Chapter 3596 This forensic doctor is a bit weird (58)

"Public is public and private is private. We are in a meeting to discuss the case."

Du Muhan pressed his lips tightly and did not reply.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Qiao felt that his expression was a bit wrong.

Since being in the conference room just now, his breath is a bit unstable and his mood is a little low, although on the surface, he still looks taciturn.

Du Muhan fixedly stared at her for a while: "It's nothing, I'll get the toolbox."

"Wait." This guy said nothing about his heart.

Su Qiao dropped the briefcase, walked over and stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and carefully looked around: "Your complexion is not very good. Didn't sleep well last night?"

Pull her hand down,

Su Qiao curled his eyebrows and looked at him.

Du Muhan's expression paused, and helplessly grabbed her hand, and squeezed it in his hand: "I just remembered some things in the past, now there is nothing wrong."

Since he said it’s okay, he should be okay, Su Qiao is not entangled anymore, "Hurry up and get the toolbox."

"Okay." Du Muhan smiled and stroked her head: "Wait for me, take my car, I'll be fast."

When I came back from the outside, it was already dark, but because of the emergency, everyone ate casual snacks in the office and sat in the meeting room again.

This trip basically confirmed that Sun Zhihao’s gallery was the location of the murder.

Sun Zhihao Gallery has a basement, where some materials he usually paints are stored there, and there are many unfinished works that he feels dissatisfied with after half of the painting.

Although it has been deliberately cleaned up inside, and there is no blood stains left behind, there are still traces of people struggling under pressure on the ground and on the wall.

The question now is, who were the two people who were fighting at the time, and whether the female corpse was Ding Peixin.

More than two hours later, the DNA comparison results came out, and the results were not as they expected.

Ding Peixin’s DNA does not match that of the female corpse.

Now everyone is in trouble again.

According to everyone’s guess, it was Xia Xiaolin who killed her original partner Ding Peixin in order to be superior, and then destroyed her body. Then she sent a message to Gu Xue and went on a trip to create a proof of alibi. It turned out that they obviously thought too much.

"Who is it that died? What does it have to do with Sun Zhihao?"

"Anyway, it must be the right thing to do. We found an empty plastic bucket containing sulfuric acid in the basement of his gallery. There was also a dehumidifying powder there, and the paint on the corpse was the same as the one in his gallery. Up."

There is a certain relationship with Sun Zhihao, otherwise, it is impossible for people to appear in the basement of his gallery.

But the grandson now asks three questions, but he doesn’t know, there are no useful clues.

Su Qiao quickly turned the pen in his hand, looked at Tao Junhui, and suggested: "Compare Xia Xiaolin's DNA!"

Big guys are very surprised.

Shouldn't Xia Xiaolin be the murderer?

They have found a woman like Xia Xiaolin in the surveillance camera, and took a taxi to the train station.

Now as long as she finds out which train she took that day, and where she is going, she can catch people along the way.

Tao Junhui didn’t think it was too strange, “Why do you think it’s Xia Xiaolin?”

Just as Su Qiao was about to speak, Su Xiyan couldn't help but curled her lips and whispered sarcastically: "Heh, among these related people, the only woman is Xia Xiaolin."

What kind of psychological profiler is not a random guess, and then use scientific means to eliminate one by one.

(End of this chapter)