Chapter 373 Blood Type A

On the way to the police station in Su Zhixiong's car, Jiayi saw through the car window an animal corpse lying on the side of the road. Several young girls were trying to put it in a cardboard box and bury it.

The flash of death made the heartbeat of the people who were caught off guard slightly increase.

Jiayi cast her eyes on the trees growing vigorously on the roadside and the grass sprouts rising in the cracks of the bricks. She tried to shake off the uncertainty that suddenly flashed on the way to the police station.

"Officer Yi, you follow me after entering the police station. Don't make noise or stop. Let's keep a low profile, ok?" Su Zhixiong whispered to her when they got out of the car when they arrived at the police station garage.

"I understand." Jiayi nodded, and then asked uncertainly: "Is it really okay?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao has already informed the superiors, and the internal department has also approved the compliance of an expert police officer like you to participate in this case as a consultant. It's just... after all, there are not many such situations, so we don't need to make a big fuss." Su Zhixiong explained with a smile.

"OK." Jiayi understood instantly. It is compliance, but it must be rare for detectives from two cities to work together on a case like this.

After entering the police station, the police at the police reception desk at the door cast their eyes on him.

When walking through the corridor and turning to an unknown place, many police officers who passed by nodded and greeted Su Zhixiong, showing that Officer Su has a good relationship with people in the police station. Those who greeted Su Zhixiong would also cast curious glances at Jiayi. It was not an everyday occurrence for such a beautiful plainclothes lady to follow Su Zhixiong through the police station.

When turning to the staircase of the morgue after the autopsy room, two female clerks hurried past with files in their arms. Suddenly, one of them stopped and turned back, staring and whispering:

"Madam Yi!"

"?" Jiayi turned back in surprise and found that the other person was a complete stranger.

"It's really you! The female detective of West Kowloon!" The female clerk police came closer lively and excitedly, and immediately handed a pen to Jiayi for her signature. She smiled like a flower and whispered excitedly: "Officer Yi, you are my idol. I just became a police officer this year."

Then she shook the documents in her arms, "Clerk police~"

"Hush." ​​Su Zhixiong, who was waiting on the side, turned his head and nodded to the female clerk police.

"Oh." The policewoman covered her mouth and took the signature from Yi Jiayi. She walked away happily, looking back every step. Even after walking a long way, she could still hear her voice: "How can I be so lucky today! I can actually see my idol in the police station~"

Su Zhixiong glanced at Yi Jiayi and saw that although she was still serious, her cheeks were rosy. The melancholy expression she had after seeing the dead animal seemed to have faded.

After opening the door, the two walked down to the basement side by side, turned around a few rooms, and finally arrived at the morgue No. 2.

Su Zhixiong greeted the guard, who took the number tag he handed over and walked to a cabinet. After unlocking it, he pulled out a cot and pushed it in front of Yi Jiayi and Su Zhixiong

. "Do you need to move it to the morgue?" Su Zhixiong turned around and looked at Yi Jiayi.

"No, this is fine. Thank you." Yi Jiayi nodded.

The guard looked at Yi Jiayi, then at Su Zhixiong, and then turned around and temporarily left Morgue Room No. 2.

"Is there anything I can do?" Su Zhixiong asked.

"No, I'm glad you didn't bother me. Thank you." Jiayi took a deep breath and the moment the cold invaded her lungs, she turned her head to look at the corpse -

...

Although Zhao Lide is not as capable as her elder sister, he is a person with airs and dominance.

When you can't convince others with your ability, sometimes you probably have to put on a fierce look or some kind of posture to scare others at once.

When he pushed open the door of the lounge, his body was still straight, and he looked like he was not drunk at all. He was a strong drinker.

But he refused the bodyguards who wanted to follow him in, ordered them to go play and leave him alone, and then closed the door and walked into the lounge. His gait instantly swayed - in fact, he had been drunk for a long time, but the pretense of never showing weakness in front of others was integrated into his bones and blood, and it would only be revealed when he was alone.

In fact, he was already very drunk. Not only was his speech unclear, but his vision was also blurry.

