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    Two hours later, the corpse-burning scene was basically fixed.  The trace examination yielded no results, and the autopsy only determined the cause of death. The video surveillance at the intersection was of no use for the time being because there was no relevant reference, and the investigation by the criminal police team also had no results.  Whether the investigation of the case can progress now depends on Lao Xian.  Because the amount of test samples extracted on site was relatively large, Ye Qian and I took the initiative to go to Lao Xian's laboratory to start the work.

    People say that men who work hard are the most charming, and this is absolutely true.  Although Lao Xian is usually a bit nerdy, his sharp eyes during inspection always exude the charm of an intellectual man.

    After working very nervously for several hours, the pieces of inspection materials were put into different inspection instruments as if by magic in Lao Xian¡¯s hands.  Reports filled with data were also printed out immediately.

    "Xiaolong, call Brother Ming and the others, I'm done here." Lao Xian said a little tiredly.

    "Okay, I'll go right away."

    As soon as they heard that Lao Xian had a result, everyone quickly put down their work and hurriedly gathered in the conference room.

    "Guoxian, just say it directly." Brother Ming ignored the rest of us.

    ¡°I did not find the component of carboxyprotein in the blood of the deceased. From this point of view, it can be concluded that the deceased was already dead when the body was burned. What we investigated was only the burning site, not the first scene of the murder.¡±

    After Lao Xian finished speaking, he opened the second report: "I processed the engine number. According to the investigation, the burned car was a Santana taxi with license plate DT1568."

    "What? Taxi?" Pang Lei shouted.

    "Ye Qian, have you checked this information?" Brother Ming asked.

    "Based on the information provided by Teacher Guoxian, I contacted the taxi company. This taxi has two drivers, one for the day shift and one for the night shift. The driver on the day shift can be contacted on the phone, but the driver on the night shift cannot be answered now.  Pass."

    "Have you contacted the night shift driver's family to come over for DNA comparison?"

    "We have been contacted and they are on their way."

    Ye Qian has been an intern in the department for more than a year. Sometimes she doesn¡¯t even need Ming¡¯s instructions for basic business. Being vigorous and resolute is the best interpretation of her.

    "Guoxian, do you have anything else to say?"

    "I detected the male's DNA on the cigarette butt. This person has no record in our Public Security Bureau. The accelerant used by the suspect to ignite the cigarette was gasoline."

    "Could the gasoline be discharged from the fuel tank?" I guessed.

    "We can't rule out this possibility. It's hard to say if it's a private car, but it's not unusual to find a fuel pipe in a taxi." Fat Lei added.

    Lao Xian opened the last report: "I extracted a large amount of engine oil components from the butts of all the cigarettes extracted at the scene."

    "Car oil?"

    "right."

    ¡°Could it be that the suspect got it on his hands when he drained the oil? After all, it¡¯s not impossible to get some engine oil on a taxi.¡±

    "Well, maybe it is." Lao Xian did not deny it.

    Brother Ming saw that Lao Xian had finished reading the report, and then ordered: "Jiao Lei, I will leave the next thing to you, and try to find the first scene in the shortest time."

    Once you know the license plate number and the car model, the easiest way is to find the vehicle¡¯s driving trajectory through city surveillance.  When it comes to taxis, our first reaction is to rob taxis and kill people, because 99% of taxi homicides are related to this.  But this is just a guess on our part. Whether it is true or not requires a lot of evidence to prove.

    Soon, the family members of the night shift driver rushed to the department, and Lao Xian gave them a DNA test immediately.  The identification results did not surprise us. The deceased was indeed the night shift driver Shen Guangming.  Shen Guangming is over 50 years old. He is a family of four, with a son and a daughter. In the eyes of outsiders, he is considered happy.

    Lao Xian sent the conclusion to Brother Ming's office. At this time, Shen Guangming's wife and children were all waiting anxiously in the conference room.

    Brother Ming took one look at the conclusion and said to me: "Go and call Shen Guangming's wife Liu Caiyun over."

    "Okay, Brother Ming."

    As soon as I walked to the door of the conference room, Liu Caiyun asked nervously: "Officer, what happened to my husband?"

    "You come with me first." I did not answer her question directly.

    ¡°Maybe my expression gave her a clue, she had?He followed me feebly towards Brother Ming's office.

    As soon as Liu Caiyun sat down, Brother Ming stood up and closed the door tightly.

    "The deceased is your husband." Brother Ming said this unacceptable result without any warning.

    "You deserve it!" I thought Liu Caiyun would cry when she heard this result. What I didn't expect was that her first reaction was to gnash her teeth and curse.

    "What do you mean?" Brother Ming was also confused.

    Liu Caiyun came back to his senses, slumped on the chair and sobbed: "I asked him to be more low-key in his daily life, but he refused to listen and made a fool of himself all day long. Wuwuwu"

    "Has your husband ever offended anyone?" Brother Ming began to guide him to the topic.

    "A poor taxi driver, who can he offend?" Liu Caiyun wiped the corners of his eyes.

    "Then who does he usually have contact with?"

    "He leaves the car at six o'clock every afternoon and doesn't come home until six o'clock in the morning. When he gets home, he falls asleep and sleeps until lunch. After lunch, he goes out to play cards, every day, three hundred and sixty-five days a year.  So. I take my two children to school all day long, and I don¡¯t know who he usually comes in contact with.¡±

    "You said your husband is pretending to be fat. What's going on?"

    "He has a very good face and likes to brag wherever he goes. Our family is extremely poor, and he brags about how much money he has. Some time ago, I saw someone else buying a big gold chain, and he let me know  My son bought him a fake one online and hung it around his neck. He showed off to everyone that the chain was worth hundreds of thousands. Because of his bad talk, relatives and friends came to borrow money from time to time. I explained to them  He said that the family had no money, but no one believed it, and they all said that we were stingy and would not interact with us."

    Liu Caiyun pointed to the floor as she spoke, as if Shen Guangming was right in front of her: "Guangming, Guangming, do you still blow? I ask you, do you still blow? I said you will die with this mouth sooner or later, you still  If you don¡¯t believe it, do you believe it now? You are talking, why don¡¯t you speak? Are you mute? "

    Seeing that she was in a trance, Brother Ming stopped asking. With the support of the two of us, Liu Caiyun and her two children were sent home by Fat Lei in a survey vehicle.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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