Urban Reaper Forensic

"Oh? Man dies homicide? Woman died by suicide? This... How to see it? "

The corner of Long Yichen's mouth evoked an evil smile.

Qiao Ying's big eyes instantly widened: "You are a forensic doctor!" Can't you see it with your eyes? This man has an axe on his head, how does it not look like suicide, right? "

"Oh? Sounds kind of plausible"

The smile at the corner of Long Yichen's mouth became stronger, and he sneered: "Normal people, there really won't be an axe on their heads to cut in." What about the evidence that this woman committed suicide? "

"Because someone called the police last night and said that she took a taxi to the Yangtze River bridge, and a few minutes after witnesses saw her, she jumped off the bridge. In the morning, the body floated to the river, and only then did she pick her up! "

Qiao Ying said in a tone of "I am an elite, you are a sand sculpture", and came over unceremoniously: "Well, I look down on you pretend forensic doctors the most." Hurry up and give me a death certificate that the man is homicide and the woman is suicide, I can go to the case! Find the murderer of the man! "

"Hehe" Long Yichen glanced at Qiao Ying coldly with caring eyes for the mentally retarded: "You really are the sand sculpture that came on the first day, right?" "

"What?"

Qiao Ying jumped up: "You say it again? "

Hearing Long Yichen scold Qiao Ying for being a sand sculpture, Ah Lei immediately became messy in the wind

The dignified female detective, the first place in the police academy, the youngest female deputy chief of Donghai City, and the proud daughter of the sky, was actually directly scolded by this dragon boss?

How big is that?

"Let me, a forensic doctor who doesn't know how to pretend to understand, tell you!"

Long Yichen didn't care about anything, and mercilessly turned on the face punching mode to Director Qiao: "This man you think he killed died in an accident, which is a stupid suicide!" This woman you think committed suicide by throwing herself into the river is the one who died of homicide! Congratulations, TM two death cases, you didn't say any of them right, completely reversed! It's not easy either! "

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Qiao Ying was messy on the spot.

What is this?

My dignified police elite, the first police flower in the East China Sea, the goddess detective who judges cases like a god, your girl's small forensic doctor, actually just face me head-on?

Wipe!

I can't convince you, old lady, this deputy chief, let it be for you!

"What evidence do you have, say ah!"

Qiao Dajiao said coldly.

"Start with this sand sculpture with an axe on its head."

Long Yichen's machine-gun suddenly began: "I don't know if you noticed, the spine of this cargo is broken, judging from the condition of the corpse, it is a crushing vertebral fracture, not traumatic, it should be fell from a height, to be precise, more than ten meters high." "

The imposing Qiao Ying was stunned at that time.

Long Yichen glanced at her mockingly and turned the body over.

The scalpel cut directly into the back of the deceased like a cow, cutting through the skin and muscles, and turning out the broken spine, making Qiao Ying

stunned...

Chief Joe, the beautiful police flower, immediately blinked, no fuck said.

"Also, on the knees of his outer pants, a lot of green tile plaster was rubbed, and his shoes also had green tile brick plaster."

Long Yichen showed no mercy and began the process of smacking his face like a stream of clouds: "This shows that he once tried to climb on the roof, kneeling on the eaves with his knees first, and then stepping on it with his feet." "

"On that axe, I've checked my fingerprints. Only the victim's. "

"This sand sculpture is clearly a villager in the urban village of Donghai City, because the branches of the neighbor's tree grew into his yard, and in a fit of anger, he took an axe and went up to the roof of his three-story house, ready to cut down the neighbor's tree, but he didn't expect that his hand slipped, ah, his foot slipped, and he lost his balance on the sloped roof, so he fell, landed on his back, fell on the cement floor, and shattered his spine..."

"And then... His own axe, too, fell off and slid down the sloping roof, turning 720 degrees in mid-air, unbiased, and slashing right at his own forehead..."

"So, this sand sculpture is a cup."

Long Yichen slowly completed the on-site restoration of the entire "If you don't die, you won't die" riot operation self-killing method.

Qiao Ying was stunned.

Arei petrified on the spot.

And such a tumultuous operation?

"Hahaha!"

Qiao Ying laughed heartily, laughing so that tears came out: "You are a forensic doctor? You have such a big brain, you should write a novel..."

Long Yichen was not angry, and quietly watched Qiao Ying smile and couldn't stand upright.

Ah Lei was a little embarrassed, and quickly leaned over and whispered: "Boss Long, your wave of operations is a bit suffocating, right?" How did he die so coincidentally? It's better to hurry up and come up with a homicide certificate, and just bow your head and admit it. "

Long Yichen smiled.

How did he know so sure?

Because of this sand sculpture strange grievance, this soul told him.

At the moment of entering this dissection room, the two unjust souls were already waiting for him with tears in their eyes.

However, even if he does not use the power of the death god forensic doctor to communicate with the deceased, just with Long Yichen's professional vision, he can see the cause of death of the two people at a glance, which is a great contrast with the surface.

It looks like he killed him, probably by accident.

It looked like suicide, probably murder.

It's just that at Long Yichen's feet, at this time, the unlucky egg's unhappy soul is kneeling, crying out the cause of his tragic death with a handful of snot and tears.

"Paralysis. Lao Tzu had a festival with a neighbor, and his tree always grew on the roof of my house and damaged Lao Tzu's antenna. I was watching the Premier League at home that day, and when I was having a good time, suddenly there was no signal. When I went out, his tree had knocked down the antenna again. I was angry from the heart, so I carried the axe to the house, and I wanted to cut down all his trees, who would have thought... Woohoo! Paralyzed my hand slipped and fell, and then the axe also slipped, and it flickered and spun down, hit my head, and I hung up..."