The beauties who persuaded him to drink were too enthusiastic. They coaxed him to open bottle after bottle of famous wine. He drank one glass after another. How could he resist?

He paced around the room for a few times. He originally wanted to sober up here and go back to play. However, he was getting drunker and drunker. After his willpower was gone, he could hardly stand.

He pulled the sofa to the table, picked up the bottle of mineral water on the table and took a big sip. When he felt a little better, the door was suddenly opened.

With him in the room, no one would dare to break into this dance hall at will, let alone walk in without knocking.

He looked up in a trance and saw a tall shadow closing the door, holding something and approaching him in the dim and ambiguous light.

When he got in front of him, Zhao Lide could vaguely see the other person's face. He frowned and tried to act like a big brother in his drunken state:

"How could you treat me like this?"

"Brother, you are drunk. I will take care of you." The man said as he stood in front of the table, looked at Zhao Lide carefully, waved his finger in front of him, and tried to pull Zhao Lide's arm and put it on the table.

Zhao Lide's eyes were very dull when he followed the finger, and he didn't react when his arm was put on the table.

The man was sure that Zhao Lide was indeed very drunk.

"What is this?" Zhao Lide saw the visitor take out something from a small bag. His eyes were dazzled and his head was beginning to feel dizzy.

"It's to help you sober up, big brother." The visitor said and poked the thing in his hand twice on the nail of Zhao Lide's left hand.

It was cold. Zhao Lide raised his hand and made a gesture to sniff it, but the visitor pressed his arm back on the table.

Then, before Zhao Lide could react, the needle had already pierced into his skin.

"What is it?" Zhao Lide wanted to struggle, but the visitor held his arm to stop him, and comforted him:

"It's a good thing that will make you happy."

Even if it can't kill him, it will make him addicted and he can't turn back, and he can't be a decent disciple of the Zhao family anymore... a 'good' thing.

"How could you come to such a place?" The drunk man seemed to have forgotten that he had said this before, and now he asked sternly.

"You are drunk and you are mistaken. I didn't come." After pushing as much liquid as possible into Zhao Lide's arm, the man quickly sorted out the things after removing the needle - as if he had practiced this action countless times, fast and neat.

The delicate process that could not be performed with gloves was over, and the next step was to deal with the scene. The visitor took out his gloves and put them on, carefully wiped off the fingerprints on the syringe with a cloth prepared in advance, then took the eldest brother's right hand, printed the eldest brother's fingerprints on the syringe, and pressed the thumb hard on the push button.

At this moment, Zhao Lide's hand suddenly moved, and the tip of the needle was knocked crooked and scraped the visitor's right wrist. In the blink of an eye, a scratch appeared on the skin, and a few drops of blood oozed out.

The visitor gasped in shock and hurriedly wiped the blood off his wrist with his sleeve. Putting the syringe on the table, he carefully checked whether there was any blood dripping on Zhao Lide's clothes and pants. After confirming that there was none, he wiped off the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Zhao Lide was already in a trance, his hands kept waving in front of him, he made meaningless noises, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, his eyes looked up in front of him, and his face was abnormally flushed.

The visitor did not bother to observe Zhao Lide's condition, but turned to the door and carefully opened the door to secretly look out. After confirming that no one was there, he closed the door and picked up the broom and other tools he had placed at the door

. He cleaned the house carefully, making sure that nothing he brought was left behind, and that his hair and other things were not left on the ground. He then backed up to the door while cleaning, and then took out a pair of leather shoes that he had prepared long ago from his bag, put them on, walked into the house with force, and then slowly stepped back out of the house following the footprints, took away all the things, changed his shoes, and when everything was in order, closed the door and left.

Even at the last moment, he did not think of taking another look at Zhao Lide's condition.

...

Coming back to her senses, Jiayi calmly walked around the body and watched the flow image several times.

Su Zhixiong watched Yi Jiayi carefully examine every inch of the body, trying to find new clues, and could not help but smack his lips.

A scary woman, looking at the corpse as intently as looking at an art exhibition... Could it be that all the detectives in Hong Kong's serious crime squads also have to master considerable skills in on-site investigation and forensic autopsy?

