Reborn Ace Prosecutor

"Okay, in another ten minutes, we can see the results!" Feng Ling used his powerful computing power to match the trajectory of the cork after it was sprayed out with the circle drawn by the red pen on the board. After adjusting the spout,

, clapped his hands and stood up.

"Report, everything in this villa is normal, there are no signs of any abnormal fighting! And the Han Ping people are not in the house!" At this time, the inspectors came back and reported.

"Maybe Han Ping just happened to run out of battery when he went out!" Li Kun said angrily. As a senior prosecutor of the Yanjing Procuratorate, he naturally knew that this explanation was a bit far-fetched, and Han Ping was probably not the same as Han Ping.

He couldn't escape the relationship, but when he saw Feng Ling's look, he felt unhappy and spoke out. After saying it, even he felt that something was wrong.

"Yang Chu, maybe we should check Han Cai's family information to see if there is Han Ping!" Feng Ling reminded.

Everything happened in a hurry, and Chen Yu's suspicion was so great that no one found out whether Han Ping was Han Cai's nephew or raised any questions.

Of course, this is also people's habitual thinking. After all, Han Ping has been taking care of Han Cai for three years, and they are both called uncle and nephew, and they have the same surname, so no one doubts this.

"Xiaoqian, log in to the national household registration information and see Han Cai's family situation!" Yang Xiyao was reminded by Feng Lingyi, and she also woke up at this time.

Nie Xiaoqian opened her laptop and quickly opened a blue top-secret web page. After entering the permission password, all of Han Cai's information was retrieved in less than two minutes.

"Ah, this Han Ping is fake!" Nie Xiaoqian looked at the information and exclaimed. She was surprised at how Feng Ling's guess was so accurate.

Yang Xiyao and Li Kun turned around at the same time and looked at the information carefully. After a while, their expressions became a little ugly. The two ace rookies of the Yanjing Procuratorate were actually fooled around by one person. If not

Feng Ling proposed this inference, and it would take at least two days for the two of them to react. Two days was enough for a lot of changes to occur.

Han Cai had a nephew, also named Han Ping, but this Han Ping died of illness ten years ago. The Han Ping he met before was a real living person, not a ghost.

At this moment, the purple clay pot suddenly rang, and then, a clear and sharp sound broke through the air. Only a click was heard. The cork and the fine needle were exactly the same as the circle on the wooden board on the wicker chair.

Inserted in the middle.

"As expected!" Several people exchanged looks in shock, astonished that Feng Ling's powerful inference ability was as if they were witnessing it on the spot.

"Using such conditions, the entire murder can be completed even if no one is present at the scene! The person who murdered Han Cai must be someone who knows his living habits and actions very well. Han Ping is the only one who meets this condition!" Feng Ling said calmly.

Said, there was no trace of self-confidence in his eyes. As he gradually got used to the existence of supernatural powers, Feng Ling's mentality slowly changed, and strong self-confidence continued to fill his heart.

"But how to explain the sleeping pills in Chen Yu's bag!" Yang Xiyao asked. This is currently the most difficult thing for Chen Yu to explain.

"It's very simple. Since Han Cai was able to complete such a meticulous murder, he must be a man with a firm mind and extremely terrifying skills. I have read Chen Yu's confession. She fell when she entered the study. Yes.

Han Ping helped her! This time is enough for Han Ping to do a lot of things!" Feng Ling said confidently.

"It seems that the possibility of Chen Yu being the murderer is really low! Moreover, we already know how Han Cai was murdered, but the biggest suspicion at hand is the person named Han Ping!" Yang Xiyao thought in her heart.

After sorting out the incident, she immediately made a conclusion. However, while making this conclusion, a heavy haze flashed through her heart: "Is there really a traitor in the Procuratorate Supervisory Committee?" Such a conclusion made Yang

Xiyao felt heavy in her heart. The Procuratorate is the highest anti-corruption agency in China. Over the years, countless prosecutors have devoted their youth and lives without regrets to defend the majesty of the Procuratorate. But now... Yang Xiyao really doesn't want to see it.