As expected , the next day, the newspapers all reported the Liu Fuqiang case.

The newspapers with conscience were very polite in their writing, leaving room for leeway, and only discussed the matter of a detective involved in a murder mystery. Whether it was an accident during the process of catching the murderer or a deliberate act, they did not make a final conclusion, but only discussed and reported the current information.

Some newspapers that only wanted to attract attention and increase sales were not so objective. They found all the extreme words and started to write about any position they found.

They put sharp words such as "murder detective", "serious crime detective who pushed someone to death", "police officers do whatever they want and don't care about the lives of citizens", "murder!" in large and bold words, and placed them in the most conspicuous places to attract citizens to buy and read.

When Jiayi went out in the morning, she flipped through the newspapers at Aganbo's newsstand and finally found a report on the case from a better angle in the Orange Daily. The

photo on the newspaper page showed the back of Uncle Jiu holding his son's hand and holding his little daughter when he left the police station.

It was a glimpse of the family walking through the reporters' blockade in the dark and heading towards the parking lot.

When the photo was taken, a media person's flash light was turned on, which happened to catch Uncle Jiu's back clearly.

The short hair on the back of his head was gray, and even though he had tidied his clothes and combed his hair with his five fingers before going out, it was still messy and wrinkled.

The little girl lay in her father's arms, her face buried in her father's shoulders and neck, with only one small hand grabbing her father's already wrinkled shoulders, leaving several deep wrinkles.

The little boy holding his father's hand raised his head and looked up at his father. Although the photo does not show the face, this pose also reveals that the children are sensitive to the atmosphere and are worried about their parents.

The author Nie Weiyan's perspective is "policemen as ordinary people". This special job makes them involved in various vicious incidents for many years, and they will inevitably be affected by these conflicts, just like Detective Lin.

They have a halo. The word "police" symbolizes justice and fairness. Their duty is to eliminate harm for the people and protect citizens. But in this process, there are always some people who are dissatisfied with the police's law enforcement. There are many stories in this. I will not elaborate on them. The author only discusses that when the police take off their skin, they are also ordinary people, fathers, and people with flesh and blood who feel pain.

Why do some newspapers think that the police are invulnerable and can attack them verbally without knowing the facts of the case? If they do not take the reputation of the police seriously, won't this chill people's blood? Won't it destroy the justice of this world?

When talking about halos, Nie Weiyan extended his words to more people with halos in this society, and discussed that when people discuss others, they should put aside those halos and look at things more tolerantly and objectively.

These people with halos include mothers who are strong because they are mothers; the rich and beautiful women in the world; the ordinary people under the skin of the police;

and the Filipino domestic workers who are tired and depressed even after enduring hardships. Why did the architects plan the houses based on the assumption that Filipino domestic workers could live in a concrete cave without being depressed? When building the houses, they designed a small windowless hole for those middle-class houses and luxury villas, calling it specially designed for Filipino domestic workers...

Nie Weiyan's pen kept turning and he wrote boldly.

After discussing the halos of these people, he mentioned that everyone should take off the halo.

He also advocated that everyone should take off the halo and return to their original self.

Chang imagined a world where there were no social shackles imposed on people, and no one shackled themselves for the sake of a certain personality halo. How free it would be, how much less mental consumption would there be, and would it be happier.

After talking about these, the author brought the article back to the Liu Fuqiang case and back to Detective Lin.

He suggested that everyone should first doubt, then think, and wait for the truth when seeing rumors. Don't just convict the old policeman based on the sound of wind and rain, and don't chill the hearts of every public official.

"..." Jiayi read the newspaper and was very convinced that this author was definitely hired by Mr. Guo from the Public Relations Department.

This chicken soup was drunk fiercely, just not mentioning the possible dark side of the case.

Her eyes fell on the article's signature: [Reporter of this newspaper: Nie Weiyan], Nie Weiyan... Such a familiar name, was it him who had boasted about being some kind of brave female detective before?

Jiayi breathed in the smell of dew in the air that had not yet faded away last night, put away the newspaper, and while riding her bike through the streets and alleys, she silently gave a little red flower to reporter Nie Weiyan:

Good reporter with positive energy, keep up the good work in the future, keep up the good work and continue to give the citizens chicken soup!

Nie Weiyan, who was still asleep in bed at a residence in Yau Ma Tei, sneezed loudly for no reason.

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In the early morning, no matter how late you worked overtime the day before, or how much work you had the day before, as long as the sun rises as usual, workers still have to go to work as usual.

