The heavy rain finally stopped, and Pang Yu's preliminary identification results came out. Xiaoying died of suffocation, and the time of death should be around four o'clock in the morning. Moreover, Pang Yu also found signs on the side of the suitcase where Xiaoying was buried.

Two bloody English letters 'YG' were found, which should have been left by Xiaoying biting her own finger before the break.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jinghao's heart was bleeding. Judging from the time of Xiaoying's death, she was not dead when she was in the nursing home. Her real time of death should be after she was buried underground. In other words, she

He was buried alive and died...

However, this also shows from another perspective that Xiaoying did not die in Zhang Jushi's room, which not only made the whole case more complicated...

‘Could it be that Xiaoying really stole someone else’s things and was silenced by her companions when she met with them?’ Lin Jinghao’s thought was immediately overturned by him as soon as this thought came to his mind.

Nurse Zhang was massaging Practitioner Zhang in the room. The 'unexpected incident' in the morning had not been for the support and comfort provided by Practitioner Zhang. I am afraid that she would have been on the road to death now.

The doorbell rang again outside the door. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Who would come at this time? It couldn't be the police again, right?

As soon as the heavy rain stopped in the morning, Nurse Zhang picked up the car keys and went down to take a look at the car. The black body of the Big G had been washed clean by the rain, which made her very satisfied. Because she remembered that when she went out in the early morning,

Because the shoes I was wearing were too small, I simply took them off. It seemed that I accidentally stepped on water when I got out of the car.

However, all of this no longer exists, because the rain has washed them away.

"Who is it?" Nurse Zhang called from the bed. If it was not a very important matter, she would not go over and open the door.

"Police!" The same cry as in the morning came from outside the door.

Nurse Zhang was shocked and couldn't help but tighten her hands.

"Oh..." Zhang Jushi, who was about to fall asleep after being pressed so comfortably, suddenly felt pain and cried out softly.

"Godfather, it's the police again." Now when Nurse Zhang heard that it was the police, she became inexplicably panicked.

"Why are you here again?" Even Jushi Zhang felt strange. It was only a rainy time from now in the morning.

"Go and have a look, don't panic." Nurse Zhang today was obviously not as calm as before. Master Zhang didn't understand this either. This was not the first time that his goddaughter had killed someone.

In fact, Nurse Zhang is much calmer now than in the morning, but I don’t know why? She still gets flustered inexplicably. Maybe this is because she is still a little afraid of Xiaoying, the girlfriend of the police station director.

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"Wait a minute," Nurse Zhang got out of bed and put on a pair of light sneakers. As for why she had to change shoes so mysteriously, even she couldn't figure it out. Maybe, she hoped in her heart that if something happened, she would

You can run faster yourself.

Opening the door, standing at the door was still the policeman who came in the morning, but now he had changed into clean clothes.

"Is it you again, officer?"

The person who came was none other than Dashu. He was here to carry out Lin Jinghao's mission.

"Yes, I brought the car here this morning, but I forgot to ask the owner to sign for it. I'm so sorry, Master Zhang... he can't sleep." Dashu pretended to poke his head and looked into the house.

"Yes, you know the elderly need to take a nap in the afternoon. It's okay, I can bring the signature." When Nurse Zhang heard that she wanted to sign, she felt relaxed again.

"You sign... Our request is best to be signed in person. However, we can make an exception for beautiful women. You can also sign. It is best if you can write us a receipt. That would be perfect." Dashu laughed.

Then, his eyes stopped on Nurse Zhang's shoes.

"Okay, I'll write you a receipt right now." Nurse Zhang said, turned around and walked in.

Dashu stood waiting at the door. He was thinking, how can he get the size of Nurse Zhang's shoes? His eyes rested on the shoe rack at the door. Except for a few pairs of slippers, they were all men and women.

Sneakers also show that the two homeowners like to exercise.

"It's written, take it." Nurse Zhang came back with a written receipt, but Dashu still didn't look away from the sneakers on the shoe rack.

"The police officer also likes sports." Seeing that Dashu didn't reach out to pick up the paper, Nurse Zhang followed his gaze and looked over.

"Yes, Nurse Zhang, I heard that you turned out to be a martial arts champion. Can you tell me what kind of shoes are best for exercising?" Dashu pretended to have just recovered, stretched out his hand and took the

After passing the receipt in Nurse Zhang's hand, I asked casually.

"When it comes to sports shoes, of course the lighter and more breathable the better. Another important thing is that they have better cushioning performance. For example, the pair of NIKE360s I have on my feet are quite good, but they are quite expensive, costing four figures.

