Chapter 166 Death Sentence (7) Viewing the Corpse
The girl put her chin on her hand and looked at her and everyone with a smile.
Most people's first impression of her is that of a delicate and beautiful vase, which is also accompanied by the stereotype of being weak and easily bullied.
Moreover, her character signal is still lazy, which can be said to be inoffensive.
They thought that under the arrogant questioning, she would lose confidence and fall into the inferior category, but they did not expect that she was calm and composed.
Even if she doesn't rely on the same sharp emotional expression as the arrogant girl, she can still maintain her aura without showing timidity or giving in.
"You're talking nonsense! I didn't lie, okay? I wasn't the murderer..." The arrogant woman was just the opposite. After being "beaten up" again, she immediately fell into self-testimony.
She tried her best to defend that she was not a murderer, but the more she said, the less confident she was. Five pairs of eyes looked directly at her, especially the girl's amber eyes that seemed as gentle as water, which made her more stressed and more emotional.
So her explanation was very feeble, just repeating "I'm not the murderer, I didn't kill him." Coupled with her wide-eyed and crazy look, it was even less convincing.
"Then you... say I am the murderer, go to my room now and check to see if there is a murder weapon!" She stood up and pointed at Yan Jinyue angrily.
But Yan Jinyue did not follow her words, but spread his hands: "Don't be so excited. I didn't say you were the murderer. I was just making a conjecture."
"You have no evidence, why should you question it!" Then the arrogant woman became even more angry, her eyes almost bursting with fire. And this sentence also made her slap herself.
Yan Jinyue laughed immediately, "Didn't you first question me without any evidence?"
"Since you question me for lying and I am the murderer, I can also question you on the contrary."
"I just treat others the way they want, that's all."
She blinked at the opposite person, which was cute and cute, but it made the opposite person blush, most likely angry, because she couldn't refute at all, and she could only say: "You... you..." after hesitating for a long time. ”
"Okay, everyone, please be patient. Our first round is just a brief statement, and in the end we have to speak with evidence." After watching the excitement, the greedy man pretended to come out to smooth things over.
He coughed twice and said, "Indeed, anyone could lie just now. You could, he could, and I could. So, we have to search for evidence. Okay, let's start searching the room. Which one should we start with? ”
"Shouldn't we investigate the cause of death of the deceased first? His body, his room..." Yan Jinyue raised her eyebrows slightly, with a smile on her lips, "Just check other people's rooms, there is no goal."< br>
"We don't have a forensic doctor here, so why are we looking at corpses?" The arrogant woman frowned, "It's better if you do what you want?"
"I'm not a forensic doctor either." Yan Jinyue said with a smile.
"Tsk—" The arrogant woman immediately rolled her eyes, "Then why are you giving orders?"
Now she couldn't stand Yan Jinyue at all, and she would not let it go as long as there was an opportunity.
"But now that we're here, we can't take a look." Yan Jinyue stood up and walked to the kitchen in front of everyone's surprised eyes. He rummaged through a box of disposable gloves, took two and put them on himself, and put on the others. Throw it on the table.
She walked to the body of the jealous man, squatted down, and looked away from his centipede-shaped eyes to check if there were any other wounds on his body.
Logically speaking, just sewing the eyes is not fatal. Moreover, his eye wound did not respond to life and was apparently sewn up after death.
The fate can only be somewhere else.
His neck was fine, and there were no wounds on his heart... Wait, Yan Jinyue narrowed her eyes and reached out to touch his heart.
The jealous man is wearing a black denim jacket. The color is very dark, and there is a pocket on the left heart. There is a decorated silver button on the pocket. If you don't look carefully, you can't see there is another one under the silver button. Silver dots.
She tried to touch it, and it seemed to be the end of the needle. She tried to pull it out with force. It was a needle that was ten centimeters long, and it was the thickness of a large medical syringe needle. Eighty percent of it was stained. Bloody and shocking.
"Bring a plastic bag." Yan Jinyue shouted.
The rest of the people looked at each other with shock written on their faces, but they did not move and were even questioning: The greedy man was serious: "How did you know that he had a needle in his heart?"
The angry man also echoed: "Yes, how did you know?"
"You are indeed the murderer." The arrogant woman jumped up immediately as if she had caught some little tail.
Only the gluttonous girl came over with a disposable one and said calmly: "Put it here."
"Thank you." Yan Jinyue took the glove, put the needle in the plastic glove, then continued to feel in his pocket, and found an old-fashioned lighter, half a box of cigarettes, and an identity card.
When she couldn't touch anything, she came back and put everything on the table.
She glanced at the shocked and wary expressions on their faces, curled her lips speechlessly, and said:
"First of all, judging from the wounds on the eyes of the corpse, there was no reaction from life. Obviously, his eyes were sewn shut after death, so there must be another fatal injury."
"Secondly, it's not that I knew there was a needle in his heart, but I saw something in his heart, and when I pulled it out, it happened to be a needle."
"Understand?"
"You can still look at wounds?" the arrogant woman questioned, "Didn't you say you're not a forensic doctor?"
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"I watch a lot of suspense dramas, and this is a very common setting. I was curious, so I went to find out about it, okay?" she wrote lightly.
"Is it reliable?" The greedy man also questioned.
"That's right, is it reliable?" The angry man also looked disdainful.
"Reliable or not..." Yan Jinyue raised her lower lip, "This needle was indeed taken out from the heart of the corpse, wasn't it?"
"Then what are these things for?" the greedy man continued to ask.
Yan Jinyue: "Generally, the things on the deceased in suspense dramas are either his own story, or... related to the murderer."
"Why do you keep talking about suspense dramas?" The arrogant woman sneered, "Those are all staged, not reliable at all."
"I'm not a policeman or a forensic doctor. I can't reason or investigate a case. I can only do this." Yan Jinyue stared at her with burning eyes. "Or do you have a better idea?"
"I..." The arrogant woman's eyes fluttered wildly, and she finally snorted, "I can't do it anymore, okay, okay, you are the only one who is smart."
Yan Jinyue twitched the corners of her lips.
In fact, she is not that smart, but compared to them, she still has a somewhat normal mind.
If her hand hadn't just touched the corpse, she would have wanted to rub her sore eyebrows.
The first thing she picked up was the identity card, "His first identity is jealousy, and his second identity is a thief... It's very interesting. According to my own dual identity and mission, I think he should also have some thoughts about this identity. Mission.”
"The thief... probably just stole things, so what did he steal? Did he steal it? Whose things would he steal?"
She picked up the old-fashioned lighter and a pack of cigarettes again, and blinked, "Guess, is this his own, or did he steal it?"
The others were lost in thought. Only one person's pupils clearly shrank when he saw the lighter.
After a day off, I'm back.
I learned something very shocking this morning. I have two good friends, one boy and one girl. The three of us have been playing together. It feels like our three people are an indestructible team, a pure friendship... But this morning, one Thunderbolt - They told me they were together.
Okay, okay, it turns out that pure friendship is only about me, and friendship is only about me... It's so bloody...