Chen Guangyao, a senior chemist in the Forensic Science Department, climbed out of bed with difficulty. When he thought about being dragged by Fang Zhenyue to the Baishina community last night and walking around the neighborhood in the cold wind for a trace test, he felt pain in his waist, back and shoulders again.

He quickly shifted his attention and turned on the record player.

Listening to classic British songs, he relaxed and felt much better when brushing his teeth and eating breakfast.

In the warm house with bright windows, there were only the sounds of music and the touch of knives and forks on cups and plates.

He took the last bite of the crispy fried egg and let out a long breath, thinking happily that he could go to Yi Ji to try the specialties of Sun Xin, a mainlander, at noon or in the evening.

Order a steamed bean curd roll, a plate of mapo tofu, a big bowl of braised beef, and a bowl of steamed rice. Pour

beef sauce on the rice and eat it together.

When the mapo tofu is almost finished, break the steamed bean curd roll into pieces and dip it in the sauce with the aroma of beans, peppercorns, and minced meat...

With this expectation in mind, Chen Guangyao went to work in high spirits.

Just as he was thankful that he only had to complete the tests in the office today, another detective from Team B rushed in and pulled him outside into the autumn wind and hard work without saying anything:

"Brother Da Guangming, can you accompany me to the crime scene? I want to study again whether the footprints, drop points and movement patterns of the on-site investigation are consistent..."

Chen Guangyao tiredly raised his eyelids and looked at the beautiful policewoman in front of him. He had no time to appreciate the beautiful things, and only sighed:

"You people from Team B just don't want to let me go!"

He cried loudly in his heart.

"?" Jiayi, "Ah?"

"It's okay, let's go." Chen Guangyao got up weakly, put on his coat, took the small investigation box, mask, evidence bag and other items, and resigned himself to going to the scene with Jiayi for a second investigation.

There was no heavy rain in Hong Kong today, but the sky was overcast and a few raindrops fell from time to time to scare people.

After the passers-by rushed around for a while, they realized that it was not raining heavily.

God can also play tricks on people.

Thick anti-fall mats were laid under the steps of the crime scene, and everyone stood on the third and fourth steps to discuss the scene at the time.

This height is a height where you will not get hurt even if you fall.

Gary personally took the stage to play the deceased Liu Fuqiang, and Chen Guangyao pushed him hard from behind.

The first time, Gary fell on Chen Guangyao's side and did not fall on the other side of the fence.

The second time, Gary still fell on Chen Guangyao's side.

It's like pushing another person from behind during a chase. It's not easy to push someone from one side of the fence to the other side.

The third time, Gary tried to jump over the fence while running, and Chen Guangyao pushed him. This time, Gary finally managed to fall to the other side of the fence.

But during this process, he didn't know when Chen Guangyao would push him, so he didn't have time to bend over, lean over to grab the fence, or jump with the fence. Instead, he hit his knee on the fence and fell forward.

While sitting on the thick mat, Gary shared his thoughts loudly:

"After I fell over, if I wanted to grab the railing, I had to turn around and bend back to grab it. But in a split second, I had already thrown out more than a meter. How could I possibly turn back and grab the railing?"

Jiayi pulled Gary up, turned her head to look at the railing and said, "Let's try a few more times."

"Okay." Gary stepped onto the stairs without saying a word.

So it happened the fourth time, the fifth time... the nineteenth time...

"Brother Da Guangming, if Uncle Jiu was pushed, according to our repeated tests, there is no way he would have the fingerprints of one hand tightly grasping the railing and rubbing it, or the fingerprints of the other hand grabbing and lifting it." Jiayi stood on the three-story stairs, gesticulating while turning back to communicate with Chen Guangyao:

"But now the fingerprints collected by our forensic department are exactly what I said, right?"

"Yes, according to repeated tests, it is true." Chen Guangyao finished speaking and continued: "If someone pushed him from behind, then we now have dozens of test results to prove it. The marks left behind are either marks of clothing friction or just a quick flick of the fingers, which cannot be traced at all."

Jiayi nodded vigorously.

Gary climbed up from the thick mat, holding his waist with one hand and rubbing his thigh with the other. He tilted his head and smiled at Jiayi talking to Chen Guangyao, then nodded vigorously.

"And if he was knocked over and fell, there should be bruises on his knees or legs that gradually appeared after death. But the forensic doctor Sir Xu did not have this part of the autopsy report." Chen Guangyao took a deep breath and suddenly smiled at Jiayi:

"I will go to the UK to study forensics later. Why don't you come with me?"

"Ah." Jiayi was stunned. Why did they suddenly talk about further studies?

