Rebirth Seventy Little Spicy Daughter-in-law

Sheng Anning slapped Song Xiuyan: "Don't be stunned and hurry in. You know where the morgue is."

Song Xiuyan naturally knew that it was not far from here and there was no obstruction around. However, walking here would inexplicably make people feel chills on their spines.

Sheng Anning followed Song Xiuyan into the morgue in the dark. There were five or six beds in a row, and corpses were placed on three of the beds, covered with white cloths.

Song Xiuyan first went over to look at it with a flashlight, pointed at the second corpse, and said in a low voice: "This one."

Sheng Anning went over, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and covered the flashlight so that the light emitted would not be too dazzling and would not be easily noticed by outsiders.

Song Xiuyan was silent for a moment. He even suspected that Sheng Anning had also returned from the special forces.

Sheng Anning looked at the left and right sides of the deceased's neck. There were indeed obvious strangulation marks. He pinched open the deceased's mouth and nose, took a look inside, and rolled his eyelids.

Finally, every finger of the deceased was carefully examined.

Song Xiuyan paid attention to the movements outside and looked at Sheng Anning's movements. It was as if he was facing a corpse, as if he was picking pork.

If it had been any other girl, she would have screamed in fright.

While Song Xiuyan was stunned, Sheng Anning took off the deceased's clothes and looked at them carefully before neatly tidying up his clothes, returning to his appearance when they first met, and said to Song Xiuyan: "Okay, we can go.

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Song Xiuyan took the flashlight and looked at it carefully before he and Sheng Anning quietly touched it out.

Meeting up with Zhou Shixun who was said to be at the wall, the three of them returned to the guest house together.

First, he went to Song Xiuyan's room. Sheng Anning came in and directly stated his findings: "There were strangulation marks on the neck of the deceased, but he did not die from hanging, but from poisoning. He noticed that there was a slight blackening, two black marks were obvious, and the buttocks were

There are obvious needle holes on it.”

Song Xiuyan looked at Sheng Anning in shock, "I wonder how you could tell this. He just saw that the other party died of poisoning."

Some didn’t understand: “You said the poison was injected from the buttocks?”

Sheng Anning nodded: "Yes, maybe the situation was urgent at that time, and the needle was deflected, and it was accidentally stuck on the buttocks, so the toxin between the two buttocks was heavier. And the deceased was killed at the Public Security Bureau."

Song Xiuyan couldn't help but sigh: "Are you so bold? You dare to kill someone in the Public Security Bureau."

But it shows that the other party is angry and angry.

Zhou Shixun saw that Sheng Anning was keeping her fingers raised when she was talking. Apparently he couldn't stand his own hands, so he silently went to get a basin of water and asked Sheng Anning to wash her hands.

Sheng Anning blinked and smiled. The old man was still very careful. He went over and washed his hands carefully with soap.

But in my mind, I kept thinking about the blood type of the real murderer, and a picture suddenly flashed through my mind. It was when I and Xiaozhu saw a man who looked like Zhou Changyun at the door of the hotel that day.

He stood up excitedly and looked at Zhou Shixun: "Do you still remember the night we had wontons? When Xiaozhu and I were washing our hands, we saw a man who looked very much like Zhou Changyun."

Song Xiuyan thought for a moment before he remembered who Zhou Changyun was: "Zhou Changyun?"

Sheng Anning continued: "The real murderer also has type AB blood, and so does Zhou Changyun. And I saw a man who looked like Zhou Changyun. Now that I think about it, that figure is quite similar to the real murderer. Do you think it could be the same?

one person?"

Song Xiuyan frowned: "Because they look similar, their blood types will also be similar?"

Sheng Anning shook off the water droplets on her hands: "It's not important. We just try to turn everything impossible into possible. What if there is a connection? Solving a case is not about not letting go of any details."

Zhou Shixun frowned: "It's really similar?"

Sheng Anning nodded: "It's very similar. Why don't we keep an eye out to see if there is anyone who looks like Zhou Changyun in the city? Anyway, he didn't harm us this time and he will definitely not stop."

Although Song Xiuyan felt that these were not logical at all, and were even just clues pieced together by Sheng Anning, seeing that Zhou Shixun believed them, he remained silent.

I just wonder when Zhou Shixun didn't use his brain and was willing to believe in Sheng Anning unconditionally.

After returning to the room with Zhou Shixun, Sheng Anning was still mumbling: "It would be great if the body could be dissected and tested to find out what kind of poison he was poisoned with."

Zhou Shixun turned to look at her: "Can you dissect a corpse?"

Sheng Anning didn't want to hide it anymore, now life was at stake: "I've seen it a little bit, it should be similar to killing a rabbit."

Zhou Shixun said nothing. This was not the same as killing a rabbit.

After this incident, Sheng Anning had no time to tease Zhou Shixun. She lay on the bed and kept thinking, was her guess correct?

There are so many coincidences in the world. When there are too many, there must be something wrong.

I also thought that if a person who really looked like Zhou Changyun wanted to kill Zhou Shixun, then why?

What is his relationship with Zhou Changyun?

Think about it and speculated that Zhou Shixun was not the child of Zhu Guihua and Zhou Mancang. Would it be because the civet cat changed the prince? Now that the fake prince found out his identity, he wanted to kill Zhou Shixun, the real prince?

The more I thought about it, the more my imagination grew, and I started thinking about the struggle between officials and various forces.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep.

Tossing and turning on the bed.

Zhou Shixun, who was on the other bed, was not asleep either. He was thinking about what Sheng Anning had said about a man who looked like Zhou Changyun.

Three years ago, he met a man with long girth and good luck, but he didn't know his name.

Could it be him?

Sheng Anning did not fall asleep until dawn. When she woke up, it was already bright. On the bed where Zhou Shixun had slept, the quilts were neatly stacked, and people had already gone out.

I sat up and rubbed my short, fried hair, got dressed and went out to wash up.

Passing by Song Xiuyan's room, I saw that there was a lock on the door of his room. It seemed that the two of them went out together.

After washing up, I came back and waited in the room for a while, but Zhou Shixun didn't come back. I tidied up and prepared to go to the hospital to see Xiaozhu.

When I went downstairs, I happened to hear the waiter talking about sewing tickets and bicycle tickets, with an envious tone. If I could get a ticket, my wedding would be bright.

Sheng Anning still understands that industrial tickets are required to buy bicycles and sewing machines.

This industrial ticket is very scarce, and not everyone can get one. Only some leading cadres and people with advanced work can get one.

Fortunately, she had an industrial ticket in her hand. She would definitely make money by selling these tickets.

Suddenly, as if he had kicked a baby, he happily went to the hospital to see Xiaozhu.

Later, she will use this industrial ticket to exchange for money, and then buy some things she needs.

While thinking about making money, I also thought about the corpse. If she could dissect it, life would be so wonderful.

How could she have such a perverted hobby?