Tiger Eye Detective-Cabin Fever

Untitled Part 4 - The First Dead

Lei stopped around the stairway Li Yuejun walked in front of him, Ding Guochun panicked to find that he had not even heard a little footsteps.

"You're from the Red Star Police Station, aren't you, and it's quite fortunate that you caught this kind of case within just a few days of working! You handled the scene decently." Lei Stop said lightly, his face still wooden and expressionless, his gaze swept over Ding Guochun's face for a moment before moving elsewhere.

Lei Stop's words did not contain the slightest hint of inquiry, but merely stated the facts calmly and with certainty.

Lei stopped his words without the slightest hint of questioning, but simply stated the truth calmly and with certainty.

Ding Guochun nodded his head in bewilderment, his face covered with a stunned expression of confusion.

Jing Dongren laughed at the side and said, "It will be a bit uncomfortable at first, he always deduces some overwhelming information from many small details, making people suspicious."

Ignoring the cheeky Jing Dongren, Lei stop pulling open the handbag, took out a black leather flat cigarette case, take a dark brown short branch Dominican davidoff cigar in his mouth, ambiguously continue to say: "Now you go down to call the technical section of the colleague up to see the forensic pathologist to no, also let him come up, and then take a few civilian police to visit the head The residents here, make a good statement. Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock report to the city bureau's criminal police team, I want to hear a complete and exhaustive report on the deceased's family situation, interpersonal relationships, and family members. Is that understood?" The cigar held in the corner of his mouth twitched up and down as he spoke.

There was an imperceptible and somewhat bleak melancholy about Ray Stop with the cigar in his mouth, but his eyes were even more stern.

"Yes!" Ding Guochun involuntarily snapped to attention, feeling his own heart suddenly beat a little too fast, and after taking a deep look at this dangling but unusually powerful pressure-giving person, he saluted Li Yuejun and Jing Dongren respectively, and went downstairs with quick steps. The police station chief beside him smiled and greeted Li Yuejun also walked downstairs.

Only Li Yuejun, Jing Dongren and Lei Stop were left on the fourth floor's slow platform, facing the darkened Room 402 under the dimly flickering floor lights.

"Quite a resourceful little white boy." Jing Dongren said as if to himself.

Li Yuejun didn't say anything, catching the cigar that Lei Stop threw to him and holding it in his mouth but not lighting it, he crossed his arms over his chest and tilted his head back to look at the bottom of the staircase that led to the upper floors, which was also hit by the glass debris that had erupted and flown from the explosion with crisscrossing scratches.

According to the guidelines of scene forensics, it's important to keep the scene relatively intact, including odors, until a detailed survey has been done.

Lei stopped without saying anything, holding his cigar diagonally, pulled out two plastic gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands, walked to the slow platform leading from the fourth floor to the third floor, squatted down in front of the security door that had been twisted and deformed, which had injured the two patrolmen and was stained with a lot of blood, and took out a high-powered magnifying glass and a miniature strong flashlight from his handbag, put the handbag carefully to one side, and leaned down and searched on the security door.

This is the first time I've ever seen a security door.

When doing this series of actions, he always maintains a slow but rich in some special rhythmic rhythm.