Metropolis: Attack, Fat House

A mobile hall.

"Do you suspect that there is a problem with the deceased's wife?"

Ye Qingzhu looked at Xiao Yao who was reading the call log beside him and asked.

"Well, I always feel that we are negligent in some places."

Xiao Yao carefully looked at the call log printout in his hand.

The above lists the call records of the deceased’s wife in the last six months in detail.

The wife of the deceased was named Zhang Cuiling.

He is twenty-nine years old.

Registered to marry the deceased Hong Qing four years ago.

have to say.

This Zhang Cuiling is very ‘home’.

A typical modern house girl.

There are few call records for half a year.

Most of them are phone records of ordering food delivery express.

Very few are calls with relatives and friends.

As Ye Qingzhu said.

When Zhang Cuiling reported the case, it was the colleague of the deceased who called.

All this seems extremely normal.

But Xiao Yao still feels something is wrong.

otherwise.

Why did that message pop out of my mind?

And this message.

Obviously, it is the hint given by the system skill ‘tracking’!

It seems.

Only when I went to see the wife of the deceased and found the reason.

"Sister, let's take a trip."

Xiao Yao said to Ye Qingzhu, "I want to see this Zhang Cuiling."

"Um."

Judging from Ye Qingzhu's experience, this is unnecessary behavior.

Since Xiao Yao is interested in investigating the case, she will not stop it.

This is a good thing.

I can watch my younger brother grow up a little bit.

Isn't it a happy thing?

The two came to a high-end community.

Entering the residential building where the deceased was alive, he took the elevator.

What was wrong with Xiao Yao's heart became more and more obvious.

"Sister, have you checked the last phone number of the deceased?"

Xiao Yao asked suddenly.

"nice."

Ye Qingzhu smiled, "It has been checked. Before the accident, the deceased received a call without real-name registration. Moreover, this call was a newly opened card, and only one call was made to the deceased."

"Did you trace the source of the calling card?"

Xiao Yao's eyes lit up.

"A certain treasure!"

Ye Qingzhu smiled bitterly, "It's useless."

"really!"

Xiao Yao sighed, "The murderer is indeed very clever."

"Otherwise, it would not be classified as a technical murder."

Ye Qingzhu nodded, "There is no trace of the murderer found on the deceased, and the forensic examination results have also come out. The cause of death of the deceased was that the ribs suffered a heavy blow, which broke through the internal organs and died. However, the frontal injuries of the deceased except for the face There is almost no damage to the neck and chest. Do you know what this means?"

"Before the deceased fell to the cliff, he was already dead!"

Xiao Yao said affirmatively.

If the deceased died by jumping off a cliff, it is impossible to have injuries on the face and chest alone, and at least other parts of the front will have scratches and bruises.

Why is it such a coincidence that only the face and chest are injured, and there is no injury in other places?

Obviously, the murderer was at the scene of the camouflage crime, creating a false impression.

"Yes!"

Ye Qingzhu nodded, "Your inference is the same as ours, but there is one thing you didn't expect."

"what?"

Xiao Yao was surprised.

"The reason for the death of the deceased was due to a heavy blow to the ribs. Remember, it was a heavy blow, not a blunt attack."

Ye Qingzhu looked at Xiao Yao and said solemnly.

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yao was surprised.

"The ribs of the deceased were probably broken by the murderer with fists and feet!"

Ye Qingzhu said in a deep voice.

"hiss!"

Xiao Yao took a deep breath, and his whole body was sweating.

Can ordinary people break the ribs of others with their fists and feet and cause death?

The answer is yes.

But this chance is very small!

Hypothesis.

If the murderer has this skill and power to break the ribs of others at will.

So, what kind of person will the murderer be?

"Is the murderer deliberately doing it?"

Xiao Yao couldn't imagine.

"It's not impossible."

Ye Qingzhu said indifferently, "So, the murderer we are facing is probably a special person who has received some special training!"

"..."

Xiao Yao's scalp is numb.

What kind of people have special training?

People in the professional fighting field, soldiers, civil warriors, and possibly fighting enthusiasts. Even the police and the armed police!

Trouble!

The elevator stopped on the twelfth floor and opened the gate.

Xiao Yao and Ye Qingzhu walked out of the elevator with calm faces.

Come to the door of the deceased's home.

Ring the doorbell.

Soon, there was a questioning voice in the house, "Who are you?"

"police!"

Xiao Yao spoke calmly.

For the first time, I opened my mouth to an ordinary person and said that I was a policeman. It felt so cool.

It made Xiao Yao a little excited.

My childhood dream was realized in this way.

It's like a dream!

The door opens.

A charming woman appeared in front of Xiao Yao and Ye Qingzhu.

The woman had a sad face, her eyes were blank and her eyes were red and swollen.

She is the wife of the deceased, Zhang Cuiling.

"Come in!"

Zhang Cuiling stepped aside and let the two enter the house.

Xiao Yao looked at the room.

There is no such thing as neatness, but it is not very messy.

Very modern home style of young people.

Of course, compare with other people's homes.

Xiao Yao admits that his doghouse is in a mess.

The sofa is seated in the lobby.

Zhang Cuiling brought drinks to Xiao Yao and Ye Qingzhu.

After she also sat down, tears flowed and she spoke first.

"My husband, how did he die?"*

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