Leng Xuan glanced around. In his sight, there was a spacious room with air-conditioning and many iron beds. This is the morgue of the police station, and the bodies of some victims will be temporarily stored here. Leng Xuan walked to the wall at the entrance, where a folder was hung, which was specially used to record the entry and exit time of the corpse. Leng Xuan took down the folder, flipped through it, and quickly found the information he wanted. The body of bed 13 was delivered this morning, so it should be the victim of Hu Feng's murder case.

   Putting the folder back in place, Leng Xuan quickly found bed number 13, lifted the white cloth over the body, and saw a pale woman's face immediately appeared. The deceased was naked and not wearing any clothes, Leng Xuan touched his nose, and then focused his eyes on the wound of the deceased. The victim was stabbed in the chest with a dagger, killing him in one hit. Leng Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed around the wound of the deceased, then separated the wound and checked it carefully. He found that the wound was very flat, and the dagger penetrated about fifteen centimeters into the body of the deceased. The dagger was inserted between the two ribs, and then cut off the blood vessels in the body of the deceased, resulting in death. Leng Xuan nodded secretly, Hu Feng couldn't do such a technique. No matter from the strength or the angle, it is a professional method.

   From this point alone, it can be judged that Hu Feng is not a murderer. Then, he took out a ball of alcohol cotton and stuffed it into the nostrils of the deceased. At the same time, he also used alcohol cotton to take samples from the deceased's teeth and tongue. If the deceased was stunned by drugs before dying, there will be tiny traces left in her body cavity. When all this was done, he put the white cloth back on the deceased and quietly exited the morgue. All the way out of the police station smoothly, after returning to the hotel room, Leng Xuan received a call from Cheng Guodong. The other party told him that the silk thread had already found some clues. Leng Xuan did not directly ask Cheng Guodong on the phone, but asked him to come directly and ask him to bring something by the way.

  When Leng Xuan took a shower and put on his clothes, Cheng Guodong had already arrived at the hotel. After the two were seated, Cheng Guodong handed a document to Leng Xuan's hand and said, "Boss, this is the clue I found. Haha, I didn't expect that thread to have some origin." Leng Xuan read it carefully. After a while, he raised his head and asked: "You mean, that silk thread is a military product?" Cheng Guodong nodded and said, "Yes. That silk thread is a tough material developed a few years ago. Because of its lightness and high strength, it is used. To make body armor. However, this material is not a product developed by our country, but developed by the military research institute of the Great Japanese Empire. In addition, our military has never purchased this material from the Great Japanese Empire. "

Leng Xuan frowned and said: "Although our military has not made purchases, it is not ruled out that other companies or individuals obtain this kind of thing through other means." Cheng Guodong smiled and said: "It is true. Chief, apart from these, I I also found some other information. I found that in the Great Japanese Empire, in addition to military use, there is another company that has the right to sell it as an agent." Leng Xuan asked curiously, "What company?"