The police station in Hong Kong was called the Police Department.
At that moment, Zhao Yu and Zhang Peipei were examining the body in the autopsy room and listening to the reports of the local police and forensic officers.
An old medical examiner, who looked a little sloppy, said in very stiff Mandarin, "He was indeed strangled to death! The strangulation was very strong, and the strangulation marks were very obvious.
"The face is bruised and swollen, and there are bleeding spots on the skin and the conjunctiva. There is also foamy fluid in the mouth and nose. These are the most common symptoms of strangulation …"
"Wait a minute, I just want to figure out one thing," Zhao Yu said. "The deceased was dragged from the bedroom to the living room and strangled to death!
"But … The deceased was lying on the ground. How could he be strangled to death?" Zhao Yu made a simple pose and asked, "If you want to strangle a person who is lying down, do you have to step on his shoulders and pull the rope hard?"
"No …" The old medical examiner also made a pose and said, "You have to press his face down on the ground, then step on his back and strangle him like this …"
"Like this?" Zhao Yu also made a gesture. "In this way, there are no footprints on his back?"
"What? Footprints? "The old medical examiner was stunned, then scratched his head and said," I don't think there are any obvious footprints, right? "
"What do you mean by 'seems'?" Zhao Yu smacked his lips.
"Well, absolutely not!" The old medical examiner quickly changed his words. "The murderer might have taken off his shoes, or was wearing shoe covers …"
"Okay, okay …" Zhao Yu shook his head helplessly and continued to ask, "What about the murder weapon? What did you find? "
"There are metal components," the old medical examiner said. "It should be something like a steel wire. From the strangulation marks, it is as thick as half a finger!"
"Then … What about Kuman Thong? Where is Kuman Thong now? "
"In the forensics department." The old medical examiner gestured to the next room. "The test should be done by now."
"Okay." Zhao Yu turned to Zhang Peipei and said, "Zhang, I'll leave this to you. You check the body and the evidence carefully, and let me know if there is anything."
"Mm …" Zhang Peipei nodded.
After that, Zhao Yu walked away, but just as he reached the door, he suddenly thought of something and turned to the old medical examiner.
"By the way, is the Thai man here?" Zhao Yu gestured with his long hair and glasses. "Is he the expert?"
"He's here, he's here!" The old forensic doctor nodded affirmatively. "He came here half an hour ago to take a look at the corpse and left in a hurry!"
"What!? Is it that simple? "Zhao Yu muttered to himself." Did he say anything else? "
The old forensic doctor shook his head.
"What was his expression like then?" Zhao Yu asked.
"Expression? As for the expression … "The old forensic doctor tried hard to recall and said seriously," I was too focused on my work and didn't look carefully! "
"What the f * ck …" Zhao Yu glared at the man, but there was nothing he could do.
Left with no choice, he strode out of the autopsy room and headed for the forensics department.
Originally, the local police had arranged a higher-ranking assistant for Zhao Yu, but Zhao Yu was angry, so he sent the assistant away.
However, Zhao Yu was already famous. All the local police officers knew him, so when he entered the forensics department to check the evidence, he quickly saw the Kuman Thong.
The so-called Kuman Thongs were dolls made of special materials that looked like children. They had different shapes and sizes.
The one found on the deceased's body was a black Kuman Thong the size of a goose egg.
The Kuman Thong was sitting in a sitting position, and there were some indecipherable incantations written on its body.
Zhao Yu felt a little uncomfortable when he first saw it.
Zhao Yu asked the staff in the forensics department briefly, and they told him that only the fingerprints of the deceased were found on the Kuman Thong, and nothing else was found.
"Then …" Zhao Yu saw the incantations on the Kuman Thong and suddenly thought of the Thai expert, so he asked casually, "Did the Thai expert, Mia, come to see the Kuman Thong?"
"No … No …" The forensics staff looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.
No way?
This time, Zhao Yu felt that something was wrong.
If the Thai expert had just gone to the autopsy room to check on the corpse, why didn't he come over to take a look at the Kuman Thong?
Also, the old forensic doctor said that he came over to take a look at the corpse, then left in a hurry.
Left?
Where did he go?
No way …
Zhao Yu felt that the Thai expert's behavior was getting stranger and stranger. He quickly put down the Kuman Thong and left the forensics department.
As soon as he left, he immediately called Ding Lan.
"Hello? Sister, didn't you say that I could talk to you if I wanted to communicate? Can you help me find the Thai expert now? I want to talk to him! "
"No problem," Ding Lan answered quickly. "Go to the parking lot now, and I'll take you to him!"
Zhao Yu didn't return to the office to preside over the investigation work. Instead, he got into Ding Lan's car and drove to the entrance of a western restaurant near the police station.
"Room number five." Ding Lan gestured to the restaurant and said concisely, "He's alone! You guys talk among yourselves, I won't go in! "
Amazing …
Zhao Yu was secretly impressed. The Secret Service was indeed the Secret Service. Everyone's whereabouts were within their grasp.
Then, Zhao Yu walked into the western restaurant and saw Professor Mia in private room number five.
To his surprise, the doctor was leisurely sipping his coffee and reading an English newspaper.
However, this person was more vigilant, and as soon as Zhao Yu appeared, Dr. Mia noticed him.
"Oh?" Mia held the frame of his glasses and looked at Zhao Yu carefully. He wasn't surprised and said, "Isn't this Mr. Sherlock? Why are you here? "
Zhao Yu smiled and greeted him. He then sat opposite the doctor.
"Oh …" Mia put down the newspaper, nodded at Zhao Yu, and said, "I think you want to talk to me about this case?"
"Kuman Thong is your specialty." Zhao Yu cupped his hands and said, "I hope you can enlighten me!"
"Oh, you flatter me!" Mia quickly waved his hand and said, "We're doing a joint investigation, so we can learn from each other!"
"Then …" Zhao Yu opened his palm and made a gesture, which meant, "Don't waste time and get down to business!"
"Hehehe …" Mia habitually pushed her glasses up with her hand and said, "This case was a clumsy imitation. It wasn't done by the real Kuman Thong assassins. You can rest assured about that!"
Sure enough …
Zhao Yu had actually guessed that this might be the result. Otherwise, Mia wouldn't have ignored the Kuman Thong.
"The altar of the deceased's family is facing the west, which is a taboo for Kuman Thong!
"Also … The deceased's belt is made of crocodile skin," Mia said. "It's taboo to use wild animal products, such as elephants and crocodiles, to feed Kuman Thong.
"Also, the fragrance and decorations in the house don't seem to belong to someone who raised Kuman Thong.
So, the Kuman Thong shouldn't be the deceased's! "
"Oh …" Zhao Yu had done his homework before, but he had too little exposure to such things.
"Also, the position of the strangulation mark on the deceased's neck is wrong," Mia said. "When the Kuman Thong killer strangles someone, it's closer, and the shape of the strangulation mark on the neck is wrong!
"So … This is a very clumsy imitation murder. The murderer doesn't know the details of the real Kuman Thong case at all … Mm …"
Just then, Mia suddenly became distracted, as if she was thinking about something.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, she finally lowered her voice and whispered to Zhao Yu, "I'm not sure if you know, but the cause of death of the real Kuman Thong case … was not strangulation!"
"Huh? What?! "Zhao Yu was shocked.
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