"Brother Bin, is there a problem?" Zhao Ming asked.
"Don't you think this looks like a murder scene?" Han Bin asked.
Tian Li looked at the wall, then stared at the floor and analyzed, "If it's a murder scene, the wall is likely to be splattered with blood, so the suspect scratched the wall and used a calendar to cover it up. The burnt marks on the floor should be left by burning the evidence."
"What about the body of the deceased?" Zhao Ming asked.
"There are weeds in other places, but they are only half a meter high. Only the two-meter square opposite the east house has weeds that are much taller. The nutrients in this place are much higher than in other places." Han Bin turned around and walked into the yard. His eyes fell on the one-meter tall yellow weeds.
"Cao Dalong, has anything been planted there before?"
"No." Cao Dalong shook his head. There was originally only one tree in the yard. It was in the open space in front of the south house. Later, it was sold by the grandson.
"The nutrients in that place are very abundant. It's very likely that some kind of animal's body is buried there." Tian Li muttered and asked, "Has Cao Erhu ever raised a pet?"
"That grandson even killed his own brother. He's not a caring person. He hasn't raised anything." Cao Dalong snorted.
Han Bin reached out and patted Zhao Ming's shoulder. "Young man, don't just watch. Let's get to work."
"Come on, exercise on such a cold day, and we can eat more at noon." Zhao Ming saw a shovel leaning against the wall. When he was about to use it, he was stopped by Han Bin.
"Don't use that shovel. Cao Dalong, go borrow one from the neighbor," Han Bin ordered.
"Okay." Cao Dalong sighed. No matter how slow he was, he knew that the police would not dig a hole for fun.
Cao Dalong found two shovels. Han Bin and Zhao Ming dug together, while Tian Li recorded the whole process.
After digging for about half a meter, Han Bin felt something hard. He scraped away the soil on top and found a piece of torn cloth underneath. It had been corroded beyond recognition.
"Damn, this is a piece of hand bone, right?" Zhao Ming was a bold person. He used the shovel to dig out a piece of bone, squatted down and looked at it.
"Keep digging." Han Bin instructed, and the two of them began to dig around the perimeter. In order to avoid damaging the physical evidence, they slowed down quite a bit.
After digging for a while, they dug out a human skull. Han Bin waved his hand, signaling Zhao Ming to stop.
"Leave the rest to the technology, right?"
Han Bin clapped his hands and walked to the side to report to Zheng Kaixuan.
Ding Xifeng had said that Han Bin could report directly to him.
However, Han Bin did not become arrogant.
Zheng Kaixuan was his direct superior.
Han Bin would report to Zheng Kaixuan, and Zheng Kaixuan would report to Ding Xifeng. According to the rules, everyone would benefit.
If Han Bin reported to someone above his rank, even if he could temporarily gain Ding Xifeng's favor, after calming down, no one would like such a subordinate.
'Being too smart' might not be a good thing.
…
About an hour later, Zheng Kaixuan arrived at Cao Erhu's house with the forensics team.
Han Bin handed the scene over to the forensics team.
It had been ten years. The skin and flesh of the deceased had long become nutrients for the weeds. Now, all that was left was a pile of bones.
The forensic doctor, Wu Xia, was conducting a preliminary autopsy with her assistant.
The forensics team was inspecting the physical evidence around.
Han Bin and Zheng Kaixuan were standing in the corner of the courtyard, chatting in low voices.
"Have you found out the identity of the deceased?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.
Han Bin shook his head. "There are traces of fire in the house. I think the items that can prove his identity have been burned."
"Then, who do you think is buried here?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.
"It could be Liang Zhibo, or it could be Cao Erhu himself. Of course, we can't rule out the possibility of other victims," Han Bin guessed.
The murderer of the 715 case was probably not the same person. Both of them disappeared after the crime. Based on Han Bin's deduction, both of them were very suspicious.
Zheng Kaixuan glanced at Cao Dalong, who was standing not far away with a silly look on his face. He said, "Inform Liang Zhibo's family to come and identify the body."
"Understood," Han Bin said.
…
Half an hour later.
The preliminary autopsy was completed. Wu Xia took off her gloves and said, "The body is a male victim, about forty years old, about 175 meters tall. He has been dead for at least seven or eight years."
"Is there any evidence that can confirm his identity?"
Wu Xia spread her hands. "The body has been decomposed, leaving only a pile of bones. There is no way to extract DNA material at all. According to my estimation, the deceased should not have been wearing clothes at the time. He was buried wrapped in a piece of cloth."
"Are there any characteristics on the bones?" Han Bin asked.
"His left arm should have been fractured," Wu Xia said.
"Cao Dalong, go and identify it," Han Bin said.
"Big Brother, there is only a pile of bones left. How can I identify it?" Cao Dalong showed a bitter smile and took two steps back.
"You are his brother. Don't you know what characteristics he has?" Han Bin asked.
"If he treated me as his brother, he wouldn't have chased me with a sickle back then."
"Alright, let's not talk about what happened in the past. Go and identify it," Han Bin said with a straight face.
Cao Dalong took a deep breath and took a few steps forward. He glanced at the bones and quickly retreated. "I can't tell, I can't tell."
Han Bin frowned. "How tall is Cao Erhu?"
"I'm not very sure. Slightly taller than me." Cao Dalong gestured.
"How tall are you?"
"I'm 1.74 or 1.75 meters tall."
"Has Cao Erhu's arm ever been injured?"
"I don't know about that. He stayed in the city after that, so we didn't have much contact. He didn't tell me whether he had a broken arm or a leg, and I didn't care even if he did." Cao Dalong snorted.
"Then, do you think this skeleton is Cao Erhu?"
"I can't say …" Cao Dalong said halfway and changed his words. "Yes, I think it should be Cao Erhu."
"Where is the evidence?" Han Bin said.
"Feeling."
"You think that when the person is dead, the property is yours, right?" Han Bin snorted.
Cao Dalong showed an awkward smile. There was a corpse in the yard. Whether it was Cao Erhu himself or Cao Erhu killed someone, he could not come back.
However, as the first heir, the former was more beneficial to him.
"Ring ring ring …" At that moment, Han Bin's phone rang.
Han Bin took out his phone and looked. It was a call from Li Hui.
Han Bin pressed the answer button. "Hello."
"Brother Bin, where are you? You're not back yet? "Li Hui asked.
"We're in Li Nan Village, Cao Erhu's house. We found a corpse in his yard," Han Bin said.
"Damn, that's so explosive. Why didn't I see it?" Li Hui was surprised.
"Cut the crap. How's your investigation going?" Han Bin asked.
"Cao Erhu's phone has been in use. His current location is in Quancheng City," Li Hui said.
"So, Cao Erhu is still alive. The person who was killed is probably Liang Zhibo!" Han Bin guessed.
Li Hui said subconsciously, "No wonder we couldn't find him after so many years. He's dead."
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