Teaching Building Female Corpse Case (4)

She took a taxi back to Zhou Jie Li's school. The bureau had a rule that one could not act alone at a scene, and she was still a trainee police officer, so she had to be accompanied by an elderly person. So she decided to go and come back quickly, but she had to confirm what the memory scene of today was about.

Under the guise of the Korean team's "imperial edict", after explaining the situation to the police officers protecting the scene, she walked straight into the crime scene. The furnishings at the scene remained unchanged. The only difference was that the location where Zhou Jie Li was killed was marked with a shape drawn with chalk.

She had not learned any criminal investigation techniques, so she could only take a cursory look at the situation at the scene.

There was a photo of Zhou Jie Li on the table. She looked at it carefully and found that she was definitely a beauty. She was good at dressing up, so she looked bright and charming.

After looking around, she found nothing. Just as the trace inspection report described, there were no signs of damage or movement on anything, and there were no signs of prying or damage on the doors and windows.

There is hardly any other possibility except that the crime was committed by an acquaintance.

Mu Zhiquan and Zhou Jie Li must be familiar with each other, because Mu Zhiquan said today that Zhou Jie Li would take the initiative to greet him. If Mu Zhiquan approached her while patrolling at night, Zhou Jie Li would probably open the door. Zhao Guanghui is Zhou Jie Li's husband, and if he came to visit her late at night, Zhou Jie Li would definitely not refuse.

So who is the real murderer? One of these two must be lying. Is it one of them?

Without evidence, everything is empty.

Meng Siqi's last step stopped in front of the chalk drawing. This morning, she clearly remembered that when she passed by this place, a magical picture flashed before her eyes. She wondered if it was guided by some kind of magnetic field.

However, after standing around the chalk drawing for a long time without any reaction, she began to suspect that she might have imagined it.

Just as she was thinking, a breeze blew in from the window and she felt a coolness on her back. The room seemed chilly, so she quickly walked out.

I took a taxi back to the police station and found that the Korean team had not returned yet. Did they encounter any accident during the arrest?

After the round trip, she still felt carsick. She washed her face in the restroom and returned to the office when her phone rang. She picked up the phone and it was Zhao Leiting. "Meng Siqi, pack up my and Lao Tang's daily necessities. I'll come back to get them later."

Meng Siqi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Zhao Leiting, didn't you go to arrest him?"

"Stop talking about it." Zhao Leiting complained, "When we passed by, Zhao Guanghui was taking poison to commit suicide!"

"…Suicide?"

"He kept shouting that he wanted to die together. If the drug hadn't expired, he would have died by now. He will have his stomach pumped in the hospital. We will stay in the hospital tonight and monitor him."

Zhao Leiting said excitedly: "However, we found important clues in his home. Zhou Jieli proposed a divorce agreement. This may be the real motive for the murder... By the way, let's not talk about it for now..."

"Okay, I'll clean it up for you guys right away."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Siqi fell into self-doubt again. Zhao Guanghui's motive for murder was indeed too obvious. He must not want Zhou Jie Li to leave him, so he turned love into hate and went astray. This divorce agreement seemed to confirm that the murderer was Zhao Guanghui.

Normally, everyone had to stay overnight in the bureau, so daily necessities were very complete. Meng Siqi packed a bag for the two of them according to their names.

At this time, a woman in her twenties in a white uniform walked into the office. Meng Siqi recognized her and had met her in the morning. She was forensic doctor Chen Jierong.

She took a look at her for the first time. Chen Jierong was about the same height as her, and was tall. She had long black hair and a beautiful oval face. The black part of her eyes was very bright, and she looked very elegant. If she wasn't wearing this white uniform, it would be hard to imagine that she was a forensic doctor who came into contact with corpses all the time.

Chen Jierong held a report in her hand and asked her, "Is the Korean team not here?"

"Forensic Doctor Chen, the Korean team should be at the hospital right now."

"The stomach contents test report is out. Remember to hand it over to him when you get back."

Meng Siqi took the report and asked curiously, "Mr. Chen, are there any new findings?"

Chen Jierong said: "We extracted a small amount of benzodiazepines in her gastric juice."

"Benzodiazepine?"

