Chapter 315: Not Representative, Suicide Is Justice

In the room, Chen Fan and Song Zuer lay together. Chen Fan had a video playing on his side, and looking at Old Song, he said, "Old Song, Old Song, should I be calling you father-in-law now?"

"Chen Fan, I'll catch you sooner or later, I swear. I'd rather let my daughter be a widow than let you marry her."

"Then we won't get married, so what?"

"Tch, no marriage it is. Times have changed, kids dating and all that, it's normal. I'm not some old fossil, you little punk can't break my heart."

"Oh, I know. So, Old Song, what's with the tears?"

"I'll kill you, Chen Fan."

Chen Fan hung up the phone directly. Song Zuer was speechless and said, "I'm really done. Why on earth won't my dad let me be with you? Anyone else is fine, why not me?"

"How would I know?"

Song Zuer lay on Chen Fan's chest and said, "Actually, my dad seems to have told me something before. If I ever get married, or even date, I shouldn't go looking for someone from the judicial system. My dad said people like that work too hard, they're too tired, they have no time to come home at all, and they easily bring their emotions back into the house."

Chen Fan said, "That ridiculous?"

"Sigh, you haven't seen those things. Just take the people at my dad's unit, for example. The pay is low, a lot of them are basically kept by their wives. At the unit, they work themselves to the bone, and when they get home they still have to take care of their wives. Plenty of them got divorced because they simply couldn't take it anymore."

Chen Fan said, "That's it?"

"Mm, there's more. When I was little, if there was anything good to eat, I had to give it to others. Sigh, my dad said, since I'm a cop's daughter, I have to learn to protect other people."

Those words actually cut deep, because for Song Zuer, it really wasn't fair.

But now, Song Zuer doesn't complain about it either. Maybe she's truly willing, and even if she did complain, she'd still try to understand.

"Right, is your nose really that amazing?"

"It's all nonsense. Stop reading so many novels, it's all nonsense. In real life, where do all these things exist?"

The next day, Chen Fan sat in front of Li Tian, looking at the few items placed before him, and fell into deep thought.

The livestream had just opened when the viewers saw something this exciting.

"Damn, this exciting? Holy crap, holy crap, did I open it the wrong way?"

"What the hell is this? A three-court tribunal?"

"Look at it, it seems like Chen Fan is confessing his criminal process?"

"So much underwear, damn, really scary."

Li Tian looked at Chen Fan and said, "Come on, give it a sniff."

"Li Tian, I'm warning you, I've put up with you for a long time. When is your wife getting pregnant, when is she having a daughter?"

"That's none of your business, just sniff these things first."

Chen Fan was speechless and said, "What case is this, exactly?"

"For now they're all undetermined cases. If nothing major, we can rank them lower for review. If it's workable, we start the investigation."

Chen Fan nodded, lowered his head, took a look, then took a deep breath.

The smell filtered through, and Chen Fan said, "Mm, the smell is right, it's this one."

Li Tian's face was full of speechlessness. Damn it, you punk still say you're not a pervert? What is this if not being a pervert?

Chen Fan said, "Mm, it's mostly clear. This one, this one, and this one—you're trying to fool me with these, right? This one is clearly a scene of a woman doing laundry at home."

Holy crap, even this works?

Li Tian looked at the remaining two and said, "What about these two?"

'The first one, I saw a woman watching TV.'

Li Tian said, "That's it?"

"Yeah, just watching TV. This woman binged TV at home all day. Figure it out yourself."

"No, give me a logical basis."

Chen Fan said, "When a person sits for a long time, or does something for a long time, the shape of their clothes changes. And a woman watching TV at home would naturally be casual. This woman has been sitting the whole time—what do you think she was doing?"

Li Tian clapped his hands and said, "Damn, waiting for someone. She knew this person. Damn, the scene was deliberately staged that way. No, wait, it was an online chat, and the woman thought she was meeting a lover, but it turned out to be the killer."

"Then that's your problem."

Chen Fan pointed at the remaining one and said, "This one's a kid's, right?"

Li Tian was speechless and said, "Chen Fan, at first I just thought you might be a pervert, but now I think you're a god. You've got so many weird and wonderful skills. What do you study women in your spare time for?"

"Nonsense, I'm a man. If I don't study women, do I study men?"

Seems like there's no problem, right? No, wait, the problem is huge.

"This kid was beaten."

? 》???

Li Tian said, "Anything else?"

Chen Fan picked it up, examined it, then looked at the edges and said, "It was pulled on, but the elasticity is decent, it didn't come off. Mm, that's how it is."

In that instant, Li Tian started breaking out in a cold sweat and said, "You need to know. The things you're saying could become evidence."

Chen Fan looked at him with contempt.

Then he took the underwear down and collected half a fingerprint.

Then he supplemented the fingerprint, sketching it out.

"Go find it yourself."

Li Tian looked at the fingerprint inside and fell into deep thought.

The motion was clearly a direct pulling motion. Half a fingerprint meant the other party deliberately tugged once.

But not downward.

Not pulled downward, then it wasn't rape, just bullying.

If it's bullying, it's mostly women bullying women. This is a Miss. Men bullying women wouldn't do it this way—men understand men."

Likewise, women understand women best. How to make a woman lose her dignity, lose face.

"I understand. Thank you."

Chen Fan said, "The remaining three—what was your purpose in bringing them?"