In the forensic office, Qin Mengke was taking off his clothes.
To be precise, I took off my work clothes. The time is now approaching five o'clock, and it will be time to get off work soon.
Relatively speaking, she has been relatively idle in the police station recently. She has almost dissected the corpses in the autopsy room, and no new dead people have been brought in.
It feels so good not to have to work overtime, she thought to herself.
She took out her phone and looked at the notifications in her work group.
"They went there again today, but if nothing else happens, the case should be officially closed today."
At this moment, Wei Chunlai's body is placed in a corner of the autopsy room. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be formally bid farewell to him today.
She walked to Wei Chunlai's body, lifted up the shroud and took one last look.
"Hey, uncle, it's time to send you home today. It's time for you to rest in peace."
Wei Chunlai naturally had no reaction to what she said and lay there motionless.
"I really can't figure it out. You said you were a good person with a wife and children. Why would you commit suicide?"
Qin Mengke shook her head. It had long been her habit to talk to herself in front of the corpse.
She has been working in the police station for several years. In the beginning, she was not taken seriously. After all, it was very rare for a girl to engage in such a job, and the leaders did not dare to entrust her with important tasks.
In fact, it was her own decision to apply for forensic medicine.
She sighed and didn't want to think about it anymore. Let the past go by. As long as her life is good now, that's enough.
Speaking of which, Yuan Chen seems to be still the person in charge of this case, and he should be back now.
I don't know why, since the last time I had contact with him for a short period of time, I have been thinking of him from time to time recently.
"What does 'superior' mean?" she murmured to herself.
"Dong dong dong", a knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.
"Please come in."
She was a little confused as to who was this blind person who came here just after get off work hours.
But after seeing the person coming, most of this feeling disappeared.
"You're not in a hurry to leave, are you?"
Yuan Chen walked in, carrying a box of cakes in his hand.
"I'm fine, but you seem to be quite anxious."
"Ha, it's okay. I have a little favor and I need your help. I brought a little food. If you're hungry, just give me some food. I'll treat you when I'm done."
He put the cake on the table.
"You are quite attentive. You remember to bring me food."
"That's not the case. After all, it's off-duty time. I can't let your hard work go in vain."
"Humph, you still have some conscience."
Qin Mengke was angry, but felt extremely sweet in his heart.
"Why, is there anything else you can't handle?"
"Don't tell me, it's really there. Do you still remember the syringe I asked you to bring back last time?"
"Remember, what happened to the one who injected insulin?"
"Have you tested the composition of the substances inside?"
"It's basically just ordinary insulin. It doesn't have any special ingredients, and it doesn't have any toxic substances. By the way, why are you asking about this?"
She hasn't understood Yuan Chen's intention yet.
"I want you to help me test the residue inside to see if there is succinylcholine?"
"Succinylcholine?"
Qin Mengke understood it as soon as he heard this word.
"You mean, someone added something like this to the injection. This is murder. How..."
"This is just my personal guess. There is no evidence yet. As for whether I can prove this guess, it depends on you, Miss Qin."
That’s what happened.
"Okay, I'm going to do another test right now."
This news made her a little excited. If Yuan Chen's suspicion was confirmed, the nature of the entire case would be completely changed.
The test results came out quickly, and indeed a small amount of residual succinylcholine was found in the syringe left at the scene, which proved that Wei Chunlai died of murder.
"It's really yours. How did you think that someone would add succinylcholine to the syringe?"
Qin Mengke couldn't help but be curious. Even she, a professional forensic doctor, had never thought of this. Yuan Chen's reasoning ability really amazed her.
"It's okay. Using succinylcholine to kill people is actually not a new method of committing crimes. I have handled similar cases before when I was in country M. However, the murderer's disguise method that time was not so clever.
We will soon find out."
Indeed, looking back at the murderer's modus operandi is not new. It is a scam of fake suicide, but it is not easy to think of it through inference. Even Yuan Chen himself was actually led astray at the beginning.
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"So, who could be the murderer?"
Qin Mengke still asked this question naturally. Now that the solution of the puzzle has reached the final step, it is really uncomfortable not to understand the result. She believes that the man in front of her must know the answer.
"Why are you looking at me? I didn't kill the person. How do I know who the murderer is?"
Yuan Chen looked innocent and turned a blind eye to Qin Mengke's expectant eyes.
"Bah, why don't you come here, we've already reached this point, you must know, tell me quickly!"
She said in an almost coquettish tone, barely reaching out to hold her arm. This was the first time she had acted like this in the police station, and even she herself didn't realize it.
"Want to spoil the show in advance? Sure, you have to give me some benefits. There are still charges for watching TV series in advance!"
"Tch, I'm bored, I won't pay attention to you."
She pouted, walked to the table angrily, took the box of cakes, threw it in front of him, and threw it on the ground.
"Take this back, I can't bear what you gave me!"
After saying that, she opened the door and walked out.
There was a "pop" sound, and as soon as the door opened, it was slammed shut again.
"What are you doing!"
Qin Mengke shouted.
"Okay, okay, Miss, I really lost to you. As compensation, I will give you free spoilers. Are you satisfied?"
Qin Mengke suppressed a smile, feeling secretly happy in his heart, but his face remained calm.
"This is what you said, don't go back on it."
"You have already spoken, but how dare I do this? I treat it as voluntary labor."
Yuan Chen's tone was very relaxed.
Qin Mengke had already found a chair and sat down, holding his chin in his hands as if watching a show.
"Okay, great detective, please start your performance."
She really had no intention of letting Yuan Chen sit down.
"Ahem, that's it. From the analysis of Wei Chunlai's death characteristics, he was actually murdered a second time while he was still alive after being poisoned. Therefore, when Wei Chunlai died, the murderer was at the scene of the crime, that is, he
In your own home.”
"And the only people who can do this are the closest people - Wei Chunlai's wife and son."