He Chuyao and Zhuang Mengdie escorted the doctor downstairs, which immediately aroused the onlookers of the community.

"God, isn't this the doctor who lives in our community? Why did he become such a virtue? He was covered in blood and he was still in handcuffs."

He Chuyao waved to everyone impatiently, "Quickly get out of the way and don't hinder us from performing official duties."

A neighbor who knew the doctor asked, "Doctor, what's wrong with you? Why did the police arrest you?"

The doctor smiled generously, "It's okay, they caught the wrong person, and they will put me back soon."

He Chuyao smiled and said, "Doctor, it seems you have a good mentality."

The doctor said, "You think I just have a good mentality. I tell you that you really caught the wrong person. You will understand after you find out the truth."

Zhuang Mengdie smiled bitterly, "We now know all the truth. Doctor, you should follow us steadily."

He Chuyao opened the door of the police car and winked at the doctor, "Okay, you can go in."

The doctor looked at the police and felt very uncomfortable.

"What are you looking at? Sit in quickly. I'm still rushing up to move the body."

The doctor reluctantly sat down on the back seat.

He Chuyao locked the car door and gave the key to Zhuang Mengdie, "Writer Zhuang, look at him, I will go up and move the body with Team Leader Ye, and I will get off immediately."

Zhuang Mengdie nodded.

He Chuyao waved at the idlers onlookers.

"Okay, why should you go? Don't surround yourself, there's nothing good."

The idlers were bored and naturally refused to disperse. He Chuyao banged for a long time. Seeing no effect, he had to smile wryly and walk away.

He Chuyao returned upstairs and found that Ye Tian was still standing by the window in a daze, and gave him a push.

"Hey, Team Leader Ye, you're working."

Ye Tian recovered, pinched out the cigarette, and followed He Chuyao back to the doctor's house.

The two dead bodies on the ground were still lying in a distorted posture. He Chuyao took out the camera to take pictures, then carefully took the footprints on the ground and took fingerprints on the dining table.

"Others, wait until after the autopsy."

He Chuyao opened the body bag and spread it on the ground.

"Come on, let's carry the body in."

Ye Tian frowned, "He forensic doctor, did you bring a body bag?"

He Chuyao nodded, "Yes. It's okay, they are not very big, there is nothing wrong with putting them in a bag."

"But a bag still feels small."

"It's okay. Put it in. If you don't put them in a bag, we can't move the two bodies at once."

Ye Tian nodded, and the two of them worked together to put the two bodies into the bag.

He Chuyao closed the zipper and looked up and found that the door of the second bedroom had opened a gap, and a thin boy was secretly watching them from the gap in the door.

Seeing He Chuyao's eyes dull, Ye Tian followed his gaze and saw the little boy, so he smiled, "It's okay, that's the doctor's son, a very poor kid."

He Chuyao frowned, "When the murder happened, was this kid at the scene?"

Ye Tian nodded, "Yes, I witnessed the whole process. Just now he told us the whole process of the murder."

"This child is so pitiful, this kind of thing should have a shadow in his heart."

"Then there is no way, who told him to catch up with this kind of mother? Sooner or later there will be such a tragedy in the family."

After Ye Tian finished speaking, he walked over, patted the child's head, and whispered, "Kid, you shouldn't watch this, you should go back and stay with grandma."

The little boy did not speak, but looked at Ye Tian with his eyes wide open.

Ye Tian whispered, "There is a lot of blood on the floor. After we are gone, you can find an auntie to clean it up for you. Will you call?"

The little boy nodded.

The old lady said in the room, "Comrade police, it's okay, you leave yours, I'll call."

Ye Tian sighed, "Well, mother-in-law, we are gone, and we also took the corpse. Take care. The living room is too dirty. Ask the cleaner to clean it up."

The old lady said, "Don't worry, we will take care of ourselves."

Ye Tian sighed, returned to the side of the body, and carried the body with He Chuyao.

"God, they are so heavy."

"Isn't it, the two together make more than two hundred catties."

"It's okay, we are both lads, and this amount is nothing."

Ye Tian and He Chuyao gritted their teeth and walked out with the body bag, but after all, the weight was too heavy, and they couldn't walk after a few steps. The two of them carried the body bags and finally moved to the hallway. They were really exhausted and had to stand at the door to rest.

"God, it's so heavy."

"It's okay, as long as it can be moved to the elevator door and stuffed into the elevator, it will be much easier. When we get downstairs, we can move the car to the door of the building and it will save trouble."

"Well, it makes sense. Let's take a break and get them to the elevator first."

"Leader Ye, just right, I remembered that we still have another important physical evidence that we forgot to take."

"What physical evidence?"

"That kitchen knife."

"What kind of kitchen knife?"

"Of course it is a kitchen knife used by doctors to chop people."

"Well, that's very crucial evidence."

He Chuyao ran back to the living room and found the blood-stained kitchen knife beside the sofa. Immediately put the kitchen knife into the material evidence bag, carried the material evidence bag, and ran back.

"I found the kitchen knife, let's go."

Ye Tian nodded, and the two of them carried the heavy body bags and walked towards the elevator.

The little boy waited for Ye Tian and He Chuyao to leave before quietly opening the door and walking out.

He looked at the food on the table eagerly and couldn't help swallowing.

Finally, he reached out to catch the crab on the plate.

A stern voice from the old lady suddenly came from behind.

"Child, that is what the dead people eat leftovers, and can't eat them."

The little boy retracted his hand and said awkwardly, "Grandma, I'm hungry."

"Call first, and wait until the cleaner has cleaned up the living room before we eat."

The little boy pouted, "Well, I see. But the food is cold, we have to warm it up before we can eat it."

The old lady said angrily, "Why are you kidding me? I told you that I can't eat those meals."

"Why can't those meals be eaten? They didn't eat two bites at all, there are a lot of them left."

"I can't eat anymore. When the cleaner comes, tell her to pour all the food on the table. Can you eat what the dead eat?"

"I see, grandma."

The little boy sullen his mouth in dissatisfaction, and whispered, "What a waste."

"You come to the house for me and you are not allowed to stay in the living room, so that you don't have to worry about the food on the table. You kid can really be greedy."

Hearing the old lady's severe reprimand, the little boy slowly walked towards the second bedroom, looking back at the food on the table as he walked. Although the meals are already cold, they are still very attractive to the little boy.