Advocate for the deceased

Chapter 311 Missing Memory (3)

Facing Wang Xuchao like this, Zhou Hai felt deeply powerless, and suddenly thought of drugs or drugs, he raised his hand and patted Xiao Liu next to him.

"Come and help me lift him up, the police car is there."

Xiao Liu and Zhou Hai each held Wang Xuchao's arm, and helped him directly to the side of the police car. Within a short distance of a hundred meters, all three of them were covered in sweat. Wang Xuchao was walking very slowly at this time, and his legs were constantly shaking. .

Zhou Hai quickly rummaged through the trunk and found a syringe in the spare investigation box to draw Wang Xuchao's blood.

It is already 7:50 in the morning, and the time they separated yesterday was 23:20. If the eight and a half hours were really injected with some kind of drug, or took drugs like hallucinogens, it would have passed It is unknown whether it can even be detected in the blood.

At this time, the fat man ran after him.

From his point of view, he couldn't see Wang Xuchao and the others. Seeing Zhou Hai's serious face, he was very puzzled. He didn't know what happened to Zhou Hai today. It's not in his character at all.

It was only when he got closer that he saw Wang Xuchao sitting on the side of the trunk. He was in such an astonishing state. The fat man widened his small eyes with a puzzled expression on his face.

"What's going on here?"

Zhou Hai shook his head, "I'll talk about his question later, tell me what did you search around?"

The fat man raised his hand, and lifted up the evidence bag with a dark brown belt. In the other hand, he was holding a bag with blue and white knitted fabrics inside. It didn't take the fat man to say that Zhou Hai recognized it. It was Wang Xuchao. The coat I wore last night, but now it's covered in black ash.

"This was found on the grass on the east side of the villa, and some blood was found on it.

I carefully observed that it was exactly the same as the strangle marks on the neck of the deceased. What I could identify was that it was a man's police belt. I was just curious, why did this police belt appear here? "

Fatty's introduction did not shy away from the two of them. Wang Xuchao looked at the belt with straightened eyes. He stretched out his hand and turned the evidence bag, and he could see a star logo drawn with black carbon strokes on the inside of the belt. Trembling uncontrollably.

"This~
This is~
This is my belt~"

Zhou Hai looked at Wang Xuchao, and then at Xiao Liu who looked confused. This case is in charge of the XC District. If the people in the XC District know that their leader is a suspect, this case will be impossible.

The fat man lifted the bag of the clothes, "As for the clothes that are used as rags, I think they belong to you too?"

Wang Xuchao nodded, and Zhou Hai waved his hand at Fatty, signaling Fatty not to talk now, after all, there are too many people around.

"Xiao Liu and Wang Xuchao sat in my car and waited. I will continue to conduct on-site inspections. Everything will be discussed after the on-site inspection."

After speaking, without waiting for the two to react, he dragged the fat man towards the villa. The fat man trotted after Zhou Hai, wanting to ask more questions, but seeing Zhou Hai's appearance, he just didn't want to say this in a crowded place. It means that he can still guess clearly.

Entering the second bedroom on the first floor of the crime scene, Zhou Hai slightly closed some doors.

"We came out of the KTV last night. I went back to find Wang Xuchao. The deceased was with Wang Xuchao. He told me to go first. Wang Xuchao didn't know what happened after that.

Just now we called Wang Xuchao at the door, followed the ringtone, and found Wang Xuchao in the bushes.

He had wounds on his mouth and scratches on his neck, and I found a fragment of a nail in the wound. I can be sure that it was from the nails on the dead man's finger.

Although I don't know exactly what happened last night, I believe that Wang Xuchao is not the murderer. Even if all the evidence points to him, I also think so, so we will conduct a thorough investigation of the scene. "

The more the fat man listened, the more serious he became. Now he understood why Zhou Hai had that expression just now. The fat man clenched the evidence bag tightly in his hand. The police belt turned out to be a murder weapon. Now he really can't explain.

