"Well, almost!" Wang Luo suddenly hugged Lin Weiwei.
Lin Weiwei's face turned red with a swipe, and Xiao Wang on the side was taken aback by the scene in front of her, and she was a little embarrassed: "Look... Do I want to go out and leave some time and space for the two of you?"
"Your height and weight are about the same as Sun Qian, so go in and try." Wang Luo put Lin Weiwei down, opened the refrigerator door, and motioned her to enter. If you want to know my weight, just ask me directly, why are you holding someone?"
How did she know that Wang Luo's stuffy gourd, asking him to talk and ask people, it was more difficult than going to the sky. After the next four weeks, there is a color all around, and I don't feel very comfortable.
Wang Luo outside shouted, "Imagine the feeling and state of mind when you were just knocked out by your husband and put into the refrigerator by a satyr."
Lin Weiwei inside said, "What do you want me to think? I haven't even pulled a man's hand." Lin Weiwei just finished speaking, she looked down and found a gap in the refrigerator, why is there some reflection?
It feels silvery white, and it's really hard to notice if you don't pay attention.
Lin Weiwei touched it with her finger and found that it was actually a thin line, a bit like iron wire, it was indeed much thinner than iron wire, and even a little sharp, isn't this a fishing line?
"I found it"
Lin Weiwei climbed out of the refrigerator and gave Wang Luo the fishing line. The fishing line was about one meter long. Wang Luo looked at it with the portable microscope she carried with her. , this is the weapon Zhang Kang used to strangle Sun Qian: "
Finally found the murder weapon, we can close the case, all right, let's go. "
When Xiao Wang saw that the murder weapon had been found, he breathed a sigh of relief. Now that Zhang Kang has confessed and the murder weapon has been found, as long as he goes back and compares the evidence, the case will be submitted to the procuratorate for you.
"No, first, Zhang Kang confessed that he did not take the fishing line, nor did he say that the fishing line was in the refrigerator. The first time we checked, there was frost in the refrigerator, so we couldn't see clearly. You can only see it after unplugging it, and Sun Qian's father said that he never gave Sun Qian money, so what did she use to buy so many things under her bed?
This is a major doubt, and the case cannot be closed! "Wang Luo said decisively.
Xiao Wang is a little disapproving. These are all minor issues. Zhang Kang may lie, or he may be nervous and afraid, so he forgot where he put his things. As for Lin Weiwei's father, it has nothing to do with the case. It has nothing to do with the development of the case. significance.
Wang Luo didn't argue, but felt that there were doubts in it. For him, as long as there was a slight problem, he said that the case was not over. The fishy smell, Xiao Wang yawned and said, "Anyway, there are gains, let's go have breakfast, I invite, go."
In the breakfast shop, Xiao Wang was arguing with Lin Weiwei about the sweetness and saltiness of tofu brain. Wang Luo was sitting on the side, drinking soy milk, mulling over the details of the case that he ignored in the case. Is there any detail he did not notice?
He tumbled in the soy milk with a spoon, taking a sip from time to time. Lin Weiwei, who was on the side, thought how could this person stay, not paying attention when eating, and the traces of soy milk even spilled on her clothes, reminding her to concentrate and eat well .
"Senior, what are you thinking about, how can you be like a child when you eat well?"
"Do you think this soymilk is just like Sun Qian's brain. After her forehead was beaten, we haven't cut open her brain, at least to see if there is any damage inside?" Wang Luo said. When he came out, Xiao Wang almost spit out the tofu brain in his mouth.
The people around the dinner looked back at Wang Luo, and they were disgusted and couldn't eat. The boss came out and said, "Don't talk about this guy, I'll treat you to this meal. You guys have a good meal, okay?"
When Wang Luo heard this, he was speechless. In fact, he just wanted to make a joke. It seems that he is not a humorous person. Hearing the boss say this, he packed a few steamed buns and fried dough sticks, and asked Xiao Wang and Lin Weiwei to go to the morgue together. , while looking at the corpse while eating.
"No way, pervert, how can this be eaten, how dirty?" Xiao Wang was the first to object, and Lin Weiwei interrupted: "No, the corpses in the morgue are all soaked in formalin, and they are very clean. , I don't know how many times cleaner than you, a living person who jumps around every day, but, isn't it too much to go there to eat..."
Wang Luo didn't care what they said, took a taxi and headed towards the mortuary. Lin Weiwei and Xiao Wang looked at each other, there was no way, who would let such a forensic doctor get involved.
The three of them arrived at the mortuary. Early in the morning, the uncle who was vigilant in the mortuary hadn't woken up yet. When he opened the freezer, Sun Qian looked a little weird. The long-term low temperature refrigeration made her skin loose, and the skin on her face was like sand. Like the skin, it fell down and was shaky. Even an experienced forensic doctor like Wang Luo felt a little disgusted. Xiao Wang hated the smell of formalin.
