It Was You

Chapter 805 Don't Make Groundless Deduction

Arthur crossed his legs and pointed at the photo with one hand. "Although the corpse is rotten and hard to recognize, there are some fresh scars on it. In other words, the dead should have fought with someone before she died, or had been beaten unilaterally. Can it be the murderer?"

There was almost no clue about Elisa's death until now, and Wilson also had a sad face. When he heard Arthur's words, he immediately threw away his chopsticks, picked up the photo and looked at it carefully.

Wilson pounded the table and said, "Yes, there are indeed some scars on the corpse, but these scars are not very obvious, so I didn't pay much attention to them before. If these injuries were caused by the murderer, maybe we can find some other clues. I will immediately urge the forensic department to let them complete the corpse examination report as soon as possible!"

As soon as Wilson finished his words, he immediately called the forensic department. Although the corpse examination report hadn't come out, it was still checked out that there was indeed a restraining injury on the dead body. The staff inferred that it was caused by something like a whip or a belt.

After hanging up the phone, Wilson looked at Arthur and Lenny and said, "The preliminary results of the autopsy have come out. There is indeed an injury on the dead body, which should be caused by some kind of whip or belt, but this kind of injury is not too obvious, which means that the dead person fought back at times, or perhaps due to some kind of restriction, she has no ability to fight back. It was not sure whether it was caused when she fought against the murderer. "

Arthur touched his chin with a serious look on his face, but Lenny, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said, "I know how she got hurt."

Wilson was stunned, "You know?"

Why didn't he tell them earlier?

They had been struggling for a long time!

Arthur's deep eyes fell on Lenny. Seeing that Lenny was holding the coffee cup tightly, his pupils shrank slightly. He said, "You are not the murderer. What do you know? You are a child. Don't make blind guesses. You haven't slept all night. Let me send you to bed first."

'Where are you looking for such a considerate boyfriend like me?'

Lenny rolled his eyes at him and didn't want to talk nonsense with him. He picked up the photo on the table and looked at it with his deep eyes. In fact, the first time he saw the photo, he saw the indistinct scars on the corpse, but he didn't want to think about it.

But in fact, it was useless to escape.

Somehow, at that moment, Arthur suddenly felt a little flustered. He reached out his hand and wanted to take back the photo, but suddenly heard Lenny's slightly hoarse voice, "This is caused by the belt. The dead should have been tied up and restrained to move. Her four limbs were bruised in different degrees, which means that she was not free at that time, but she tried her best. She resisted, so she didn't have an obvious reaction to...

Generally speaking, this kind of situation happens when one is sexually abused or psychologically abnormal. But I think the first one is that the wounds on the dead body are likely to be caused by the time when the deceased is forced to have sex with another person. That is to say, the deceased is likely to be killed by the murderer after being sexually assaulted or even after escaping from the hotel. As for she was directly killed by the murderer or drowned by being pushed into the river, it can only be confirmed after the autopsy report comes out. "

Arthur stared at Lenny with his dark eyes unblinkingly. Why did Lenny know so much? He even knew about sex, abuse, whip and so on. Now young people were interested in playing like this?

'Oh my God! What should I do to show my innocence?'

Wilson was more direct, standing there like a clay sculpture, and then silently picked up the chopsticks on the table. He'd better eat his own noodles. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Embarrassed, Arthur scratched his head and coughed, "Well, Lenny, I know you are well-informed, but this is not necessarily the injury caused by that. Maybe the murderer is a psychopath. He deliberately tortured her before the death, and then killed her. Don't you think so?"

'Well, I'm too old to play this. Besides, I'm not so perverted as to like this kind of crooked ways. But what if Lenny likes it? Is he going to give himself to Lenny with a smile?'

Hearing this, Lenny was speechless. "This is the most reasonable speculation about the case. What are you thinking about? "

Arthur immediately shook his head like a rattle drum, "No, no! I didn't think of anything. Captain Wilson and I are such an upright and selfless person. How could we think of those nonsense? Right, Captain Wilson? "

Captain Wilson was speechless.

'Brother, don't stab me!

How could he be so shameless?'

Wilson's face twitched, and he forced a wry smile, which was uglier than crying. "Well, you are right. I... i..."

Before he could figure out the reason, a young police man rushed over, "Captain Wilson, the autopsy report of Elisa has come out!"

After saying that, he put a corpse examination report in front of him. At once, he threw his chopsticks away, picked up the corpse examination report, opened it and looked at it carefully, and then handed it to Arthur.

A few minutes later.

Arthur looked at Lenny and said, "Lenny, you are really good at guessing. You can even guess it. Awesome."

It was a compliment, but from what Arthur said, Lenny always felt something strange. He took the corpse examination report and had a look. Then he heard Wilson say, "The dead were killed before she was thrown into the river. If that's the case, the river is not the first scene of crime. After the murderer killed her, he had definitely transported the dead and thrown the dead into the river. Maybe it's also a useful clue. Let's see if we can find the first scene of the case through these clues. "

The first ray of white light fell through the clouds. The long night finally passed.

At a funeral parlor in Q City.

In a lounge.

Martin leaned against the sofa. Everything here was strange to him, making him in a highly nervous state. Although Carlos had already asked someone to clean it thoroughly, replaced with the light fragrance that Martin liked, and ordered the good scent of sandalwood in the lounge, Martin could still smell the rotten and cold smell.

Carlos wanted Martin to have a rest, but he just received Elisa's corpse examination report. Martin had told him to hand it over as soon as possible.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

There was a slight knock on the door. Without even raising his eyelids, Martin said, "Come in."