"The evidence is all in the hands of your police. You can just transfer a few documents across regions later."

Officer Black Bear shrugged and said calmly: "It doesn't matter to me. I'm just here to complete my job. Where is the murder scene? I haven't handled a case like this for more than a month."

They emit rays and model the entire room.

Merg nodded slightly.

"I actually like to observe the surrounding environment and people," Yang Ming said with a smile. "Tonight's party was a great experience for me. I observed many aristocratic families with ancient heritage up close."

The murder scene was in the lounge on the second floor.

"Yes, but for this kind of case, we must also make backups."

The surrounding crowd suddenly became commotion.

Sheriff Murger frowned and looked at Yang Ming.

Sheriff Murger said: "First the chest, then the skull, if you judge intuitively."

Merger shook his head, opened his coat skillfully, and took out two metal round cakes with a diameter of more than ten centimeters. He carefully activated these two tools and let them fly into the room.

The police officer's eyes were very sharp. He stood at the door of the conference room and glanced inside. Most people present did not dare to make eye contact with him.

The crowd in the conference room surged out and quickly followed.

He took off his hat and saluted, his manners were dignified and elegant.

Yang Ming curled his lips slightly when he saw this, looked at the complicated expressions and empty eyes of the aristocratic masters in front of him, and said slowly:

"Hoax fraud."

"Please follow me back to the police station to assist in the investigation," Chief Murger whispered.

"Madam, if you don't want to be regarded as a murderer and bear the death penalty of a commoner assassinating a noble, then hand over the deceased's Internet access terminal and tell the truth about what you did.

"Please be careful when dealing with such murder cases. Common people like me like to see the nobles suffer the most, so please treat them with caution."

"The state of the deceased can tell a lot," Yang Ming said. "His expression was frightened. Judging from the penetrating injury to the skull, the burn marks on the front end are more obvious, and the diameter of the wound on the back of the head is smaller, indicating that he was shot from the front. On the wall

The mark also proves this."

Sheriff Murger nodded: "Are there any other possibilities?"

"This waitress was his temporary partner. Her role was to open the room at the right time, scream, call the police and send the patient to the hospital, and rescue the deceased.

"The monitoring networks of hotels and other public facilities are all connected to our police server. We directly call the police server data," Chief Murger said slowly, "If the other party can modify our police server data

, that means that this is not a murderer we can deal with, but I can guarantee that the server will be unscathed."

Sheriff Murger frowned, jumped over the railing and jumped straight to the first floor, pulled out his laser pistol and quickly approached the target.

Sheriff Murger replied: "Seven people have used this lounge tonight. They all have alibis when the crime occurred. The deceased was the eighth user of this lounge."

Anyone who is not blind can see this.

Mo Ge Weng said:

"Now, the data from the crime scene has begun to be uploaded to the police network. When we received the alarm, we called up the information from the monitoring network. The suspect has been initially locked, and our team has begun to grasp various details. It took about ten minutes to complete

Preliminary results can be obtained.”

Yang Ming turned to look at the corner behind the crowd, and his eyes fell on the pale-faced young waitress.

"Well," the police officer nodded, looked at Yang Ming a few times, and felt that this was a student with little personal fighting ability, "What do you call him?"

In order to avoid being asked about details, Yang Ming continued:

"If my judgment is too different from the police officer's judgment, it will be unconvincing."

"When I first saw this murder scene, I was a little confused. Sheriff, look at these two wounds."

Sheriff Murger said: "Do you have any evidence?"

"Hui, why are you always staring at the back of my neck?"

Yang Ming leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, a string of data flashed across his glasses.

Yang Ming suddenly said: "Believe me, police officer, these are a group of imperial nobles who cherish their reputation and have noble character. They cannot tolerate the family reputation being hit, let alone the criminals going unpunished. If the relationship with them is stalemate, they will not treat you.

any good."

