Rebirth of the open female forensic doctor

Chapter 897 The Real Murderer
Xie Qi's home has long been sealed off, and a seal is pasted outside the gate.

The neighbor across the door also saw the police report, the discussion with netizens on the Internet, and the petition. He also signed the petition under his real name. He has known him for many years. He knows what kind of person Xie Qi is. in hatred.

He should have a bright future, a bright future.

It was lust, selfishness, and jealousy that ruined two great talents, two young lives, no, more than two, and their own, as well as those who were forced or voluntarily implicated.

Walking past the door, he sighed. Suddenly, he seemed to hear a sound from behind the sealed door. He walked in and stuck to the door, listening carefully. It was quiet inside, and there was no sound. Misheard.

Across the door, in the room full of photos of Bai Xingyue, most of the photos were taken away by the police, but the large photo was still hanging there and was not taken away, including the one in front of the photo. table case.

A pair of skinny hands flicked a match, threw it into the brazier in front of the table, and then tremblingly held a large stack of printed paper, and threw it into the brazier one by one, the movements were very fast. Slowly, accompanied by the sound of crying and laughing.

In front of the brazier, there was a figure kneeling, dressed in black, the hood of the windbreaker covered his head, his head was hanging down, and he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only hear the low, hoarse voice like a ghost: " Yue'er, you can rest in peace, Yue'er, Yue'er, your revenge has been avenged..."

Behind the kneeling figure, Ye Fan stood there at some point. Looking at Bai Xingyue's photo, she stepped forward and made a slight sound of footsteps.

The kneeling figure stopped throwing paper into the brazier, and his body trembled violently.

Ye Fan didn't look at the figure, stepped over, stood in front of the table, took out three sticks from a new pack of incense sticks on the desk, brushed her palm lightly, and the three sticks of incense were lit, she folded her palms together, and made a standard The gesture of offering incense, then insert the incense into the incense burner.

Then she withdrew her hand and pointed her fingers on the table, making a thud. Behind her, the kneeling figure trembled uncontrollably again. When her fingers were loosened, the paper she had been holding fell into the brazier. It is faintly visible that the above are the remarks of authoritative experts.

"Lu, Jing, Lan."

Ye Fan's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was calm and indifferent, but when it fell into the ears of the figure kneeling behind him, it was like thunder on the ground. His face, which had been drooping all the time, suddenly lifted up, revealing an old, wrinkled old man's face , gray hair faintly exposed under the hood.

Although this face is pale, the elegance and beauty of youth can be seen in the brows and eyes, and the eyes that were constricted by extreme shock are somewhat familiar.

"You, what do you...?" Lu Jinglan's cracked mouth opened, her voice was hoarse like a ghost's voice, male and not male, female and not female, as if her throat had been burned.

Ye Fan turned around, looked at these familiar eyes, and sighed faintly: "It really is you." She had seen these eyes more than twice, but she never cared about them, but she didn't want to. She was the one she had been chasing. The real murderer.

The expression on Lu Jinglan's face changed rapidly, and then gradually returned to calm. In all these years, she has rarely had such big emotional fluctuations.

"I think my disguise is perfect, how did you find me?"

"There is no perfect camouflage in this world. However, you are indeed very powerful. In front of me, you did not show any flaws. At first, I really thought that Xie Qi killed people."

Ye Fan squatted down on half his knees, picked up the printed paper beside her, and threw them into the brazier one by one as she did before. The firelight reflected her fair and indifferent eyebrows, and the drooping eyelids concealed the wisdom in her eyes. He said gently and calmly: "Xie Qi had a motive for the murder. There was a murder weapon at home, and there were traces left by the deceased on his body. He even committed suicide in fear of crime. Before he died, he confessed the fact of the murder. No matter how you look at it, he is the real murderer."

"However, in his home, the rock-climbing equipment used by the murderer was not found. He prepared all the evidence for the police. Why did he leave out such an important thing?"

"I'm a person who has doubts. If I don't want to understand clearly, I just scratch my heart and lungs. This thought really made me think of a possibility."

Ye Fan threw another piece of paper into the brazier, and with a bang, the flames rose, her fair and slender fingers retracted slightly, and the corners of her mouth moved: "Could it be because this rock climbing equipment can't let the police See?"

"Why can't the police see it?"

"Because it bears the marks of the real murderer."

"The classic 'Plum Blossom Model' of the Y family was produced ten years ago. The murderer could not have used it only when killing people. Those climbing shoes and that climbing rope cannot directly erase the original fingerprints like a life-saving knife. Add new fingerprints and it will be perfect, with today's technology, it is too easy to detect the traces of the user, especially the pair of rock climbing shoes."

Ye Fan's eyes fell on her kneeling feet, his eyelids moved slightly, and he continued: "Xie Qi's feet are small, but there are differences between men and women. Most people wear rock climbing shoes one or two sizes smaller, but If Xie Qi still wears it too reluctantly, and different people wear it, the degree of wear on the soles of the feet will also vary greatly."

Thinking of something, she paused for a moment, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth: "Aunt Sheng Hao, the cleaning lady, when I went to the hospital to record a statement for her, I saw the shoes next to her hospital bed, and I noticed it at that time. I felt something strange, but I didn’t know what was wrong for a while, until I watched the surveillance video of the back door repeatedly.”

"The murderer pretended to be Aunt Wang and wore her clothes and shoes. With her shoe size, Xie Qi couldn't fit in at all, but in the surveillance video, the murderer not only wore them, but also walked very steadily."

"So, I suspected that the murderer was someone else, and Xie Qi was taking the blame for the real murderer."

Lu Jinglan's complexion changed again, the turbidity in her eyes that only belonged to middle-aged women dissipated, and a different kind of look floated in her eyes, making her old face instantly brighter.

"What else?" The hoarse voice revealed a small smile.

"Although Xie Qi's hobby is rock climbing, he is not good at it, and he has never participated in any major competitions. No one in his social circle owns such a set of equipment, so I found someone and checked the list. Asians other than Hong Yi."

"Coincidentally, one of the women, named Lu Jinglan, has her household registration in the same city as Xie Qi's grandmother's family."

"Bai Xingyue's college roommate said that Bai Xingyue and Xie Qi were childhood sweethearts and were neighbors when they were young, and Xie Qi lived in his grandmother's house since childhood. This made me wonder whether Lu Jinglan and Bai Xingyue have any relationship Woolen cloth?"

　Lu Jinglan appeared before, did anyone guess it?hey~~~
　　Jiujiu has to get up early and go out tomorrow, go to bed first, good night dears!
　　
　
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