Chapter 795

"Han Xinyue, I have to admit that you have a rich imagination and are suitable for being a criminal policeman, but you are a fantastic criminal policeman." Chu Jiang glanced back at Han Xinyue and slowly said that the word "whimsical" certainly had a taste of ridicule.

"How else do you know this... Blood flower?" Han Xinyue muttered, not so confident, because just after she finished speaking, she also felt that she had made a slip of the tongue, and there was no evidence, so she casually suspected that Chu Jiang was a murderer, which was indeed a little too much.

"It's very simple, because I've been to Africa, seen blood flowers, and heard the legend of blood flowers. If you decide that I'm the murderer, you can catch it at random in a tribe in Africa, which is a big basket, and you can do wholesale." Chu Jiang smiled.

"Xiao Li, don't you study forensic medicine? Go in and have a look. How long have you been dead and what weapon killed you? Is this the first crime scene?" Han Xinyue was told by Chu Jiang that he also felt guilty, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Yes, team Han." With that, Li Meng went in carefully.

Forensic police are equivalent to ancient works, which can find a lot of information from the body.

Just as Li Meng entered, Chu Jiang's mouth twitched, looking a little disdainful.

Han Xinyue looked at it and was immediately unhappy. When our criminal police handled the case, an outsider let you in, which has been extremely tolerant of you. At this time, you dare to curl your lips and show disdain. What do you mean.

Do you think it's great that you recognize blood flowers? It's just that you happen to know a kind of flower. What is it!

Yes, Chu Jiang jerked at the corner of his mouth and was seen as an insult by Han Xinyue, vice captain of the criminal police team.

"You can go. Just remember to pay the bill." Han Xinyue said coldly.

Her meaning is obvious. This is the scene of the criminal police case. Outsiders are not welcome here.

"Well, I'll leave with the last sentence." Chu Jiang was not angry, and slowly said, "This man should be the chef of this hotel. His death time was about an hour ago. He was killed by a very thin knife. And the murderer was a Wulin expert. The speed of the knife was very fast. When the knife had cut the chef's windpipe, he didn't feel it until at least ten seconds later. Of course, this bathroom was not the first scene of the crime. But why did the murderer decompose the body here and sprinkle so much blood, You have to ask the murderer about this question. As for fingerprints, there must be nothing. "

With that, Chu Jiang walked out of the box, giving people an unfathomable figure.

Han Xinyue held his chest high against Chu Jiang's back and said sarcastically, "you've seen too many detective dramas. How can you recite your lines? You... You think you're detective Di Renjie, a chef, a Wulin expert, and your sister in Wulin!"

Chu Jiang suddenly turned his head, showing a evil smile, and said, "no, I'm not detective Di Renjie, but my brother's surname is Chu, maybe... The descendants of Xiang Shuai Chu Liuxiang."

After Chu Jiang finished speaking, he made a signature move of Chu Liuxiang, the protagonist of Gu Long's novel - touching his nose, and then left in the most natural and unrestrained manner.

"Call the hotel manager." When Han Xinyue saw Chu Jiang leave, he immediately recovered his calm face and said to the policeman beside him.

"Yes, team Han." The policeman answered and went out.

About ten minutes later, Li Meng came out of the bathroom.

"How's it going?" Han Xinyue asked hurriedly.

"Han Dui, this man died about an hour ago. The fatal wound was that his windpipe was cut by a very sharp and thin weapon. There were no fingerprints left on his body and around him." Li Meng answered methodically.

"Ah!" Han Xinyue's face changed dramatically and he couldn't help exclaiming.

"What's the matter, team Han?" Li Meng asked with concern.

"You said... Could this guy be the murderer?" Han Xinyue asked Li Meng.

"An hour ago, it was almost when you led us to leave the police station to zuixing building, and... This guy should still be in the police station. Unless he can separate himself, he can't be the murderer." Li Meng pondered for a moment and replied.

"Then he seems to know everything." After hearing Li Meng's answer, Han Xinyue also felt that Chu Jiang could not be the murderer because of the evidence that he was not at the scene, so she muttered in a low voice.

"What?" Li Meng couldn't seem to hear clearly, seemed extremely concerned, and asked.

"When you went in, he said that the deceased should be the chef of the hotel. The time of death was about an hour ago. He was killed by a very thin knife. He also pointed out that the fatal wound was the cutting of the trachea. As for fingerprints, there must be nothing."

"What else is he talking about? The murderer is a Wulin expert. He stabbed very fast. The dead didn't feel it until more than ten seconds after cutting the dead's windpipe."

"Go on, make him look like a detective. Just now I was roast at him. But after you said so, he seemed to have said everything except the identity of the dead."

After Han Xinyue finished speaking, she frowned slightly. According to her intuition, she felt that this was an extremely difficult case.

"Team Han, did he say anything else?" Li Meng continued to ask.

"He also said something. In fact, I can see that there are no signs of fighting or struggling in this box and the bathroom. It can't be the first scene of the crime." Han Xinyue replied.

Li Meng's eyes flashed a trace of complex eyes at the moment, and there seemed to be nothing but surprise.

"Team Han, I think your... Friend may be able to help you solve the case." Li Meng admonished.

"Go!" Han Xinyue rolled his eyes. "He is a little driver. He should have seen too many detective films and made a nonsense, so he just got it right and helped solve what case. Xiao Li, when did you become a whimsical criminal policeman?"

After roast out, Han Xinyue gave Li Meng the words Chu Jiang had just returned to her intact.

When Li Meng heard the speech, he touched his head and smiled awkwardly.

At this time, the policeman came in with a man who looked like a hotel manager. Maybe he had heard of the murder in his hotel, and his face was panicked and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.

"Team Han, this is manager Zhang, the hotel manager." The policeman said.

"Manager Zhang, don't be afraid. I asked you to come here to confirm whether the dead person inside was an employee of your hotel." Han Xinyue said after a word of relief.

"Oh, good." Under the leadership of Li Meng, manager Zhang walked to the bathroom tremblingly.

"Manager Zhang, the scene inside is a little bloody and disgusting. You should be prepared." Han Xinyue was worried that manager Zhang fainted immediately after seeing the situation inside. He told him first, which was also a psychological preparation for him.

"OK. Ah --" manager Zhang said as he looked into the bathroom, and then his body softened. If it wasn't for Li Meng's support, he must fall to the ground.

Yes, manager Zhang glanced at the scene in the bathroom and immediately fainted, even though he was mentally prepared.