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Chapter 138 Suspicious Fire

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    "If the deceased wanted to enter the bedroom, the victim sitting here would definitely have seen it at a glance. There is no way he would not have reacted at all."

    "It's possible!"

    Meng Yao put the flashlight back into the investigation box and said while looking at the furnishings on the desk.

    "If the murderer was known to the deceased and was someone she was familiar with or trusted, then she would definitely be defenseless."

    "Since she's not on guard, she won't pay special attention to it, let alone whether the murderer is standing behind her."

    Her words caused the room to fall into silence until they heard the police officers greeting Yuan Shuai from the living room, and the two walked out of the bedroom.

    As soon as Yuan Shuai saw Meng Yao, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How are you doing?"

    “With the scene in such chaos, I can’t hope that the trace inspection department can extract any valuable evidence.”

    The implication is that I can only rely on you now!

    Meng Yao looked around the entire living room again, "Although the scene was very messy, fortunately, the other two deceased people had not been moved, so we still found some clues."

    "As for whether it is useful, we still need to test it before we know it."

    Looking at the sofa where the fire started, Meng Yao expressed his doubts, "I'm just curious about why the murderer set the fire."

    "If the murderer really wanted to kill people and burn their bodies, why not move the other two bodies here and burn them together?"

    "If it wasn't for the purpose of burning corpses, then the fire would have been set off for no reason!"

    Nodding, Yuan Shuai also echoed, "Actually, I just learned about this issue from the comrades in the fire brigade below."

    "According to his recollection, when he broke in through the window, the sofa was almost burned."

    "But the strange thing is that there was no fire point elsewhere. He also suspected that the deceased on the sofa was drunk and smoking or accidentally caused the fire."

    "However, when they put out the fire and entered the room to search for survivors, they found the other two deceased. After confirming that there would be no more fires, they retreated the same way they came, and then called us to notify us."

    After looking around, Yuan Shuai said, "It took almost twenty minutes from the time they arrived and started putting out the fire to the end."

    "But looking at the burning degree of the sofa, it seems that it took more than 20 minutes. I guess the murderer should have placed other combustibles on the sofa to speed up the burning when lighting the fire."

    Zhang Dongxu touched his chin and pretended to look at the sofa with a serious look, then turned to look at Meng Yao, "Does that mean that the murderer is trying to cover up?"

    Meng Yao, "I don't know."

    After saying that, she carried the box and walked out. Her work hasn't started yet, and she will probably be busy all night tonight.

    By the time everyone returned to the police station, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

    In the forensic room, as soon as Meng Yao put down the investigation box, Zhang Dongxu walked in with several bags in his hands, looking at Meng Yao with a somewhat ambiguous look.

    Giving him a blank look, Meng Yao walked to the sink and washed her hands. While waving her hands, she walked to a chair and sat down. When she raised her head, she was met with a gossipy look on his face.

    "What's wrong? Looking at your expression, you still think I'm giving up!"

    Zhang Dongxu, who almost choked on his own saliva, stretched out his hand to point at her, and then put the things in his hands on the table in front of her. His gossip became even more obvious.

    "Tell me, what is your relationship with Mr. Lu?"

    "Mr. Lu? Lu Zhixing? What happened to him?" Meng was confused by his question, and then reached out and took out the contents of the bags one by one.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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