Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 46 Stupid, you're the stupid one.

Forensic Center
Because the murderer has not been caught, the family of the deceased, Xiang Sisi, decided to leave the body at the forensic center, hoping to wait for the police to solve the case and to allow their daughter to leave this world intact.

So Yan Cheng directly compared the hands in the glass jar with the latest date on it with the wrists of the deceased Xiang Sisi.

The incisions fit together perfectly.

It can be preliminarily determined that these are the deceased's hands.

However, DNA verification is also required.

The other two hands also matched the originals based on the cross-sections and the autopsy photos from that year.

It's just that it's been soaking in formalin for too long, and it will take time to compare it with the DNA data left behind.

Su Miaoyi waited in the reception room, and Chu Xingrou stayed with her for a while before going off to attend to her own business.

Then she went to the portrait studio.

Lu Zhishen was staring blankly at his drawing board, a chocolate bar dangling from his mouth.

She knocked on the door.

Lu Zhishen turned his head and, seeing it was her, asked, "Another case?"

Su Miaoyi shook her head: "Am I bothering you?"

"No, I won't." Lu Zhishen stood up, a chocolate bar still in his mouth. "Sit wherever you like."

"Why haven't you left work yet?" Su Miaoyi asked, sitting on the sofa.

Lu Zhishen ate the chocolate bar in a few bites and then got her some snacks and drinks: "I've only been here for less than half an hour."

Su Miaoyi looked at him: "Don't you have to go to the office every day?"

"Usually," Lu Zhishen said, "but there's a lecture at the Academy of Fine Arts today."

Su Miaoyi looked at the table full of snacks, picked up a bag of potato chips and tore it open: "Are you also working at the Academy of Fine Arts?"

“It’s not really a formal position; I just occasionally get invited,” Lu Zhishen said. “Yan Cheng works at the medical school, and he also supervises graduate students. Don’t you think Yan Cheng sometimes looks quite weathered?”

Su Miaoyi thought for a moment and shook her head: "He's so young and he's already supervising graduate students?"

“He started university early. When you see him looking several years older later, that’s because he’s revising students’ papers,” Lu Zhishen said.

Su Miaoyi couldn't help but laugh.

“It’s true.” Lu Zhishen sat opposite her. “There really are people who age five or six years overnight, just like Yan Cheng did.”

Su Miaoyi nodded and ate potato chips.

The people in the municipal bureau are young and all very capable.

They are truly top talents even by national standards.

Lu Zhishen handed her a dried kiwi: "This is delicious."

Just as Su Miaoyi was almost full from eating her snacks, Zhuang Yanzheng and Yan Cheng arrived.

"Is the trial finished?" she asked.

"Hmm." Zhuang Yanzheng sat on the sofa, took a bottle of water to drink, and then gave a brief account of Liu Fan's instructions.

"Is his ex-girlfriend among the victims?" Su Miaoyi asked.

Zhuang Yanzheng shook his head: "According to Liu Fan, his ex-girlfriend got married and had a child in Luo City."

Su Miaoyi opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

What a pervert!
How could someone be so perverted!
Su Miaoyi touched her heart, feeling a pain from anger.

After a pause, he asked again, "Has he been in Jinghai the whole time?"

“Hmm.” Zhuang Yanzheng said, “He’s been staying in that rented room the whole time, and he’s hardly left at all in the past two weeks. The room he rented was rented to him by a tenant who has been renting it for almost three years. The contract and paperwork are incomplete, so we haven’t been able to find his address.”

Su Miaoyi nodded.

Zhuang Yanzheng sighed and reached for the beef jerky on the table.

Before they could even touch each other, Lu Zhishen stopped them.

He looked up at him.

Lu Zhishen looked at him indifferently.

"Why are you so possessive of your food?" Zhuang Yanzheng clicked his tongue. "Even police dogs know how to share better than you do."

“Then go and share it with it,” Lu Zhishen said calmly.

Zhuang Yanzheng insisted on eating one.

Lu Zhishen refused to give him any.

Yan Cheng sat to the side, drinking water from his thermos, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

Su Miaoyi watched them quietly and licked her lips.

Are they so possessive of their food?
She had just eaten a lot and was full; she had tried almost everything. She secretly kicked the trash can next to her, which was full of packaging bags, under the coffee table.

"She can eat but I can't?" Zhuang Yanzheng said, looking at Su Miaoyi. "You've eaten quite a lot. Your face has gotten rounder since I last saw you."

Su Miaoyi's eyes widened.

attack!

This is a blatant personal attack!

"The head of the criminal investigation team is too naive. Come to the forensic center instead." Yan Cheng started recruiting people while the two were pulling at the beef jerky. "It makes me feel safer."

Zhuang Yanzheng immediately gave up on the beef jerky.

Lu Zhishen quickly hid all his snacks.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at Yan Cheng: "You're always sneaking around doing bad things."

Yan Cheng blew on the steam from his thermos: "I'm just competing fairly."

Su Miaoyi scratched her head and pointed out the window, saying, "Look!"

All three of them looked in the direction she was pointing.

Then I heard her say, "There's nothing there."

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her: "."

Lu Zhishen also looked at her.

Yan Cheng smiled.

Su Miaoyi smiled awkwardly: "I... I suddenly remembered that the rice I cooked before leaving home is done, so I have to go home for dinner."

She stood up as she spoke.

Zhuang Yanzheng got up with her: "You're kidding me, do you even have a pot at home?"

Su Miaoyi fell silent.

"You should take her home," Zhuang Yanzheng said to Lu Zhishen.

"I'll take him," Yan Cheng said, standing up.

Zhuang Yanzheng looked at him: "You're here working overtime with me."

Yan Cheng: "."

Su Miaoyi returned to her residence, quickly washed up, changed into her pajamas, sat cross-legged on the bed, placed her hands on her knees, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and focused on feeling the darkness before her.

Then she asked, "Is anyone there? Are you still there?"

No one responded.

"If you're still here, say something? Let's get to know each other?"

No sound.

"Hello! Hi! Are you there? Want to be friends? Want to have a heart-to-heart talk?! I guarantee you won't get hurt or be fooled!"

Su Miaoyi opened her eyes.

I feel that my approach might be incorrect.

So she gave up meditating, got out of bed, and stood upside down against the wall.

I instantly felt my head fill with blood.

"Are you there? Are you still there? Want to chat for a bit? Hello! Annyeonghaseyo! Let's talk. Don't worry, I'm a good person. I will never betray you, and I will never go to a Taoist priest to drive you away. Come out with peace of mind!"

Su Miaoyi waited for a while, but there was still no sound.

She squatted by the wall, resting her chin on her hand, facing the wall.

"Could I really be hallucinating? There was no sound at all; it was just my imagination?"

She thought for a moment, then banged her head against the wall.

Then he lay back on the floor and stared at the ceiling.

There was still no sound.

"Ah, that hurts."

Su Miaoyi lay there for a few seconds, then climbed onto the bed: "Fine, don't come out then. Goodnight."

She closed her eyes, and soon her consciousness faded into a hazy state.

In her half-awake state, she heard a single word pop into her head: "Stupid."

Su Miaoyi, still half-asleep, mumbled a reply: "You're the stupid one."

Then I fell into a deep sleep and slept until dawn.
(End of this chapter)