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Chapter 150

~6 min read 1,092 words

Chen Fan was stunned, looked at Old Song, and said: "Impossible, I took a shower."

"I was bluffing you."

???

Damn.

In the observation room, Zhang Xinyu was drinking water and said: "Uh, I'm a bit thirsty. I just bumped into Chen Fan when I went out, it's actually nothing."

Song Zuer laughed and leaned into Zhang Xinyu's ear, saying: "I've studied forensic anthropology. I know whether a person is injured or not. Sister, you didn't keep our agreement. You're secretly eating wild food behind my back?"

Zhang Xinyu said: "That, it's just that I'm getting my period in two days."

"I know, I'm counting the days for you."

?????

Zhang Xinyu looked at Song Zuer.

Song Zuer changed her smile and said: "Sister, you look really good."

This girl is not ordinary.

Chen Fan took the document and said: "I suspect you're smearing me."

"Do I even need to smear you? I searched for your black history, good heavens, it's impossible to smear it all."

Pfft, hahahahaha.

The audience laughed wildly.

"Yeah, does Chen Fan's black history need you to search for it? It's every day."

"Once a person is famous, everything gets dug up."

"If Chen Fan kicks a dog on the side of the road, he'll be sued by the Animal Association."

"Just this black history is enough to be terrifying. Where do you need the police to look through it? If you need it, I have too much here."

At this moment, Chen Fan opened the photo and took it out to look. It was a coffin, and there were two people lying inside.

Chen Fan looked at Old Song and said: "Did you dig up someone's ancestral grave?"

"No, this is a family's grave. They wanted to move it, but they found an extra skeleton inside. Understand now?"

Holy crap.

Everyone's back broke out in a cold sweat. Is this a bit scary?

Chen Fan looked and said: "Hmm, okay, Teacher, shall we go?"

"Hmm, we'll go. You guys stay here and continue analyzing the case. This kind of old case isn't suitable for you yet."

Several rookies understood. Finding clues in these cases where the bones are already severely skeletonized is very troublesome.

Several people took a car to the destination, which was in a village.

Then they followed up the mountain; it was Chestnut Mountain.

There were graves everywhere here.

The price for most of them was ten thousand yuan to buy a plot of land.

There were many police officers at the scene, as well as many villagers.

Chen Fan, wearing gloves, looked at the bones on the ground.

The bones had already been taken out.

Old Liu compared them and said: "It's a seven-year-old grave."

Chen Fan said: "Hmm, about that year. By the way, Teacher, what do you think?"

Old Liu examined the male skeleton and said: "The male is about sixteen years old. By the way, sixteen years old, does it involve grave robbing?"

Someone here said: "The fortune teller said our family's feng shui wasn't good, so we wanted to move them all."

Old Liu nodded and didn't say much. Folk customs need to be respected.

This is a personal habit in every region.

Chen Fan was examining the female skeleton. After a simple calculation, Chen Fan felt something was wrong.

"Hmm, this skeleton has a problem."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Chen Fan.

"This person died of illness, not murdered."

Old Liu looked at the bones and said: "Hmm, died of illness. Both of these people died of illness."

Old Song's scalp started to tingle and he said: "Does anyone recognize this girl?"

The nearby villagers didn't speak.

They indicated they didn't know.

Old Liu calculated the age and said: "Nineteen years old. This girl died at nineteen."

Chen Fan stood up and said: "I'll go look for it."

Old Song was speechless and said: "Chen Fan, don't tell me you also know how to rob graves."

"Nonsense. Also, why did you suddenly think of the word 'grave robbing'? I suspect you're slandering me."

"Why are you getting so worked up? I watched 'Grave Robbers' Chronicles' yesterday. Wait, Chen Fan, you don't really know how, do you?"

"How could that be? What kind of joke is that?"

Everyone looked at Chen Fan, and the expression seemed to say: We don't even believe the punctuation marks in what you say.

At this point, Chen Fan took a stick and started looking for things.

Soon, near a corner, he found a gold lock that had been pressed down.

Chen Fan followed the direction, looked forward, and then walked toward that side.

He walked very fast, passing grave after grave.

Old Song led people to follow. Soon, Chen Fan stopped in front of a grave and said: "This one is empty inside."

Empty?

Old Song asked the people around him with half-belief. Everyone indicated that this was a villager's grave. The girl was indeed nineteen, her parents had long since left to work elsewhere and weren't here.

Old Song had someone make a call, and a video call was opened.

Chen Fan took out the gold lock, and the other party directly indicated it was their daughter's.

"Your daughter's grave seems to have been dug up."

The other party was scared and said: "That, please open it. We can't go back for now. We're buying plane tickets and rushing back."

After getting confirmation, Old Song led people to start digging the grave.

The grave was opened, and the lid was lifted.

Everyone looked at the extra skeleton inside and fell into deep thought.

"Hahahaha, Chen Fan, I thought you really knew how to rob graves."

Old Liu came over, took a look, and said: "It's a man."

??????

Holy crap, Old Song started to feel the temperature around him drop.

Chen Fan jumped down, picked up the skull, and said: "Is this clear enough?"

At this point, Old Song was directly dumbfounded. This thing didn't need forensic identification; the skull was cracked. This person was beaten to death.

Everyone looked at Old Liu, and Old Liu said: "Your eyes and your thoughts are correct. This is indeed a murder case."

Old Song said: "How did you know?"

"I don't have any other skills. Whether a grave has a person in it or not, I know very clearly. Whether it's the person themselves or not, I also know."

What kind of damn skill is this?


— Author's Notes —

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