In a certain lobby.
"You suspect that there's something wrong with the victim's wife?”
Ye Qingzhu asked Xiao Yao, who was flipping through the call records beside her.
"Yes, I keep feeling that we've neglected something.”
Xiao Yao carefully looked at the call log in his hand.
It detailed the phone records of the deceased's wife in the past six months.
The deceased's wife was called Zhang Cuiling.
He was 29 years old.
She had registered her marriage with the deceased Hong Qing four years ago.
It had to be said.
This Zhang Cuiling was very 'otak'.
A typical modern otaku.
There were very few phone calls in the past six months.
Most of them were phone records of food orders and delivery services.
Very few of them were friends and family.
It was just as Ye Qingzhu had said.
When Zhang Cuiling reported the case, it was the victim's colleague who called.
All of this seemed extremely normal.
However, Xiao Yao still felt that something was wrong.
Otherwise…
Why did that message pop up in his mind?
And this message.
Obviously, it was a notification from the system skill, Tracking!
It seemed like…
He could only go and see the deceased's wife to find out the reason.
"Sis, let's go."
"I want to meet this Zhang Cuiling," Xiao Yao said to Ye Qingzhu.”
"Yes."
Based on Ye Qingzhu's experience, this was not necessary.
Since Xiao Yao was interested in investigating the case, she would not stop him.
This was a good thing.
To be able to watch his younger brother grow up bit by bit.
Wasn't it a happy thing?
The two of them arrived at a high-end residential area.
They entered the building where the deceased lived and took the elevator.
Xiao Yao felt that something was wrong, and it became more and more obvious.
"Sis, have you checked the victim's last phone number?”
Xiao Yao suddenly asked.
"Not bad."
Ye Qingzhu smiled." I've already checked. Before the accident, the deceased received a phone call. It was an anonymous phone call. Moreover, this phone was a newly opened card and only called the deceased once.”
"Have you traced the origin of the phone card?"
Xiao Yao's eyes lit up.
"A certain treasure!"
Ye Qingzhu smiled bitterly." It's useless."
"As expected!"
Xiao Yao sighed." The murderer is indeed brilliant.”
"Otherwise, it wouldn't be classified as a technical murder.”
Ye Qingzhu nodded." There are no traces of the murderer on the deceased. The forensic examination results are out. The cause of death of the deceased was due to a heavy blow to his ribs, which broke and pierced his internal organs. However, other than the face and chest, the victim had almost no injuries. Do you know what this means?"
"The deceased was already dead before he fell off the cliff!”
Xiao Yao said with certainty.
If the victim had jumped off the cliff, it was impossible for only his face and chest to have injuries. There should be at least scratches and bruises on other parts of his body.
How could it be so coincidental that there were only injuries on his face and chest, and no other injuries?
It was obvious that the murderer was faking the crime scene to create an illusion.
"That's right!"
Ye Qingzhu nodded." Your deduction is the same as ours, but there's one thing you didn't think of.”
"What?"
Xiao Yao was surprised.
"The cause of death of the deceased was a heavy blow to his ribs. Remember, it's a heavy blow, not a blunt weapon attack.”
Ye Qingzhu looked at Xiao Yao and said seriously.
"What do you mean?" Xiao Yao was surprised.
"The victim's ribs were most likely broken by the murderer's fists and feet!”
Ye Qingzhu said in a low voice.
"Hiss!"
Xiao Yao sucked in a breath of cold air, and all the hair on his body stood on end.
Could an ordinary person break someone's ribs with his fists and feet and cause death?
The answer was yes.
However, the probability of this happening was very small!
Assuming.
If the murderer had the skill and strength to break someone's ribs at will.
Then, what kind of person would the murderer be?
"Could it be that the murderer did this on purpose?"
Xiao Yao didn't dare to imagine.
"It's not impossible."
Ye Qingzhu said calmly," So, the murderer we're facing is very likely to be a special person who has received some special training!”
“……”
Xiao Yao's scalp went numb.
What kind of person had received special training?
Professional fighters, soldiers, civilian fighters, and even fighting enthusiasts. Even the police and armed police!
This was troublesome!
The elevator stopped on the 12th floor and opened the door.
Xiao Yao and Ye Qingzhu walked out of the elevator with a sullen expression.
They arrived at the house of the deceased.
He pressed the doorbell.
Soon, a voice came from inside the room." Who are you?”
"Police!"
Xiao Yao said calmly.
It was the first time he had registered his identity as a police officer to an ordinary person. It felt great.
Xiao Yao was a little excited.
Just like that, his childhood dream came true.
It was like a dream!
The door opened.
A coquettish woman appeared in front of Xiao Yao and Ye Qingzhu.
The woman's face was filled with grief. Her eyes were lifeless and red.
She was the deceased's wife, Zhang Cuiling.
"Please come in!"
Zhang Cuiling stepped aside to let the two of them enter the house.
Xiao Yao looked around the room.
It wasn't neat, but it wasn't messy either.
It was very modern, young people's home style.
Of course, compared to other people's homes.
Xiao Yao admitted that his doghouse was a mess.
They sat down on the sofa in the living room.
Zhang Cuiling brought drinks for Xiao Yao and Ye Qingzhu.
After she sat down, tears streamed down her face as she spoke first.
"How did my husband die?”
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