In the conference room, everyone sat down, and Bai Yutang asked Gongsun to introduce the relevant case.

"Do you still remember the cases of taxi crashes that were cracked last month?" Gongsun straightforwardly.

"You mean the case of five deaths and three injuries?" Zhang Long recalled: "Didn't the murderer catch it?"

"It's a middle-aged man in his fifties. He seems to be unnatural, right?" Zhao added.

"That's right." Gongsun nodded and said, "This case was solved directly by the transportation team, it wasn't in your hands, right?"

"Yes." Bai Yutang nodded: "What's wrong? What's wrong with this case?"

"Look at these photos..." Gongsun said, taking out a few photos and put them in front of everyone and said, "These are photos of the bodies of the five victims who were hit and killed."

Everyone present picked up the photos and saw that the photo was taken from the back of the deceased's ears, which were a very small but very clear blue number, which was 7, 12, 19, 30, 42, and one on each corpse.

Bai Yutang frowned: "Is it numbered?"

Gongsun continued, something even more strange. As he said, he took out more than a dozen photos and said, "I have a friend who works as a makeup artist in a funeral home. He recently discovered a very strange phenomenon: many people who died in traffic accidents have such a number behind their ears, without duplication. He is a more careful person and thinks it is strange, so he made records and took photos, and handed them to me a few days ago, and the latest record was three days ago."

"Three days ago?" Everyone was stunned.

"Didn't that perverted driver go in a month ago?" Zhao Hu was surprised.

"The person with the label should not be him!" Zhan Zhao pondered.

"I agree!" Gongsun nodded, "The victims all went straight to the forensic room after they came out of the hospital, and two of them didn't even enter the hospital. And I checked them and the numbers were made with tattoos, and they were not made recently."

Bai Yutang arranged the photos and said, "If these numbers are related, if they are not found, there will be about twenty victims."

Gongsun took out one of the photos and said, "Look at this person!"

Everyone came over and said that it was one of the dozen numbered dead people in the funeral home, with a number of 23.

Gongsun opened the folder and said, "His name is Chen Siliang! He died a week ago, and this is his second car accident."

Jiang Ping looked at the document and said incredibly: "He is the injured person in the perverted driver case?"

"The driver didn't hit him to death, but later died in an accident? He was also numbered..." Ma Han rubbed his hair, his face full of disbelief.

"What do you think?" Bai Yutang was silent for a while, and asked Zhan Zhao, who was also silent.

Zhan Zhao gently tapped his knee with his slender fingers. This was his habitual action when he was thinking, "predicting murder, or killing record."

Bai Yutang nodded, and after a brief thought, "Gongsun, ask Lu Fang to contact the families of the victims. The uncrested bodies are transferred back and have another autopsy! Wang Chao Ma Han, investigate where the traffic accident occurred in the deceased, which hospital was treated in the end, which doctor, and how they died, the more detailed the better! Zhang Long and Zhao Hu checked all the victims' relationship groups, enemies, occupations, etc., to see if there is anything in common. Jiang Ping checked the relevant situation of all the vehicles involved in the accident, the map of the crime site, and the detailed information of each victim! Xu Qing went to the tattoo shop to find clues about the numbers, keep a low profile, and then asked Han Zhang to ask about the situation. I will first meet the enthusiastic person in the funeral home, and then go to the perverted driver to talk. The action was separated!"

"Yes!" Everyone disappeared within half a minute, and they all went there. Bai Yutang packed up the photos and stood up...

"Cough cough" Zhan Zhao was still sitting at the table, coughing twice, and looking at him sideways.

...After packing the folder, Bai Yutang picked up his coat, respectfully compared to Zhan Zhao in a "please" posture and said, "Let's go... Expert!"

Zhan Zhao stood up with satisfaction, snatched his car keys, "I'll drive." After that, he walked out.
Chapter completed!