"Eleven is really hardworking, smart, and serious. I will go back to the forensic department for a meeting today and commend you by name. The laboratory technicians in the forensic department should learn from you." Chen Guangyao walked down two steps and patted Jiayi on the shoulder encouragingly.

"Thank you, Brother Da Guangming, then... the report on the push and fall..." Jiayi slightly raised her head and stared into Chen Guangyao's eyes, her eyes full of expectation.

"Give it to me, I will definitely write an absolutely detailed report for this case!" Chen Guangyao waved the notebook in his hand. He made detailed records of every test just now. He would not let Jiayi and Gary down for doing the experiment so seriously.

"Thank you, Brother Da Guangming!" Jiayi stood at attention and saluted on the spot. "

Thank you, Brother Da Guangming!" Gary repeated like a tape recorder and saluted crookedly.

"How did you think of this experiment? Did you stay up late to study last night?" Chen Guangyao asked as he walked down the stairs.

"Well, I borrowed a few books from the library yesterday and read them all night. They recorded some methods used by Americans and British to solve cases. I learned that such experiments can be used as evidence in court as long as they are accompanied by professionals and certified." Jiayi pursed her lips and smiled. She was in a sunny mood, but she was a little dizzy after not sleeping all night.

"Haha, as expected." Chen Guangyao wanted to pat Jiayi on the shoulder again. It was really great that young people had a studious heart and dared to delve into it and implement it.

And those foreign scientific identification methods... It seems that he also needs to learn a lot and grow a lot, otherwise he will be overtaken by the young people.

"Call it a day, go back to the police station." Jiayi put her hands together, and the three of them walked towards the car of Brother Da Guangming parked on the side of the road.

The work was done and accomplished. Even with the cool breeze, everyone was in a good mood.

Jiayi and Da Guangming were walking and chatting when suddenly five or six people came over, staggering and making a lot of noise, pushing and shoving each other as they walked. They were the kind of hooligans that would make passers-by frown.

Jiayi looked up and the leader stepped over and said with a smile, "Hey, Madam, are you here to investigate again? How's your murder detective? When is the trial? I have to go as a witness."

It was Zhao Zhicheng who framed Jiu Shu for pushing someone.

"If you want to go to court to testify, I'm afraid I will have to sue you for obstruction of official business. You have to go to court more than once, and I'll let you have your fun." Jiayi stopped and confronted Zhao Zhicheng with a cold face with her chin raised.

"Haha, what? Are you trying to scare me? Madam, do you think I was scared?" Zhao Zhicheng said, then turned around and looked at the other little hooligans, then burst into incomprehensible laughter, then turned back and continued to find fault and make trouble:

"Don't threaten me, madam, be careful or I will complain about you. How can you be a witness and be intimidated by a police officer?"

As he spoke, he approached Jiayi step by step, shouting loudly as he walked, and pointed at Jiayi's head with his finger in the air:

"But madam, if you beg me, I might be willing to be a false witness for you."

Gary was walking behind, dragging a thick anti-collision pad. When he saw this scene, he dropped the pad and rushed over to block Jiayi.

But someone was faster than him, running from the other side of the road like a hurricane, quickly passing Jiayi, rushing out from behind her, grabbing Zhao Zhicheng's collar, and roaring threateningly:

"What? Want to fight?"

Gary was stunned, and when he looked closely, it was the Hercules Qin Xiaolei? !

Zhao Zhicheng also reacted quickly. When Qin Xiaolei rushed over, he had already straightened his chest and raised his head, clenched his fists and prepared for a fight.

After all, he was a street urchin, and he would never be slow when fighting.

Jiayi recognized the man as Qin Xiaolei. While she was stunned, the two men had already rushed to each other.

Zhao Zhicheng swung his fist without hesitation and hit Qin Xiaolei in the face. Jiayi was so scared that she screamed, "Stop it."

Zhao Zhicheng snorted in his heart. He stopped when the police said "stop". Isn't it embarrassing?

But Yi Jiayi continued with the next sentence:

"Qin Xiaolei, stop it, don't beat Zhao Zhicheng to death!"

"?" Zhao Zhicheng frowned, and the next moment, his fist that he swung out with all his strength was trapped by a big slap. With a simple twist, it was pressed down.

Before he could scream in pain, a fist like Li Yuanba's drum-beating jar and golden hammer hit his cheekbone fiercely.

"Ah——" Zhao Zhicheng was hit and flung to the other side of the ground. His body touched the ground and he felt pain all over.

