not find out the truth. It is estimated that the report will be written layer by layer.

Only then did Chu Weiyin understand why Nuerman didn't say anything about the suicide that the police said, and he did a lot easier.At this moment, he walked up to the two of them, bent down and looked at Mustafa, "Yesterday he was fine, but I lost my temper with him."

There was regret in Nuerman's voice. He watched Chu Weiyin and Zu Lingzhi continue to examine Mustafa's body, and asked, "How is it? Did you find anything else? Have you locked the range of the murderer? "

Hearing this, Zu Lingzhi stood up slowly, glanced at the soldiers behind him, and said in a calm voice, "Do you think I am a god? Can you lock the murderer in such a short time?"

As soon as the words fell, Nuerman choked. He naturally knew who the man standing in front of him was.So it is possible to say such a thing first?
The reason is just that there are too many people here, so it's inconvenient to talk about it.

Zu Lingzhi lowered his head and glanced at Zu Ling who was still looking at the corpse, and then pulled her up, "Is a corpse prettier than me?"

Chu Weiyin blinked her eyes: ...

What the hell is this guy talking about...

(End of this chapter)