Chapter 824

Xia Dong and Hua Ming narrowed their eyes and leaned closer to see what it was.

A thin thread fiber looms under the white light, so tiny that Xia Dong and Hua Ming have to squint their eyes to get closer to see it.

Ye Fan didn't use a flashlight or a microscope. How did she find this thing in the deceased's mouth just now?

The two stared at the thin thread, but they were not surprised to find anything, but looked at Ye Fan in surprise.

And Ye Fan turned his wrist slightly, and said: "There is blood on the thin line. If this thin line is not from the clothes of the deceased, it may be left by the murderer."

After a pause, he looked up at Xia Dong, his dark eyes shone like two black gemstones, and the voice behind the mask raised slightly: "Hong Yi may have hurt the murderer."

As a result, after listening to her words, Xia Dong paused for a while and said: "How can you see such subtle things so clearly?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and picked up the microscope, and leaned over it. Sure enough, under the microscope, there were traces of blood red on the thin line.

Looking at Xia Dong's expression, Hua Ming knew that what Ye Fan said was true. He turned his head and stared at her clear eyebrows, and suddenly didn't know what expression he should make and what kind of mood he should have.

Put the thin thread away, and wait for it to be taken to the technical inspection department for inspection, and then compare it with the clothes worn by the deceased Hong Yi that night, and the clothes of the two women who had close contact with him. Yes, it is very likely that the murderer left behind.

This thin line was found in the gap between the teeth of the deceased. Ye Fan carefully inspected the inside of the mouth, especially the gap between the teeth. Unfortunately, except for the thin line, there was no other discovery, and there was no blood.

"There was no trace of wound bleeding in the mouth of the deceased. If the thin thread was dropped by the murderer, the blood on it is very likely to belong to the murderer. Unfortunately, there is only a trace, and DNA cannot be extracted." Ye Fan clamped the jaw of the deceased, his eyes Sweeping it inch by inch in his mouth, he said wanly.

"Yeah." Xia Dong couldn't say anything other than nodding.

Ye Fan's hand clamping the deceased's chin went down, and suddenly stopped on the deceased's throat, pressed it lightly, and said in a slightly raised tone: "There seems to be something in the throat?"

As she spoke, she opened the dead man's mouth again, and looked deep into the throat.

"How? What did you see?" Xia Dong couldn't help leaning over and asked, in order not to irritate himself too much, he very cooperatively shone the small flashlight on the past, um, in this way, he could tell himself, Young Ye Fan has good eyesight, not a pervert.

"It's too deep, I can't see clearly, I have to cut my throat to confirm." Ye Fan stood up straight and shook her head. Although her six senses are beyond ordinary people, they are not yet able to see through, but she believes in her own pointing. According to the sharp touch, there must be a foreign body in the dead man's throat.

Xia Dong reached out and touched the dead man's throat, but found nothing, but he believed that since Ye Fan said so, he would never be aimless.

"The autopsy has to wait until the family members come to identify the corpse tomorrow and ask for their consent. Only after completing the formalities can we move." Xia Dong withdrew his hand, frowning on the outside of the mask and said: "Hong Yi is the Hong family in Lucheng. If his The family members do not agree with the autopsy, and I am afraid that they will not be able to move."

"I will agree." Ye Fan said lightly, not to say that Hong Wuxing trusted her, but Hong Wukun. Now, the only thing he wants to do is to find the murderer who killed Hong Yi.

Half an hour later, Ye Fan finished the detailed autopsy.

Xia Dong and Hua Ming left the dissecting room first, and went to help do live evidence collection for those who had contact with Hong Yi in Shenghao tonight, or those who were in suspicious places.

Ye Fan was doing finishing work alone in the dissection room. She stood up straight and was packing up tools. A scalpel in her hand reflected a sharp cold light under the incandescent light.

The temperature in the dissection room has always been very low, coupled with the corpses, there is always a creepy feeling of gloom.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew up from the closed dissecting room, lifted the white coat on Ye Fan's body, and blew the bangs above her eyebrows, and the already low temperature suddenly dropped a few points.

If Xia Dong and Hua Ming were here, they would definitely be frightened by this weird situation.

Those who dare to do forensics, except for Ye Fan, are generally atheists. If a terrorist incident occurs in the dissection room, it will definitely leave a shadow in the future.

Just like Chu Yichen, what a young and promising doctor of forensic medicine, he was reshaped by Ye Fan during the autopsy of Zhao Rui, and it took two months before he dared to do dissection work alone in the dissection room again.

Because of this, he often found Ye Fanqiu on WeChat to settle accounts. For a while, Ye Fan pretended not to be there as soon as he saw his message, and blocked all three-person groups, even in video chats. At that time, the card network was installed, and he almost blocked him.

There was something strange in the dissection room, Ye Fan didn't even move his brows, and he was still doing the aftermath work slowly.

After tidying up all the tools, she took off her gloves, changed the fingers of her hands, formed a mysterious and complicated seal, and said silently: "...God has a decree, let me psychic, open the gate of heaven, nine orifices are bright, heaven and earth The sun and the moon, illuminate my body, quickly open the door, change my soul into a god, and hurry like a law."

The sound fell, and the index finger and middle finger moved across the eyes, and a bright golden light flashed across the dark eyes. As far as the eye could see, in front of the dissecting table, a tall and strong man covered in fruit left the ground, floating like rootless duckweed .

After receiving the memory fragments of Ye Zu in the previous life, Ye Fan not only had more details about getting along with the little black cat Ming Jiu in the previous life, but also many powerful advanced spells in Ye Fan's mind. According to her estimation, if there is no These memory fragments are used to unlock the memory of the bloodline according to the progress of her cultivation. If she wants to learn these spells, she must at least practice the "Dao Yuan Jue" to the fifth level or above.

And these advanced spells are just the basics of Ye Zu's cultivation in his previous life when he was a child. It is conceivable how glorious and terrifying the cultivation world in the Fa-rectification era is.

What Ye Fan is performing at this moment is the Daoyuan eye-opening technique, and he can see all evil and foreign objects without using a false spirit body.

The Taoist eye-opening technique needs to be very advanced, and it can only be opened artificially when it has been transformed into a realm. However, Ye Zu in the previous life was able to perform the eye-opening technique when her cultivation base was able to start practicing spells. At that time, she was too young and her mind was not yet Well, almost didn't make a big mess.

Ye Fan is already at the third level of middle-level cultivation, and performing the eye-opening technique is trivial to her. When she was in Shenghao, she had already performed it once when no one was paying attention, but it was the first time she performed it. But I am still not familiar with the practice, and the holding time is not very long, only 10 minutes.

"Hong Yi." Ye Fan called out lightly, and at the same time pointed a little at him.

 One more~~~

  

 

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