The Strongest Soldier in the City

Hearing Ye Pingwei's words, Chen Liuhe frowned: "Is it possible that this incident is just a simple car accident?"

"It's impossible. First of all, the driver died on the spot, which is the biggest doubt." Chen Liuhe said firmly.

"Yes, that alone overturns all reasonableness."

Ye Pingwei nodded: "I suspect that the driver's phone number was processed in advance so as not to leave any clues."

After a pause, Ye Pingwei added: "Moreover, there must be something fishy about the driver's death. He couldn't have died in a car accident. We have had the most professional forensic doctors examine the external injuries on his body, and they are not fatal."

"Although it was initially determined that he died of excessive blood loss, even if he died of excessive blood loss, it is impossible to die in such a short period of time." Ye Pingwei said: "Because from the time of the car accident to the relevant departments, It didn’t take more than ten minutes for the personnel to arrive.”

"The time cannot match." Ye Pingwei said.

"Did you find anything else from the corpse?" Chen Liuhe asked with a frown as he looked through the photos.

"Not yet, even the most professional forensic doctors have not found any problems."

Ye Pingwei shook his head: "This is the reason why we are stuck and unable to make progress."

"Where is the body?" Chen Liuhe asked.

"It's in Building 4. For the convenience of investigating the case, we asked him to come here. It's in the morgue." Ye Pingwei said.

"Take me to have a look." Chen Liuhe said.

The group of people quickly walked out of the conference room.

In the morgue, Chen Liuhe saw the body of the truck driver.

For people who have been dead for several hours, the constant temperature of the freezer prevents the body from stinking and rotting in a short period of time.

This made the pale corpse become extremely stiff.

"Has the driver's identity been identified?" Chen Liuhe asked while inspecting the body.

"After checking, the three generations above and below are all clean. They are migrant workers. There is nothing special about them." Ye Pingwei said.

Chen Liuhe nodded and looked carefully at the corpse in front of him, but after looking through it, he found nothing suspicious.

This made Chen Liuhe's brows frown even deeper, and there was some confusion in his eyes.

His intuition told him that this matter would not be that simple. The death of the truck driver was the key to the entire incident.

"People who don't deserve to die are dead. Why?" Chen Liuhe said.

"Kill and silence." Ye Pingwei said without thinking, "It's because there is another mastermind in this matter. The mastermind doesn't want to reveal his identity and doesn't want us to follow the clues."

"But how did he die?" Chen Liuhe murmured in a solemn voice: "Has the forensic doctor done an autopsy?"

"I've done it before, and I haven't found any clues." Ye Pingwei said, and he was absolutely sure that this thing was strange.

Chen Liuhe checked the body and found nothing suspicious. He fell into deep thought.

In his mind, Chen Liuhe thought about the situation at that time. What would he do if he was the one who wanted to kill the driver?

What method is used to kill the driver without leaving any traces?

Ye Pingwei on the side said again: "Excluding poisoning, there are no toxins in his body."

Chen Liuhe smacked his lips a few times, then lifted the body and turned it over.

The driver had messy hair, and he pulled the hair from the back of the driver's head away.

Leaning over and lowering his head, Chen Liuhe was observing carefully.

Ye Pingwei and others on the side frowned, wondering what Chen Liuhe was doing.

Could it be that the driver had a brain injury?

That's impossible. If there was any brain injury, they would be able to detect it immediately.

And if the driver died due to brain trauma, the forensic doctor would definitely be able to check it out.

Chen Liuhe didn't say anything, he just peeled back the thick hair of the corpse section by section and looked at it very carefully.

Suddenly, Chen Liuhe discovered something: "Sure enough, I know how he died."

Ye Pingwei's expression changed and he said in shock: "What did you say? Did you find the cause of his death? Could it be that it was really in the head?"

Chen Liuhe nodded and said, "Look here."

Ye Pingwei came closer and saw a red spot that was so small that it was almost hard to see on a small patch of scalp where Chen Liuhe had pulled back his hair.

"What is this?" Ye Pingwei frowned.

"The murderer who killed the driver was very clever. The driver was killed with a silver needle."

Chen Liuhe said: "The fatal point is this red dot!"

Standing up straight, Chen Liuhe said to Ye Pingwei, who was surprised and confused: "That spot is a fatal point on the head of the human body. If a silver needle is inserted into it, a person can become paralyzed in a very short time." Killed inside."

"Obviously, the person who did it is a master." Chen Liuhe said decisively.

"So that's it. This method is too clever. I have never heard of it. I almost got fooled." Ye Pingwei said harshly.

Chen Liuhe narrowed his eyes a little and said: "Now that the cause of death of the deceased has been determined, the next things can progress clearly. This proves that our thinking is correct."

"Now, I'm a bit confused. If the driver was really killed with a silver needle, how did the murderer kill the driver?"

One of Ye Pingwei's subordinates said: "We have watched the video of the crime scene hundreds of times. From the beginning of the car accident to the arrival of people from relevant departments, the truck driver never left the car. He died in the driver's seat. .”

"No one has ever touched that truck. How did the murderer kill the driver?" Ye Pingwei's subordinates asked.

"Where is the video? I want to see it." Chen Liuhe said.

Ye Pingwei personally led the way, and the group left the morgue and returned to the conference room.

A video of the crime scene was shown on the huge screen.

Chen Liuhe frowned and watched intently, repeating the scene over and over again.

Indeed, as the person just said, from the beginning to the end of the car accident, the truck driver never left the truck, and no one touched the truck.

The truck driver died, assassinated.

But the assassin left no trace.

"If no one came into contact with the truck driver from the time of the car accident to the driver's death, then how did the truck driver die?" Ye Pingwei also had a look of doubt on his face. This case seemed to be getting more and more bizarre.

"After the car accident, there must have been many people watching. Is there any surveillance around?" Chen Liuhe asked.

"Yes." Ye Pingwei's subordinates said and hurriedly helped Chen Liuhe to get them out.

Immediately, the screen changed, and a scene of hundreds of people watching appeared, and Chen Liuhe was introduced to the faces one by one.