Of course." When talking about her expertise, Nurse Zhang was very familiar with it. As she spoke, she even raised her feet and glanced at the big tree.

Before Dashu could see clearly, Nurse Zhang took his feet back. He could only say: "What shoes are they? They are so expensive. They are my monthly salary. Can you show them to me again?" Dashu said.

My eyes were fixed on Nurse Zhang's shoes, as if they were welded.

"Look," a woman's nature of showing off cannot be changed. Even a woman like Nurse Zhang, who is not a woman, cannot avoid it. With a smile on her face, she even raised her feet and showed off the soles of her shoes.

Look at the big tree.

Dashu could see it clearly this time: "It costs several thousand? Forget it, I'll just go back to work honestly." Dashu pretended to smile awkwardly. This smile was quite realistic. With his salary,

I really can’t bear to spend money to buy such a pair of sneakers costing several thousand yuan.

Dashu folded the receipt, put it in his pocket and put it away. After saying goodbye, he turned and left. Nurse Zhang seemed to be still a little unfinished and closed the door. Practitioner Zhang just walked out of the room and asked, "What's the matter?"

Have we been chatting for so long?”

"Nothing happened? The policeman in the morning forgot to ask us to write a receipt for receiving the car." Nurse Zhang answered easily.

Dashu could clearly see the size on Nurse Zhang's shoes just now, which is 24, which means that it is a women's shoe size 38. This is exactly the same size as the one on the car pedal.

Back to the police station

, he immediately reported it to Lin Jinghao, who immediately called several people into the office again.

The current evidence is polarizing. Nurse Zhang’s shoe size shows that it was indeed not Xiaoying who walked out of the nursing home. However, the time of Xiaoying’s death shows that she was not murdered in the nursing home? This undoubtedly means that they

There is still no conclusive evidence, so a thorough search of Jushi Zhang's residence can be conducted with reasonable suspicion.

"Actually, Suo Lin, are you hiding something from us? Logically speaking, considering that Nurse Zhang is a lesbian and a martial arts champion, no matter how bold Xiaoying is, she will not be bold enough to dare to fight with her.

She went to sleep in the same bed and took the opportunity to steal, isn't she afraid..." Lin Jinghao's unusual reaction to Xiaoying's death had already begun to arouse Pei Feng's suspicion.

"Yes, she's not afraid of Nurse Zhang at night..." When Dashu, the 'evil creature', started to talk nonsense again, he was immediately frightened back by Gu Qing's eyes.

"You're right. I want Xiaoying to help me investigate whether Nurse Zhang is hiding the sword that can cut off people's heads. Who knows..." Lin Jinghao could no longer hide his guilt towards Xiaoying.

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If he hadn't asked her to do this, she wouldn't have had anything to do with Jushi Zhang and Nurse Zhang, and she wouldn't have lost her life in the end.

"Lin Suo, are you really..." Although he confirmed his thoughts, Pei Feng could not accuse Lin Jinghao of whether his behavior was right or wrong. Maybe some things were destined by God.

"Actually, when she told me that Nurse Zhang did hide a sword, I had already told her not to have contact with Nurse Zhang and the others again. But, for some reason, she..." Indeed, Lin Jinghao had warned the little girl.

Ying, but for some reason, Xiaoying still insisted on having her own way, which made him really unable to let go for a while.

Maybe Xiaoying's death really had nothing to do with Lin Jinghao. Her death was just because the girl's heart was too kind, and the human nature in this world was too ugly.

There was a brief silence in the office, and everyone began to understand Lin Jinghao's abnormal behavior when faced with Xiaoying's death today.

"Why don't we study why Xiaoying wrote these two English letters in the suitcase?" Gu Qing broke the silence in the office. Yes, what they need to do now is to check Xiaoying

Only by clarifying the truth can we be worthy of her death.

"Pei Feng, what do you think?" Pei Feng showed great bravery today, and Lin Jinghao naturally put him on the stage first.

"I think before a person dies, he must want to tell us who the murderer is? But these two letters don't seem to be the same." Pei Feng didn't think clearly about the answer for a while.

"Dashu, what about you?" Dashu also participated in the investigation, and Lin Jinghao also wanted to hear his opinion.

"The Y band represents injustice, and the G represents ghost. She wants to tell us that she is an unjust ghost. She did not steal anything from Layman Zhang's house!" Dashu's idea was very strange. After he finished speaking, he glanced at everyone.

, no one agreed, but no one put forward new suggestions.
Chapter completed!