"These drugs have hallucinogenic effects and can cause people to experience adaptive amnesia."

Meng Siqi finally understood that the murderer had used drugs, so there were no signs of resistance or struggle at the scene. This provided a lot of evidence as to why Zhou Jie Li did not resist strongly, but it could not prove the identity of the murderer.

She wanted to tell the Korean team the evidence as soon as possible, but when Chen Jierong was about to leave, she urgently made a request: "Forensic Doctor Chen, the Korean team asked me to collect more evidence. Can I go to see the deceased?"

"Of course."

Following Chen Jierong to the autopsy room, Meng Siqi felt a piercing chill. She was actually very afraid of this kind of thing, but in order to find evidence, she had to go ahead.

Zhou Jie Li actually doesn't look scary anymore. It may be because the forensic doctors have made special treatments. Her eyes are closed, and her eyelashes even show a bit of stubbornness.

Meng Siqi deliberately stood a short distance away and looked at Zhou Jie Li's whole body. Except for the neck, there were no obvious injuries. These should be clearly written in the autopsy report.

Moreover, under the influence of the drug, Zhou Jie Li was unable to resist.

Facing a completely lifeless corpse, Meng Siqi felt an inexplicable sigh in her heart. She had seen photos of Zhou Jie Li and she was a beauty. At this moment, she even had the urge to go forward and comfort her hand.

"Has she really been violated?" Meng Siqi still asked this question slowly. After all, she didn't believe that Zhao Guanghui would really do such a thing to his wife.

"It should be called attempted rape," Chen Jierong said, "or the murderer tried but failed."

Meng Siqi didn't ask any more questions. She carefully observed Zhou Jieli's body again.

Out of curiosity, she found a tiny mark on the victim's neck. It was not obvious, and looked like it was caused by a hard object the size of a coin.

"Forensic Doctor Chen, what is this little red mark?" She pointed with her finger.

Chen Jierong went forward and observed carefully. "We have found it before. It may be left by the deceased before his death. It seems to be cut by a button on his clothes."

Could it be that the button on the murderer's sleeve was rolled out? Meng Siqi did not think about it any further. Her eyes stayed on her face. Her hair was spread out. She found that Zhou Jie Li had a pierced earlobe, and the piercing was slightly black.

She could imagine how beautiful and delicate Zhou Jie Li looked when she wore the earrings. But it seemed like something was missing.

What is missing?

Suddenly, Meng Siqi felt dizzy and a familiar scene appeared before her again.

In the picture, a pair of emerald green earrings were carefully and tremblingly taken off the woman's earrings, and were put into the back cover of the flashlight by a rough hand...

This time she did not miss any details. On the back cover of the flashlight, she saw the crooked word "Quan" carved with a knife.

After this scene disappeared, her breathing became noticeably rapid and her chest rose and fell violently, but she was much calmer than the first time.

Chen Jierong seemed to notice her abnormality and asked her in a caring tone: "Xiao Meng, are you okay?"

"Oh, it's okay." Meng Siqi forced a smile, "It's rare for me to come into such close contact with... a corpse. Thank you, Forensic Doctor Chen, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"good."

Ten minutes later, Meng Siqi ran back to the office breathlessly. She wanted to call Zhao Leiting, and Zhao Leiting happened to walk into the office. She said calmly and excitedly: "Zhao Leiting, we found evidence! Evidence of the murderer!"

"What evidence?"

"It's hard to explain in one sentence. Let me tell you in the car."

The car was heading towards the high school. Meng Siqi, sitting in the passenger seat, explained, "Earrings. Zhou Jie Li lost a pair of earrings. If we find the earrings, we will undoubtedly find the real culprit."

"Are you saying that the murderer took Zhou Jie Li's earrings after the murder?"

"right."

"How did you know that Zhou Jie Li lost her earring?"

"It comes from a woman's intuition."

"Intuition?"

"It's not entirely intuitive. There is a photo of Zhou Jie Li wearing a pair of earrings, but there are no earrings among all of Zhou Jie Li's belongings now."

Zhao Lei Ting glanced at her slightly while driving, and when he turned his head and looked forward, he asked again: "Then, how did you determine that Mu Zhiquan was the murderer?"