Wang Luo put on the white gloves tightly, fiddled with Sun Qian's eyelids, behind her ears, and neck, and gently brushed the frost on Sun Qian's neck with a small brush. She wanted to see clearly the marks made by the fishing line. It was red, and the skin on the neck was also torn. The streak was extremely fine. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it at all.
This trace can't strangle a person at all. This question came to Wang Luo's mind. It stands to reason that if you want to strangle a person who weighs more than 100 pounds, the pressure of this fishing line must be at least 200 pounds. Will it be fundamental? Not strangled?
This time, Wang Luo found a very thin, almost fibrous piece of cloth in Sun Qian's hair.
Wang Luo used small tweezers to observe the threads of the fabric under a microscope. Generally speaking, shirt fabrics are divided into three types: pure cotton, blended fabrics, and linen. Should be pure cotton.
"How do you know this is pure cotton?" Xiao Wang interjected at the door.
"Different fabrics have different thicknesses. Generally speaking, the lines of pure cotton are tight and can be divided into a dozen strips with tweezers, sprinkled with water droplets, and can penetrate. You can check my Weibo for details. The difference between various fabrics was introduced." Wang Luo said casually.
Xiao Wang searched with his mobile phone and found Wang Luo's Weibo, which has the introduction of fabrics, the composition of soot, the classification of paper, the selection of fishing line, the difference between saliva, I will go, who else will look at this kind of thing Ah, not a single fan...
Wang Luo began to simulate the scene again in his heart. This time he wanted to be more serious, bent down, untied his shoelaces, and asked Xiao Wang to imitate Zhang Kang and go to Lelin Weiwei: "No, why me?"
Lin Weiwei was the first to object.
Wang Luo ignored her and brought the shoes to Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang glanced at Sun Qian's body, took a deep breath, and strengthened himself. Lin Weiwei stood there, just as Xiao Wang was about to go over, she was caught by Wang Luo. Interrupted: "When Sun Qian was lying down, she was restrained. Lin Weiwei, you are also lying down."
"No, do you want to be so serious, where am I lying?" Before Lin Weiwei finished speaking, Wang Luo pointed to the floor. The floor of the morgue was wiped with 84 disinfectant every day, and it smelled of disinfectant. , very pungent.
Lin Weiwei had no choice but to spread a plastic sheet covering the corpse on the ground, lying flat on the ground, Xiao Wang wrapped the shoelace around his hand, made a circle, and put it around Lin Weiwei's neck, pretending to be dead. Reining in Lin Weiwei's neck, she also pretended to be hard on her face, grinning, Lin Weiwei found it funny, and couldn't help giggling.
"Be serious, Xiao Wang, tie your shoelaces to a dead end, use a dead buckle to strangle you, and you won't die. Also, Lin Weiwei, you must fight hard and think of yourself as Sun Qian, otherwise this case will not be solved."
Xiao Wang turned the shoelace into a butterfly buckle, exerted a little strength, and restrained Lin Weiwei. Lin Weiwei also turned over and turned her back to Xiao Wang. At that time, Sun Qian had her back to Zhang Kang and was strangled. It was Xiao Wang who was too serious, and Lin Weiwei grabbed Xiao Wang's clothes with her hands in a panic.
In order to be realistic, Xiao Wang exerted all his strength, his temples were tense, and the muscles in his hands bulged. With a bang, the shoelaces were snapped. Lin Weiwei turned over and sat up, gasping for breath. Angrily: "You're trying to strangle me! You almost made me see God..."
Xiao Wang also felt embarrassed. He lowered his head and apologized to Lin Weiwei. Wang Luo, who was on the side, crouched on the ground, thinking about it. He got up and said, "Let's go, let's see Zhang Kang and Shao Kuan."
Zhang Kang is lying again!
Xiao Wang said that he couldn't do it anymore, he had to sleep, and his eyelids could not open for a long time. Wang Luo and Lin Weiwei went directly to the detention center. Sun Qian's case has not been closed yet. Shao Kuan and Zhang Kang are still suspects, and they have been in the The jail is still there.
The seer Zhang Kang, across the railing, Zhang Kang's face was blue and purple. It turned out that Zhang Kang and Shao Kuan met in a detention center, and they fought each other as soon as they met. Shao Kuan was like crazy, and stopped him. He couldn't stop, saying that he wanted to avenge his wife, and he had several stitches on his head.
"You give me a good time," Zhang Kang said.
Wang Luo narrowed his eyes, this Zhang Kang said that he was not a murderer at one time, and then said that he was a murderer at another time.
I don't understand what he was thinking.