He already has too much knowledge and abilities to master just as a criminal policeman, how can anyone find time to do so many things?

Jiayi didn't know what Su Zhixiong was thinking with a bitter face. After watching the flow image to death, she turned around and asked:

"Can I take another look at all the evidence collected by the police?"

"..." Su Zhixiong pursed his lips in embarrassment, but after looking at Jiayi for a few seconds, he nodded reluctantly, "Then let's be low-key and leave after taking a look, ok?"

"OK." Jiayi nodded.

The two then turned to the evidence room. The clothes and shoes that Zhao Lide was wearing when he died were all in evidence bags and placed on the evidence rack.

Just as Yi Jiayi checked other evidence and was about to pick up the evidence bag containing shoes to take a closer look, there was a loud sound of footsteps outside the door.

Jiayi and Su Zhixiong looked at the door at the same time, and the next moment they saw Tian Hu's slightly plump figure blocking the door, looking around the house with a slightly red face.

When he saw Yi Jiayi, he was stunned for a moment, then strode over and extended his hand to Yi Jiayi with great enthusiasm:

"Officer Yi, I've heard of your name for a long time, and finally meet you!"

"Hello, Sir Tian." Before Su Zhixiong opened his mouth to introduce him, Yi Jiayi seemed to have recognized Tian Hu, and shook his hand back, shaking it politely.

"You know me too?" Tian Hu raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Sir Tian has a work badge on his chest." Jiayi pointed to Tian Hu's left chest embarrassedly.

"Oh, hahaha, you are worthy of being a detective. Your observation skills are incredible." Tian Hu looked at Yi Jiayi and couldn't help but sigh: Heroes emerge from youth, wow.

"Ahem." Su Zhixiong coughed twice in embarrassment to remind him.

Tian Hu quickly became serious and asked Yi Jiayi in a serious tone: "Officer Yi, did you find anything suspicious on any of the evidence?"

"I'm still looking, not yet." Jiayi turned her head and looked at the evidence rack again.

"It doesn't matter, you continue to check, and if you have any questions, feel free to ask, I will answer you here." Tian Hu's sense of service is particularly good. He stood beside Yi Jiayi with his hands behind his back and was not ready to leave.

Finally meeting Yi Jiayi, he still had to find a way to hook Yi Jiayi and say a few more words, maybe he could come up with some inspiration about some research direction.

There is no reason why Tannen and Chen Guangyao can get inspiration from Yi Jiayi, but he, Tian Hu, can't.

Su Zhixiong, who was squeezed to the back row, touched his nose and walked aside with interest.

Jiayi continued with her previous action and picked up the pair of leather shoes.

The dust on the soles had been collected by Tian Hu and his team before. The fingerprints and other information on the shoes had been checked after Zhao Lide's body was found, and there was nothing suspicious - because it was polished too bright, not even a fingerprint was collected.

The cotton wool and other materials inside the shoes were also tested, but nothing was found.

Apart from the dust on the soles and footprints, there was basically nothing else worth paying attention to about this pair of shoes.

But Jiayi still looked at the shoes carefully several times. When she was about to put the shoes back on the evidence rack, she stopped again, as if she suddenly discovered something and brought the shoes to her eyes again.

Then, she walked under the light and continued to look at it.

Seeing her look, Tian Hu moved closer with some doubt.

At this time, Jiayi turned around, handed the shoes to Tian Hu, and asked softly:

"Tian Sir, look here, is there a dark spot under the shadow of the tongue?"

Tian Hu took the shoes, moved closer to the light, and looked at it carefully from a different angle.

He suddenly raised his head, stared at Jiayi, suppressed his previous silly look, and said solemnly: "You guys follow me."

Then he took the evidence bag and quickly turned to the laboratory on the other side of the corridor. As soon as he stepped in, Tian Hu said to the assistant:

"Cotton swabs, human blood test strips."

"Here they are." The assistant immediately got busy, prepared everything, and walked into the chemical laboratory with Tian Hu.

Su Zhixiong and Jiayi were waiting at the door. Su Zhixiong looked puzzled, while Jiayi was waiting calmly, as if she knew exactly what would happen.