Meng Siqi couldn't bring herself to say the word "Quan" that she saw. She thought about it and could only make up a story. "Think about it, Zhao Guanghui said he didn't go to school, and Mu Zhiquan said he did. One of them must have lied, and the one who lied must be the murderer. Who do you think is more likely to have taken the earrings?"

"Whether he was motivated by money or had some other purpose, Mu Zhiquan is indeed more suspicious."

Meng Siqi nodded heavily, and was very happy that Zhao Leiting agreed with her opinion so quickly.

Halfway through the journey, Meng Siqi asked, "Should we apply for a search warrant from the Korean team to search Mu Zhiquan's workplace and home?"

Zhao Leiting curled his lips: "After all, this is all your guess. What if the direction is wrong? The Korean team has such a bad temper... Let's go to the security room first. We will handle special matters in a special way. If we can't find any physical evidence, we will go to the hospital."

After a while, the car arrived at the door of the school security room. This high school is relatively old, and the security room is not very big and rather dilapidated, with the outer walls peeling off.

The school has been sealed off, and except for the police officers on duty, all the school security guards have been given holidays.

After explaining their purpose, the two went straight into the security room. The room was simply furnished with a very conspicuous metal cabinet placed in the corner of the wall.

There was a long round-handled flashlight on the table. Meng Siqi was startled. She turned her head and the word "Quan" on the back cover of the flashlight immediately came into her sight.

The earring should be in the flashlight, but she paused and pretended not to see it.

Without saying a word, Zhao Leiting picked up the flashlight on the table and smashed it towards the lock. After a few clicks, the cabinet opened.

Meng Siqi swallowed, fearing that the earring inside would be broken.

Zhao Lei Ting took out a notebook, ID, several invoices, and a metal box the size of a soap box.

Zhao Lei Ting shook it lightly, and a crisp tinkling sound came from inside.

Zhao Leiting glanced at her, his pupils brightened a little, he pushed hard with his fingers, and the lid of the box opened.

At that moment, the light in his eyes suddenly disappeared. There was nothing in the box except coins and a marble.

After putting the things back, Zhao Leiting searched the cabinet again, but found nothing.

Next, Meng Siqi cooperated with him to search the entire security room. The security room was not big, and there was nothing else except cabinets and desks and chairs for writing.

Zhao Leiting searched almost every corner he could find, but he still couldn't remember the flashlight.

"Did he take the earrings home?" he asked in a more certain tone.

Meng Siqi had to remind him, "Did you miss something?"

Zhao Lei Ting glanced around again, and finally his eyes stayed on the phone for a few seconds.

Meng Siqi asked: "You don't think the earrings are hidden in the phone, do you?"

There was a landline on the table, and it had actually been checked just now, unless the phone was disassembled. Zhao Leiting picked up the phone, "Why don't we call and ask the Korean team to go to Mu Zhiquan's house to search." However, he put it down again after he finished speaking, his brows slightly locked, "How about this, let's go to the hospital first and discuss it with the Korean team."

As soon as Zhao Lei Ting stepped out of the door, she shouted, "Hey, wait a minute."

She picked up the flashlight that was lying quietly on the table and shook it. "This one hasn't been checked."

This old-fashioned flashlight was equipped with a large battery. Meng Siqi felt that if he hid the earrings inside, no one would notice.

She tried to twist the back cover of the flashlight. Since it had just been pried open, the back cover was a little tight. Zhao Leiting understood and took the flashlight from her hand. He twisted the back cover open with sudden force. The large battery was not moving. Something must be stuck inside.

Although she had the guidance of her memory, she was not sure whether the physical evidence had been transferred, which made Meng Siqi a little nervous.

Zhao Leiting's hand also trembled slightly. He pulled out the battery with all his strength, and there was a hissing sound, as if there was a sound of something rubbing against metal.

The battery was pulled out, and an eardrop slipped out and landed on Zhao Leiting's palm. His mouth was open almost wide enough to fit an egg.

The emerald green earrings, shaped like fallen drops of water, sparkled crystal clear in the sunlight shining through the window, and were almost exactly the same as the earrings in Meng Siqi's memory.