The question of the location of Zhang Lao's suicide was sent out after a little observation.

of course.

This is probably just a coincidence.

So he turned to look at Ah Xiang: "excuse me, comrade Ah Xiang, are you ready?"

"Hum!"

Ah Xiang sucked her nose and said angrily, "I can't do the field survey in the snow."

"Won't it be over?"

Zhong Tianzheng looked at her with an eyebrow and scolded, "what's your attitude?"

"Yes, I was wrong."

Ah, Xiang is fierce and crazy. Zhong Tianzheng doesn't miss any chance to bully her, but he doesn't have any way. Who can't let him.

Rashly trying to be strong will only destroy the scene again. It's not her style to be able to do it, so she had to mutter: "then please Comrade Zhong Tianzheng, Mr. Zhong doesn't hesitate to give advice."

This sentence was almost said by her bite, and her silver teeth were grinding hard.

"That's about the same."

Zhong Tianzheng bared his teeth and smiled. Then he dropped his cigarette butts, took out his disposable rubber gloves from his pocket and put them on himself. By the way, he also lost a pair of incense.

Ah Xiang couldn't help but take it over with some curiosity: "eh, when did you still bring this?"

"Cut, I'm not like some people. There are all kinds of skin care products in my suitcase."

"All right, all right, hurry to investigate the scene."

In the face of Zhong Tianzheng's ridicule.

Ah Xiang fell down again, quickly put on her gloves and followed Zhong Tianzheng to the place where Zhang Lao fell to the ground.

"Miso."

The soles of their shoes rustled in the thick snow.

Zhong Tianzheng first came to Zhang laodi's position and frowned at the scene.

Even if it snowed again yesterday and covered it with another layer of snow, you can still see many deep and shallow messy footprints on the scene, which shows that the scene has been seriously damaged.

Zhong Tianzheng bent his knees slightly, then squatted down and began to look for the surface. The devil's eye was also brought into full play, not sparing any subtle details.

On the surface, there is basically no clue. Zhong Tianzheng stretched out his hand and made a gesture. He wanted to dig the snow on the upper layer with his hand, but he gave up. Digging the snow with his hand will destroy the sense of hierarchy, but where to find a shovel now?

He thought a little, reached for his pocket, took out his Huawei mate30pro, took a good position, directly used his mobile phone as a shovel, and began to dig snow layer by layer. It's not easy to use.

The mobile phone is IP68 waterproof and dustproof. There is no problem to shovel snow.

But the actual situation at the scene was much more than they expected.

Old Zhang's position, the snow layer by layer, was almost planed, and there was still no useful clue.

The scene was a little awkward at once.

"Not found?"

Ah Xiang raised her eyes and looked at Zhong Tianzheng.

"The good play is still behind."

Zhong Tianzheng pretended to smile deeply and pointed to the ground: "just now I planed the snow where Zhang Lao fell to the ground. It's normal that there is no discovery in this piece."

"Pay attention."

Zhong Tianzheng said, and he carefully sat in the original position: "imagine that when Zhang committed suicide by drinking drugs, he must be sitting. I think no one will lie down and drink fluid, right?"

Ah Xiang immediately retorted, "why not, when lying in bed."

"Bar essence!"

Zhong Tianzheng turned his eyes, then looked sideways to the right and continued to dig the snow. His mouth didn't stop: "suppose Zhang always holds the pesticide jar in his right hand, then after he finished drinking, the bottle dropped on the ground, and the pesticide spilled out of the bottle, then there will be a large amount of pesticide residues in this piece."

"That makes sense!"

Ah, when Shanton's eyes lit up, he urged Zhong Tianzheng to dig the snow quickly.

Soon.

In this area on the right, the snow was planed by the mobile phone layer by layer.

Sure enough.

When they planed down for the third time, a large dark snow appeared in front of them.

"It's really suicide!"

Ah Xiang looked at this film and expressed her opinions.

"Very likely."

Zhong Tianzheng answered casually, but he didn't stop and continued to dig snow: "but it's still a little too early to draw a conclusion now."

Ah Xiang smelled the speech and didn't speak. She silently looked at Zhong Tianzheng and continued.

Soon.

This piece in front of Zhong Tian's front was also planed by him layer by layer, and his frown was also slightly relaxed.

"What's the problem?"

Ah Xiang caught his expression and knew he would find it.

Then his eyes turned to the snow cut by Zhong Tianzheng.

Very white.

There are no pesticide residues.

"This is a problem."

Zhong Tianzheng said a word, then turned around, began to face the left and continued to dig snow layer by layer: "you take this with your mobile phone. This is one of the evidences."

"OK."

Ah Xiang didn't know why, but she took out her mobile phone for the first time, aimed at the position and started shooting, then moved back and took a panoramic picture.

The 100 million pixels of Xiaomi cc9pro are the most suitable for this, that is, the processor is garbage, and the imaging processing is much slower.

Soon.

The area on the left was also cut by Zhong Tianzheng.

"Here!"

Zhong Tianzheng shouted again, Ah Xiang rushed over.

"Take a picture of this."

Follow the position pointed by Zhong Tianzheng's finger.

This layer of snow is closer to the lowest soil layer. The snow is grayish brown with soil, but when you look closely, there are many small particles and black spots in the middle.

Black spots are big and small.

And there are more.

Similar to spray marks.

"Can this be a trace of mud and water?"

Ah Xiang expressed her views while filming.

"No."

Zhong Tianzheng shook his head affirmatively: "in winter, there is no water in the field, and the soil is in the form of wet particles. Even if the mud is stepped on by them, it is also granular. Even if it melts with snow, it must be solid soil inside, not just traces. This must be pesticide."

Then he took out his evidence bag and put all the snow in it.

After the area was processed, his sight fell on the haystack behind him. After thinking a little, he directly looked over and sniffed it. There was a faint smell of pesticide on it. He asked Ah Xiang to take photos, and then he took evidence.

"Why do these things need evidence? I think it's the normal traces left by him in the process of drinking medicine."

Ah Xiang was still a little unresponsive, but when he saw that Zhong Tianzheng had begun to plan the area ahead, she understood in an instant.

Zhong Tianzheng's plane is just a place where an adult can reach with his feet when sitting on the ground.

"As long as we dig away the snow in front and observe the trace of the soil at the bottom, we can know whether he was drinking medicine to commit suicide“

Ah Xiang stared and said quickly, "if there are signs of struggle and kicking in this soil, it means that he was not alone at the scene, but someone was threatening him or forcing him to pour pesticide into his mouth!"

Soon.

The area was planed open.

Sure enough, it is exactly the same as what ah Xiang described. This piece of soil does have traces of treading and kicking on the heels of both feet.

"He killed it!"

Ah, Xiang hit the nail on the head.

"Seventy percent!"

Zhong Tianzheng shook his head and denied: "you just look at this and make a judgment that he killed. It's not rigorous."