After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

Chapter 1 Beicheng Incident (1)

Late autumn, Beicheng.

On the second floor of the simple inn, a ray of sunlight shines through the red gauze curtain onto the ground, turning it blood red. The temperature is getting colder. Qian Zhanmian, wearing a black windbreaker, sits on the window sill and stares at the ray of sunlight on the ground in a daze.

Her delicate eyebrows knitted together, and she had an ominous feeling that something was going to happen in Beicheng.

The next second, a short-haired girl dressed as a man burst in from the door.

"Teacher, something happened." Ji An's heroic face was full of anxiety, "I will pack the tool box first and come back to you later."

Seeing that she didn't explain clearly what it was, Qian Zhemian shook his head helplessly, sighed, and dialed a number: "Bureau Qin, it's me, Qian Zhemian, I want to ask you about something."

The man on the other end was obviously surprised that she would call him: "Professor Qian, I just have something to ask you."

Qian Zhemian pursed her lips: "You say it first."

"We just received a request from the Qi Town Public Security Bureau, saying that there was a murder case, but the town's forensic doctor is an intern, so they asked us to send a forensic doctor to help." Director Qin's tone was a little anxious and apologetic, "I know You have just arrived in Qizhen, and your vacation has just begun, but this matter is quite urgent. At present, except for you, the other forensic doctors in the bureau have tasks. You see..."

This is probably the "thing" Ji Anrao said...

"By coincidence, I also heard news that there was a murder case in Qizhen, and I was looking for a transfer order from you."

"It's the same thing." Director Qin said solemnly.

Qian Zhemian whispered softly: "Okay, I will take this case."

Director Qin breathed a sigh of relief: "Professor Laoqian is here."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Anrao appeared outside the door with a black toolbox in his hand, an anxious look on his face: "Teacher, I've packed it up, let's go quickly."

The house where the crime occurred is not far from the inn, only a 3-minute walk away.

The onlookers who didn't know why had already surrounded the three-story and three-story pink small house.

Qianzhe Mian showed his work ID, put on a mask, shoe covers, and gloves, and walked into the room.

The living room was not big, and the only furniture was a sofa and a coffee table. There was a person lying on the white sofa with signs of urinary incontinence. Qian Zhemian frowned, walked forward, put his hand on the carotid artery, and looked at it again. Look at the pupils, turn to look at the door: "Take pictures, and then carry the deceased away."

Qian Zhe Mian, who is usually soft-spoken, seems to be a different person when he walks into the crime scene. He is calm, confident and full of aura.

"Anrao, check the carbon monoxide level."

Ji Anrao nodded and quickly walked to the kitchen.

Zhao Xiaoxi, a forensic intern from the Qizhen Public Security Bureau, stood at the door with a blank look on his face after taking the photo. He looked at Qian Zhemian with a more admiring look: "Professor Qian, what are you going to do next?"

Qianzhe Mian glanced at him: "Did you bring your toolbox?"

Zhao Xiaoxi nodded hurriedly and pointed to the door: "Bring it with me."

"Measure the room dimensions."

"it is good."

...

At eight o'clock in the evening, the autopsy room of the Qizhen Public Security Bureau.Three heavily armed men bowed to the deceased on the autopsy table.

Zhao Xiaoxi started taking photos as requested.

"The deceased was Qiu Shiluo, female, 20 years old, yellow race, 169 centimeters long and 50.5 kilograms in weight."

"The clothes are in good condition, wearing a white dress and white underwear, made of pure cotton, conservative style and no damage."

"The cornea is highly turbid and the pupil cannot be seen through."

Qianzhe Mian skillfully cut off the deceased's clothes: "There are several parallel wounds of varying lengths and depths on the right wrist. The corpse spots are located on the pillow, neck, back, waist, buttocks and the back of the limbs. They are cherry red. "

She pressed the corpse spot on her waist. It didn't fade, and she already had a judgment in her mind.

*
The next day, at five o'clock in the morning.

Qianzhe Mian came out of the anatomy room. There was no expression on her delicate face, but her lips were slightly white. She pursed her lips and went to the conference room with a stack of documents in her arms.

It was Director Zhao from the Qi Town Public Security Bureau who presided over the meeting.

He cleared his throat: "The meeting begins."

Qianzhe Mian habitually raised his head and scanned the people around him, then looked at the room, then quietly lowered his head and flipped through the information on the table casually.

"The deceased was Qiu Shiluo, 20 years old. We found a suicide note on the sofa at the crime scene. The date was one day ago. The scene was clean and there were no signs of fighting. The door surveillance was checked. In the past 48 hours, there was no trace of a suicide note. When outsiders entered, the windows and doors of the living room were sealed with tape, creating a sealed space. We extracted all the fingerprints on the tape, and they all belonged to the deceased. The charcoal stove next to the sofa also only had the fingerprints of the deceased..."

"The servant in the deceased's home said when taking notes that the deceased sent her a message two days ago, saying that he would leave the town for a while and asked her to go back to work in five days. At the same time, we also found a suicide note underneath this."

The policeman who spoke knocked on the keyboard: "This is the hospital's diagnosis. The deceased was diagnosed with severe depression and severe anxiety five years ago. This was also mentioned in the suicide note. Based on the above, we believe that the deceased was diagnosed with severe depression and severe anxiety disorder five years ago. There is a high possibility of suicide.”

"Next, let's ask the forensic doctor Qian Zhemian to speak."

Qian Zhemian stood up, holding the remote control of the projector in his hand. His voice was calm and slightly hoarse: "There are several parallel wounds of varying lengths and depths on the right wrist of the deceased. There is a small amount of non-barbiturate sedatives in his body." Hypnotic drugs, the concentration of carbon monoxide in the blood of the deceased exceeded 50%, so the deceased died of carbon monoxide poisoning, which can also be proved by the traces of incontinence on the sofa. There was a callus on the left hand of the deceased, who was left-handed, and there were several cuts on the right wrist , can be considered as a trial incision, and combined with the deceased’s diagnosis and suicide note, we can conclude that the deceased died of suicide.”

Ji Anrao stood up. At this time, her face was extremely pale: "I searched the deceased's house and found a dagger. I found fingerprints and blood on it. After comparison, the fingerprints and blood were both. of the deceased.”

At this point, everyone's speeches ended. Director Zhao nodded and looked towards the back corner of the conference room: "Chief Qin, look..."

In the back row, a tall, gentle man stood up slowly and nodded to Director Zhao in the distance: "Then let's close the case. Are the family members of the deceased here?"

Director Zhao shook his head: "The deceased is an orphan and has no family members."

"Then the body should be frozen first. Remember to keep the belongings of the deceased. Write the report as soon as possible and bring it for my signature." Qin Yelan walked out with his long legs and left two words at the door, "The meeting is dismissed."

Qian Zhemian watched the figure disappear, then handed the last piece of paper to Director Zhao and said softly: "Director Zhao, your son Zhao Xiaoxi can go to Lingcheng to take the assessment in half a year. He is very good. "

Director Zhao nodded quickly: "Thank you very much, Professor Qian, for teaching Quan Zi. You will see at noon..."

　After two years of settling, the pit finally opened~
　　Shuang Jie, 1v1, both strong, but the female protagonist is slightly stronger than the male protagonist. The female protagonist has amnesia in the early stage and is a childhood sweetheart!
　　Heroine: Qianzhe (shé) Mian
　　Male protagonist: Qin Yelan, whose name is taken from "Yelan lies down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into his dream."

　　This is Han Yue, a new writer. Please give me some advice. Thank you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)