Chapter 966 Inspection

Style: Historical Author: rock hermitWords: 1913Update Time: 24/01/11 09:43:10
After knocking on the door, Zhao Debiao listened carefully and clearly heard a very soft "crack" sound coming from inside, as if a small bunch of keys fell to the ground. Then, there was no sound at all.

Zhao Debiao still understood the other party's mentality relatively well. After all, when he woke up in the morning and found a dead person in his bed, it was a normal reaction to be afraid and nervous. So he knocked on the door again and said: "I am your father's friend, please open the door quickly!"

Maybe she heard what he said. After a while, a male voice sounded from behind the door, saying: "Are you sure you are my father's friend?"

"That's right." Zhao Debiao said, "You'd better open the door quickly."

The people inside seemed to have been mentally constructing and struggling for a few seconds before the sound of unlocking was heard. Finally, with a "click", the door was opened a gap. Half of his head was exposed from the crack in the door, looking at Zhao Debiao.

This person is not very old, probably just an adult. His face was a little pale, and his eyes showed a hint of fear, but he was trying hard to stay calm. He opened his mouth and said: "I...have never seen you. You are..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Debiao opened his left hand, pressed the little foreigner's face and pushed him back. With his right hand, he pushed the door hard, causing the little foreigner to almost lose his balance. He stumbled backwards, and then he had a "It's over" expression on his face. He couldn't help but raise his voice and asked as if to embolden himself. :"who are you?"

Zhao Debiao ignored him, closed the door behind him, and said, "If you want the neighbors to find out that there is a dead person hiding in your house, then you can continue to yell."

This sentence made the little gringo, who was still shirtless, open his mouth, but no sound came out. Then Zhao Debiao walked up to him unhurriedly, pinched the opponent's cheeks like a horse, and looked at him while shaking them up and down.

The little foreigner was a little dazed at first, but then he realized what was happening. Then he shook his head angrily, avoided Zhao Debiao's hand, and said, "Who are you? My father..." At this point, he remembered something again, He lowered his voice with a guilty conscience: "What can my father do when he sends you here?"

"First." Zhao Debiao looked at the little foreigner up and down again indifferently, and said: "Your father can't send anyone? In fact, he can't send me. Second, I am the person to help you deal with the trouble. Third Third, you are asking me for something now, and you are just a drug addict, and now you also have the identity of a possible murderer. You are not qualified to ask me any questions. So from now on, you must cooperate with anything I say .You answer whatever I ask? Do you understand?"

No matter how rich the little gringo's own experience is, can it be enriched by professionals? Moreover, he is still in huge trouble himself and has no confidence at all. In addition, he was young, so after listening to Zhao Debiao's serious words, he swallowed and nodded subconsciously.

Zhao Debiao reached out and slapped the other person on the mouth, and said: "Answer, do you understand?"

The little foreigner nodded again and said: "Understood, first... sir."

Zhao Debiao said "hmm", and at this time, he walked in and looked at the apartment. Indeed, the area is very large, with the front and rear suites totaling about 100 square meters. In today's Chongqing, this is definitely a high-end apartment.

The living room outside was okay and tidy, and the living room inside was also okay, except that there were two pieces of cardboard on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and next to it were some white powdery things that had not been sucked clean. There were a few stains on the cushions on the sofa. It looked like someone had recently had a good time here and then had sex nearby.

Zhao Debiao looked back at the little foreigner and asked, "Have you been at home since yesterday?"

The little foreigner replied: "No...no, we spent the whole day outside playing near the Jialing River during the day yesterday, and we separated after dinner. At seven o'clock in the evening...it was past, I can't remember clearly. She came to see her again I, so... here we are, having another high." He said intermittently in a trembling tone while pointing to the coffee table and sofa.

Zhao Debiao nodded, listened to what the other party said, and grabbed some very useful information, so he ignored the traces on the coffee table and sofa. Went directly to the innermost bedroom.

Well, there were pieces of clothes on the ground, a bit messy, and the most conspicuous thing was a foreign girl with dark red hair on the bed. With your body exposed, lie on your side on the bed. She looks pretty good, but the freckles under her eyes are a bit heavy.

Zhao Debiao looked back and forth several times in the room, then gently turned over the girl's body with his gloved hands and examined it carefully.

Well, I lived a normal life shortly before my death. There was some white powder left in his nose, but there were no traces of intentional harm on his body. There was just a trace of sticky saliva at the corner of his mouth, a trace left after it dried.

Well, not bad. Zhao Debiao judged that an autopsy would reveal that the girl had smoked noodles before her death. The traces on the corners of her mouth could already prove this. Only people who smoked a lot would react like this. In addition, the other person's mouth was open and he looked like he was having difficulty breathing, which made it even more obvious that he was convulsing. After convulsing, he was vomiting physiologically. When he vomited foam, it was poured into the airway and suffocated him to death. The probability is very high.

Of course, Zhao Debiao can only judge based on experience now. After all, he cannot do a real autopsy. But that's enough. He didn't even need to clean it up. After all, the girl's cause of death was probably poisoning from smoking white noodles. Or suffocated to death by his own vomit.

Essentially, these causes of death are not directly related to the little gringo. After all, there were no traces of man-made or intentional harm on the body. Therefore, there is no situation of forcing the other party to eat white noodles.

In a sense, the relationship between the little gringo and this girl can be used as evidence to protect the little gringo, because the relationship between the two of them is voluntary, and he is at most suspected of smoking white noodles. In the end, Zhao Debiao judged that even if normal procedures were followed, the possibility of the little foreigner getting into trouble was very low.

Furthermore, this is a matter between two foreigners. Even if they die here, most judges in the government will be reconciled. In addition, there is indeed no evidence that the girl’s death was caused by the little foreigner. So even if I don't come this time, I should be fine.