Detective Training Manual

The two police officers did not stop Zhou Yan from taking out the book.

But on the contrary, they did not slow down, still holding Zhou Yan and walking towards the prison wagon.

They are just police officers. Whether the prisoner has committed a crime or not is something that can only be decided by the judge and the detective. They will not interfere.

They just need to keep things within their points.

but......

They glanced curiously at the death row inmate next to them.

In fact, from the beginning, they were curious about why this guy had to bring that book out.

Before getting on the prison wagon, they also checked the book deliberately, for fear that there was something like a blade in it.

But... there is nothing in that book. Not even a word.

Therefore, when Zhou Yan took out the blank book from time to time and flipped through it, the two police officers looked puzzled.

"What is this kid doing?"

"His illness really doesn't heal..."

The policeman thought.

And Zhou Yan definitely didn't know that the book in his hand was blank in the eyes of others, and he was quickly looking for the last hope between the lines.

[Long Haomiao: I should not be executed at this time, at least there is a problem with the case]

Indeed, the death penalty will definitely be abolished temporarily, but if there is no evidence, then his own inferences will become less and less convincing. Maybe after several years of tossing and tossing, the original sentence will be upheld.

Therefore, Zhou Yan cannot bet. He must show real evidence!

[Ichiko Hei Qi: Is the body still there? Are forensic doctors in this world so unreliable? The characteristics of a corpse with a heart stabbed and bleeding are completely different from those of a heart attack. And the wound before death is completely different from the wound after death. . . 】

Zhou Yan stared at this sentence, a trace of helplessness flashed between his brows.

Regrettably, the time between the relapse of the deceased’s heart attack and the stabbed heart is too short. It’s just that judging from the plaques and the stiffness of the corpse, there is no way to deduce that the corpse was a corpse before the heart was stabbed. What state.

So, whether it was a clever concealment technique for the cause of death, the world's forensic doctors were too unreliable. In short, there was no way to find clues from the corpse now.

Because it is impossible for the police station to keep a body for so long. It was returned to the family and cremated long ago.

Zhou Yan looked down at [Yizi Heiqi]'s many comments. Well, it seems to be complaining. In fact, Zhou Yan had already scolded the autopsy people ten thousand times in his heart, but now the complaint is Useless, the problem will not be solved by complaining.

So he continued to look down.

[Mind Vision: There is no help, wait for death! 】

Bah, **** curse Lao Tzu...

Zhou Yan looked quickly.

There are a lot of new words in the book, and I can feel from it that these words are all helping myself.

But... not enough!

It's a little bit short of it!

He turned the book faster and faster, and in the end it was more than just a glance.

"Okay, it's time to get in the car." Suddenly, a guard next to him said.

Zhou Yan raised his head. He found that he had already reached the prison car. The closed prison car was like a huge mouth, waiting to swallow him...

"Can you wait for me for a while? Just for a while?" Zhou Yan asked!

"Brother, don't make it difficult for us..." another police officer said, and at the same time, his arm started to force Zhou Yan into the car.

Zhou Yan knew that the current resistance was meaningless, and all his hopes were evidence.

He got into the prison car, the door closed slowly, and the sunlight outside the door became a little narrower with the car door.

At the junction of black and white, the light seemed extremely dazzling...it shone on the book.

At this moment... Zhou Yan's pupils suddenly enlarged!

A word emerged...

[Unknown reader: The blood has a blue light, can it be photographed for decades? What is that name? 】

Then, another sentence appeared.

[It is n years later: Luminol reaction?]

Zhou Yan's brain buzzed! ! !

In an instant, he finally figured out the original question --- [Dust under the crack of the door! 】

"Wait!" he shouted suddenly, his body sprang up, and he pressed hard against the door of the car that was about to close.

"What are you going to do?!" The two guards drank, their hands already reaching their back waist, there should be batons there, maybe even guns.

But no matter what it was, Zhou Yan would not be afraid. Facing the setting sun, he slammed the car door abruptly and jumped out of the prison wagon desperately.

"Evidence! I have evidence!"

......

The evening sun looked unusually dazzling. Not far away, Chen Hao, who was about to get in the police car, was taken aback for a moment.

"What the hell! The police, what do you think of the prisoners!" he drank.

however......

"Wait a minute, he said he found evidence." Lin Xi on the side interrupted Chen Hao.

"He can find a fart, the police, put him in the car!" Chen Hao yelled.

However, Lin Xi stood in front of the car door and looked at Chen Hao solemnly: "Anyway, you should let the prisoner finish talking. If he is just delaying time, it won't be too late to put him on the prison car."

Chen Hao obviously didn't want to listen to Lin Xi, but this stinky lady stood in front of the car, and Chen Hao couldn't beat her...In the end, he had to forcefully suppress his anger.

"Okay --- 5 minutes, I will give him five minutes, if after five minutes, he still can't tell why, and you still let him play nonsense here..."

"I'll pay for this responsibility!" Lin Xi said lightly.

"Okay! You pay!" Chen Hao exhaled heavily, and then strode towards Zhou Yan: "Come on, I want to see what else you can do!"

"It's not a trick, but a fact." Zhou Yan looked directly at Chen Hao's eyes without showing any weakness, as if he was standing behind a thousand horses:

"I found the evidence... the dust!"

"Dust?" Chen Hao was startled: "Hehe, did you mean that you yelled [Dust under the door crack] at first? Stop it~www.wuxiahere.com~The dust is your paranoia!"

"No, the dust is real." Zhou Yan said

"Certainly..." Chen Hao seemed to be too lazy to quarrel with Zhou Yan. He pointed to the crack of the door: "Come on, whether you want to turn the time back, let the scene reappear, anyway, anyway. You quickly take out your superpowers and put the evidence in front of me.

Oh, by the way, I have to tell you, even if you let the time go back, it won’t tell you anything just by relying on [the dust under the door crack]! "

Zhou Yan nodded: "Of course, the dust under the crack of the door is a bit thicker. It must not explain anything, and I don't have superpowers either..."

"Then what time are you wasting here!" Chen Hao seemed to no longer care about his image as a detective, he roared.

"But, I know the reason for the thickening of the dust! And this reason is the evidence! The evidence that will not be erased after a long time!" Chen Hao said, and then slowly spit out a word from his mouth:

"blood!"

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