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Ji Fanyang smeared beard foam on his chin and said to Lu Hui, "Lu Zu, do you want to shave?"
"No." Lu Hui touched the stubble on his chin and firmly rejected Ji Fanyang's suggestion.
Ji Fanyang remembered Gao Ju's helpless expression, and couldn't help but dissuade him: "This...isn't it in line with the internal affairs regulations?"
"It just came out, it doesn't count." Lu Hui quibble.
Ji Fanyang glanced at the blue stubble on Lu Hui's chin and gave up his persuasion.
After Ji Fanyang finished packing, he went out with Lu Hui.
Arrived at the scene - the pond, the people who checked the traces had already set up a battle by the pond, and it seemed that they had arrived for a while.
"Overslept?" Shen Pei took out the whiteboard from the car and stuffed it into Lu Hui's arms angrily, "Sister Wu said there was nothing to see about the corpse, there was no artificial trauma, it was just ordinary drowning, and the ankle was scratched a few times by the pedal of the bicycle. The wounds should have been caused by Lulu trying to stabilize his body."
"Where's the appraisal report?" Lu Huiheng held the whiteboard, "Let Ji Fanyang read it again."
Shen Pei gave the report document to Ji Fanyang, turned his head and said to Lu Hui: "There is Zhuang Ze's team lying there, Zhuang Ze is in charge of footprint determination."
Lu Hui nodded to indicate that he understood, turned around and walked a few steps, stuck the whiteboard on the branch of a tree with a crooked neck, took out a pen and wrote on the whiteboard [Li Weiguo] and [The wife sleeps with the deceased].
Shen Pei frowned: "Can't you be more subtle?"
Lu Hui said, "Then let's commit adultery."
"If you can, just go to bed, it's good to go to bed." Shen Pei waved his hands again and again.
Rao Feifei came over and just heard the sensitive content, and asked suspiciously, "What is going to bed? Have you all talked about this step?"
"Don't interrupt, who wants to sleep with him." Shen Pei rolled his eyes, "I'm going to work."
Lu Hui stretched his neck and shouted, "Who is alive?"
Rao Feifei's expression was normal. She had been working in the third team dealing with rape cases for several months, and she had become immune to the bland jokes. She returned to the topic: "Are we going to interrogate Li Weiguo?"
"It's not us." Lu Hui said, "It's you, you and Sister Yang, go and ask Li Weiguo and his wife separately." He glanced at the trace inspection technicians who were busy sampling by the pond, "Me and Ji Fanyang Go see a certain 'big brother'."
"Okay." Rao Feifei nodded and left.
Lu Hui didn't call Ji Fanyang immediately, he walked to the pond and looked at the rippling water. A sunny day dries out the soil, and the entire trail regains its hard texture.
Lu Hui took a step forward, half of the soles of his feet were hanging on the edge, and the other half of his feet were on the ground, giving him a sense of danger.
"Hey!"
Ji Fanyang, who had just bought the breakfast and walked into the scene, ran quickly and grabbed Lu Hui's arm: "What are you doing?!" He let out a breath, dragged Lu Hui back a few steps away from the edge of the pond, and stuffed the breakfast into the In Lu Hui's hand, "You can't seek death without breakfast."
Lu Hui held the breakfast, and his dazed expression flashed past. He lowered his head and took a bite of the pancake, and said critically, "I don't like chopped green onion."
Ji Fanyang ignored his complaints and bit into the pancake, as if he had a deep hatred with the pancake.
After drinking and walking at night last night, the relationship between Ji Fanyang and Lu Hui took a big step forward. Although Lu Hui still stubbornly refused to admit that they were friends, his attitude was indeed different from before, at least he didn't need to " Team leader" status is overwhelming, and he doesn't care about Ji Fanyang reprimanding him or ignoring his words.
Of course, Lu Hui doesn't care about everyone's reprimands, he just writes it down and uses various methods to fight back.
After eating a whole pancake, Lu Hui casually hung the plastic bag containing the pancakes on Ji Fanyang's wrist. He glanced back at the edge of the pond, stepped back to the path beside the pond, looked around, walked along the grass, and bent over to observe. Fine grass.
