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Chapter 2069: She is bigger than dreams (7)

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On the other side, Nangong Yiyi returned to the criminal police team and immediately threw herself into work. This was the first time she had completed a forensic autopsy alone, and her hand holding the scalpel was trembling slightly.

Nangong Yiyi took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. Her Ivan was still at the scene, and she would work hard to provide him with as many clues and evidence as possible.

If her Ivan lets the living speak, she will let the dead speak.

After calming down for a while, determination gradually appeared on Nangong Yiyi's face, and the knife in her hand slowly moved towards the body...

It was already dusk in the afternoon when Ivan and others returned to the team. The winter in K City is much wetter and colder than that in X City. In the afternoon, it started to rain lightly. Ivan came over as soon as he returned to the police force. Nangong Yiyi's side.

Nangong Yiyi, who had just finished the dissection, looked a little pale. Ivan reached out and hugged her, and then quickly let go: "How was it?"

Although Nangong Yiyi's face was a little pale, her eyes were extremely bright: "Ivan, my judgment is not wrong."

In the conference room of the criminal police team, Nangong Yiyi arranged the photos on the whiteboard one by one. Her face had recovered a little, and her voice was soft and steady: "The autopsy results showed that the deceased died of mechanical asphyxia, and the wounds on his body were caused after death. Yes, but as you can see, the strangulation marks on the deceased's neck were not very obvious. I found some wood fibers from his neck. To cause such strangulation marks, and there are wood fibers, in my judgment, the murder weapon should be It’s a towel.”

"towel?"

"Yes, and one more thing is that it is much more laborious to strangle someone to death with a towel than with something like a rope or wire, so the murderer is not only a stronger person than the deceased, but should also be much stronger."

Nangong Yiyi pointed to the other two photos and said: "These are photos of the wounds on the deceased. As shown in the pictures, these wounds are messy. I have checked carefully. Although there are many wounds, none of them are fatal. Although we know The deceased died of mechanical asphyxiation, but if the murderer thought that he did not strangle the deceased and wanted to kill him by chopping, these injuries would not be enough to cause death."

The more Nangong Yiyi said, the more heat surged in her heart, and her eyes became calmer: "To cause such a situation, I think there are two possibilities. First, the murderer has no common sense at all about causing death; second, the murderer It is certain that the deceased is dead, then the cause of these wounds can only be venting."

When talking about this, someone questioned: "Could the murderer really be a villager with no common sense at all? After all..."

"Won't!"

"Won't!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and Nangong Yiyi and Ivan looked at each other, one was tenacious, the other resolute.

After looking at each other for less than two seconds, they could already read something in each other's eyes.

Ivan's lips curled up a little involuntarily, and he nodded to signal Nangong Yiyi to continue.

A trace of blush appeared on Nangong Yiyi's face, but her tone was gentle and calm: "Even if you are a villager with a low level of education, you should know that the heart is the most vulnerable part of a person. Even if he cannot kill this kind of heart with one knife, That should also leave a stab wound near the heart, but according to my inspection, there are basically no wounds on the front of the deceased. All the wounds are concentrated on the thighs, upper arms and back, which means... "