From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Cheng Ye pressed down on the photos of the scene on the table.

"That tower crane has been locked up for a long time. There are two locks at the bottom of the tower, so a normal person can't climb up at all."

Three days ago, Cheng Ye personally led a team to conduct a safety inspection.

After the inspection, the ladder entrance was locked and the control cabinet was sealed.

Spare keys are kept in the project office and the security office respectively, and must be registered each time they are used.

There were no tower crane operations at the construction site last night, and the equipment team did not receive any maintenance orders.

Ma Jianguo entered the construction area, where the tower crane was still powered on; someone must have tampered with it.

Lu Yunzhou pointed to the photo of the control cabinet.

"Where are the seals on the site?"

Cheng Ye gritted his teeth as he recalled the events, his anger burning inside him.

When the police arrived, the seal on the control cabinet had already been torn off.

The lock at the ladder entrance has been replaced; the original two locks are gone.

At first, the people at the construction site all thought that Cheng Ye had arranged the maintenance at the last minute.

They only realized something was wrong when Ma Jianguo fell.

Lu Yunzhou put the photo back on the desktop.

By tracing the origin of the lock and then finding out who touched the control cabinet, we can uncover the person hiding behind it.

But Cheng Ye's next words added another layer to the matter.

"Ma Jianguo only arrived at the construction site two days ago."

Cheng Ye gripped his trouser leg. "The outsourced team temporarily shoved him into the equipment group. I barely spoke a few words to him."

Lu Yunzhou lowered his brows.

According to the files Ye Zhiwei found, Ma Jianguo had already started working three months ago.

I worked the day shift in the equipment warehouse for the past two months, and was only transferred to the tower crane team five days ago.

Cheng Ye said that he had only met this person two days ago.

There is likely a problem between the Ma Jianguo in the archives and the Ma Jianguo on the construction site.

Lu Yunzhou pressed for details about the outsourced team.

The foreman in charge of leading the people into the site was named Wu Jian'an. He was in his forties and had a scar on his right cheek.

This person doesn't usually come to the project office, but yesterday he spent most of the day wandering around the construction site.

Wu Jian'an asked the gatekeeper about Lu Yunzhou's car, and also inquired with several workers about his residence, his military service, and his relationship with Fengming Group.

"He asked very detailed questions."

Cheng Ye looked up. "Brother Lu, this guy came for you."

The veins on the back of Lu Yunzhou's hand bulged.

As soon as Ma Jianguo was put into the construction site, Wu Jian'an inquired about his background everywhere.

The next day, a murder occurred in the old port of South Bay.

The timing was so precise; it couldn't be a coincidence.

Lu Yunzhou took out his phone and sent Wu Jian'an's name, physical characteristics, and the outsourcing team he belonged to to Ye Zhiwei.

He instructed Ye Zhiwei to find out the person's ID card, address, call records, bank statements, and also to trace the login location of that temporary account.

The timer on the table went off as soon as the message was sent.

Li Zhenhua came in from outside, turned off the timer, and signaled Cheng Ye to stop talking.

Lu Yunzhou put away his phone.

"Take me to see Ma Jianguo's body."

Li Zhenhua's face darkened.

"The body is still being examined; you cannot touch it."

Lu Yunzhou did not back down.

He was the person in charge of Yuanchuan Construction, and the deceased was registered under the name of Yuanchuan Equipment Group.

Now that the police are preparing to classify this as a safety accident, they need to confirm whether Ma Jianguo's injuries were simply caused by the fall.

Li Zhenhua flipped through the case file.

The information stated that Lu Yunzhou was skilled in medicine and had even participated in emergency rescues at the municipal hospital.

He saved the lives of both Deputy Director Chen and Tang Jinrou from their illnesses.

The ability to cure the living and the ability to examine the dead are two completely different things.

Li Zhenhua was unwilling to disrupt the process, but he was also worried about missing clues.

