The Underworld Detective

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Immediately after I finished speaking, Luo Shuzhong smashed the enamel jar in his hand, and shouted indignantly: "Did you make a mistake, why do you doubt it? We ran all the way to the archeology of the wind-sheltered open-air archeology, did we If you are sick, scare yourself. Why don't you investigate the migrant workers who have the most bad water in their stomachs. "

Xie Dingnan refused to accept: "How do you say, how did the migrant workers recruit you? Whoever chased the ancestors for three generations are farmers."

Luo Shuzhong casually took out a cigarette: "I'm telling the truth, is there anything wrong?"

Xing Dingnan stood up and saw the two of them going to fight on the spot. I quickly set off the round field: "Don't be surprised, everything is our job, just like archeology is your job, I hope everyone will cooperate!"

Officer Cui said: "It's going to snow in a while, so it's better to speed up the progress of archeology and case resolution."

Professor Sima echoed: "Police Officer Cui was right, everyone would cooperate. Let me set an example by first collecting my fingerprints."

Sun Bingxin collected everyone's fingerprints in order with tape, which could not be tested here. She was carrying two bags of shoes and preparing to return to the city. Officer Cui was preparing to accompany her, but Sun Bingxin whispered to me: "Brother Song Yang, you are not familiar with life here, would you like to accompany people?"

I couldn't resist her coquettish tone, so I had to answer, "Then I said to Xiao Tao!"

"What's so good to say, you must be a strict wife when you get married!" Sun Bingxin mocked.

The three of us returned to the city. When Sun Bingxin went to the bureau for testing, I was idle and went to the door to eat a bowl of beef noodles. Then I brought a copy to Sun Bingxin and packed a copy for Huang Xiaotao. Stewed beef.

When I came to the Identification Department, Sun Bingxin was almost done. I asked, "Are there any results?"

"Nothing, Professor Sima only has his own fingerprints on his shoes and no fingerprints on the recorder. This guy is very cunning." After she said, she opened the beef noodles and ate.

"What about the soil?" I continued to ask.

"Where is the physical evidence center, it may not come out at noon ..."

When Sun Bingxin finishes eating, I propose to go shopping in the street. Sun Bingxin is happy.

I went shopping for a purpose. I went directly to Yunling University, found the Department of Archeology, and asked people how Professor Sima was.

An associate professor asked in surprise: "What's wrong, Miss Sima?"

I said, "No, it's just a regular investigation."

Associate professor said: "The quality of others is very good. He has taught here for more than 30 years and published many papers. Everyone likes him very much."

I noticed that his eyes flickered a little when he spoke, and he chased after him, "Did you hide anything?"

The associate professor embarrassedly said, "It is worthy of being a police officer, and my eyes are poisonous. I do n’t know how to say this ..."

"But no matter what, I will keep it secret!" I reassure the associate professor.

He said that Professor Sima had lost several cultural relics in the archeological project. The school doubted him for this, and Professor Sima tried to explain that he had worked in the school for more than thirty years. After all, this matter did not go away anymore. His qualifications are very old, and even many of the leaders of the academy were students of Professor Sima.

I asked, "What do you think?"

The associate professor waved his hands quickly: "I don't know, I don't know, I'm sorry I still have classes, I'm out of company!"

I watched him hurriedly leave the back in deep contemplation, and Sun Bingxin was startled: "Brother Song Yang, your suspicion is really accurate."

I said, "I do n’t care if he resells cultural relics. I only care about who the killer is. Is a 70-year-old man really capable of killing? One of the dead was carried into the sarcophagus by the killer. He has such strength ? "

Sun Bingxin made a body-building pose and said: "Elderly people also have very strong bodies. I have seen a retired old man with a particularly muscular body on TV."

I laughed: "Nonsense, you see he's as thin as a man."

"I was just trying to inspire you." Sun Bing stuck out his tongue.

We left school, went to a nearby supermarket to buy some food and drink, and then returned to the municipal bureau.

Police officers from the Physical Evidence Center told me that the first soil sample did contain a large amount of calcium phosphide, and the soil was burned. In addition, there was another organic substance with no components detected.

The second soil sample was identified by carbon 14 a thousand years ago, but it was not all, and it also contained some ordinary loess and wood chips.

I remembered that the archeological site was loess, and the boxes they used to store equipment were also filled with a lot of sawdust, so it can be seen that this person came in from the outside.

I thanked the police officer and returned to the archeological site with Officer Cui and Sun Bingxin.

The weather was fine on this day, and everyone was clearing the cultural relics and bones on the scene. Huang Xiaotao yawned: "Well, archeology can be really boring. Take a small brush and slowly brush, when can you finish the exam."

I laughed and said, "You think grave robbing! Run away with a big bag? I bought some snacks, do you want to eat?"

"Certainly! It's another march grain at noon. It's too bad!"

I basically buy snacks, as well as various flavors of milk tea for Song Xingchen. He has always been cold, and when he sees milk tea, his eyebrows will show a touch of joy, which is his cute side.

Huang Xiaotao sat down on the chair, enjoying the jelly and beef, and waved his hands at the digging and chiseling people in front of him, and smiled, "It's not like the ancient emperor, watching a large group of people repair the tomb there."

"Dig yourself?" I couldn't laugh or cry.

"Why are you so lucky?"

Huang Xiaotao reached out and hit me, and I dodged, "I just changed the wording, yes, I'll share the information with you."

After I finished speaking, Huang Xiaotao was lost in thought: "It seems that this old professor is really tricky."

"But you can't equate him with the murderer!" I said.

"We assume that he is. You see, he has the most power here, and with seniority, no one will doubt it ..." Huang Xiaotao said more and more eyes.

"Then what happened last night?" I interrupted with a smile.

"Maybe someone wants to tell us this way and let us turn our attention to Professor Sima." Huang Xiaotao analyzed.

I shook my head and still felt that this reasoning was not very convincing. Imagine that Professor Sima's motive was really reselling cultural relics. That day, he happened to be hit by three migrant workers. With his qualifications and power, he could completely speak out. In the past, there was no need to kill people.

Killing is, in my opinion, a big lie, and lying a ‘big lie’ for a small lie is ridiculous from the perspective of the proceeds of crime!

The day is long and boring, but one thing is certain that nothing will happen during the day, so I suggest that you should make up for it, and be more energetic at night.

Everyone hit it off, and when they fell asleep until dinner, Ma Mazhu said jealously and enviously: "You guys are really laid back as policemen, and we sleep all afternoon, and we are all tired today."

Huang Xiaotao said: "Sister, if you want to change it, then you will know that our business is overworked, and we have to stay overnight."

Luo Shuzhong suddenly asked: "Is the fingerprint detected?"

I replied, "Sorry, I didn't find it."

Luo Shuzhong couldn't help snorting: "Cut, your policeman's efficiency is just that!"