C37 (2/2)

”I'm fine.”

So he slid down the rope ladder, piece by piece, to the bottom, and tied the suitcase to the safety line of the other rope ladder.

After that, they continued to descend bit by bit until they reached the ground.

”Director Peng, there's more inside.”

Jiang Han had just stepped onto the stage. He didn't even stand firmly before he began to pant and speak.

”What is it?” Peng Wenyin had a puzzled expression.

”I don't know, just like that clown costume in that amusement park.”

Everyone present became abnormally solemn, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely strange. Only Jiang Han still had an expression that he did not know what was going on.

It had been two years since Jiang Han transferred to the police station.

Naturally, he knew very little about the details of the case and could not recall them at the moment.

However, after a few seconds, he finally thought of something and widened his eyes.

”Captain Peng, could it be … could there be some connection with the clown case?”

”For the time being, I don't know.” Peng Wenyin put his hands on his waist and shook his head.

Suddenly, he felt that his promise to Xiao He had all gone down the drain.

If he didn't want to face it this time, he definitely wouldn't force him.

His intuition told him that this must have been Lin Feng's other base back then. It was just that the process of closing the case at that time had been too arduous, so no one had discovered it in time. And a good part of the remains had not been recovered.

If this place hadn't been discovered or destroyed, this place would have been exactly the same as before. However, the layout here was clearly not Lin Feng's style. His style was usually nearly exaggerated, with lights, a stage, and a carnival atmosphere.

Under the current circumstances, the mystery that he had once thought had been solved now gave him a new, chaotic knot.

The group returned from the basement.

The other group also retrieved the murder weapon from Jiang Qing Lan's house.

The kitchen knife used to dismember corpses on the second site was also said to have been thrown into the sewer. This made things difficult for everyone.

After hearing Jiang Han's words, even the strongest man would have to be wary of that place. It is even harder than the Underworld!]

Xiao He held his head as he sat at his desk.

He had originally planned to go to the office to visit Forensic Medicine Yuan, but now he could only stay by himself in the dissecting room …

Yuan Jiang repeatedly looked at every detail on the surface of the bone, and there were almost no deliberate wounds. Now, even he didn't have a choice.

According to the confession, there should have been an impact wound on the head. In the case of the skull, there was no injury to the bone.

So the question now is which is the fatal injury of the child.

If he were to be vague, he would be able to rely on his professionalism to say that the injury to the great artery in his neck by a sharp weapon was the final conclusion.

However, in the face of the case of a weak and ill-fated little life, he really could not bear to be so perfunctory.

Thus, he opened the confession and discovered that Xiao He had actually asked this question for him.

If the child had completely stopped breathing at a certain level of arterial blood loss.

Then, this judgment was not arbitrary.

The moment the report from Forensic Yuan came out. The case was finally made clear.

Jiang Han seemed to heave a sigh of relief.

He looked at Ning Ruonan, but found that she wasn't in high spirits, so he looked at Xiao He who was hugging his head and sitting in his seat for close to an hour.

He immediately understood what was going on and couldn't help but feel annoyed. Why was he always making himself look like a savior when he was frowning? ”Who would want such a broken savior like him? If he can't be a savior, then don't be a savior.

Unexpectedly, after a while, Xiao He took the initiative to walk up to him and pat his shoulder.

”It's all thanks to you this time. If not for your suggestion, even now, Jiang Qinglan still might not have been willing to let go.”

”I'm fine.” The contrast was so great that Jiang Han had turned extremely stiff.