Entering the morgue, the forensic doctor pointed to the corpse covered with white cloth in the middle and said, "That is Zhao Hede's body. Mr. Chen can go and see it."

"Okay," Chen Tao walked over and lifted the white cloth on Zhao Hede's body, first showing his hideous and painful face. Chen Tao could be sure that he suffered great pain before his death.

Then Chen Tao carefully identified the location of the bruises and wounds on his skin. The body was well preserved. There was no major surgery after dissection or major surgery, and each part was intact.

Chen Weiguo was also watching the corpse from the side, and he also pressed and touched it with his hands from time to time, looking thoughtful.

"Uncle II, what do you think?" Chen Tao asked with a smile when he saw that Uncle II was also observing seriously.

"Haha, I'm just watching it, I don't understand it very much. You're busy with yours, don't worry about me," Chen Weiguo said with a smile. When Chen Tao saw his second uncle's expression, he knew that he was not telling the truth.

Since the second uncle didn't say it, Chen Tao knew that there was a reason to not say it, so he did not continue to ask.

When they heard Chen Weiguo's words, the others in the morgue were speechless. You don't understand, what are you talking nonsense? Suddenly they thought of a possibility that this major general had a numb-fetish.

Among those forensic doctors who were whispering, another person was obviously relieved when he heard this. As long as the major general could not see the problem, everything would be fine. He did not think that Chen Tao, a playboy, could see the death of the deceased. The real reason.

Of course, to be on the safe side, he decided to test it, walked to Chen Tao and asked, "Mr. Chen, have you found anything?"

"The expression on his face is ferocious, his limbs are deformed. It is obvious that the deceased had struggled in pain before his death." Chen Tao was thinking about it. He had carefully checked it. Except for the scars he punched him, the deceased had no other words. Any trauma.

"That's right, plus there is a scar on the deceased's body, so we determine that the perpetrator is the murderer," the man said with a smile.

"Is this too irresponsible? That wound is not enough to be fatal. Even an ordinary person who has no kung fu will not die if he suffers such injuries. I'm afraid there is something wrong with this matter."

Chen Tao frowned and explained.

"Everything is possible. These are true in medicine. Mr. Chen and others know about forensic identification, so they won't even understand this, right?" the man asked in a sarcastic tone.

Chen Tao nodded, expressed his approval of his words, and said: "Yes, on the surface, Zhao Hede's death may be related to this, but it is not the real cause of death."

"It's not the real cause of death, it's ridiculous," the man was very embarrassed by Chen Tao's words at this time. "A person who was identified as the murderer will come for the autopsy. I can understand this, but please don't do it so obviously."

"When speaking, you should pay attention to the words, otherwise you will be sued," Chen Tao warned and continued: "If you believe that the punch is a fatal injury, I want to ask you, the bruise on his waist is like this point of bruise What's going on?"

"It should be that the deceased was touched during the transport process," the forensic doctor said vaguely without expecting Chen Tao to ask this question.

"It is ridiculous for a forensic doctor who made a report on the cause of death without confirming the slight bruise on the deceased," Chen Tao sneered and said disdainfully.

"We don't think this small bruise can kill the dead," the forensic doctor retorted with certainty.

"It seems that Western medicine is really not good," as Chen Tao said this, the forensic doctor immediately interrupted: "What do you mean?"

"The meaning is very simple. You have ignored the most important reason. As forensics, you do this to let the real murderer go and let the deceased die unjustly," Chen Tao said without hesitation.

Seeing those forensic doctors, Chen Tao smiled and said, "Don't look at me with that look. I'm just saying the facts. The small point is an important acupoint on the deceased. The pectoris is used by someone. It was caused by heavy clicks,"

"No, do you think it's a martial arts novel," the forensic doctor retorted.

"You don't know, it doesn't mean there is no," Chen Tao asked again after saying that, "When did he die? Do you have the death certificate that you are willing to issue?"

"There is this," a forensic doctor in the distance handed Chen Tao a piece of information that had been prepared long ago. Chen Tao opened it and saw that the deceased died after three in the morning.

Moreover, the various symptoms of the deceased at that time were similar to the techniques of pointing acupoints as Chen Tao knew. He did not continue to pay attention to the forensic doctor who was looking for trouble, but looked at Chen Wei Guodao: "Uncle II, arrange for someone to investigate the deceased after leaving the hotel, Where have you been to and who have come into contact with,"

"Okay, I'll arrange someone to investigate now," Chen Weiguo said, without even hesitation, and took out a phone call to make arrangements in front of these forensic doctors.

After this arrangement, these forensic doctors had to be dissatisfied with Chen Tao. This organized arrangement may be that the acupoints cannot be called evidence, but if you find someone who has been contacted by the deceased and conduct a systematic interrogation, then the truth will be true. Not far away.

After calling, Chen Weiguo asked Chen Tao: "What else do you need to do?"

"Protect this corpse, his spirit in heaven will bring us more evidence," Chen Tao said solemnly.

