Seeing the leader outside, the forensic officer stepped forward, accompanied by five or six other people.
People from District 7 were reporting the progress of the death examination to Sheng Ting, when suddenly, a cold voice sounded.
"How long was his death?"
Shen Chaoxi's eyes were dark. She asked casually, her eyes turned around on the person who had just come out of the interrogation room, and finally looked at the man in the white coat.
After hearing her question, the forensic staff member seemed to have a slightly cold expression on his face, and looked towards her with his dark eyes.
Because he was wearing a mask and glasses that he needed for daily work, you could see that his thin lips under the mask seemed to be moving, trying to answer her question.
But before the forensic officer could answer, he heard someone from District 7 say quickly: "This has been checked just now. The time of death should not exceed half an hour at most."
At most, no more than half an hour?
Shen Chaoxi raised his eyebrows and glanced at them, as if he had a rough guess in his mind.
It only took about ten minutes from the time the people in District 7 discovered that they had committed suicide in the interrogation room to the time when Sheng Ting received the news in the International Conference Building. Including the time spent on the road, within half an hour, their actions had already been completed. soon.
However, who might have been suspected of killing them half an hour ago?
In the interrogation room just now, everything was going on in an orderly manner, but there were often hidden conspiracies under the more ordinary surface.
"Give me the death examination report tomorrow morning!"
The people in District 7 are very busy now, because District 7 is not only responsible for investigating the murder case at the international conference, but also the security of the international conference.
District 7 is also responsible for the intelligence of the entire country Y. Sheng Ting was originally very busy, but after the meeting, something happened in District 7, and she had to deal with it.
"Yeah." The forensic staff member responded in a low voice, and then he followed the people carrying the bodies in District 7 and left.
Shen Chaoxi's eyes fell on the hall outside the interrogation room. At the work stations of these people in District 7, there were uneaten lunch boxes placed there.
Originally, they had not eaten breakfast and were interrogating the suspect all night.
But unexpectedly, just when they went out to have a takeaway breakfast, the person in the interrogation room committed suicide.
"You just said that the suspect's accident happened while you were resting after you came out of the interrogation room?"
It was just a break and a lunch break, and the interrogation room was no more than fifty meters away from the hall outside.
"Yes, Chief Wen, what's wrong?"
Sheng Ting also looked at Shen Chaoxi, her eyes darkened a little.
The people from District 7 even added in, just in case any details were missed.
"Because these people are more important, we kept the guards very strict during the interrogation. They would change guard almost when they were sleepy." They stared at the suspects, almost without blinking.
"We have been working overtime since we came back the night before yesterday, and we have eaten lunch and supper in the interrogation room building, including today!"
No one in their interrogation room has ever left the building, so the suspect committed suicide only during the break today when they came out to rest.
There were people outside the interrogation room, but the people inside were not there.
After hearing what they said, Shen Chaoxi looked away and glanced at the hall outside the interrogation room in front of her.
"That's right."
"Right?" The people in District 7 were puzzled.
Shen Chaoxi stepped forward and placed her white fingers on an office post in the hall outside the interrogation room. There was a half-eaten lunch box on the table.
"Whose is this?"
She whispered, then suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the interrogation room personnel in District 7 around Sheng Ting.
“My, but chief, is there any problem?
The interrogation room staff member stood up, looked over with strange eyes, and quickly acknowledged it.
"This job is mine."
He said in a deep voice, "I didn't finish the lunch box on the desk just now. Who knew I heard someone shouting in the interrogation room, saying that the suspect committed suicide.
"We didn't even have time to wipe our mouths, so we rushed in with the people around us, but it was already too late. Something happened in the interrogation room."
Shen Chaoxi looked at him with a darker look, but her voice was calm: "That's the problem."
"That's the problem?"
After saying this, everyone else was stunned.
"It's just, how is this possible?"
The other people who were here before in the interrogation room of Area 7 also frowned and seemed to look at each other, thinking that there shouldn't be any problem.
"There were five or six of us, and we took turns taking charge of the interrogation these two nights. We also ordered lunch boxes for the morning interrogation all night long, so we didn't have time to have a bite of breakfast, so we just ordered takeout."
They all thought that Shen Chaoxi was saying that there was something wrong with the interrogator from District 7, but other companions testified.
Therefore, all his actions are in line with his colleagues here, and there is nothing suspicious or unusual about him.
But what Shen Chaoxi said was not that there was anything wrong with the interrogator.
What she just said was the interrogator's uneaten half-box lunch on his desk.
"You mean, there's something wrong with the lunch box?"
Sheng Ting's eyes moved around the desk, and he instantly understood what she meant.
"Um."
Shen Chaoxi paused, then said expressionlessly, "To be more precise."
"It's the person who delivers the food that has a problem."
She looked towards the people in District 7.
The person who delivers the food? !
The people in District 7 reacted immediately.
Although they also believed that suicide was unlikely, it was because they stayed up all night in the interrogation room building.
All they could think about was how the suspect committed suicide or was killed while they were all here.
Now it suddenly occurred to me that the people in their interrogation building had not left, but people from outside had come in.
Their eyes immediately fell on the lunch box on the desk, as if they suddenly understood.
As for how Shen Chaoxi concluded that there was something wrong with the person who delivered the food, it would start from the reactions of these people.
Because no one in the interrogation room had ever left the building, and they were all Sheng Ting's capable subordinates who usually had around her, they had little motive for committing the crime.
In this interrogation room, no one else came in except them, the interrogators.
The only person who came in was the person who delivered the food.
The people in District 7 immediately said: "Let's go and arrest the food delivery person now."
Sheng Ting quickly said coldly: "Wait..."
"Arrest the forensic worker who just came in to examine the suspect's death by suicide."
"What?" The people in District 7 were stunned and confused.
"I'm afraid it's now,"
Before Shen Chaoxi finished speaking, she glanced in the direction of the interrogation room door and spoke calmly.
"He's not who he is anymore."
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