Chapter 279

"I didn't."

Qu Yiling's attitude was very unyielding.

Then she saw the looks in the eyes of the people around her, as if to say, we actually all know already, so whatever you keep making up excuses for is pointless.

Qu Yiling really wanted to butcher this whole group right now, and then stuff them all into a freezer.

Over here, the door was pushed open, and a young police officer looked at Old Song.

"Master, Master."

"What's all the fuss about? What's going on?"

"There's a case… there's a case."

"Cut the crap. If there's a case, go investigate it. What are you coming to me for?"

"It's that case, that case—the one I saw before, the old case you've been mulling over. An identical one has appeared."

Damn it.

Old Song went up and kicked him, saying: "Apologize."

The crowd was baffled, not quite getting it.

What is this for?

The young officer came to his senses, quickly lowered his head, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been like that."

"Is a life lost important, or a case appearing important?"

"A life is most important, a life is most important."

"Damn it, go back and write up a self-criticism. Damn, we're all going to get punished."

"Huh? Why?"

"Everyone in the whole station is going to get punished. Old Liu, get to work."

Old Liu naturally understood which case it was, and said: "Let me take you to see the world."

Xiang Qinqin said: "Um, Teacher, where's Chen Fan?"

"Let him rest, don't bother him. He only got to sleep at four or five this morning."

But Teacher, Teacher, didn't you also only sleep at four or five?

You're the same way.

"Why are you looking at me? I'm old, I sleep lightly."

At this moment Chen Fan yawned, took a sip of Red Bull, and said: "Alright, Old Liu, you're getting on in years, go rest. I'll take a few people to the scene today, and when I get back I'll give them a class."

"Fine, you go."

Chen Fan got in the car, looked at the Juan Sect file, and said: "Old Song, you talk."

Old Song said: "This case has been around for a while. When it first turned up, it was in a rented room. There was a woman, lying on the bed, dead, but her body's structure—how should I put it—very beautiful."

Beautiful? 》

The few people at the scene perked up, and so did the audience.

"Beautiful? What do you mean by 'beautiful'?"

"Just very beautiful. I saw it and even I thought it was beautiful. Get it?"

Chen Fan frowned and said nothing about this matter.

Old Song continued: 'This case had been shelved for a long time. At first they weren't planning to merge the cases, but when the third person died, they merged them. Although the scene setups were different, they were all full of some kind of beauty, some artistic element or whatever—hard to say. The experts said it should be someone who does art or something.'

Chen Fan laughed and said: "Is it possible the experts got it wrong?"

"How could they be wrong?"

"I won't comment. Let's go look at the case first."

The group arrived at the scene. A few police officers stepped aside. This time, the woman was lying very peacefully on a chair.

A little bit of gauze was draped over the woman's body.

The woman's skin was a cold pale white—perhaps because of death, her skin had become beautiful.

The most speechless part was that the woman really was very pretty, very alluring. In a scene like this, some white plaster pieces were arranged around her, full of all kinds of artistic atmosphere.

Even with the mosaic, the audience could see that kind of beauty.

In the observation room, Zhao Lei said: "Hey, this person wouldn't happen to be in art, would they?"

Teacher He said: "Doesn't it bother you?"

"When I heard I was going on the show, I specifically watched a lot of this stuff to force myself to get used to it. I was worried about embarrassing myself."

Qin Ming said: "I know this case. Sigh, when this case first came up, I was still a rookie at work, and I heard about it. The method was actually very simple—drug-induced death. The woman hadn't suffered any assault before dying; it was a very peaceful death by drugs."

"After death, the killer arranged her into a certain pose, and then, well, this is what everyone sees."

The atmosphere at the scene instantly fell silent.

The audience didn't know what to say either.

"Why do I feel like this killer is kind of cool?"

"Although I know it's wrong to think that way, I still feel like this really is just like a movie."

"So strange, really so strange. Why does it feel so gentle?"

"What on earth is this person trying to do, what message are they trying to send?"

Chen Fan stood silently in front of the woman, wiped his mouth, held his hand up to his nose and sniffed, and said: "Mm, it's basically confirmed to be drugs, but we'll still need an autopsy for further confirmation. No rush."

At this moment, Chen Fan wasn't joking around; he was very calm.

Anyone who knew Chen Fan generally knew that calm always meant something strange.

Chen Fan might be angry.

The four of them said nothing, and following Chen Fan's instructions, took photos and collected evidence.

Just as before, the left fingerprints were found; after comparison, this person's data was located, but since these fingerprints had no matching facial image, this person was not in the fingerprint database.

This void fingerprint was also left ten years ago.

Old Song said, "Back then, we made an effort."

Chen Fan said, "The result of your effort was actually wrong."

"Wrong?"

Chen Fan continued, "Here's the thing: I am a forensic examiner, so let me look at the problem from my perspective as a forensic examiner. First, it requires drugs; configuring these drugs is not easy."

"Second, after so many years without a case, whether it was hidden or the police simply didn't discover it—I think you and I both understand: this person stopped."

"But suddenly committing a case again, we all clearly know why: this person could no longer endure it."

Old Song nodded.

Chen Fan held a scalpel, gently probing the woman's skin bit by bit, then stopped at one spot.

Peeling back the surface layer, he saw an imprint left there.

"Do you see it?"

Old Song froze, saying, "Teeth?"

"Yes, it's teeth. When I saw this corpse, I felt something was off; how to put it? An uncomfortable feeling, as if it were a defective product. Let me put it this way: you always say I'm very similar to criminals, but I can only say these people are really boring, not elegant at all, very dull, because this person couldn't hold back and used their mouth."

Old Song looked at the teeth on the chest and said, "This person still didn't violate her?"

Chen Fan chuckled, then bent down to search the ground.

Looking at the woman, he stepped backward step by step, stood in a relatively comfortable position, and began to undo his belt.

On this side, Xiang Qinqin, quick-eyed and fast-handed, directly pressed down on Chen Fan's hand.

"Sorry, sorry, I got carried away. Hmm, yes, right here, it was violated, just another kind of violation; you can understand it as using a hand."

Damn it.

The audience got upset; hey, Xiang Qinqin, don't block us; we all paid money.

We just like to watch paid content.

Qin Ming said, "Well, I thought Chen Fan Society was going to moonlight-walk his bird."

Hahaha, everyone in the room started laughing.

Teacher He said, "Are these things real?"

Qin Ming said, "Chen Fan is a forensic examiner; he definitely saw something different. I guess he saw the teeth on the woman's chest, then saw wiping marks on her abdomen, which is why he made that judgment."

"Wiping marks can be seen?"

"This person needed to clean up, but if a human body is wiped, especially after death, recovery is very slow. Although, on the surface, there's no difference, but if you observe those fine hairs closely, you can still see slight differences; they're just not obvious. However, Chen Fan is indeed impressive; if I were to look at these, I'd need a machine to help."

Old Song said, "This guy can't do it?"