"What did you find?" After a few minutes, Su Zhixiong finally couldn't help asking.

"It might be a drop of blood." Jiayi turned around and answered, and the laboratory door opened.

Through the crack in the door, Yi Jiayi saw Tian Hu seal the blood-soaked cotton swab in a test tube and carefully put it in a special box. After telling his assistant a few words, he walked out of the laboratory and said to Yi Jiayi and Su Zhixiong:

"It's human blood, type A, different from the deceased Zhao Lide's type B blood."

"It's someone else's blood!" Su Zhixiong took a breath and stood up involuntarily.

"Yes." Tian Hu nodded, "I will send the blood for DNA testing immediately. If we can get the suspect's blood for comparison, we can determine who is innocent and who is very suspicious." Just as

the two were excited about their new discovery, Yi Jiayi, who was standing next to them, did not seem to be infected by their emotions, but asked rationally:

"If there are drops of blood, what scratched this bleeding person?"

"The scene..." Tian Hu tried to think.

After a few breaths, Tian Hu and Su Zhixiong said in unison:

"Syringe!"

Tian Hu immediately left the two people behind, and his slightly fat body ran fast.

After a while, he returned with the evidence bag containing the syringe, turned around and went into the laboratory to do trace element testing.

Fortunately, Tian Hu is the best blood stain expert in Taiwan. All his applications were approved. In this laboratory, he has the most advanced equipment in Asia.

After a few minutes, he failed to collect enough blood for testing at the tip of the needle. So the blood at the tip of the needle could be the murderer's blood or the deceased Zhao Lide's blood.

So for the time being, there is no way to completely confirm that the drop of blood is the murderer's blood. After all, others can say that blood accidentally dripped on the shoes when they had contact with Zhao Lide elsewhere.

"The blood could only have been left there by someone who had met Zhao Lide that day, because the Zhao family's servants would carefully polish the shoes of the eldest master every day." Jiayi said,

"If the person who left the blood was someone who had never seen Zhao Lide that day, then it would be very suspicious."

"The bodyguard of the deceased can testify who Zhao Lide had seen that day." Su Zhixiong said.

"If the blood was not from these people, then it could only have been dripped when Zhao Lide was alone?" Yi Jiayi continued.

"That's right!" Tian Hu also clapped his hands with a sense of participation.

"We know that not enough blood was collected on the tip of the needle, but the murderer doesn't know that." Jiayi finished, with a slight smile on her lips: "If Officer Su goes to the Zhao family to collect blood from everyone, if the murderer is really among these people, it will be enough to scare the murderer. I will then reveal the news at the Zhao family, saying that Sir Tian has introduced trace element testing technology and has sent the blood of another person that dripped on the leather shoes and scraped on the needle tip for testing."

"The murderer will panic." Su Zhixiong said excitedly. Now that they have the blood evidence, if the murderer loses his hands and feet at this time and does something inappropriate, they may be able to solve the case!

Jiayi immediately raised her right palm. This is the morale-boosting action she and her teammates in Group B will do after making great progress.

Su Zhixiong looked at her palm and raised his hand to clap. Tian Hu, who was standing next to him, was quicker than him and clapped his hands vigorously with Yi Jiayi, making a rather sensual "pa".

The few of them smiled in tacit understanding. In such a short time, a different kind of friendship was born.

...

One hour later, under the supervision of Mr. Zhao, the two young masters and a young lady of the Zhao family, the widow of Zhao Lide, and Mr. Zhao's second wife, Zhao Lin, all had a tube of blood drawn one by one. Soon,

the blood type test results were issued:

Zhao Lin was type A, the third young master Zhao Liqin was also type A;

Zhao Liwan was type AB, Zhao Er was type B;

the widow Zhao Wang Yuqing was type O.

There are two people who match the blood type on the shoes of the deceased, Zhao Lin and the third young master Zhao Liqin.

And the footprint analysis temporarily ruled out the suspicion of women, so...

Yi Jiayi's eyes finally fell on Zhao Liqin -

in the flow image, she saw the third young master Zhao who still had a student's face.

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