"Haizi, don't worry, I'm looking for someone to come over and check the scene with me now, even if we have a laminar search, we still have to search the scene carefully.

In addition, I asked Xiao Hu to come over to see if the surrounding surveillance is good. "

Zhou Hai nodded and asked Fatty to make arrangements. He changed a pair of gloves and carefully observed the deceased. The deceased's head was facing the direction of the bedside table on the north side, and his feet were facing the end of the bed on the south side. He was lying at the end of the bed obliquely.

The eyes are slightly open, the hands are bent and raised above the head, the fingers are covered with purple manicure, although the nails are not long and they look healthy and full, there is indeed a missing part of the nail on the index finger of the left hand.

Zhou Hai shook his head, tried his best to get rid of distracting thoughts, and carefully observed the body of the deceased.

Yu Xiuhong is a fit woman, not the slender type, with slender limbs and a tight abdomen, without a piece of fat on her body, wearing a bikini, she is indeed very attractive.

Looking at Yu Xiuhong's body, she didn't see any abrasions or subcutaneous bleeding, but there was a strangle mark on her neck. The width and shape of the strangle mark were completely consistent with the police belt.

But after checking the dead man's back, Zhou Hai went around to the south side of the bed, and at this moment he found that the dead man's feet seemed to be dirty.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that the soles of the feet were black, while the heel was clean. There seemed to be a slightly larger black fragment in the gap between the nails of the big toe of the right foot. Zhou Hai pulled it out with tweezers.

She wiped the floor with her gloved index finger again. There was some dust on the floor of the room, but it didn't reach this level. Where did she step on it?

Is it outside?
Zhou Hai got out of the second bedroom and was about to walk towards the living room.

Seeing the open door of the kitchen, he subconsciously walked towards the kitchen. After all, it is not possible to see the inside directly from the dining room.

As soon as Zhou Hai entered, he saw a frying pan dropped on the ground, and the surrounding area of ​​the frying pan was covered with black ashes, as if the pan had fallen from a high place.

Zhou Hai put the survey pad aside and stepped on it, collected some black ashes, and came out of the kitchen.

The deceased should have gone to the kitchen barefoot. When struggling in the kitchen, she kicked over the frying pan so the soles of her feet were black.

Afterwards, he was restrained and dragged back to the second bedroom, where he was thrown directly on the bed after his death.

The traces on the ground were trampled more seriously.

After a while, the fat man was going to check. Zhou Hai straightened up, and there was a voice coming from the door. Following the direction of the voice, Zhou Hai turned around and saw that it was Da Liu, Zhang Wenqi and Xiao Liang who came over.

Fatty had already dragged the three of them to start division of labor and cooperation, and soon they all started to move, Zhou Hai waved at Fatty.

"Call the people of the XC section, take the body back to the center!

Then inform the lunatic and Zhao Xinli to let them perform an autopsy on Yu Xiuhong.

Every inch of skin must be strictly inspected. DNA testing must be performed on wounds, nail gaps, teeth, and the reproductive system, and then compared with Wang Xuchao's. "

The fat man was stunned, "You don't do it?"

Zhou Hai nodded, "They are fully capable.

If the suspect in this case is not Wang Xuchao, I am now [-]% sure that he is the murderer, but since the suspect is him, I choose to believe Wang Xuchao.

He won't do this, even if it's out of control, he will never - kill someone! "

The fat man stared at Zhou Hai's eyes and lowered his voice.

"You can't be emotional now. I know Wang Xuchao is a good person, but our personal relationship has nothing to do with whether he is a good person or a murderer. Why are you so emotional today?"

Zhou Hai nodded towards Fatty.

"In theory, this is the case. I will definitely find favorable evidence to overthrow everything. Just wait and see!"

Speaking of which, Zhou Hai left the villa and walked towards the car. The fat man couldn't stop Zhou Hai from looking so persistent, but now he had to stay awake. After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hey, boss!

I am fat! "

(End of this chapter)