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The second hundred and sixty-fourth chapter is dead again(2/2)

Zhao Hannan was lying on the bed in the bedroom.

There was a fruit knife inserted into his side, and the blade was completely submerged in his body, leaving only the plastic handle. His whole body was curled up, his right hand tightly covering the wound, his left hand reaching forward, and his outstretched fingers making a "

The action of "grasping" is stiff and solid.

The room was in a mess. Some small furnishings fell on the floor, mostly wooden and bone Buddha statues. These things are very common in Mengsuo Village, and every household has several. Hu Pingtao also found it in Daoyong and Xiaosha Miyanpa's house.

I've seen them before, but both appearance and quality are not as refined as the ones we have now.

There was a mattress on the bed, and the thin quilt was covered in blood.

The murderer was a young woman. She was caught on the spot by Zhao Hannan's family, her hands tied behind her back with ropes, and held in the corner of the outhouse.

She is Zhao Hannan's girlfriend, Nahan Muxiang.

The scene was chaotic.

On the way from the home of the old village chief Yan Xiang, Hu Pingtao and Zhang Qingwei verbally made a simple division of labor: the former surveyed the scene, and the latter maintained order.

Two heavily armed police officers were guarding the door of the bedroom. When Hu Pingtao walked up the stairs of the bamboo building, he wiped the soles of his shoes with paper towels and put on special gloves.

The expression on Zhao Hannan's face was extremely ferocious, with an element of horror in it.

There were bloodstains everywhere in the room. On the bed, floor, walls... even on the chair that was pushed, half a vague bloody handprint could be seen.

Hu Pingtao scanned the entire audience with sharp eyes.

The remaining traces showed that the deceased first rolled off the bed and staggered towards the desk.

Hu Pingtao carefully avoided the blood on the ground, walked to the table, opened the drawer, and saw various medical products such as alcohol, cotton wool, and band-aids placed inside.

Zhao Hannan was stabbed. He was in a hurry to save himself. He probably yelled and tried to get cotton wool from the drawer to stop the bleeding. But before he could open the drawer, the rapid loss of physical energy could no longer support him, and he finally fell to the ground.

Hu Pingtao turned his attention to the deceased again.

The angle of the knife handle inserted into Zhao Hannan's flank was a little strange. After squatting next to the body and looking at it for a long time, and taking a few close-up photos with his mobile phone, Hu Pingtao discovered: the clothes at the wound location were torn, and the everted skin and

The muscle rotates in a clockwise angle.

This means that it is not as simple as stabbing someone with a knife.

Although Hu Pingtao is not a professional forensic scientist, he received training in this field when he was at the police academy, and later learned a lot from Ding Jian.

The knife was inserted into Zhao Hannan's body and turned around. His internal organs must have been minced, causing him to die on the spot.

Hu Pingtao turned sideways, without touching the deceased's right hand, and looked at the knife handle from the other side with a larger gap.

Black, plastic texture.

This kind of knife is very common and can be bought in markets and supply and marketing cooperatives. The blade is very long and comes in two sizes: 20 and 25 centimeters. They are all machine-made.

That's pretty much it.

Just when Hu Pingtao was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a little reflection on the bed where the pillow was pressed. He walked over, picked up a corner of the pillow with his fingers, picked it up, and found that the source of the reflection was a contraceptive condom.

The brand "Oka 1 Hon" and the smooth outer packaging look clean and unopened.
Chapter completed!
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