Chapter 242

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

"I'm screwing with you."

"????"

Damn.

In the observation room, Zhang Xinyu sipped her water and said, "Uh, I was just a bit thirsty. I just happened to bump into Chen Fan when I was heading out. It was nothing, really."

Song Zuer laughed softly, leaned close to Zhang Xinyu's ear, and said, "I've studied forensic anthropology. Whether a person's been hurt or not, I can tell. Sis, our agreement—you didn't keep it, did you? You, sneaking behind my back, eating on the side?"

Zhang Xinyu said, "Well, it's just, you know, my period's coming in a couple of days."

"I know, I've been keeping track of the days for you."

"?????"

Zhang Xinyu looked at Song Zuer.

Song Zuer switched to a different smile and said, "Sis, you're really pretty."

This girl is no ordinary one.

Chen Fan took the file and said, "I suspect you're smearing me."

"As if I need to smear you. I searched up your dirt, and damn, there's just too much to even go through."

Pfft, hahahahaha.

The audience burst into laughter along with them.

"Yeah, Chen Fan's dirt—do you really need to go search for it? It's there every single day."

"Once a person gets famous, everything about them gets dug up."

"If Chen Fan kicked a stray dog on the street, he'd get sued by the animal protection association."

"As for dirt on him, there's so much it's creepy. Why would you, a cop, need to go digging through files? If you need some, I've got way too much on my end."

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

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 to a different spot, and when they did, they found an extra set of remains inside. Get it now?"

Holy shit.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat on their backs. This is getting a bit scary, isn't it.

Chen Fan glanced at it and said, "Mm, alright then, Teacher, shall we go take a look?"

"Mm, we'll go. You all continue the case analysis here. These old cases aren't suitable for you lot just yet."

The newbies all understood—cases where the bodies have already skeletonized this badly make finding clues a real pain.

A few of them got in the car and arrived at their destination—a rural area.

Then they followed the path up the mountain—it was Banli Mountain.

This whole area was graves.

The price was mostly ten thousand yuan for a plot.

There were quite a few officers on site, along with many villagers.

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

The remains have already been taken out.

Old Liu compared them and said, "The grave's seven years old."

Chen Fan said, "Mm, roughly that timeframe. By the way, Teacher, what's your take?"

Old Liu examined the male remains and said, "Male, around sixteen years old. Oh right, sixteen—does that involve grave-robbing or anything?"

Someone over there said, 'A fortune teller said the feng shui around our place isn't good, so we wanted to move them all.'

Old Liu nodded and didn't say much more—local customs had to be respected.

That was just a personal habit of every region.

Chen Fan examined the female remains. After a rough assessment, something felt off to him.

"Mm, there's something a bit off about these remains."

Everyone froze and looked at Chen Fan.

"This one died of illness, not murder."

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

Old Song's scalp started tingling, and he said, "This Miss—do any of you recognize her?"

None of the nearby villagers spoke up.

They indicated they had no idea.

Old Liu did a quick age assessment and said, "Nineteen years old. This Miss passed at nineteen."

Chen Fan stood up and said, "I'll go look around."

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

"Nonsense. Also, why'd you suddenly think of grave-robbing? I suspect you're slandering me."

"What are you getting worked up over? Yesterday I watched Daomu Biji. Wait—Chen Fan, you don't actually know how to do it, do you?"

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

Everyone looked at Chen Fan with expressions that seemed to say, "Not a single punctuation mark of what you just said is believable."

Meanwhile, Chen Fan grabbed a stick and started searching for something.

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

Chen Fan followed the direction, looked ahead, then headed that way.

He walked fast, passing grave after grave.

Old Song brought people along, and soon Chen Fan stopped in front of a grave and said, "This one, the inside is empty."

Empty?

Old Song, half-believing, half-doubting, asked the people around. Everyone said this was a villager's grave, the Miss really was nineteen years old, her parents had long passed away, they had gone out to work and weren't around here.

Old Song had someone make a phone call, and a video was opened on this end.

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

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

The other party was startled and said, "Um, please open it, we can't go back for the time being, we're buying plane tickets right now and heading back."

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

The grave was opened, and the lid was lifted off.

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

"Hahahaha, Chen Fan, I really thought you were actually going to rob a grave."

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

??????

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

Chen Fan jumped down, directly picked up the skull and said, "This, clear enough?"

At this point, Old Song was completely dumbfounded. This thing didn't need a forensic examination — this skull was cracked, this person had been beaten to death.

Everyone looked at Old Liu, who said, "Your eyes, your thinking is right, this is indeed a murder case."

Old Song said, "How did you know?"

"I don't have any other skills, but whether a grave actually has a person in it, I know it all too well, and whether the person inside is the actual person, I also know."

What kind of freaking skill is this?

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