Liu Xiaoli guessed that this should be another servant of Grandpa, the tall young man.

Liu Xiaoli felt that his face was scratched. He touched the back of the warm hand and mumbled, "uncle, Xiaoli is going to help dad. He must go."

As soon as he spoke, Liu Wei over there had already called out, "Xiaoli, gauze."

"Here we are." Liu Xiaoli opened the man's hand and smiled at him. He slipped the small pill into the young man's palm with his father on his back. Then he ran over with a short leg.

The young man looked at the pill in his hand, kept silent for a while, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

The old man next to saw it and showed his hand to him.

The young man frowned thoughtfully and handed it up.

Over there, Liu Xiaoli has rushed to her mother's side. Looking at the ugly corpse, she looks disgusted on her face, but she squats beside her, takes out her gauze and spreads it on her palm.

Liu Wei catches a corpse and puts it on the gauze.

Liu Xiaoli looked at the fat insect crawling around in the palm, reached to the tip of his nose and sniffed. He judged and said, "more than three days."

Liu Wei's face was relieved: "well, it's almost the same. More accurate."

Liu Xiaoli's face was bitter, and his face was ugly.

He can only see that the corpse has grown for at least three days, that is to say, the corpse has been dead for at least five or six days. No matter how accurate, he can't see it.

"Didn't you just smell it? Nothing else? "

Liu Xiaoli's face is wrinkled into a bun: "I I'll smell the day. "

"And what else?"

"And..." Liu Xiaoli can't answer. His mouth is choked to death.

Liu Wei sighed and led in a different way: "the size of the corpse is about three days, but the range is too large to accurately determine the time of death, so what should we do?"

This mother taught Liu Xiaoli to answer: "we should smell the smell of the corpse, determine what kind of climate it was generated in, and whether it is consistent with the normal weather today, that is to say, is it possible that the corpse is deliberately placed in a colder or hotter place to delay or accelerate the generation of the corpse, which can also exclude the intentional murder of the corpse, Or accidental murder. "

"Are you sure?"

Liu Xiaoli sniffed hard again, and was embarrassed: "I can smell that there is no smell of water in the corpse, but the master and uncle said that the corpse was found by the lake, so if the corpse has been by the lake, it can't be without smell of water, so it's not the place where the corpse was killed."

"Continue."

"If the lakeside was not the first place to be killed, the body would have been killed elsewhere and left for at least five to six days before being thrown to the lakeside." Liu Xiaoli said, secretly looked at her mother's expression.

Seeing the smile in his mother's eyes, he knew that he was right and had more confidence.

"So, I determined that the body was deliberately murdered, deliberately hidden, and then placed by the lake today or last night."

"Where was the murder?" Liu Wei asked.

Liu Xiaoli froze for a moment, his face wrinkled again, and he cried: "Dad, I don't know. I can only smell the climate of the growth of corpses. It should be in a relatively suffocating soil environment, that is to say, the place where corpses are stored after being killed should be in a place similar to a cellar, but I can't smell the murder place."

"Can't smell, can't judge?" Liu Wei narrowed her eyes. She was not satisfied with her son's prodding. She would not draw inferences.

Liu Xiaoli purses her lips and buries her head stiffly. She is very ashamed.