He rolled to the other side with his eyes wide open. When he covered his cheekbone, he felt that he was almost punched out of this world.

He coughed in pain and finally understood what Officer Yi meant.

Shit!

The next moment, Jiayi, Chen Guangyao and Gary came out to stop the fight and finally prevented Qin Xiaolei from throwing a second punch.

The other bastards took a step back when they saw Qin Xiaolei's bravery and did not dare to act rashly. Some even recognized that this was the scary hero who fought back against the murderer mentioned in the newspaper and turned around and ran away.

"Hey, do you want me to call the police for you?" Gary asked Zhao Zhicheng, who stood up with his face covered.

The cheekbones of the little brat were swollen and purple after being hit by a heavy punch. His face, which was not good-looking to begin with, became even more weird.

"Pah!" Zhao Zhicheng glared at Gary, made a fierce sound, and turned around and ran away quickly.

Qin Xiaolei looked at Zhao Zhicheng's back and snorted angrily, "Why are you so spineless? You're running away now? He hasn't beaten you enough, bastard!

" After staring at him for a long time, he was sure that Zhao Zhicheng would not come back, and then he turned around to look at Yi Jiayi and the others.

"Why are you here?" Jiayi raised her eyebrows and smiled and thanked, "Thank you for helping me out."

Qin Xiaolei's expression changed instantly, and he put on a silly smile. He rubbed his head and explained, "My boss was in a meeting here, and I had nothing to do, so I was just walking around nearby. I saw that person provoking you, so I came here."

"Don't hit people casually in the future." Jiayi couldn't help but admonish her again.

"Oh, I know, madam." Qin Xiaolei still smiled silly.

"Come to Yi Ji and sit down someday. I'll treat you to milk tea." Jiayi invited.

"Okay." Qin Xiaolei glanced at Gary dragging the anti-collision thick mat, and smiled silly at Jiayi again, then turned around and picked up the thick mat without saying a word, walked to Chen Guangyao's car, and stuffed the thick mat into the trunk.

"Thank you." Gary walked closer and looked at Qin Xiaolei with some envy. He also wanted to have such strength and size.

"Officer, you guys go ahead. I'll go wait for my boss." Qin Xiaolei hesitated and turned to look at Yi Jiayi.

After Yi Jiayi smiled and invited him to Yi Ji for a delicious meal again, and said goodbye to him and got in the car, he stretched his arms and turned to leave.

Chen Guangyao started the car and drove out of the parking space onto the road. Jiayi's seat was right next to Qin Xiaolei who was walking on the trail, so she rolled down the window and waved goodbye to him.

Qin Xiaolei saw Yi Jiayi and hurriedly stopped again, waving his hand like her.

When he smiled, his eyebrows curved and his eyes narrowed into a slit. He was simple and friendly, not at all like a fierce warrior.

Qin Xiaolei stared at the car passing through the intersection and couldn't see it clearly, so he continued to move forward. Thinking of the policewoman's sincere thanks and instructions to him, he couldn't help but feel happy and satisfied.

The sense of accomplishment of helping others makes people feel so happy.

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...

After Jiayi and her group of three returned to the police station, they received afternoon tea bought by Auntie Jiu.

There was ginger tea suitable for drinking after a cold wind, crispy egg bread, various snacks and drinks, and even sauce-flavored chicken feet pickled by Auntie Jiu herself.

Jiayi took a cup of hot drink, held it in her palm to keep warm, and asked Auntie Jiu:

"Is Uncle Jiu okay?"

"He's lying at home pretending to be a depressed handsome man. He was too embarrassed to send food to thank everyone, so he begged me to come. Men are really troublesome." Auntie Jiu took out all the things and placed them on the table, then sorted out her bag and said to Fang Zhenyue:

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone in Group B. We don't know how to thank you."

"No need, it's all our job." Fang Zhenyue was sitting at the table drinking ginger tea. After hearing this, although his face was still pale, he jumped off the table unconsciously, stood up and answered.

"Then I won't disturb you from working." Auntie Jiu smiled and said goodbye to everyone.

Everyone put down their food and sent Auntie Jiu away together.

Jiayi followed everyone with ginger tea in hand, and was smiling sweetly when she sent Auntie Jiu to the car.

Everyone's smiles relaxed only when Auntie Jiu's car drove away and could no longer be seen.

These people were very familiar with facing suspects and witnesses, but they would appear stiff and uncomfortable when facing colleagues, family members and elders.

Of course, Liu Jiaming, the community bull, was an exception.

...

