Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 51 Hair is not the murderer's

Chapter 51 Hair is not the murderer's

Su Yecheng did not answer directly, but cast a suspicious look at Meng Yao.

If anyone in this police station knows her best, it must be him, Old Su!
The girl's mouth shrunk and her eyes rolled, and he knew that someone was going to be unlucky in the next moment.

Of course, these are painful experiences, and all of them are lessons learned in blood.

"Don't be a fool, you girl, tell me, what's the trouble?"

Pointing to the sealed bag on the table, Su Yecheng looked at Meng Yao with an uneasy expression.

And Meng Yao, who was accused of being tricky, just grinned, "Okay, old Su, I have made a lot of progress, keep it up."

"You little girl, talk to me well, no big or small."

"Old Su is your name?"

Su Yecheng glared and was about to slap the table and stand up, but Yuan Shuai pushed him back with a comforting smile.

As for whether he really wanted to slap the table and get angry, anyone with eyes would know that it must be a bluff!
Because his posture is telling the people next to him: Hurry up, hold me quickly, otherwise this step will not be easy to descend!
Curling her lips, Meng Yao leaned back in the chair like a second uncle, "All right, for your old age and frailty, I won't be angry with you."

Then, she turned her head and glanced at Lu Zhixing, before explaining to everyone.

"This sealed bag was indeed brought back from the scene of the crime, but the hair did not belong to the murderer, it belonged to Lu Zhixing."

Lu Zhixing?
"Boss Lu?" Su Yecheng looked up in surprise, and directly opposite him was Lu Zhixing with a calm face.

Yuan Shuai and Zhang Dongxu looked at each other, and the latter spoke in confusion.

"No, this hair, we obviously..."

Meng Yao raised her eyebrows, "That's right, I was pretending to be looking for something at the scene!"

"But who told you that I picked this hair from the ground?"

What pretended to be looking for something, except for the four of them, the others didn't understand, but they understood one thing.

Su Yecheng, "Girl, what do you mean by trying so hard?"

Suspected of playing tricks, Meng Yao pointed at Lu Zhixing, "It was him, not my idea."

Everyone's eyes fell on him immediately, and their hearts were full of doubts, waiting for his answer.

Lu Zhixing glanced lightly at Meng Yao, who had blamed him, and then glanced coldly around the crowd.

"Actually, I had some doubts about Zhou Hao before last night, but after seeing the black cat's body last night, I am more sure of his suspicion."

Black cat?

Zhang Dongxu frowned, "What black cat? What's the matter with cats here?"

Then, Meng Yao told everyone what happened to the two of them in the bamboo forest last night.

"So, you found the black cat dug out of the soil at that time, and its knife edge was the same as the knife edge seen on the deceased two days ago."

"So, you judged that it was left by the same person?"

Yuan Shuai looked at her in surprise, expressing that he could not accept such a result.

All of them work day and night. The whole city has been busy casting nets for two days and two nights without sleep. In the end, they haven't found any useful clues.

As a result, these two guys just ran downstairs and found the key clue?

That's true. . . .

"No, why do you run together?"

"And it's still late at night!"

As soon as Yuan Shuai asked the words out of his mouth, everyone cast gossiping looks at the two of them, and the looks became more and more insincere.

Su Yecheng, as a veteran of prudence, clasped his hands on the table together even more excitedly, his eyes flicked around the two of them.

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