As a local policeman, is it appropriate for you to take over the job of a criminal policeman?

"Roll up your sleeves and let me see your two hands." Ye Lin pointed at Jin Dashan's arms. Jin Dashan was wearing long-sleeved clothes today.

Jin Dashan's face tensed for a moment, but he still obediently rolled up his sleeves. There was a scar on his left arm.

Ye Lin frowned, grabbed his hand, pointed at the wound and asked, "How did this happen?"

"I don't know either. I've been busy with my child's mother's funeral these days, so I don't know where he got it from." Jin Dashan said indifferently.

Ye Lin looked at Cheng Feng behind him, and Cheng Feng immediately understood and asked several policemen to restrain Jin Dashan first. This scar was most likely caused by Jin Laosan.

When Jin Dashan saw that he was being treated as a suspect, he immediately cried out, "What are you doing? Why are you arresting me? I won't kill my wife."

"Jin Dashan, I didn't say you killed him. Now I just ask you to cooperate. Let's wait for the result together. Do you understand?" Ye Lin said.

"I won't run away. Can't I just cooperate? How can you arrest people at will? If you can't find the person, you plan to arrest me to take the blame, right?" Jin Dashan was anxious.

"No one wants to arrest you and take the blame. Just sit quietly. No one will wrongly accuse you." Cheng Feng pushed Jin Dashan down and pressed him to his seat.

Jin Dashan had no choice but to sit down helplessly after struggling for a while, surrounded by several police officers.

Village chief Jin, who had just finished collecting samples, came over to persuade him, "Dashan, don't make a fuss. If it's not you, everything will be fine."

"Captain Ye, will we be able to compare them after taking samples?" Village Chief Jin looked at Ye Lin again.

"Village chief, don't worry. This is a DNA comparison, the most accurate one. The murderer can't escape this time." Ye Lin said confidently.

"That's good, that's good." Village chief Jin looked tired.

He went back to the house, got a small stool and sat at the door, lit a cigarette, and looked at the sky blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After sampling, all that remains is comparison, which takes some time and cannot be completed immediately.

Ye Lin also sat over and handed the old village chief a cigarette, "There will be results soon."

Village Chief Jin sighed, "It's not a good result."

Ye Lin understood his feelings. After all, no matter who the murderer was, he was still a villager, and it was not a good outcome for him.

"Captain Ye, I'm going to lie down inside for a while. Call me when there's a result."

Village Chief Jin waved to Jin Ni'er, asked her to bring some oranges over, shared some with Ye Lin, then touched her head and went into the house to sleep.

The old man was old and had less energy. Ye Lin understood and did not stop him.

He picked the oranges away out of boredom and looked at the people below. Everyone was getting a little impatient as time was going on for too long.

The crowd gradually became agitated, and their eyes all turned to the forensic doctors over there. As they operated a bunch of strange instruments, everyone's mood gradually became nervous.

Two hours later, the results came out.

"Captain Cheng, it's a match!" the forensic doctor on the other end shouted excitedly.

Cheng Feng stood up in a flash and said, "Let me see."

Ye Lin also stood up. The computer showed that the comparison was successful. The forensic doctor excitedly picked up the sample, No. 86, with a name written on it.

The moment he saw the name, Ye Lin felt his whole body explode and shouted, "Not good."

Then he suddenly rushed into Village Chief Jin's room and stood there in a daze.

On the bed, Village Chief Jin's eyes were closed, a machete had cut his throat, and the handle was grasped in his right hand.

Cheng Feng was also shocked. He didn't expect that the result of the comparison would be Village Chief Jin.

Village Chief Jin died right in front of them, his blood staining the bed sheets red. Village Chief Jin's face was peaceful, without any fear or anxiety, and he seemed to take his own death very lightly.

Ye Lin recalled his behavior just now. He originally thought that he was a little tired, but it turned out that he had completely given up. He must have intended to die from the moment he walked into the room.

The villagers were already in an uproar. Why did the police rush into the village chief's house?

Could it be?

"Captain Cheng, there is a suicide note here." A policeman shouted.

Ye Lin took a look and saw a thin piece of paper on the bedside table with a few lines of words written on it, not much.

"I'm sorry, everyone. I was the one who killed Chunhua and Lao San. I am guilty. I have failed to live up to your trust in me and my position as village chief. I have brought shame to our ancestors." This paragraph should have been written to the villagers.

"Comrade police officer, after I die, I hope you can let the others go. They are all innocent and were implicated because of me. Our village is far from the city. If possible, I hope you can help relocate our village to the city so that everyone can have a better life."

This paragraph should be written to Ye Lin, Cheng Feng and others.

Ye Lin and the other person looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Village Chief Jin walked into the house right in front of them, and there was no sound of fighting. He was holding a knife in his right hand, and there was a suicide note. Everything indicated that he committed suicide.

Ye Lin was completely shocked. He guessed many people, but never thought it would be Village Chief Jin.

Thinking back to when he first arrived, Village Chief Jin was still deliberately making things difficult for him, but later when he stayed to investigate the case, Village Chief Jin was very cooperative.

Who would have thought that he was the one who killed Jin Chunhua and Jin Laosan.

Ye Lin gently pulled open Village Chief Jin's clothes, revealing his arm with three scratches on it.

Compared with the scars on Jin Dashan's hands, Ye Lin could tell at a glance that these were caused by human hands.

There is also DNA comparison, which is irrefutable evidence.

Several villagers also squeezed in. Jin Dashan saw this scene and was a little bit unbelievable. "Did the village chief kill my wife?"

Cheng Feng nodded, "He admitted that he killed your wife and Jin Lao San."

This news exploded among the villagers like a bomb. No one would have thought that the usually upright and dignified village chief was actually a murderer, and he had killed two people.

"Why? Why did he kill Chunhua? Chunhua didn't provoke him." Jin Dashan was a little out of control. He squatted on the ground, grabbing his hair, and wailing in confusion.

His daughter was killed by a madman from the same village, and his wife was killed by the village chief. It was hard for him to accept this. What was wrong with this world?

Is it my own problem?

Is it because I am not popular in the village?

He couldn't understand why all the people who died were his own family members since he never quarreled with anyone.

The news quickly spread throughout the village. Everyone knew that the village chief had committed suicide. They also knew that the village chief was the murderer and had killed two people.

Several old ladies who were eating melon seeds couldn't eat any more. The news was so shocking that they dared not eat melon anymore.