Back in the office of Group B, Fang Zhenyue looked back at everyone and asked:

"How is it? How is everyone's progress?"

"We got some more transcripts, and they all said that they had seen security guard Liu Fuqiang sitting in the guardhouse taking medicine." Liu Jiaming waved the transcript in his hand.

"Although we didn't find Ximing's medical records from decades ago in the old clinic, the forensic laboratory technicians compared Liu Fuqiang's footprints today, and found that they were 87% similar to the footprints left in Ximing's criminal record many years ago." Sanfu also waved the forensic laboratory report he had just received.

"This is Liu Fuqiang's coronary heart disease medical record that I got yesterday, as well as the record of his drug purchases. The record of his long struggle with coronary heart disease is enough to prove everything." Jiayi pushed out a piece of evidence document on the table, and then another one:

"This is the confession record of the old doctor who treated Liu Fuqiang. Liu Fuqiang's symptoms have worsened recently. The old doctor advised him to get more sun, smoke less, and not stay up late..."

"We just did dozens of experiments with Brother Da Guangming. He will seriously write a comparison report of the marks of being pushed and falling with the marks of falling by jumping on the railing." Although Gary had tried to fall dozens of times and his legs and waist were still painful, he had a smile on his face.

"Madam has applied for a search warrant. Let's call our colleagues from the Forensic Department and go to Liu Fuqiang's house, shall we?" Fang Zhenyue waved the search warrant in his hand, drank the remaining ginger tea in the cup in one gulp, and threw the cup into the trash can.

"That house has been lived in for so long. Even if Mrs. Liu hired a housekeeper to clean the house, the Forensic Department's laboratory technicians would still be able to find enough footprints in the house. If Ximing only began to slowly erase his fingerprints after moving in, maybe he could find antique fingerprints in the house!" Gary said excitedly.

"Brother Gary, let's go search the house. Can you take a rest in the office?" Jiayi walked up to Gary and looked down at the rust and mud on his pants.

Although Gary never complained, she knew that it must be painful.

"Ah, is that so?" Gary scratched his head.

"You should rest at home, and urge the catalytic test report. Don't worry, we will come back with good news." Liu Jiaming put his arm around Gary's shoulder and walked out of the office with a smile.

Everyone went out, and Gary stayed at home.

After the detectives of Group B and two laboratory technicians from the Forensic Department arrived at Liu Fuqiang's house, they investigated for 4 hours.

The two laboratory technicians were determined to search the entire Liu family, moving furniture and beds, and not even sparing fingerprints in the corners.

In the end, hundreds of fingerprints were scanned in this room, plus Mrs. Liu's own fingerprints provided by her, and the search team returned with a full load.

Then the forensic chief worked overtime for two days to eliminate all Mrs. Liu's fingerprints and compare the remaining fingerprints with the fingerprints left in the old case files of Zeng Ximing.

Everyone waited anxiously until the evening of the next day, and hundreds of fingerprints were finally screened.

Brother Da Guangming personally went to the B team office to report the victory. There were 5 incomplete fingerprints in total, but they were matched!

One is the fingerprint of the right middle finger and ring finger behind the bedside cabinet, one is the fingerprint of the left middle finger and ring finger left on the bed leg, one is the fingerprint of the right ring finger and little finger on the inside of the old chair, one is the fingerprint of half of the left middle finger at the root of the chandelier, one is the fingerprint of the left middle finger and ring finger hidden on the iron sheet pressed by the door handle screw after the door handle is unscrewed, and the last one is the bottom of an iron box containing marriage certificates, old photos and other things piled on top of the storage cabinet in the old house, with only half of the little finger fingerprint.

Fang Zhenyue looked at the comparison file, and each of the detailed fingerprints excavated showed the craftsmanship of the colleagues in the forensic department.

Everyone really gave it their all and used all their skills.

Jiayi took the documents, read them one by one, and then held them to her chest. The place where the documents were pressed was beating, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

"Thank you, Brother Da Guangming, and everyone in the Forensic Department." Jiayi took a deep breath, unable to calm down her moved emotions.

Chen Guangyao laughed and asked cheerfully: "We already have so much evidence, we won't lose, right?"

"We will definitely win!" Fang Zhenyue nodded vigorously. Whether it is evidence that Ximing is Liu Fuqiang or evidence that Uncle Jiu did not push the deceased, it is enough!

Jiayi held the fingerprint comparison report in one hand and pressed the other records and documents on her desk with the other hand. Like a farmer who sees the bumper harvest in the endless wheat fields during the autumn harvest season, she showed a simple and cheerful smile.

It's enough!