"I will arrange for a special person to protect you and will not let anyone get close to you," Chen Weiguo replied.

When the people from the operation team arrived, Chen Tao and Chen Weiguo left. When they arrived in the car, Chen Weiguo could no longer help but ask: "Taozi, there is other evidence on that corpse,"

"No," Chen Tao said with certainty.

Chen Weiguo was speechless when he heard this: "Since there is no evidence, you still ask me to send someone to protect him."

"If you want to alert the snake and let the real murderer destroy the corpse, we will catch the turtle in the jar," Chen Tao said confidently with an evil smile.

"Haha, this move is really good. It seems that I need to set up a few more secret whistles," Chen Weiguo was completely convinced at this time. This nephew was getting more and more powerful.

If Chen Tao's words are released, and the people from the operation team are waiting, the real murderer will definitely think that they have learned the truth. In order to cover up the crime, it is not impossible to jump over the wall.

In addition, Mr. Chen personally took action and made things so big that the black hand behind him would definitely make judgments.

"By the way, second uncle, do you know who runs the Tianxia Club?" Chen Tao suddenly thought of this question. From the beginning to the end of their fight, the club's boss did not show up, which made him full of curiosity.

"Why do you think of asking this? You are not trying to find bad luck with him, right?" Chen Weiguo asked back, but Chen Tao also knew from this back question that the second uncle was the real behind the club.

"It's not bad luck, it's curiosity. By the way, I'll ask for a surveillance video of the club at that time," Chen Tao said with a smile.

"The World Club is known to the public. After leaving the corridor and the first floor lobby, there are no cameras in all places." Chen Weiguo was a little puzzled when he heard Chen Tao's words. Of course, there is another point, that is, he doesn't want Chen Tao and Huang Tiandao to get in contact too early. .

"Maybe they can deceive others, but they can't deceive me. There are no less than five cameras in the dark on the top floor," Chen Tao said, asking again: "Uncle II, who is he?"

"Your grandfather's comrade-in-arms, and your grandfather were called two great war gods back then, and they were recognized as Confucian generals by the world." Chen Weiguo was worried that Chen Tao had other ideas, so he told him that Huang Tiandao was the old man's comrade-in-arms.

"The capital city is indeed a tiger rushing in the dragon. What is the second uncle who can help me introduce me? Such an expert?" Chen Tao suddenly felt an impulse to meet this legendary Confucian general.

"He may meet with others, our Chen family, hang," Chen Weiguo seemed to think of something, sighed, and then said solemnly to Chen Tao: "Don't be enemies with him,"

"I have never seen him, and there is no conflict of interest in what I say. How could I be an enemy?" Chen Tao was speechless, and at the same time he was a little confused. He believed that his second uncle's words were definitely not aimless.

"The grudges between the older generation of the two families are now hard to explain in one or two words. Anyway, just don't contact him," Chen Weiguo warned again, which made Chen Tao feel that Chen Weiguo was making a big deal.

What does the grudges of the older generation have to do with their generation? At the same time, this sentence made Chen Tao a little curious. He really wanted to meet this old man who made his second uncle so afraid. "Stop the car, I suddenly remembered that there was something to do with Xinyu. Sister talks,"

"Be careful, the girl from the Wang family is not as simple as it seems," Chen Weiguo reminded him, but did not stop Chen Tao.

"Only by dealing with smart people can you improve your IQ. I don't think this is dangerous," Chen Tao said with a smile, then pushed open the car door and got out of the car. This action made Chen Weiguo speechless. He just cursed, "Boy, let me give me a message." The driver drove away.

Chen Weiguo and his friends left, but Chen Tao did not go to Wang Xinyu's residence as he said, but instead took a taxi to the Tianxia Club again. He wanted to see the old man whose second uncle did not allow him to contact.

Arriving at the Tianxia Club, Chen Tao entered the hall, walked to the beautiful lady who was receiving the reception, and said in a very kind tone: "Beauty, please contact your boss for me, just say Chen Tao wants to see him."

"May I ask, do you have an appointment?" the reception staff looked up and down Chen Tao and asked.

"No, but I believe he will meet me," Chen Tao said confidently, because Chen Tao knew what happened that day, the boss here must know that he came to see him on his own initiative, and the other party should not refuse.

"I believe that if I make this call rashly, I will be deducted from my salary. Please forgive me, sir. Otherwise, you will notify our president. If she sees you, I will take you up there again."

The front desk secretary looked at Chen Tao with a slightly pitiful look and suggested softly.

"You can try it, I promise you won't be deducted from your salary," Chen Tao said helplessly. If he had a phone call, would it be so troublesome?

"Many people have said this, but my salary was deducted in the end, so I have no choice. Please forgive me first," the receptionist continued to explain patiently.

"Okay, then tell me the location of her office and I'll go up and find it myself." Since I didn't inform you the day before yesterday, it's okay for me to go up by myself. Anyway, through the conversation, Chen Tao has confirmed that the boss here is in the club.
Chapter completed!