Advocate for the deceased

Chapter 659 Allergens

Wang Xuchao, Fatty and others quickly separated the two.

Xu Zuowen kept raising his leg and kicking forward, but he couldn't reach it, so he started spitting at Xu Youwen.

"Why don't you die outside and kill them when you come back, you bastard, bastard."

Xu Youwen was pulled up by the arm, and he looked at Xu Zuowen worriedly, calling out his younger brother's name continuously.

"Zovin don't say anything, don't say anything."

Wang Xuchao glared and waved at the two policemen, "Take him down quickly!"

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Fatty followed Zhou Hai and returned to the center.

The extracts from the face of the deceased Bian Yulan and the extracts from Xu Tianlin's wounds have not yet been tested. This is what Zhou Hai is most worried about.

The two walked upstairs quickly, and the fat man was beside Zhou Hai, chattering endlessly.

"You said Xu Youwen, what does that last sentence mean?
What did he not want Xu Zuowen to say?
Could it be his father's domestic violence?

However, he himself said this, what else could he not say?
Or maybe the two of them conspired to kill Xu Tianlin? "

Zhou Hai glanced at the chattering fat man. He had thought about all these guesses, but it seemed that they couldn't agree. The most important thing now was the tests that didn't come out.

They had already reached the second floor, but Zhou Hai didn't stop, and continued to walk to the third floor, the fat man looked puzzled.

"Where are you going, Miss Zeng?"

Zhou Hai nodded, "The tests this time are very slow, especially the extracts from Bian Yulan's face and the extracts from Xu Tianlin's wounds. There have been no results. I want to find out why."

"I asked Sister Zeng, and she said that the remaining tests need to be analyzed and analyzed, but there seems to be some problems with the equipment."

While talking, the two came to the door of the laboratory in surprise, knocked on the door for a long time, a young man wearing protective glasses opened the door, Zhou Hang glanced at him, took a step and glanced at him again.

"Are you new here?"

The man was startled, and nodded vigorously.

"Hi Zhou Forensic Doctor, I'm from Mocheng, and I'm here for an internship!"

Zhou Hai narrowed his eyes and thought for a while.

"Mocheng?
Who are you, a camel? "

"camel?"

The young man was stunned, what is this?
Could it be a person's name?
The fat man chuckled.

"Camel is a nickname, just like everyone calls Zhou Fayi - Fa Hai, and I am fat. I remember that Camel is called Li Zhenxue!"

The young man instantly became excited, "Li Zhenxue is my elder brother, because he has trained in the center before, so he suggested me to come here for an internship!"

Zhou Hai nodded, "Take a good practice!"

After finishing speaking, he walked into the room, the fat man caught up with Zhou Hai, and Zhou Hai glanced at him.

"Fat is not a nickname, it's an accurate description of your physique!"

The fat man paused, looked up at Zhou Hai, with resentment on his face.

"Hey, hello!

Too much! "

"My nickname was given by you"

The fat man smashed his mouth, "I did it, but this nickname is so domineering and majestic!"

Zhou Hai didn't bother to pay attention to him, he opened the door and entered Sister Zeng's office, saw that she was still looking at the microscope, and raised his head when he heard the voice.

"You are here!"

"Is there any problem with the equipment?"

Sister Zeng shook her head, pointed to the computer screen next to her and said:

"In the 4.15 case, the tests on the pimples on the face of the deceased female came out. This is the result. It was found that the main ingredient was lemon juice, and there were some viscous substances.

I analyzed a part, which contained stearic acid, palmitic acid, oleic acid, rosin and feldspar powder, and the others could not be distinguished.

There are similar ingredients in the wound extract of the male deceased, but I didn't want to understand what this thing is, so the report has not been released for a long time. "

Zhou Hai thought for a while, and exchanged a glance with Fatty.

"Lemon juice?

There are indeed people who are allergic to lemons, but not many. As for the other substances you mentioned combined with feldspar powder, I think of one thing-polishing paste.

This is if the surface of the car is slightly scratched, it can be used if there are scratches or the metal parts need to be polished. Is it from a knife? "

Sister Zeng was taken aback for a moment, and hurried to a long table next to her, and opened a glass box of culture medium, which contained the fragments of the knife point found in the wound.

Holding it back in front of the microscope, adjusting the height to observe, Zhou Hai didn't need to lean over, because the mirror image in the microscope had already appeared on the display screen next to it.

Something like paste appeared in the crease where the knife was broken, and with Sister Zeng's movements, they were separated.

Seeing the nature of matter, Sister Zeng was a little excited.

"I'll do a comparison, wait for a dozen seconds, it'll be quick!"

She took the things and quickly went to analyze it, and it seemed that the analyzer was already working normally.

After a while, there was a beeping sound, and the printer printed out a piece of A4 paper. Zhou Hai walked over and took out the printing paper. This is a comparison chart of the two extract samples, and it was almost the same except for the lemon juice.

"The time of death of the two deceased was less than half an hour apart, but it can be seen from the comparison chart that the murderer killed Xu Tianlin first in the living room.

Then go to the third floor and tie up Bian Yulan. After all, it takes time for allergies, so his hands are stained with the polishing paste on the dagger. As for the lemon juice, it may be stained on the gloves, left over from contact with the skin. "

The fat man tilted his head and looked at Zhou Hai.

"Did Xu Youwen touch Bian Yulan's cheek in the coffee shop, could it be that time?"

Zhou Hai shook his head slightly, "Allergies generally have a family history. If the mother has a lemon allergy, the child will definitely have it, but the severity will vary due to individual differences. I have looked at Xu Youwen's hands and found no signs of pimples or urticaria. .”

Having said that, Zhou Hai's movements stopped.

He fixedly looked at the fat man, grabbed his arm, and of course did not put down the inspection reports.

"Come downstairs with me, I want to see those pictures!"

Fatty was dragged by Zhou Hai to go out, and he didn't forget to turn his head to say goodbye to Sister Zeng.

"Sister, let's go, come back if you have any questions!"

"Go, don't come back!"

Fatty had no choice but to cooperate with Zhou Hai's stubbornness, and the two hurried back to the office.

"What photo do you want to see?"

"Xu Zuowen's photo, you just took it at Wang Xuchao's place!"

The fat man looked puzzled, but he quickly found the data cable and copied the photos in the camera to the computer. Soon the photos were transferred, and the fat man clicked on the photos.

Zhou Hai walked over and grabbed the mouse, and picked a photo. This is a photo of Xu Zuowen's back. The bruises on it are obvious. Along the direction of the ribs, there are seven or eight bruises and cord-like marks. It hurts to look at it. .

Zhou Hai didn't have so much time to express his emotions, so he continued to click on the next one. He remembered seeing a red spot on Xu Zuowen's body, but it just passed by and he was not sure where it was.

In this way, he found more than a dozen photos, and when he opened a photo of his neck and shoulders, Zhou Hai paused.

The fat man leaned over, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Hai rolled the mouse to enlarge the red spot.

"Look, what's here?"

The fat man approached the screen, and there was a bright red plaque on the screen, some swollen, some cord-like scratches, and some small pimples in the center.

Looking at it, it seems that Bian Yulan's condition is milder than that of Bian Yulan. If you don't observe carefully, it looks very similar to the traces of mosquito bites.

"It's really like a mosquito bag, only a little bigger!"

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