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

Chapter 81 Time to Buy a Lottery Ticket
"Did you see the murderer?"

Shen Yanzhou's words caused Su Miaoyi's expression to pause for a moment.

"The deceased lived in that neighborhood. Did the murderer kill the person elsewhere? Kill the person elsewhere and then move the body to the neighborhood? That doesn't make sense, does it?" Shen Yanzhou raised his questions. "Then how did you see the murderer? If you saw the murderer, why were the city police officers there first, and why did you arrive after them?"

Su Miaoyi put her phone in her pocket and looked at him. Changing the subject, she said, "Actually, I think you'd be quite suitable to be a criminal investigator. Why don't you consider it?"

"So how did you see the murderer?" Shen Yanzhou ignored the question and only wanted to hear the answer.

Having failed to change the subject, Su Miaoyi looked at the vast white snowscape ahead, thought for a moment, and prepared to start talking nonsense: "Mr. Shen, have you heard of a strange disease?"

"What illness?" Shen Yanzhou asked seriously.

"It means you can only speak a certain amount of words a day. If you exceed that amount, you will fall into a coma and won't wake up until midnight when the time is refreshed." Su Miaoyi said very seriously, "From now on, I can't speak anymore, otherwise, I'll just faint right here."

After she finished speaking, she pursed her lips and remained silent.

Shen Yanzhou turned his head and glanced at her.

Surprisingly, he listened attentively.

The result was that I listened to her talking nonsense.

He glanced at her again.

Su Miaoyi pursed her lips and waved her hand, indicating that she could not speak.

Shen Yanzhou drove slowly, and after a few seconds, he laughed speechlessly: "You set the limit for how much you can talk, didn't you?"

Su Miaoyi waved her hand, shook her head, and remained silent.

After a while, Shen Yanzhou sighed softly, "I won't ask anymore, okay?"

"Mr. Shen is truly a miracle worker; he cured my rare illness in no time," Su Miaoyi said. "After the New Year, I will definitely present Mr. Shen with a brocade banner."

"Thank you," Shen Yanzhou said with a smile.

Su Miaoyi smiled as well.

We arrived at the Municipal Bureau.

The police car drove directly into the courtyard behind the municipal police station.

Shen Yanzhou parked his car next to the entrance of the Municipal Bureau.

As soon as Su Miaoyi got out of the car, she saw a black car parked in front of the Municipal Bureau, followed by two other cars.

After seeing the license plate number, she stood still.

Shen Yanzhou also got out of the car, glanced at the license plate number, and said, "They're coming up to give us some guidance."

Su Miaoyi did not speak.

Soon, a large number of people came out of the city bureau.

She spotted the man at the head of the group immediately.

He looked to be in his fifties and was wearing a police uniform.

He stood tall and straight, with a serious expression.

The hair at his temples had turned noticeably white.

He strode forward.

The people next to him were talking to him.

Su Miaoyi's gaze remained fixed on him.

Shen Yanzhou glanced at it and then looked away.

After all, he often saw his uncle when he visited his aunt at the Qin family home.

That is, Director Qin.

He turned his head to look at Su Miaoyi.

I noticed her eyes were red.

Following her gaze, Shen Yanzhou looked at her again, paused, and then took a step closer to her.

Seeing him approach out of the corner of her eye, Su Miaoyi snapped out of her daze and then raised her hand to touch her eyes: "Ouch—my eyes hurt so much."

Shen Yanzhou paused, looking at her: "What's wrong?"

"The wind is too strong, it hurts my eyes." Su Miaoyi looked up and blinked.

Shen Yanzhou remained silent.

After the car in front of the Municipal Bureau drove away, Su Miaoyi looked at him and said, "I'm leaving. Drive carefully on your way back."

"Ah."

Su Miaoyi walked towards the Municipal Public Security Bureau, but her eyes kept drifting back to the direction the car had left. For some reason, she felt a deep sadness.
I feel so sad that I want to cry, but I can't.

Upon arriving at the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Su Miaoyi went directly to the autopsy room.

Yan Cheng and his assistant conducted a post-mortem examination.

Su Miaoyi followed Yan Cheng and watched.

Yan Cheng extracted some blood from under the girl's fingernails.

Afterwards, Su Miaoyi went to check on the corpse lying on the stairs.

When she checked the stairwell in the apartment building, she didn't see anything through the wound on his neck.

She thought she wouldn't see anything more. But while examining his wounds, she suddenly saw the images again.

She was standing on the stairs.

The lights in the building are voice-activated and very dim, just enough to see the stairs.

She looked at the stairs and carefully went down them, holding onto the handrail and slowly descending each step.

As we approached the sixth floor, the door on the sixth floor was suddenly pushed open.

She saw a person wearing a hood and carrying a bag come out.

Because of his strange attire, he didn't look like a good person at all.

She was startled, and then exclaimed, "Who's there!"

The sound was neither loud nor soft.

The man wearing the hood was startled when he made a sound.

Just then, she looked downstairs, intending to shout down.

But as soon as he uttered a sound, the man wearing the hood stepped forward, covered his mouth, and threw him to the ground.

Her mouth was covered, and she struggled to remove the man's hood, lifting a corner of it.

But at that moment, the man pulled out a knife and slit her throat.

Blood splattered, and he choked on it. In that instant of suffocation, his whole body went limp, and he lost all strength.

The man wearing the hood immediately ran away.

Su Miaoyi suddenly took a few steps back and almost fell.

Fortunately, Yan Cheng noticed that she suddenly stopped moving and her eyes were blank, so he was prepared and grabbed her arm in time.

He could feel that the moment he helped her up, her legs went weak and she was completely powerless.

But after I helped her up, she was fine immediately.

Su Miaoyi grabbed his arm to steady herself, then bent over and coughed again.

Seeing that she was coughing painfully, Yan Cheng patted her back.

After calming down a bit, Su Miaoyi said, "I should go buy a lottery ticket."

Yan Cheng didn't understand what she meant.

Su Miaoyi looked at Yan Cheng and whispered, "Blood flowed into my trachea, and I experienced a bout of suffocation."

When I saw the scene of Shao Dong's throat being slit in Jiangcheng, I didn't feel this bad.

First, she felt something cut through her throat, and before she could react, she was pulled out of the scene.

Secondly, Shao Dong died from excessive blood loss.

But this time, I truly experienced it firsthand; the feeling of choking on blood and suffocating was incredibly uncomfortable.

Hearing her words, Yan Cheng looked at the corpse.

The causes of death from throat-slitting can vary.

One cause is cerebral hypoxia due to excessive blood loss.

The second scenario involves the trachea and carotid artery being cut open together, causing a large amount of blood to spray out. Rapid blood loss in a short period leads to a sharp drop in blood pressure, resulting in hemorrhagic shock that can lead to cardiogenic shock and death.

Another possibility is pulmonary suffocation, which is what Su Miaoyi just mentioned: blood flows into the trachea, causing pulmonary suffocation.

However, the probability of this happening is very small.

However, the probability was low, but it still gave Su Miaoyi a taste of it.

That's why she said we should buy lottery tickets.

Yan Cheng looked at her again.

Her knowledge is indeed very solid; she should stay and work at the forensic center.