The next morning, he Yanzhi bought three breakfasts, took his wife and went straight to the forensic laboratory of Jianchuan branch.

The police of the branch, who also knew the new big man, came to the forensic laboratory with the money of Sheng's family.

I don't know what the forensics Murdoch thought, so he pushed his daughter into the fire pit?

However, it's Sheng's family business. It seems that others can't control it.

Just look at Yan value alone. He Yanzhi is really a handsome man rarely seen. Some people believe that he is a star.

After arriving at the forensic laboratory, Muqi just went to work. Xiaoqi was very pleased with his mother. He Yanzhi bought a good breakfast and handed it to his mother: "although you may have eaten it at home, he Yanzhi still bought it."

"Let it go. I'll kill it when I'm hungry." Mu Qiqi put on his white coat and gloves and looked at he Yanzhi. "What's your idea?"

"I found some suspicious traces in 210's room, especially on the windowsill, so I wonder if it is possible that the deceased was killed in 210 and thrown into 310 by the murderer through the windowsill."

After hearing he Yanzhi's conjecture, Mu Qiqi handed him the autopsy report to see: "there are indeed two kinds of marks on the neck of the deceased, one is the pinch mark on the right hand of the adult man. In addition, we have detected the fiber in his neck, which should be a kind of rope. So, what you conjecture is not unreasonable."

"All of us focused on 310, but we relaxed the inspection of 210, which also gave the killer time to destroy the evidence."

"I secretly left the 210 surveillance that night, and Traces left on the windowsill. " He Yanzhi answers to Mu Qiqi.

Looking at he Yanzhi with approval, Mu Qiqi nodded: "then this case will be solved."

He Yanzhi also thinks so, and has handed over all the evidence to the police.

However, just as he Yanzhi was leaving the branch with Xiaoqi, the police in the team kept him: "your people in the imperial court have sent a document. I need your cooperation to do an investigation."

"Sure enough." He Yanzhi sneered.

"He Yanzhi..." Little seven is a little nervous. Isn't the matter of the dead related to he Yanzhi?

"It's OK. Wait ten minutes. I promise." He Yanzhi patted Xiaoqi on the back of his hand.

Although Xiaoqi is worried, she still chooses to believe him.

Later, he Yanzhi followed the criminal police into the interrogation room, and Xiaoqi went to the forensic laboratory.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Ma, this matter has nothing to do with he Yanzhi, right?"

Mu Qihuan, with his arms in his arms, hissed softly: "it's good that he doesn't calculate others. That brain is not comparable to a handful of people. Don't worry."

"So, are you praising him?" Little seven suddenly got excited.

"I don't know who it was. Last night, I called to let the boy go." Mu Qiqi reached out to wring his daughter's face. "You, really follow me, knowing that he doesn't need your protection, he just holds his heart."

Little seven leaned on her mother's shoulder and tried to rub: "that's what you taught me. It hurts."

Mu Qiqi looks down at his daughter, a little disgusted, but there is no way, with her genes, she can't be reserved.

……

In the interrogation room, the police opened the information and asked he Yanzhi, "this is a report material, do you know?"

"Probably It's clear. " He Yanzhi's calm answer.