Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

"Where are you, Xiao Min? Did you find anything?" Yan Haizhen said.

Compared with usual times, Xiao Min's expression was particularly serious today.

She shook her head, "Unfortunately, I don't have any valuable discoveries here."

"What?" Yan Haizhen couldn't believe it at all, "Not at all? How is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. I will report it truthfully, but the fact is, no." Xiao Min said: "Whether it was in the darkroom or outside the living room, kitchen, and toilet, only the victim's DNA, fingerprints and footprints were found. , and nothing else.”

He Feng recalled the appearance of the body when it was found, and said: "The cause of death couldn't be suicide or caused by a python, right?"

Hearing He Feng's words, Yan Haizhen slapped his head, and then he remembered that he had not spoken to Cheng Nuo until the beginning of the meeting.

"My fault, I forgot. Cheng Nuo told me the results of the report before, and I thought you all knew it." Yan Haizhen turned to Cheng Nuo beside him and said, "Hurry up and tell me."

Cheng Nuo knew that his speech would be a powerful bomb, so he simply took his time and planned to listen to the thoughts of a group of people before speaking.

"Do you think you've finished your research?"

"Of course not." Yan Haizhen said: "But you have to tell me the autopsy results first, otherwise how will you let the brothers push it later?"

"Okay." Cheng Nuo opened the document in front of him, "Then let me tell you the conclusion first. The cause of death of the victim was that the carotid artery was cut with a sharp instrument, resulting in excessive blood loss and death. The time of death was one month ago. So. "What is certain is that this is [-]% a murder, and there is no possibility of suicide or python attack."

"Why can't you commit suicide?" Ma Yingjie said, "Self-cutting means cutting your own neck with a knife."

"Yes, but the depth of the victim's wounds cannot be easily caused by suicide."

"depth?"

"That's right, it's depth, not just depth."

Cheng Nuo picked up the remote control on the table and clicked on the projection. A photo of the third cervical vertebra with scratches appeared in front of everyone.

In an instant, almost everyone present sat upright involuntarily.

Yan Haizhen pursed her dry lips and said in a deep voice, "Cheng Nuo, what's going on?"

"do not you remember?"

"I have some impression, but the details are unclear. After all, this is not the case in my hands."

"It wasn't true before, but it is now."

Yan Haizhen's face became extremely ugly. He just stared at the photo on the screen without saying a word for a long time.

For a time, the atmosphere in the conference room was extremely tense.

"Brother Haoran, what's going on?"

Ma Yingjie turned his head and glanced at the youngest member of a group who had just come in last year, and said in a very low voice: "Don't ask me yet, it's not a good thing anyway."

Cheng Nuo looked around in a clockwise direction along the edge of the table, and finally landed on Yan Haizhen.

He spread his hands and said bluntly: "The murderer of the unsolved crime has committed another crime. This is to provide us with new clues and bring him to justice. Aren't you excited?"

Yan Haizhen said angrily: "What should I be excited about? I should be happy about what I should be excited about."

"Of course you should be excited. This opportunity fell into your hands! It's all your fault that it broke. What does it have to do with He Wei?"

Yan Haizhen lowered his eyes and remained silent. After a while, he put away the documents on the table, stood up and said, "Let's dismiss the meeting first and wait until the Forest Bureau makes a decision."

Seeing the teams leaving one after another, in the end, only Cheng Nuo and Xiao Min were left in the conference room.

"What's the matter with you?" Xiao Min said, "I don't usually see you paying so much attention to any case. You talk a bit too much today."

"A lot?"

Xiao Min glanced at the corridor and made sure there was no one there, then said, "You don't like Yan Haizhen?"

"I don't hate him."

Even if Cheng Nuo doesn't like Yan Haizhen's character, overall, Yan Haizhen's position as the criminal investigation captain of the city bureau is not completely empty.

Everyone has his or her own two brushes.

The same goes for He Feng and Ma Yingying.

Cheng Nuo said: "I just wanted to see his reaction. Sure enough, this case should still be handed over to He Wei."

Xiao Min looked up at the photo on the screen and said, "Yes, look at the expressions of Yan Haizhen and the others as soon as the photo came out. They looked like they had received a hot potato. They wanted to call He Wei over quickly and put the case away. into his arms.”

"That's fine. After reporting it to the Forest Bureau, the case will naturally be transferred to He Wei's hands." Cheng Nuo looked forward, eyes full of determination, "This time, we must catch him."

It was almost noon when Bai Ji'an came out of the bedroom.

It is Bai Ji'an's habit to make a cup of coffee every day when he gets up, but today, the space where the coffee was originally made has been occupied by someone.

"He Wei?" Bai Ji'an's eyes widened instantly. He turned to look at the wall clock to confirm the time and asked, "Why didn't you go to work?"

He Wei brought the brewed coffee to Bai Ji'an, "Come and try it, it's my new research."

Bai Ji'an looked at the ginger liquid in the coffee cup and asked, "What is this?"

"This is... let me take a look." Howie turned around and glanced at the Spongebob sticky note posted on the refrigerator, "Spanish latte!"

Spanish latte?

Bai Ji'an looked at the cup of coffee in his hand, which was not quite the right color, in confusion, "This, it doesn't seem right."

With that said, he walked to the refrigerator and was stopped by Howie just as he was about to check the production steps.

"Don't look."

He Wei held the bottom of the cup with his hand and slowly brought the coffee to Bai Ji'an's mouth.

"Just drink it, it's specially cooked for you."

By instinct. The closer the cup came, the further Bai Ji'an's head leaned back.

"When did you start doing this again?"

"I just liked it."

"what?"

"Come on, have a taste."

"But I don't drink anything with sugar."

He Wei stared at him for a long time, then he put down his hand and his eyelids drooped.

"Forget it if you don't drink."

Seeing that he was not in the right state, Bai Ji'an immediately changed his mind: "Drink, I'll drink, okay."

As he spoke, he endured the sweet taste and drained the liquid in the cup.

He poured the cup and waved it twice in front of He Wei's eyes, "Drink it, drink it all."

He Wei raised his eyes, his expression still unhappy.

He took Bai Ji'an's empty cup resentfully, turned around and took it to the sink to wash it, while muttering: "Do you know how to drink coffee? I'm toasting here. I'll finish it in one gulp."

Bai Ji'an stared at He Wei's strong back. If he hadn't seen something wrong with him, at this moment, he would have really wanted to raise his hand and put it on the back of his head.

Two dings and the microwave rang.

He Wei put on anti-scalding gloves and took out a steaming plate of mutton siomai.

"Eat. It's cold when you get up so late."