In the crowd, a middle-aged man slowly took two steps back, then turned around and left quickly.

"There are surveillance cameras in the corridor, and the surveillance cameras can be used as direct evidence. Did anyone shoot outside the door, Mr. Sheriff?"

"I have found the murderer, and I am asking you to be a witness by letting you in."

"Oh?" Mog frowned and said: "This is not the mystery game of your university club, nor is it the mystery novels you read. With modern crime-solving tools, those legendary novels have no value anymore. The police rely on details and evidence to handle cases.

!”

If that was the case, he didn't actually have to come forward before.

Well, having said too much, I have no way of confirming whether the door lock has been hacked.

This is a middle-aged man nearly two meters tall, with strong muscles all over his body. The large police uniform on his body is fully stuffed. His face looks like a chimpanzee, and his thick beard seems to have not been trimmed for a long time.

Yang Ming tapped the frame of his glasses with his fingers. The lenses of the glasses were slightly reflective:

"There are two questions: did the murderer shoot outside the door or inside the door.

Yang Ming calculated in his heart that no one would ask him to provide evidence to prove it now.

"Sir Sheriff, you can search her now."

"It is clearly stipulated in the Imperial Code that nobles cannot impose lynchings, nor can they replace the judiciary in any name and under any circumstances.

Sheriff Murger saw the messy scene in front of him and cursed in a low voice: "How many people have entered this lounge?"

The crowd separated to the left and right.

Yang Ming put down his crossed legs, stood up and stood next to Godoy, and together they looked towards the hall outside the conference room.

The expressions of the surrounding imperial nobles became colorful.

"Then come on, don't waste time," Moge made a gesture of invitation and took two steps back.

Yang Ming continued to sit there with his legs crossed, his expression was quite natural, and he naturally hid some nervousness.

"Huh?" Moge frowned and looked at Yang Ming, "What's the answer?"

Sheriff Murger frowned and looked at the body, then walked a few steps around the edge of the field.

A group of people raised their chests and raised their heads.

Yang Ming continued: "There are also some guests who appeared, and their clothes all exude the flavor given by long years. Of course, this is a good historical accumulation."

"Come this way, I'll take the police officer to the scene first.

Sheriff Murger said solemnly: "Why can't the murderer be the first person to discover the body?"

Yang Ming nodded thoughtfully.

"Yes," Sheriff Murger said, "She had no reason to open the room at that time. She had been in the house for half a minute and had every opportunity to shoot."

He underestimated the police's methods.

Yang Ming continued:

"The deceased was wearing a dress. The front buttons of the dress were open except for the bottom one, and the belt was also loose. It was obvious that he was attacked while taking off his clothes.

He frowned and asked: "I don't really like the way you nobles behave. Criminal cases should be left to us! Where is the murder scene?"

At least the honor of the nobility was preserved.

"Chief Mog, I already have the answer," Yang Ming said confidently.

This is much better than killing each other in the same family.

Officer Black Bear's mouth twitched slightly, then he squeezed an ugly smile and said in a low voice:

"What do you need help from me, a little police officer?

"Should I witness how you destroyed the murder scene, or listen to you read out the privileges of the nobility?

"You made me wait at the door for half a galaxy. Are you trying to give the murderer a chance to escape guilt?"

A black bear just broke into Yang Ming's eyes.

"Is it really that important to maintain decency? It's time for us to go back, Uncle Godoy."

“The deceased’s plan was to forge a case of intentional injury so that he could obtain the valuable accident insurance policy.

"Well," Yang Ming responded calmly, "I think I found it."

"Yes," Viscount Godoy Sacca walked up with his hands behind his back, "otherwise you will miss the last intercity express train. Goodbye, my dear family."

"I was wondering how resistant you are to anesthesia."

"Anesthetic? What do you mean?"

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[PS: Writing this kind of chapter makes me vomit blood, so I’m too late to update, so I’m sorry.]
Chapter completed!