Chapter 182

The next morning, as soon as I opened my eyes, I heard the mobile phone on the bedside table ring.

See Zheng Nan's phone, quickly picked up.

Listening to Zheng Nan's voice on the phone, I suddenly changed my face.

You're dead!

After I hung up the phone, it took me a long time to respond. Now I recall all kinds of things recently, and suddenly find out if I have found out the wrong direction, which leads to my death?

When I arrived at the scene of the crime in a trance, the corpse had been taken away by the autopsy department, leaving only a pool of blood and a figure on the ground, because I finally arrived at the scene and could only investigate the environment of the crime scene.

The amount of bleeding is large, and it's completely covered in a human shape. It can't be that the whole body has been scratched. Let's bleed.

It's clean around, and there's no bloodstain on anything, or any sign of being out of order.

I carefully arranged the whole scene. There were no footprints, no fingerprints, no bloodstains except where they were circled, and there were no signs of fighting at the scene. Therefore, I suspect that this is a corpse throwing scene, but how was Zhou Xuan brought here?

There was nothing new to observe at the scene. I drove back to the Bureau and rushed into the autopsy department. Mr. Gu was alone.

It's not long since I came back. I haven't started the dissection yet. I'm just observing the surface of the body.

"Mr. Gu." As I said this, I was close to the operating table. Mr. Gu probably glanced at my approach. He was not surprised. He just stopped his action and looked at me.

I looked around the body, the heart can not stop suffering: "have you observed anything?"

Mr. Gu stared at my mouth. After reading the meaning, he slowly shook his head, raised his hand to help his glasses, and then said stiffly, "at present, I haven't found any trace on the body. The body is very clean, and all the blood stains are on the clothes."

"On the clothes? How did Zhou Xuan die? " I was surprised at the answer Mr. Gu gave me.

Mr. Gu looks very calm, looks like a fake doll, and has no popularity: "I have no specific anatomy, but it's strange that there are no injection marks on the body surface, no obvious damage to the mouth and nose, no gray black nails, and no gray skin, indicating that it's not poison. I suspect it's visceral organic disease."

"OK, you go on. I'll go first and come back later." Having said that, I left the autopsy department. I really can't bear to see the appearance of the corpse being dissected.

As soon as I came out of the autopsy department, I met Zheng Nan. At first, I didn't see him. I just buried myself in the memory of the crime scene.

Zheng Nan called me: "boss, the criminal evidence Department has just come back. Do you want to have a look?"

I thought about it, nodded and agreed. I followed Zheng nan to the crime evidence department. Coincidentally, Long Hui was also there. I just wanted to find Long Hui to help me. I pulled Long Hui and whispered to him: "Long Hui, go ask Mr. Gu about the time of her death, and then help me guess her whereabouts. Tell me after checking."

"No problem." Long Hui, who took the task, left the crime evidence department immediately.

Just when I explained things to Long Hui, Zheng Nan just went to inquire about the results of the exploration of the crime evidence department.

What's unsatisfactory is that several people in the crime evidence Department repeatedly searched the scene for two or three times, but they still got nothing. There was no mark on the scene, and the corpse appeared on the scene out of thin air.

I'm very sad. I'm sad about the death of Zhou Xuan and the teacher. I also hate my incompetence. If only I could find something wrong earlier.

I'm going to wash my face. Just as I entered the toilet, a nameless wind blew up in the narrow space and slammed the door.

Qin Li's figure slowly appeared in my side, can't see the expression, the figure is very light, as if the next second will be scattered, see him appear, give me a fright: "you are not afraid to be seen, quickly accept your divine power."

I couldn't see Qin Li's face clearly, which affected my judgment of his mood. I saw his mouth move a few times, and his voice spread directly to my mind: "there's something strange about his death. Go and check it."

After that, Qin Li disappeared. I took the tap, washed my face, woke up and went back to the crime evidence department.

Finally, I went to the autopsy department to have a look. I didn't dare to go in. I asked Zheng nan to have a look for me. When I learned that it was still under dissection, I left with Zheng Nan.

In a hurry, after scribbling about the business, I was breathless by their death pressure and took Zheng nan to the school again. I took the lead to rush into the principal's office, and Zheng Nan stayed outside.

The headmaster, who was sipping tea and reading newspaper, was startled when he rushed into the office. He looked at me in surprise: "you, why are you here again?"

I pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down. Without any apology on my face, I said, "headmaster, please forgive me for interrupting you so much."

The headmaster also understood my temperament. He didn't say anything more. He just asked, "if you have any questions, please tell me."

I took out my little notebook from my pocket, turned to one of the pages, and began to ask the headmaster, "headmaster, how did the teacher die?"

The headmaster's face was full of apology, and his voice involuntarily stained with a trace of sadness: "I don't know much about the teacher's death.""Did she have any abnormal situation or behavior before she died?" I still do not give up to continue to ask.

"I'm really sorry, I really don't know. I'm still far away from her office, and generally teachers don't come to me often." The headmaster's words made me unable to ask any more, so I had to put away my notepad and prepare to leave.

"Wait a minute, I think teachers in the same office should know more than I do." The headmaster burst out and called to me.

I turned to look at the headmaster and went back to the seat I had just sat in: "please call people over."

"No problem." The headmaster made a phone call to go out. It sounds like the other party is the director or something.

I sat on the chair and recalled my question with the headmaster. The headmaster's unwitting attitude made it difficult for me to do anything. I didn't ask anything, but it wasn't a trip in vain.

It's not the same time that the teacher came to the office.

The headmaster got up to introduce me: "officer, this is Mr. Li. She shares the same office with the teacher and has a table next to her."

"Hello, Miss Li! I have some questions to ask you. Please cooperate. " Out of politeness, I shook hands with Mr. Li and guided Mr. Li to sit on the sofa in the principal's office.

I took out the notepad and asked Mr. Li, "Mr. Li, do you know how the teacher died?"

Li teacher face show difficult color, some hesitant mouth: "I'm sorry, I don't know."

I'm a little disappointed. It seems that I won't get much from this question. However, for my next question, Miss Li's answer cheered me up.