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Chapter 98 Skull? Not intentional?! Nameless Number Two?

The shovel hit a hard object and made a sound.

Everyone's heart tightened involuntarily.

With a single shovel strike, Xu Yunli exerted force, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, and dug the thing out.

When they saw what it looked like, everyone's expression changed drastically.

The hard object was very small, not even as big as an adult's palm, but you could clearly see its pair of empty eyes.

"what!"

Wang Fangfang screamed and hid behind Song Xiang.

When Yang Ruolan saw the tiny skull, her face turned pale, and her lips moved as if she had remembered something. She stumbled forward, "This...this is..."

She knew that Shen Yao was pregnant before she disappeared.

Congcong lay beside the skull, staring intently with his eyes, a feeling of sadness welling up within them.

Nan Shu lowered her almond-shaped eyes and pursed her lips. Judging from the appearance of the skull, it was about seven months old, which matched the initial disappearance of Shen Yao.

It goes without saying whose skull it is.

All that's missing now is the DNA test result.

Xu Yunli picked up the skull, put it into a small body bag, and continued digging. Yang Ruolan, barely managing to stay awake, went home and called Shen An.

Uncle Shen, who had been cursing Song Xiong the day before, joined the digging operation without saying a word, wearing a black T-shirt with a hole in the collar and holding a shovel.

The entire flowerbed was turned upside down and dug more than a meter deep, and a few pieces of bone were sifted out of the soil.

However, it is not yet possible to determine whether it belongs to humans.

Xu Yunli even took a handful of soil back with him.

On the way back to the branch office.

The once spacious SUV became cramped. Nan Shu sat in the passenger seat, while Brother Wang sat in the back seat by the window, with Yang Ruolan and her husband, who were silently embracing each other.

After returning to the detachment.

Brother Wang led the two to the morgue, which was actually just a small room next to the autopsy room used to temporarily store corpses.

The wall fan hummed loudly, and the air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant.

Nan Shu later heard from Brother Wang that...

After seeing Shen Yao's skeletal remains, Uncle Shen immediately knelt down and began slapping himself, saying that if he hadn't had such a bad temper and said such harsh words, Shen Yao wouldn't have become so dependent on Song Xiong.

He said it was all his fault and that he regretted it.

but.

Is it really the couple's fault?
The one in the wrong was Song Xiong, who sat in the interrogation room for twenty-seven hours and still refused to confess.

It wasn't until the DNA test results came out that the skull found in Song Xiong's house showed male DNA, which matched Shen Yao's DNA and also matched Song Xiong's DNA.

That child belongs to Shen Yao and Song Xiong.

When Nan Punian threw the report results in front of Song Xiong, Song Xiong, who had been silent all along, suddenly became dejected, like a defeated rooster.

"Officer, believe me, I really didn't mean to."

Song Xiong looked at Nan Punian, his expression finally showing genuine fear and apprehension.

But Nan Shu could tell.

Song Xiong was not afraid because he had done something wrong, but because he was afraid of the punishment he was about to receive.

"Was it not intentional homicide? Or was it not intentional dismemberment? Or perhaps, was it not intentional to cut the baby out and bury it in the flowerbed?"

With each question Nan Punian asked, Song Xiong's guilty conscience deepened.

He lowered his head, not daring to look Nan Punian in the eye. "Even if we take a step back, isn't she completely blameless?" Song Xiong looked up, his face full of anger.

This sounds strangely familiar.

Nan Shu thought for a moment and remembered Wang Mingyu, the son-in-law who killed his wife for insurance money.

To kill someone and then shift the blame onto the victim is ultimately just a way to make oneself feel better and to try to lessen the crime by fabricating a tragic story.

What did she do wrong?

Nan Punian looked at Song Xiong and asked coldly.

"She actually asked me for a dowry of 99,000 yuan! She's pregnant with my child, and she still wants so much?! What right does she have?"

Song Xiong looked completely self-righteous.

Nan Punian frowned deeply.

"So, that's why you killed her?"

Nan Punian raised his voice slightly. Even with his extensive experience, he felt that Song Xiong's reason was simply too absurd and outrageous.

"It's not just that. She broke up with her family and is with me now. She eats my food, wears my clothes, and she's already so pregnant. She was such a good girl, and we were going to live a normal life. We were going to get married after the baby was born. I had it all planned out..."

Song Xiong was lost in his memories.

"It must be that landlady!"

Song Xiong slammed his fist on the small table, the handcuffs clanging against the table with a crisp sound. His face was fierce: "That bitch, she heard that the landlady say something about women needing to be independent and not not having a bride price. She came back and started making a scene with me, saying that if I didn't give her a bride price, she would abort the child."

"That's my child! What right does she have?"

“I was so angry that I wanted to shut her up, officer. You have to believe me, I really just wanted to calm her down. I didn’t mean to kill her. But I didn’t expect her to be so weak… She… By the time I came to my senses, she had stopped breathing. I didn’t mean to, I really didn’t mean to.”

Song Xiong said, scratching his head.

Nan Punian didn't speak, but just looked at him coldly and asked one last question.

"Since you think a dowry of 99,000 is expensive, why isn't 288,000 expensive now?"

He still remembers how excited he was to get engaged when he first met Song Xiong.

Song Xiong paused, glanced guiltily at Nan Punian, then lowered his head and murmured:
"How can they be the same? They're not the same..."

Nan Punian didn't ask what was different, nor did he really want to know.

With witnesses, physical evidence, and confessions all present, Song Xiong is found guilty of murder.

Yang Ruolan and her husband took Shen Yao's remains back with them.

Nan Shu stood at the gate, watching the two people carrying the box containing the bones and walking away with faltering steps. She looked up at the somewhat dazzling sunlight overhead.

Shen Yao's case has come to an end, but there are still no clues about the second set of remains.

canteen.

Nan Punian brought a bowl of beef noodles and sat down opposite Nan Shu, then pushed a large bowl of lamb spine hot pot in front of her.

"What's wrong? No appetite?"

Nan Punian glanced at the little girl, who was poking at her rice bowl with her chopsticks, looking somewhat absent-minded.

"Hmm... I'm thinking about the second skeleton."

Nan Shu truthfully stated that, based on the assessment of the pubic symphysis, the remains were estimated to be fifteen years old, but Nan Shu could tell that the deceased's actual age might be even younger than fifteen.

"That's how solving cases is, especially cases involving skeletons. If you can't find a match in the gene bank or with the family of the person who reported the crime, you can only wait."

Nan Punian raised his hand and patted Nan Shu's head.

"Okay, stop thinking about it, let's eat first."

(End of this chapter)