Monument of Life and Death

   Chapter 898 A Potted Plant

   The security guy has nothing to do with his own business, but the forensic doctor did not intend to take him into the building to investigate, so he could only agree and leave angrily.

   The two forensic doctors did not give themselves too much time to sigh, they bent over and crossed the cordon and walked into the open door.

  The first floor is basically empty, except that there are many objects with unclear shapes stacked in the corners, and the owners of those objects should have long forgotten them.

There were several police officers surveying the corridors on both sides of the   . When the forensic doctor came over, he only had time to nod his head in a hurry, and then started a new job.

   "It's really hard." Qin Yin said.

   "Yeah." Asking Ling also said.

  The two followed behind the two forensic doctors and walked along the crumbling wooden escalator to the roof of the top floor.

   "This used to be a dance studio, and I still practiced dance here." When passing the third floor, the little apprentice pointed to the large classroom on the right.

  Master looked at the large classroom. The door of the classroom was open, and it was empty inside. From their perspective, they could only see half of the practice stakes fixed on the floor, the raised brown floor, and a large mirror.

   "You still dance?" Master asked with a smile.

   "Of course," the little apprentice laughed after pretending for less than a second, "It's a group activity organized by the class, you can't do it if you don't participate."

   In a blink of an eye, a few people came to the top floor, and the door to the roof of the top floor was also open. The four walked in and saw three or four police officers.

   "Old Liu!" The little apprentice called out the name of one of the policemen and walked up quickly, "It's hard work!"

  Old Liu was checking something, and after hearing the call of his little apprentice, he turned around and waved to the two of them, "You are here, just in time, just in time."

   He turned to his side, revealing what he was surveying—a pot of plants.

  The pot of plants was placed on the edge of the rooftop, and the branches and leaves looked lush. The flowerpot in which the plants were placed was made of white porcelain, which looked very holy.

   "What's this?" The little apprentice approached the plant, "Was it here before?"

   "Always," Lao Liu said, crossing his hands on his chest, "Maybe it was there when the incident happened."

   "Who would put a pot of plants here?" The little apprentice said to himself, looking at the surrounding scenery.

  The forensic doctor's father swiftly opened the work box, took out the gloves and put them on.

   "The plant is well cared for," the master looked at the leaves of the plant, then reached out and turned it over in the soil, "Someone is raising it."

   "Could it be the dead?" the little apprentice asked.

  Master shook his head, "I don't know yet, Lao Liu, send him back to the police station for testing."

"it is good."

   Lao Liu left the rooftop with the pot of plants in his arms. The little apprentice just wanted to walk forward, but he saw the master standing there and looking into the distance.

   The little apprentice followed Master's line of sight and looked over, "Master, what are you looking at?"

   "Have you been to this rooftop before?" The master didn't turn his head to look at him, but only asked.

   "No," the little apprentice shook his head truthfully, "Students are generally not allowed to go to the rooftop."

   "That building," the master raised his hand and pointed to a brand new building outside the woods, "is it a teaching building?"

   "Let's see... um, yes, it's a teaching building," the little apprentice said, "I used to take classes there when I was in school, and now the old building has been rebuilt, and it has a lot of style."

   "Does that pot of flowers have any meaning here?" Master lifted his chin, "Can the people in the teaching building see this place?"

"Speaking of which...it seems that you can really see it," the little apprentice said. "The classrooms in the teaching building are all facing north. Through the windows of the classrooms, you can just see the woods here. Of course, the higher floors can also be seen. I can see this old art building... Master, look, even without binoculars, I can see a few children in the classroom looking hard at it."

  Master narrowed his eyes, looked at the "several children", and pondered.

   "Master, don't you think this flower was raised by the school students?" said the little apprentice.

   "Huh?" Master turned to look at him, "I don't know."

   "Then what are you thinking?" The little apprentice looked at the master and then at the teaching building in the distance, "The deceased is not from the school."

   "I just... oh, it's okay, let's go in."

  Master wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. He skipped the little apprentice who wanted to protest and walked towards the depths of the rooftop.

  The other end of the roof was a mess. Several other policemen were surveying here. There was no fence on the edge of the roof. A policeman was squatting on the edge of the concrete and looked downstairs.

   "Forensic Doctor Shen, Forensic Doctor Xu." A police officer saw the two and nodded to them.

   The two also nodded, and the master asked, "Any new discoveries?"

   "There's a strange place."

   "There is something strange again?" the little apprentice asked, "Where is it?"

   "Here, shoe prints."

   "Shoe prints?"

  The policeman led the two to the edge, pointed to the two shallow shoe prints printed on the edge of the cement, and said, "If nothing else, the deceased fell from here."

  The shoe print is a little fuzzy, with some long scratches, like a comet with a tail.

  Master stood on the edge of the cement and looked downstairs. The pool of blood was indeed right below this location.

   "How come there are such traces?"

   The little apprentice wiped the two black marks, "Could it be that... the deceased was originally standing here, but one of his feet slipped and accidentally fell from here?"

   The policeman smiled and nodded, "This can explain the scratched state of the shoe prints."

   "Master, what do you think?" The little apprentice leaned over to Master, "You said that you need to make a judgment on the corpse based on the scene. This is the scene, but I still can't judge."

  Master tilted his head and muttered something.

"What did you say?"

   "I said, is this really the first scene?" Master looked at the messy objects around, "Do people really die here?"

   The little apprentice blinked, as if he didn't understand the master's words, "Where else could he be if he wasn't here? If he died somewhere else, how could he jump off a building here? Unless..."

   "Didn't you suspect that the deceased did not commit suicide before?" the master said, "I think, maybe this time, you really guessed it right."

   "Damn it, I was really murdered," Qin Yin listened for a long time, "Who murdered that? It's not ordinary people who can murder a serial killer..."

  Qingling nodded heavily.

   "Could it be a fool killed it?"

   "Huh?" Wen Ling wondered why Qin Yin had such an idea.

   Qin Yin was about to say something when suddenly, a distant bell rang through the entire campus.

   (end of this chapter)