This unrecognizable Toyota car must have a very interesting story. Seeing Ye Tian, ​​Zhuang Mengdie, and He Chuyao busy checking the car, our five friends stood behind and whispered.

Hu Jianhua seemed silly, standing still, not knowing what he was thinking. When his son was murdered, he was almost killed. Now he must be very depressed.

I inadvertently looked back, but saw a white and plump middle-aged woman running towards this side.

This is an ordinary-looking woman, and her body is relatively chubby, not to mention her beauty, just slightly whiter than most women.

I looked down at the woman's feet, and it was surprising that such a chubby woman had a pair of delicate and thin feet.

As soon as the woman ran over, she immediately grabbed Hu Jianhua's hand, "Husband, who let me run out? I was at work just now, and suddenly I received a call from the hospital nurse saying that you ran away. You just finished sewing. Needle, don’t run around. You hurry back to the hospital with me."

Hu Jianhua bowed his head apologetically, "My wife, I'm sorry, I really can't let go of it, so I ran out to find the little Taoist priest. I can't find it one day, and I can't sleep as a father."

The woman was startled and looked at all of us. Looking at her shocked expression, she knew that she ran too fast and didn't pay attention to who was standing with Hu Jianhua.

When she saw Ye Tian and He Chuyao in police uniforms, the corners of her eyes moved slightly, her expressions were very unnatural.

Of course, the crashed car also made her very awkward. In short, she looked very nervous.

Hu Jianhua didn't notice all these subtle changes. He stepped forward and took his wife's hand.

"My wife, let me tell you a good news. I found it clear."

"where is it?"

"Obviously, that bad guy was taken to a landfill in the suburbs."

"Oh? Take it so far?"

"Obviously, his body is full of scars, and he was tortured before he died. Obviously, it is really pitiful."

Having said that, Hu Jianhua couldn't help crying.

"is it?"

The woman's eyes were confused, and she just answered casually. It can be seen that her heart is not here at all.

After finally finding the body of the missing child, a normal mother's response should be comfort and sadness, but what we see from this woman's face is panic and nervousness.

Hu Jianhua walked over and reached out and touched the woman's forehead, "Wife, what's wrong with you? Why don't you stay home? Are you sick?"

The woman stammered, "Who are they?"

"These five are students from Evergreen College, and these three are criminal police officers. It was with their help that I found Mingming. Wife, thank you soon. By the way, I haven't introduced you yet, this is my wife. , Zhao Shufang."

Zhao Shufang smiled unnaturally, "I'm sorry to trouble everyone. Thank you."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Ms. Zhao, you came right in time. In order to investigate the murder of your son, we need your family's DNA and fingerprints. In fact, we need to keep your fingerprints and a few hairs."

Zhao Shufang looked flustered, but she still calmed down and nodded, "Okay." She pulled out a few hairs and handed them to Zhuang Mengdie, leaving her fingerprints obediently.

He Chuyao said, "By the way, leave Mr. Hu's fingerprints too."

Hu Jianhua also left his own fingerprints.

Ye Tiandao, "Well, Ms. Zhao Shufang, now you can take your husband back to the hospital to continue receiving treatment. I will contact you directly if I have news."

Zhuang Shufang nodded in relief and helped Hu Jianhua to walk towards the gate of the community.

Seeing the couple walking away, Ye Tian sneered, "What a couple who have different dreams in the same bed."

At this moment, a thin old lady suddenly came towards us.

"Comrade police, are you investigating Hu Jianhua's wife?"

Ye Tian nodded, "Yes."

The old lady looked around and whispered, "Hu Jianhua's wife has a problem with her style. I saw her bring a man home with my own eyes. I saw that man came twice. This is taken home, who knows How many times did the two of them prescribe outside?"

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Does Hu Jianhua know about this?"

"I don't know. Hu Jianhua loves his daughter-in-law so much. If they knew that his wife was doing this, they would have been fighting."

"What does that man look like? How old?"

"Thirty-five or six-year-old, tall and thin, wearing glasses. I saw him twice, and he was dressed in black. It is not ugly to look at him. It is estimated that the lady looking for him would make him young and handsome. Hu Jianhua is already a 50-year-old."

"Where is your accent?"

"I didn't hear the words, I saw them walking by affectionately."

Ye Tian frowned and said, "Just like that, have you taken home openly and affectionately?"

"Yeah, that's why this woman is hateful. Comrade police, please check it out. This time Hu Jianhua was in a car accident. In my opinion, it was this woman who caused the accident. Please check her details. It's done, you guys should be busy. , I have to go home."

When the old lady finished speaking, she hurried away.

Ye Tiandao said, "No, the situation reported by this old lady has complicated the problem. Before, the little Taoist recruited Mingming's soul and clearly said that the suspect was very strong, bald, with a square face, wearing a white T-shirt and blue. She speaks with a northeastern accent, but the old lady describes a tall, thin, thin, black man in her thirties who wears glasses. These two are obviously not the same person, so maybe there is another one. Male suspect?"

Gao Peng said, "Obviously he was blindfolded at the time. He couldn't see a few suspects in the car, but only heard the whispering voices. This man in black was also in the car."

Ye Tian frowned, "Maybe this man in black is not the murderer who killed Mingming."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Ye Tian, ​​don't think about it too much. Let's look back and compare the fingerprints in the car, and then combine the footprints on the scene to know who killed Mingming."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "He forensic doctor, let's take the fingerprints from this car again. I just compared the pattern of the car tire with the rut print on the landfill. It feels that the pattern is very similar. "

He Chuyao nodded, "Okay."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "I feel that this car is likely to be the suspect vehicle that clearly pulled to the scene of the crime."

Ye Tian smiled bitterly, "This woman is really amazing. The sympathizers dragged their son to the landfill and threw them into the stinking ditch to drown them alive. If it were in ancient times, riding a wooden donkey would be cheaper for her."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Don't rush to conclusions. After we have checked all the physical evidence, the truth may not be what you think."