The Three-Body Problem: Start with Super Theological Seminary and win Shen Yufei

And the body lying under the phone booth...

Even weirder.

Chang Hao is standing here!

Shen Yufei, on the other hand, was paralyzed in front of him with a look of despair.

Like those crumbling scientists.

What exactly is going on? .

Chapter 021 Bullets Will Turn?

Shi Qiang smelled the danger, and immediately took out the communicator.

"A homicide has occurred here, and reinforcements are needed for investigation."

Putting down the communicator, he looked at Chang Hao and Shen Yufei.

"Please cooperate and go to the bureau with us to accept the investigation."

"Ok."

Chang Hao nodded slightly, as if he had already guessed this would be the case.

Shi Qiang frowned, sensing something was wrong.

Ordinary people should have been scared to death long ago when they encountered such a murder case.

But Chang Hao was actually indifferent, not even showing any strange expression.

There is definitely something wrong!

Shen Yufei, who was like mud, was also escorted away by the policewoman.

Chang Hao followed into the police car.

Throughout the whole process, Shi Qiang stared at Chang Hao.

He tried to see any fluctuations in the expression on the man's face.

But until Chang Hao got into the police car, he couldn't capture any details of his expression.

Evil!

It's so crazy!

"Da Shi, this person... is Pan Han!"

Suddenly, Wang Miao's frightened voice came.

Only then did Shi Qiang turn his head to look.

As Wang Miao said, the person lying in the pool of blood is Pan Han!

"Pan Han? Isn't this the environmental protection scholar?"

"I remember that he is also on the border of science, and he has a close relationship with Shen Yufei."

Shi Qiang felt even more uncomfortable.

Science Boundary, Shen Yufei, Pan Han, Chang Hao...

He dared to say that there was definitely some secret hidden here.

"Check! Check the scene immediately!"

In the following time, Shi Qiang was always investigating various physical evidence, busy back and forth.

"Report to the history team!"

"Shen Yufei's car window was shattered by bullets, and the phone booth was also shattered!"

"According to preliminary judgment, the murder weapon is a pistol under the corpse."

"Judging from the muzzle temperature, the bullet should have been fired from this pistol."

"..."

A series of messages came.

Shi Qiang was sitting on the street, smoking a cigarette.

Wang Miao sat beside him, thought carefully for a while, and said:

"Da Shi, according to the information, it should be that someone sat in the car and shot Pan Han in the telephone hall."

"Chang Hao and Pan Hansu haven't met each other, but Shen Yufei and Pan Han seem to have had some entanglements all the time. The murderer must be Shen Yufei!"

Shi Qiang chuckled lightly:

"Why? Come to a conclusion so quickly?"

Wang Miao looked at Shi Qiang strangely.

"Otherwise? The evidence is as solid as a mountain!"

"How obvious, Shen Yufei must have killed Pan Han, and then put the pistol under Pan Han's body..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shi Qiang's faint voice.

"Then let me tell you another piece of news. Pan Han's body has never been moved!"

"???"

Wang Miao's eyes widened immediately, his mind full of question marks.

This slap in the face came too suddenly!

"Wait a minute, I'm confused."

Wang Miao rubbed her temples, feeling something was wrong:

"The bullet shot through the car window and the glass hall, killing Pan Han..."

"Then without moving the body, the pistol appeared under the body inexplicably?"

"Teleportation??"

The more he thought about it, the more evil he felt, and he felt a cool breeze blowing off his body.

"Let me tell you, you scientists just do your academic research honestly!"

Shi Qiang patted Wang Miao's shoulder:

"Criminal investigation, you really can't do it!"

After speaking, he stood up by himself and made a phone call.

"Hello? Did the autopsy and physical examination come out? Hurry up, I'm in a hurry..."

"What? Come out? Middle, I'll go right away."

Shi Qiang threw away the cigarette butt, and got into the police car with Wang Miao, who was bewildered.

After lighting the ignition, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the police car straight to the combat center.

"It's not Da Shi, so tell me what's going on with this murder case?"

"It's useless to tell you. No matter what you think now, it's all false. We have to wait for the test results!"

"You must have some guesses in your heart, right? At least let me have an idea!"

"Okay, then I'll chat with you."

Shi Qiang turned the steering wheel.

The car turned a corner.

"I'm exactly the opposite of what you think. This gun was definitely not fired from a car! It was probably fired at Shen Yufei's car in a phone booth!"

"Da Shi, your idea is wrong! If this was a shot fired from a telephone booth, how could the bullet hit Pan Han instead?"

Wang Miao looked suspicious.

It seemed to him utterly illogical.

"What? Can the bullet turn around?"

"Or a 180-degree drift?".

Chapter 022 Shi Qiang Confused

"It's impossible for the bullet to drift 180 degrees! But there must be something wrong with it!"

Shi Qiang said confidently:

"It's hard to say anything now. I'm just a preliminary idea. Specifically, we have to wait for the results of the inspection to know."

Wang Miao also knew that she couldn't come up with anything to ask, so she simply shut up, thinking to herself.

It didn't take long for them to reach the office of the major crime team in the combat center.

Xu Bingbing handed over several documents.

"Team Shi, this is the autopsy report and other physical examination reports."

"Come on, let's take a closer look today. Is it because the bullet has turned a corner, or what kind of tricks did that Shen Yufei play?"

Shi Qiang opened the file bag confidently, and glanced at Wang Miao proudly.

"Learn, I will give you an on-the-spot analysis now. Let you understand how sharp our old criminal policeman's vision is!"

Wang Miao glanced at Shi Qiang, but said nothing.

Although this guy doesn't look reliable at all.