Tao Yiqiu shook his head: "Let's go, it's almost 1 o'clock. Everyone go back and get some sleep, so we can be refreshed and continue working tomorrow."
Then, Tang Yehuai asked her, "Where do you live? I'll take you there."
Is he going to make a move on her? Fu Hange never expected that he would be so proactive in this world.
She immediately cleared her throat and said, "Um... let's go to your place."
Fortunately, the group from the police station had already left. Tang Yehuai was so shocked that he almost choked on his own saliva.
Fu Hange knew he was shy; she was just teasing him. She waved her hand dismissively and said, "Never mind, I was just kidding. I just arrived and haven't found a place to stay yet. Just drop me off at the nearest hotel."
"Alright."
Tang Yehua found a relatively comfortable hotel for Fu Hange, and he paid for the room.
Returning to modern life made Fu Hange feel incredibly comfortable. She tried to breathe in the long-missed air in the night, and then... fell asleep.
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Inside the forensic lab, sharp surgical blades glide rapidly across human tissue, the stench emanating from within almost unbearable. Once the body is dissected, the physical phenomena that emerge become the sole objective.
When Fu Hange entered, the first thing she saw was human tissue and various organs, which were disassembled into eight pieces and placed on supports.
Fu Hange immediately felt dizzy and vomited before she could even run to the toilet.
It was a feeling she had never experienced before, faster than any nausea she had ever felt before, almost instantaneous, and then nothing at all.
Tang Yehuai didn't even look up, continuing with his work: "Even psychology experts and consultants feel uncomfortable about these things?"
Fu Hange could hear the contempt in his tone and retorted angrily, "Can't experts vomit? I'm only responsible for analysis, not the corpse."
After finishing his work, Tang Yehuai took off his gloves and said, "Okay, then analyze it. What was the motive? Also, how was the locked room faked?"
Fu Hange was stumped by the question, but she couldn't lose face in front of him, so she deliberately said casually, "Isn't the motive a revenge killing? As for the locked room, maybe you can figure out how he locked it by using a few different tools."
Fortunately, she reviewed the on-site statement that night, otherwise she would have known nothing about it when Tang Yehuai asked her now.
The man had finished his work, and the smell of disinfectant instantly filled his nostrils. He said, "If it were a revenge killing, why would it be a spur-of-the-moment decision? Besides, he didn't have any tools when he committed the crime that night. Even if we use tools to reconstruct the scene, it might not be accurate, and we might make the wrong judgment."
Fu Hange was stunned by what he said. A forensic doctor who knew all this? It seemed that her title was really too much of a compliment.
Fu Hange pouted unhappily: "Since you're so capable, what's your opinion?"
"I can't be sure what his motive was, but I know he must have known the victim for a short time, and he must have committed the crime more than once. In addition, he must be a mathematical genius."
Why is he a math genius?
Tang Yehua laughed: "He can set up a secret room and lock the door from the inside without any tools. How could he do that if he didn't understand some principles?"
Fu Hange retorted, "But what if this is his first time committing a crime, and he doesn't understand the principles, but he still locked the door from the inside?"
Tang Yehuai was speechless. For a moment, he really wanted to ask the bureau chief why she had the title of expert consultant.
First-time offenders wouldn't know how to clean up the scene, but this person was able to fake a locked room, which shows he has exceptional intelligence.
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