Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 329

One can imagine how wonderful Zhao Zimo's face was when she said bad things about people behind her back, but since Zhao Hongxiang was still here, she was indeed at fault, so she could only give Meng Yao a vicious look and sat down. down.

Just at this time, Zhao Hongxiang found some information and handed it to Meng Yao, "These are some recent cases, take a look when you are free."

Meng Yao said, "Okay."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as Meng Yao walked out of the office, she saw a tall, tall and familiar figure standing beside her car. She frowned and showed displeasure.

She herself didn't know how this displeasure came about. If she really wanted to trace the source, it should have started when Mr. Lu came to the door when he had nothing to do, and it felt very weird.

Especially after knowing that he had that kind of thoughts about her, Meng Yao consciously kept a distance from him. Even if he was Aunt Yao's nephew, she didn't like Lu Zhixing any more, so she didn't want to get close to him for no reason.

Seeing her appear, Lu Zhixing stepped forward with a smile, "Today is your first day back to work. I know there is a very delicious hot pot restaurant nearby. I invite you!"

"no need."

Meng Yao refused without even thinking about it, and then unlocked the car and opened the door to get in the car. When she started the car and was about to leave, she might feel that it was impolite to go like this, so she lowered the window reluctantly.

"Mr. Lu, I've made it clear to you before that I have no plans to fall in love now, let alone someone as good as you can't find Bai Fumei, so don't waste time on me. We are not suitable."

Before she finished speaking, she stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the parking space before Lu Zhixing could speak, leaving only Lu Zhixing with the car's buttocks.

Seeing the taillights of the car disappear at the corner not far away, Lu Zhixing stood there in a daze, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

Is it really over?
At this time, he regretted a little, why didn't he force her to think of him at that time, even if he couldn't remember the past of the two of them, it wouldn't be like now that she didn't even give him a chance to speak!

"President Lu, do you want to talk to me?" Zhao Hongxiang's voice sounded behind him, as if he had been standing here for a long time.

Lu Zhixing glanced at the empty front, then turned his head and nodded towards Zhao Hongxiang.

"Come with me!" Zhao Hongxiang turned and walked towards the office, with Lu Zhixing following behind.

It was already off work at this point, and there was no one else in the office except the two of them.

He poured a glass of water for him from a disposable paper cup and put it on the table. Zhao Hongxiang sat back on the chair, and the two of them didn't speak for a while.

After a long time, Lu Zhixing said, "Uncle Zhao, will she suddenly think of me in this situation?"

"Or can it~"

Although he didn't finish his sentence, Zhao Hongxiang knew what he wanted to say, and said two words in a firm voice without any hesitation, "No."

"Although her operation was successful at the time, the structure of the human brain is very complicated. You can't just say that it's okay. If you force her to think of something now, it may be counterproductive."

The two looked at each other, and there was a new round of silence in the office. In the end, they didn't know who opened the topic first, and the two chatted for a long time.

Lu Zhixing did not appear in front of Meng Yao for the next few days, at least she did not see him again.

That night Meng Yao had just taken a shower and was about to go to bed when her phone rang, and it was Zhao Hongxiang calling.

"Just now the bureau received a report that someone fell from a building in Liuhe community. The address has been sent to your mobile phone. You should rush there immediately. I'm already in the car."

"Yes, I'll go right away."

After hanging up the phone and getting dressed, Meng Yao went downstairs. Originally, she thought it was so late and she was in a hurry and wanted to go by bike, but she chose to drive because of her legs.

When driving past the entrance of the family courtyard, her eyes swept over a black car. Although it looked familiar, she was not in the mood to pay attention to it at this time, and followed the navigation instructions and drove on the road.

In the car, Lu Zhixing watched her car leaving the family courtyard and guessed that she might be on a mission, then gently reclined the seat and lay down, closing his eyes.

He has spent the night like this these days, although he knows that this method is stupid and even doesn't look like him at all, but there is no way, he just can't see her, even if he takes a look at her back from a distance.

It was past ten o'clock at this time, and the vehicles on the road were still flowing and brightly lit. It was more than an hour later when Meng Yao arrived at the scene of the crime according to the navigation.

Looking at the crowd in front of the car, Meng Yao parked the car, turned off the ignition and got out, took a mask and a pair of gloves from the car and put them on.

As soon as he got to the edge of the crowd, Wang Dakui saw her, and the two met at the place where the cordon was pulled up.

"It's pretty fast!" Watching her pass the cordon, Wang Dakui walked with her towards the crime scene not far away.

"The name of the deceased is Sun Xiangdong. He is 38 years old. According to the investigators, the person fell from the window of the side bedroom of the East House on the [-]th floor of Unit [-]."

Because it was night, besides the dim street lights, there were several incandescent lamps erected at the scene, and the whole crime scene was illuminated as if it were daytime.

Just two meters away from the dead, a thin layer of red and white objects scattered on the ground, in the middle of those things is the half-covered dead.

At this time, Zhao Hongxiang was examining the corpse.

Meng Yao stepped on the laid board and walked over, "Master, what's the situation?"

Without raising his head, Zhao Hongxiang waved her to squat down, pointed at the dead man's distorted arm and said, "Look here, the scratch on it is still fresh."

Then he pointed at a few more places, "There are several traces of this kind on the neck, cheeks, arms, and even the back of the deceased, so I suspect that the deceased should have had a physical conflict with someone before his death."

Taking a serious look at the scratches, Meng Yao raised his eyebrows, "These marks are messy and don't look like they were scratched by some sharp weapon. I guessed right, they should have been scratched by someone."

Turning to look at Wang Dakui not far away, "Who else was in the deceased's family when he fell from the building?"

Wang Dakui said, "There is another woman who is still taking notes in the room!"

Nodding, Meng Yao said, "That's right, the scars on the deceased should have been scratched by that woman."

"However, based on these, it is not possible to determine whether the deceased died of her murder or suicide, or simply fell from a building accidentally."

Zhao Hongxiang nodded in agreement with her words, and then checked other places of the deceased, but found nothing else except that the deceased had drunk before falling from the building.

Hearing that the deceased had been drinking, Wang Dakui said, "Could it be that the deceased fell from upstairs after drinking too much after the two quarreled?"

(End of this chapter)