The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective Chapter 510 - 291: The Cutest Members of the Criminal Police

At this mont, Li Lei in the interrogation room seed completely transford, the mask of his previous gentility utterly shattered.

His body leaned slightly forward like a leopard poised to pounce, exuding an aura of danger.

His bloodshot eyes bulged wide, veins stood out on his forehead, and he hoarsely repeated those accusations brimming with resentnt.

The sudden change left both Li Jian and Jiang An in the interrogation room stunned.

Even the other officers watching the surveillance screen held their breath.

Who would have thought that this seemingly gentle man could harbor such brutality?

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, anyone who t him on the street,

would never associate this refined gentleman with a cold-blooded killer of many.

Captain Li Jian gently tapped the table with his knuckles, "People will know, unless you don’t do it yourself."

"You chose the most extre way to solve problems, ultimately harming others and yourself."

His voice was not loud, yet each word hit like a hamr, echoing in the confined interrogation room.

After venting, Li Lei seed drained of strength, collapsing weakly into the chair.

Jiang An stepped forward at the right mont, gently patting his trembling shoulder.

"During the investigation, your three ex-wives all showed concern for you."

"Even though they had suffered your suspicion, even violence, they were still willing to actively cooperate with the police investigation."

"Because in their mory, you used to be the man who sheltered the family from storms."

This statent seed to hit the softest part of Li Lei’s heart.

The eyes of this cold-blooded killer suddenly turned red, large tears rolling down his cheeks.

There were a few light sighs from the officers in the monitoring room.

It turned out he too had hidden pains in his heart.

Walking out of the interrogation room, Li Jian lit a cigarette at the end of the corridor.

In the rising smoke, his brows were deeply furrowed.

Li Jian and Jiang An both looked up at the sky.

At this mont, the glow of dawn was already showing in the east.

Neither of them spoke, just stood there quietly.

Working in criminal investigation, they only want to find the truth, to catch criminals.

But when the truth is revealed, the heart still feels that weight.

A mont later, Captain Li Jian turned and found Mr. Fu standing behind him.

"Mr. Fu, please take the forensic and fingerprinting teams to the scene, and be sure to find the other three bodies for thorough examination."

"Yes!"

Mr. Fu was about to respond.

He then handed over a test report.

"The DNA results are out," he said in a low voice, "the bones under the bridge belong to the missing woman."

"As expected."

Li Jian extinguished the cigarette, his gaze sharp, "Although this wasn’t ntioned during the interrogation, it will be the key evidence for conviction."

"The interrogation process indeed went unexpectedly smoothly."

Mr. Fu flipped through the report, shaking his head with a sigh, "Such n’s pride is intense, especially when it cos to matters like these."

Jiang An turned his head, speaking softly, "If not for his paranoia clouding his mind, he could have been a good family man."

"But unfortunately, life has no ifs, and once so paths are taken, there’s no turning back."

At 8:30 in the morning, sunlight slanted through the blinds into the office.

Captain Li Jian held a thick case notebook, his eyes bloodshot yet gleaming with excitent.

He tidied his sowhat wrinkled police uniform and knocked gently on Mr. Ma’s office door.

"Good morning, Mr. Ma."

Li Jian’s voice carried undisguised fatigue and joy.

Mr. Ma was pouring hot water into a ceramic cup, preparing his favorite Longjing tea.

Seeing Li Jian’s appearance, he couldn’t help but say, "Why do you look so worn out?"

He pointed to the police mirror on the wall, "Pay attention to your appearance at work, you now represent the spirit of the entire criminal investigation team."

As he spoke, he deliberately pulled a stern face, "You mustn’t look like a shabby bachelor without a family."

"I know, Mr. Ma..."

Li Jian shook his head with a bitter smile, stepping forward.

He took a slightly crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, skillfully flicking one out to light.

Mr. Ma squinted at him, "From the way you look, is there good news for ?"

"You know well, sir!"

Mr. Ma feigned nonchalance, but his eyes were closely watching Li Jian’s expression.

"Could it be the Mingyang Street case has made progress?"

"No progress!"

Captain Li Jian said deliberately.

"No progress?"

"If there’s no progress, what are you doing here?"

Mr. Ma tapped the table lightly with his finger, "Aren’t you going to solve the case?"

"My tea isn’t cheap, don’t think you’ll get any without good news."

Li Jian took a deep drag of his cigarette, his eyes particularly bright through the smoke.

"You know best, sir!" he intentionally prolonged his tone, "Would I co to you for tea at this ti if the case wasn’t solved?"

Mr. Ma’s hand suddenly froze in mid-air, the water in the teacup slightly swaying.

"So... what, the case is really solved?"

Li Jian imdiately straightened up, his expression turning serious and solemn.

"Reporting, Mr. Ma, the case has indeed been successfully solved."

"Through a thorough search, we found the hiking shoes Li Lei wore during the cri."

He opened the notebook, pointing to the scene photos inside, "Then based on microelent analysis of soil on the shoes, we pinpointed his movent range."

"Finally, in a secluded thatched hut, we discovered his ’trophy’ collection and a notebook detailing the cri process."