Chapter 4 IQ +1 again.
There was a rustling sound in the office; it was Lin Meiqi unpacking snacks.
He took out a star-shaped puffed food from the snack bag, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it with a crunching sound, his mouth moving like a little hamster.
She was staring at a pile of photos spread out on the table.
Someone walked closer and gently placed a lunch box on the table: "I bought you the pork chop rice, eat it while it's hot."
When Lin Meiqi saw that it was Liang Yifeng, she remembered what he said and suddenly felt guilty. She shook the bag of potato chips in her hand and said, "I just eat some junk food to relieve my stress when I am thinking about something."
"Then eat this." Liang Yifeng said.
Feng Charlie was standing not far away. He was originally talking to the police officer, but at this moment he was distracted.
"Shazhan, Shazhan!"
"Oh, I'm listening." Feng Charlie turned his gaze back.
The whole office seemed quite quiet at this moment.
After the visit, those who stayed behind were silent, thinking about the connection between the two cases.
Toxicological tests have been conducted, and Lin Meiqi confirmed that the second case was also caused by toxins in the straw, just like the first victim.
The first thing the interviewers need to investigate is the external relationship between the two victims.
Lin Meiqi clipped the potato chip bag with a small clip and put it aside. Then she held her chin and carefully searched the table for evidence that had been fixed in the studio.
In the first case, she vaguely felt that there was something she was missing, but what was it that made her feel strange?
After flipping through photos of plaster statues and looking at messy footprints on the ground, Lin Meiqi finally stopped at a painting. This was the painting that she had previously thought was a little strange, a painting by the victim Liang Mianqi.
The same hands...
She compared other people's paintings and saw the clues.
It's the different forms of light and shadow.
However, the students sat on both sides of the plaster statue and in different positions, so the light and shadow lines they saw would inevitably be different.
However, she imagined where Liang Mianqi was at the time, and found paintings drawn by the classmates who lived next to her.
The two people are very close to each other, so the shapes they form should not be much different.
Why does Liang Mianqi look like she is completely different from the people around her from her angle? It seemed like she was sitting on the far right side of the studio while painting, but she was clearly on the left side. Was the painting moved?
No, this painting has been approved by the female painter He Zhiting, and it has been compared with her previous handwriting, and the style is the same. Style is generally a bit difficult to imitate, not to mention that there is no problem with the signature.
Lin Meiqi closed her eyes and bit into the pork chops, which made a "crunching" sound and were filled with fat.
Wow, such delicious pork chops, golden and crispy. Where did Liang Yifeng buy them? Lin Meiqi sighed.
Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration, and the IQ points took effect, as if opening up her Ren and Du meridians.
Lin Meiqi picked up the photo of the painting in the evidence bag and walked towards Feng Charlie, taking the photo on the table.
"Sergeant, there's something wrong with this painting! In Liang Mianqi's painting, there's a black spot on the base of the plaster hand. I originally thought it was covered with dust from the footprints, but after a closer look, it's not the case. The painting itself has a black spot. But other than hers, no one else's painting has this spot. Sergeant, what do you think it looks like?"
Feng Charlie thought about it, pinching his chin with his fingers: "It's a mole."
Lin Meiqi nodded: "Bingo! It's a mole. And the different direction of the shadow of the hand in this painting shows that Liang Mianqi didn't refer to the plaster statue when she painted it. She also brought her own ideas and painted another person's hand! And that person should be sitting on her left side. The mole at the base of the thumb is the characteristic of that person. That person in the studio is not just her classmate, right?"
"They are a couple!"
The whole office was in an uproar when they heard Lin Meiqi's inference.
"Oh my god, we finally found Liang Mianqi's boyfriend. Forensic Doctor Lin, you are amazing!"
[Receive praise, IQ +1]
This time, the numerous compliments only gave Lin Meiqi an extra IQ point. Maybe the content of everyone’s compliments were similar, or maybe compliments on the same topic could only increase the IQ point once? Lin Meiqi guessed secretly.
"This discovery is a major breakthrough."
Feng Charlie patted Lin Meiqi's shoulder in appreciation and immediately contacted the interview personnel, "Find the student with the mole on his palm and bring him back to the serious crime team."
Lin Meiqi sat back in her seat and slowly finished her pork chop rice. It was so delicious that she was quite satisfied with the meal.
Liang Yifeng looked at her silently from a distance, thinking to herself, idols are so powerful. Just looking at Lin Meiqi made her feel happy.
In the afternoon, the visiting police officers finally found the only man in the studio who had a mole on his palm and brought him to the task force office.
"Our police officer has something to ask you. Please answer truthfully."
The man was of medium height, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans. He looked neat and tidy, but seemed a little timid, as if he was afraid of something.
He seemed to be quite introverted, and after walking into the serious crime squad office, he looked around cautiously.
Feng Charlie called him: "Are you Hong Zeyu?"
Hong Zeyu blinked and nodded, and his frequent blinking frequency revealed the fact that he was quite nervous.
"Don't be nervous, it's just a simple question."
