The case handler nodded, recorded and then asked people to put all the leftovers on the table into small bags.
These are all the evidence at the scene. No matter whether they are useful or not, they should be taken back for reserve.
The cause of the patient's death remains to be ascertained.
"Wait a minute, you are going to take the food from our restaurant, which will cause the misunderstanding of the customers that it was our restaurant that poisoned it. I don't agree." As soon as the manager saw that the case handler wanted to take away the food from the restaurant, he immediately stopped and disagreed.
"If there is any problem with the food, everything will wait for the result of the forensic treatment." The eye color of handling a case is one cold, to manager prevent them to take away evidence, some impatient.
This is a hindrance to official business.
"It's impossible. The doctors over there all said there was no problem with the food at this table. You can't take it away." But the manager just doesn't want the police to take away the leftovers. He just doesn't want the customers to misunderstand him. Otherwise, there will be no business in the store in the future.
The manager refers to the metaphorical table, and the case handler finds that the only table in the whole tea restaurant is a clear stream.
Except for the other people at that table, they were all watching and gossiping. There were only four people at that table. At this time, one person was talking, while the other three were taking notes, as if they were very busy.
The four people who talked and listened attentively didn't even interrupt their case handling.
"Who said that?" The case handler glanced at the only female figure in the four, with a gloomy face.
This kind of unruly little girl they see more, either to cheat money by sex, or to use men's heart to engage in pyramid selling.
The manager said, "that's the doctor."
The case handler turned his lips when he heard the word "doctor". Everyone present looked like a doctor, except the little girl. She was too young.
The youngest doctor in the hospital clinic is older than her.
He ignored it and continued to investigate the scene. When he saw one thing, he took it and put it in a small bag with a label.
Of course, before I took these things away, I took a live photo.
A onlooker saw that the case handler ignored Yu SE's table and said, "that little girl just asked the police to call the police. She said that this person died of poisoning."
Hearing this, the case handler turned his head and looked at Yu se.
Pretty little girl, looks pure and pure, like a flower in bud. It's so beautiful that people can't move their eyes. The reason why he just moved his eyes is that he doesn't like the girl who is watched by three men, and inexplicably feels that the woman with three men is not clean.
"She asked you to call the police?"
"Yes, she said the man died of poisoning."
The people who handle the case think that's a little interesting.
A little girl asked to call the police, and then these people listened.
He raised his hand and said, "come here for a while, and make a routine inquiry on the spot and make a statement."
Yuse, because three people listen carefully, naturally she will be more serious. Otherwise, I'm sorry for such a "good" audience.
Especially Mo Mingzhen, she is embarrassed to fool Mo Mingzhen.
At least she is her elder.
Every time she is in trouble, Mo Mingzhen really rushes up and makes decisions for her wholeheartedly.
As a person, she has always been respected by others. She is still a person of ten feet. She compares her heart with her heart. As an old friend, Mo Mingzhen, she wants to continue to associate with each other.
As soon as the case handler pointed out that she was here, some onlookers came and said, "I'm calling you."
A few people suddenly woke up. Mo Ming really took a look at the investigators over there and didn't want to pay attention to them. "People can't come back to life when they die. We have already determined that people are dead. It's meaningless in the past. It's the job of the police to handle cases. Girl, go on."
"Good." The metaphor is not ambiguous. Mo Mingzhen is right. After half of her speech, she suddenly stops and wants to continue to talk when she comes back. All her thoughts are interrupted.
The person who came to call the police was in a hurry. "It's not me who want to call you. It's the case handler who wants to call you. They want to take a statement, because you proposed to call the police."
When Yu se heard this, he recalled that it was true, and then he got up and walked towards the other side of the case. Mo Mingzhen and his three men naturally followed up, for fear that the case would be difficult.
Originally, Mo Mingzhen was the only one among the three people who offered the metaphor as his ancestor. But now Xiao Jingtao and Li Xu are chasing Mo Mingzhen, and they have already offered the metaphor in their hearts.
"Hello, what can I do for you?"
The case handler took a look at the metaphor, "did you propose to call the police?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"This man died of poisoning. I suspect that he was poisoned on purpose."
"What do you mean? Are you implying that I did it? " One side, has been crying the deceased's wife opened the mouth.
Yuse lightly looked at the woman, "what are you nervous about? I didn't mean anyone. I just felt that you couldn't be wronged, so I asked you to call the police. In this way, who is right and who is wrong, and whether someone calculated that he died of poisoning, it's up to the investigators to decide. I'm from a little girl's family, but I just want to express my own views and opinions."She's very rational. She just says what she should say and gives everything else to the police.
While recording the case, the case handler listened to her. Before she finished, her eyes lit up. She felt that the little girl spoke in a reasonable way, which made people want to believe her. "How do you think he died of poisoning?"
"It's impossible. We all eat the same thing. I'm fine. He can't die of food poisoning." The wife of the deceased firmly denied it.
"It's not impossible, but he died of poisoning. I'm 100% sure." I don't know why, it's a feeling of hypocrisy to watch the wife of the dead cry.
I don't like it if I don't know why.
The people who handled the case listened more and more vigorously. "You said that you were 100% sure that the dead were poisoned? What do you use to prove it? "
When he asked this question, other people also looked at it. Before, the metaphor only said to call the police, but it never said that it was 100% certain.
"A little girl, how dare she say such a big thing? Three elder male doctors didn't say anything. What is she
"Well, that's taking myself seriously."
"Even if you have a few doctor friends, you can't easily determine the cause of death."
The case handler listened to the comments of the people around him. His eyelids jumped. He felt as if he had been taken away by the little girl. He even asked her to say why.
He just wanted to wave his hand to say that he didn't need the girl's explanation. Suddenly, the girl's eyes fell on the dining table, pointed to a certain place and asked, "where's the wine glass in front of that position?"
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