He walked out of the isolation room, made two phone calls, and had Lu Yunzhou sign a confidentiality agreement.

After the formalities were completed, he led Lu Yunzhou into the underground elevator.

As the elevator descends, the ventilation vents continuously blow out cool air.

The smell of disinfectant filled my nostrils, and the low hum of the machine running came from the wall.

There are no windows on the basement level.

Several silver-gray iron doors lined both sides of the corridor, with signs indicating the inspection area, cold storage area, and sample room.

Li Zhenhua swiped the innermost door and led Lu Yunzhou inside.

There were two metal tables inside.

One of them was empty, and the other was covered with a snow-white cloth.

A cold wind blew down from above, and the shroud clung tightly to the corpse's shoulders and back.

An elderly forensic doctor, around sixty years old, stood at the operating table, putting tissue samples into sealed bags.

His name is Qian Shouyi, but everyone in the brigade calls him Old Qian.

Mr. Qian worked as a forensic doctor for more than 30 years, and the cases he handled filled two archive rooms.

When Li Zhenhua entered, he didn't even look up.

Upon hearing that Lu Yunzhou was the site manager and wanted to examine the deceased, Old Qian took off his glasses.

"Captain Li, when was this turned into a reception room?"

Mr. Qian placed the tweezers into the tray.

Li Zhenhua briefly explained the situation and mentioned Lu Yunzhou's participation in the hospital's emergency treatment record.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Qian's impatience deepened.

He'd seen plenty of people like this: someone who'd saved a few patients and then tried to get involved in criminal investigations.

Most of them have only studied first aid for a few days and know a few acupoints, yet they dare to criticize the forensic results.

"Stand back and look away, don't touch anything."

Mr. Qian pulled down his mask. "If something goes wrong, you can't afford the responsibility."

Lu Yunzhou didn't argue with him.

A scene record was hanging next to the metal table; the body was delivered at 6:15 a.m.

The initial examination results indicated a fall from a height, with damage to the skull and multiple bones. The cause of death was tentatively determined to be severe trauma.

The hood was lifted up to his shoulders, revealing Ma Jianguo's face under the light.

There were abrasions on the face and one side of the frontal bone was collapsed.

The right eye was not fully closed, and there were dense petechiae on the conjunctiva.

Lu Yunzhou stopped in his tracks.

Falling from a height would cause numerous external injuries, but this distribution of bleeding cannot be explained.

The records in the Shennong chapter about obstructed qi channels and stagnant blood vessels quickly unfolded in his mind.

The presence of patches of hemorrhage on the conjunctiva often indicates that the deceased experienced oxygen deprivation before the fall.

Just after Qian Lao finished taking a back sample, the body was still propped up on its side with a pad, and most of its back was exposed.

Dark purple livor spots were concentrated on the shoulder blades, back, and back of the legs, and the color had settled there.

Near the waist, there are still marks from lying flat for a long time.

The body's landing position after falling from the crane did not match the location of these livid spots.

More importantly, the incident occurred at midnight last night, less than seven hours after the samples were sent for testing.

Under normal circumstances, livor mortis wouldn't sink to this extent.

Lu Yunzhou took half a step forward.

His internal energy circulated along his meridians, and he compared each of the autopsy methods in the "Shennong Chapter" with them.

Conjunctival hemorrhage, livor mortis deposition, and the location of indentations all point to the same result.

Ma Jianguo had been dead for some time when he lay under the tower crane.

The crash was just a staged event.

When Mr. Qian saw that he was staring at the corpse without moving, he couldn't save face.

"If you've seen enough, get out. Don't keep me from getting things done."

Lu Yunzhou raised his head and his gaze fell on Li Zhenhua.

"This person was already dead before falling from the building; the time of death was definitely more than twenty-four hours ago!"

The file in Li Zhenhua's hand slipped halfway down, and his expression changed instantly.

Old Qian ripped off his mask and slammed his hand heavily on the metal tray, his entire face turning red.