Feng Charlie sat in front of his desk, tapped his fingers on the table, and motioned him to sit on the stool next to him, "Let me ask you, when Liang Mianqi was murdered, we asked about her boyfriend? Why didn't you stand up?"
"I... I'm not her boyfriend." Hong Zeyu spoke evasively.
Feng Charlie didn't waste any time talking to him and directly slapped the painting in front of him: "You have a mole on your hand, and you were sitting on the left side of Liang Mianqi. She compared it with the plaster statue, and it was actually your hand that was painted."
The man lowered his head in frustration. "Well, I was just scared. I didn't expect something would happen to her one day. I was afraid that if I admitted it, I would be listed as a suspect. Besides, we are breaking up and our relationship is no longer as close as before. I guess she painted me as a gift to save this relationship."
"Break up?" Everyone in the office was shocked.
"What conflict arose between you? Why did you break up?"
Female police officer He Wanyi poured a glass of water for Hong Zeyu and placed it in front of him.
Hong Zeyu was picking at the paper cup nervously: "The reason for the breakup is that she has someone else outside, and she has another ambiguous partner."
"Who is it?"
Hong Zeyu nodded: "I don't know who it was exactly, I didn't see him clearly, I just know he was wearing all black clothes and a hat, he must have been deliberately disguised. At that time I thought the man was afraid that I would find out so he was so cautious, now think about it, he might be the suspect."
Relationships started to get complicated.
Feng Charlie frowned: "So among the students in the studio, is there anyone who you think looks like that figure from behind? Or give a range."
The man shook his head. "I have compared them secretly myself, and there is really no student with a body shape very similar to that one. It is precisely because I don't know who it is that I am so distressed. She deceived me!"
"Two crimes have already occurred, and the remaining students are also in danger. Think about it as soon as possible. If you think of who it is, contact me immediately." Feng Charlie said.
Hong Zeyu left, but his suspicion was not completely cleared, after all, there was no evidence for what he said.
Feng Charlie sent people to guard near Hong Zeyu's home to observe his actions and arrest him immediately if he showed any unusual behavior.
Soon, the evidence against the second victim, Liang Nihong, was secured and brought back to the serious crime squad.
The same problem did not appear in Liang Nihong's paintings. When asked just now, Hong Zeyu also mentioned that he had nothing to do with the second victim. The clue is temporarily cut off here.
Lin Meiqi has a lot of work to do today. In the 1990s, poison detection was relatively mature, but it was not systematic. If we encounter some rare types of poisons, it is difficult to judge based on past experience.
She wants to create a complete archive of poisons so that various tests and classifications can be done more quickly in the future.
However, building this archive requires a huge amount of data. She needs to collect the basic characteristics of various types of drugs and put them into a computer library for easy access by herself and other forensic scientists.
I definitely won’t be able to finish it today, but I’ll do as much as I can.
When Lin Meiqi finished her work and came out to take off the forensic doctor's clothes, there was only one light left outside.
Sitting in the shadow is Charlie Feng, who is leaning back in his chair, seemingly still thinking about the case. The whiteboard next to him is densely covered with a network of relationships, but it is obvious that the network of relationships between the two victims has not been fully established, so the whole picture appears to be in a broken state.
Hearing the noise in the forensic room, Feng Charlie stood up from his seat.
"Do you want to go back? I'll take you there. It's too late, and it's not safe near the Kowloon Walled City."
"It's okay, I can just ride my bike."
"I'm worried. Let me take you home." He put on his leather jacket without saying a word and went downstairs. Lin Meiqi had no choice but to follow him.
Charlie Feng stepped on the accelerator and the car drove towards Kowloon Walled City.
The night in Hong Kong was brightly lit. Maggie Lin looked out the window at the brightly lit signs and felt as if she were in a dream.
"The chief medical examiner has been working so hard lately. Don't make yourself so tired. There is still a lot of work to be done."
Lin Meiqi said calmly: "I understand."
"I received a notice today. The idea is that since you have come to West Kowloon, they want to make full use of you. The forensic students are very interested in you and want you to teach them at the Police Academy. What do you think? Are you busy enough? If you don't like it, I will turn it down for you."
Lin Meiqi said: "No need to turn it down, I think it's great."
She thought, since there is a genius system plug-in, why not use it to the fullest, otherwise wouldn’t this talent be wasted? Although her IQ has only increased by three points, she feels that her brain is more useful than before.
The vehicle stopped at Ningyuan No. 1 near Kowloon Walled City.
Feng Charlie looked at the dim lights, as well as the red and green lights in Kowloon Walled City from afar. It looked quite creepy and he couldn't help but frown.
Lin Meiqi got out of the car and took a few steps when a little girl with pigtails came towards her and hugged her calf.
"Mom!" A crisp voice came out of the mouth, scaring Lin Meiqi.
I haven’t heard that the original owner had a child!
Is Maggie Lin married?
Feng Charlie sat in the car and lit a cigarette, which was rare. He put one hand on the steering wheel and slowly exhaled the smoke.
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