Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 56 Being urged to marry

When passing by Feng Beiting, Jiang Yimian smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

Her steps stopped abruptly.

"Are you drinking?!" She was surprised.

"……Um."

After getting an affirmative answer, Jiang Yimian bit her lip, her crooked eyebrows were tightly frowned, and the originally bright eyes dimmed.

This is very troublesome.

He drank alcohol, the police found his fingerprints on the murder weapon, and there were so many witnesses and accusations made by the deceased before his death, Feng Beiting's situation was very bad.

Moreover, she noticed that the corner of his mouth was broken. The position and the wound were obviously bitten open. As for the instigator, it was not known whether it was himself or someone else.

Inexplicably, Jiang Yimian remembered the words "love kills" that Liang Qiu said.

Is it—

Is it really that bloody?

Liang Qiu stroked his beard and stroked his chin, and said to Jiang Yimian meaningfully, "Hiss...I said, isn't this handsome guy the one who came to the police station to look for you last time? What the hell are you two doing?" What's the matter..."

She didn't tell him last time, but this time the kid fell into his hands, and he must not miss this opportunity.

"Neighbor." Jiang Yimian kept walking, got the murder weapon from the police station and was about to rush to Dr. Colby's hospital.

"This is a wonderful fate."

"Huh?" Fate?
Liang Qiu laughed "hehe" twice, and rubbed the little ball on Jiang Yimian's head like a walnut, "I think this guy is not bad, he looks much better than that kid from Lao Lin's family."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

What's going on now, is she about to be urged to marry at only 23?
The key is--

"Master, let's not say whether I like him or not, he is a criminal suspect!"

"Didn't he say that he didn't kill Yin Ni?"

"You believe what he says?!" Jiang Yimian was shocked.

"You said you believed him."

"..."

Just say it casually, don't take it seriously.

Although he wanted to say this bluntly, Liang Qiu actually found a trace of worry from Jiang Yimian's face.

For whatever reason, she didn't want anything to happen to that handsome guy, it was a fact.

While driving to the hospital where Dr. Colby was, Liang Qiu received a call. Jiang Yimian didn't know who the person on the other end of the phone was, but just from her master's tone, she thought she knew what the other party was calling for. .

Sure enough, Liang Qiu hung up the phone and said to her, "Xiao Mian, Master needs to leave for a while."

Jiang Yimian didn't want to make the topic too serious, so she jokingly said, "Go to the West to learn scriptures, I will accompany you."

"Go to Chicago." Liang Qiu's voice was very low and deep, rarely smiling like usual, "The police over there contacted me and said...they found something about Xiaoxi..."

She withdrew her expression, her eyes were serious, but she still said the same thing just now, "I'll go with you."

"Need not."

"Master..."

"Be obedient, obediently go back to China with your parents." His path will not end for a while.

Jiang Yimian wanted to say more, but happened to have already arrived at the hospital, Liang Qiu explained a few words to her, then hailed a taxi and rushed to the airport.

She planned to send him off, but Dr. Colby was waiting for them, and finally Jiang Yimian had to enter the hospital building alone.

After briefly explaining the situation to Dr. Colby, the two walked into the dissection room one after the other.

"Current time, 11:21 am, autopsy begins." Dr. Colby's voice sounded calm and without any emotion.

Jiang Yimian was taking pictures at the side and was in charge of making records.

Even though he had lost his breathing and heartbeat, his face was pale and there were stab wounds, Jiang Yimian had to admit that Yin Ni was a very beautiful person before his death.

Such a face deserves the title of Bei Ting, she thinks it is suitable.

Are the two really having an emotional entanglement?

The overbearing president fell in love with me?
"Nail-like pressure marks were found on the palm of the left hand."

Jiang Yimian wrote it down, paused the tip of the pen, and suddenly paid attention to the palm of Yin Ni's right hand.

Seeing this, Dr. Colby stopped and looked at her with interest, "What are you looking at?"

"See if the palm of her right hand has the same pressure marks as her left hand."

"Why do it?"

"If the pressure marks are caused by fear and great pain, it makes no sense that only the left hand has them, and there should be palms of both hands."

"continue."

This was the first time that Dr. Colby said so many words during the autopsy. He was usually taciturn. Not only did he seldom say anything, but even Drew felt his death stare when he said a word.

Therefore, Jiang Yimian was a little surprised by his sudden talkativeness.

But the accident was accidental, she continued as she said, "In the current situation, I personally guess that there is only one possibility, and that is that her right hand was holding something, such as a sharp knife."

That said, the case does not rule out the possibility of self-harm.

This is what Dr. Colby asked Jiang Yimian to say, if it were the policemen, she would not have said a word.

Because all forensic doctors are responsible for the deceased.

The remarks they made about the deceased could easily lead to preconceptions of the police officers, so before the autopsy results came out, Jiang Yimian usually would not answer any questions from them.

"Other than that, what else have you observed?"

"...No more." That's all she saw.

In other words, she saw a lot, but the clues and evidence she could think of were gone.

Turning the scalpel between his fingers, Dr. Colby pointed to the knife wound on Yin Ni's body, and suddenly asked Jiang Yimian a question like a teacher, "Look carefully, and tell me what conclusion you see."

Obviously, he already had the answer in his mind.

After the autopsy was over, Dr. Colby walked out first, leaving her thinking about Yin Ni's body.

Holding the camera lens in both hands and gently knocking on her forehead, she began to circle around the dissecting table.

Wound, wound, wound, the characteristics of the wound...

Thinking of something suddenly, Jiang Yimian stopped in her tracks, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

correct!

With a slap on the forehead, two big dimples appeared on the cheeks.

After taking a few more photos as key evidence, Jiang Yimian walked out of the autopsy room. As soon as he went out, he saw Dr. Colby who had already left standing outside.

"Figured out?"

"Yeah." If you look carefully, you will find that Jiang Yimian's eyes are a little complacent, and they are as clever as a clever little fox.

"Then it's up to you to explain to the police later."

"Me?!" Jiang Yimian pointed to herself uncertainly.

She wasn't a forensic doctor hired by the LAPD.

Moreover, didn't he personally communicate with the police in the previous cases?
Dr. Colby didn't explain too much, just said, "If it doesn't make sense, I will add it for you."

When Miss Jiang heard that she looked down on me, she jumped at the bar and said rather arrogantly, "I won't give you this chance."

Dr. Colby seemed to be smiling, but when he looked carefully, he found that his lips did not move, and he still looked calm and calm. He left after saying "wait and see".

*
When the police came to get the autopsy report, Jiang Yimian was staring at Dr. Colby's new set of scalpels.

Frankly speaking, she was jealous.

"Want?" Dr. Colby looked indifferent, but he was as careful as dust.

Jiang Yimian nodded like pounding garlic.

But Dr. Colby just opened his lips, and his voice was interrupted by a knock on the door.

knock --

"Please come in."

"Dr. Colby, you said on the phone that the autopsy results are out?" The policeman Ethan who often communicated with them came, a very handsome Caucasian brother, honest and kind, and his blue eyes were full of disapproval. The longing and longing for justice.

Dr. Colby nodded and signaled Jiang Yimian to hand over the autopsy report to him.

Ethan turned two pages, his shocked eyes were about to pop out, "Self-harm?!"

Without waiting for Dr. Colby and Jiang Yimian to answer, he began to ask, "The girl died in such a miserable state, how could she be self-harming!"

"Are you not mistaken?"

"Why don't you test it again?"

Jiang Yimian: "..."

What to say!
Brother, that's an autopsy, not a urine test, so let's do it!

(End of this chapter)