Ji Fanyang stood on the path and watched his strange movements, which aroused his curiosity. He didn't say it, for fear of interrupting Lu Hui's thinking.
Lu Hui kept walking until he walked to the soil slope about 30 meters away from where the deceased fell into the water. He took a deep breath and shouted, "Zhuang Ze!!!"
"..." Ji Fanyang, who was staring intently at Lu Hui's actions, was almost deafened. He pinched the bridge of his nose to ease the shock.
I saw Zhuang Ze, who was squatting and collecting footprints in the distance, jumped up: "What's the matter?"
Ji Fanyang saw that Lu Hui was going to shout back, he rubbed his ears and walked to Lu Hui's side. There were a pair of footprints on the soil slope, and he turned around and waved at Zhuang Ze.
Zhuang Ze knew how to pack his things and came over: "Have you found anything?"
"Here." Lu Hui pointed to the soil slope, "This pair is measured first."
Zhuang Ze took out a [1] sign on his body and placed it next to the footprints: "Well."
"Finished?" Lu Hui said to Ji Fanyang, "Let's go to the so-called big brother."
Ji Fanyang put two oily plastic bags into the trash can in the corner of the scene: "But we don't know his name yet."
"You go ask." Lu Hui commanded, "The old lady sitting at the head of the village, the little boy or girl playing under the tree, or..." He raised his head and squinted at the entrance of the village, "Students who are going to school. "
Ji Fanyang pinched his cheeks, and remembered Lu Hui's words, "flattering face".
Lu Hui glanced at the young man and knew what he was thinking, he sneered: "You love feathers so much, is your dream job a duck?"
Ji Fanyang pretended he didn't hear it, and tried to fight back: "Maybe ladies like mature ones."
"嘁." Lu Hui sounded a little happy.
After all, few people have dared to fight back against him head-on over the years without fear of being damaged enough to lift their heads. Ji Fanyang stood out from the defeated army.
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Lu Hui's Poison Tongue Skill LV99.
Ji Fanyang's Poison Tongue Skill [Growing]: LV20.
I need to learn more, my little sun.
Chapter 15 Possibilities
The sun at the end of July is particularly strong. Linhua City, Zhuchuan Province is located in the central part of northern China, with a temperate monsoon climate, high temperature and rainy summer.
The continuous heavy rain and hot sunny days are very obvious in Linhua City.
Ji Fanyang and Lu Hui stood under the big tree at the entrance of the village. Ji Fanyang took the forensic identification and gave Lu Hui the key words: "The time of death is about six days, and the error is no more than one day..."
"A week ago, the dead fell into the pond from 9 to 10 pm and drowned," Lu Hui said.
"...Why?" Ji Fanyang asked.
"The deceased drank too much, and he must have come back after playing cards. It was dark, raining, unconscious, and the road was slippery." Lu Hui analyzed, "The deceased's wife made seven or eight calls to the police station, and we can basically infer death. time."
Ji Fanyang nodded to indicate that he understood, and he planned to continue reading, but was interrupted by Lu Hui raising his hand: "Forget it for now, you can ask the old lady over there who has a grudge against Li//Peng. "
Ji Fanyang put down the forensic report and walked towards the old lady sitting at the entrance of the village.
Lu Hui put his hands in his pockets and stood leisurely under the big tree to enjoy the shade. He looked at Ji Fanyang's back and saw Ji Fanyang half-squatting beside the old lady with a warm smile. Looking at that gentle expression, he must have a tone of voice. Also polite and humble.
Lu Hui bent down to pick up the forensic report. He had already read it twice, and asked Ji Fanyang to read it just to teach Ji Fanyang how to investigate the case. In terms of teaching, Lu Hui was top-notch, but in terms of etiquette, Lu Hui dragged it out. National hind legs.
The sunlight passed through the gap between the leaves and projected onto Lu Hui, outlining his thin figure like a ghost, and even the hot temperature could not suppress the indifferent edge in his eyes.