Nangong Lian committed suicide while eating in a small restaurant. She might have thought that this was the last meal in the county, and from then on, she would go away with the secret in her heart.

When she heard the alarm ringing surrounding the pedestrian street, she knew that this meal was not only the last meal in the county, but also the last meal in her life.

So before committing suicide, she slowly finished the food in front of her.

On the table she sat on during her lifetime, the food she ordered had been eaten.

Then, she took out Zhang Hai's photo and carefully measured the strange but extremely familiar face.

When the police rushed in, a miserable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. With the determination to die, she held the photo of her lover tightly and inserted the chopsticks into her throat.

She must not be alive, and she endured the severe pain and inserted another chopstick into her heart.

The miserable smile on the corner of the mouth was always frozen, and the photos in the hand were clenched with great effort to get them off.

Finally, the photo was torn into two pieces by the police, and a miserable and beautiful love triangle relationship ended completely.

"Let the onlookers put down their phones and smash them all for me if they don't listen to advice."

I turned around and said to the police officer beside me.

Someone shouted: "I didn't break the law. I just passed by here. Why do you want to smash my phone? Do you have any evidence to say I took photos? The police are amazing?"

They held their cell phones in their hands and shouted at the bloody photo on the screen.

With a bang, I snatched this person's Apple phone, slammed it hard at the foot, and stepped on it a few more times.

I finally know the reason why I hate reporters. They are there in every murder scene, just like these people holding their mobile phones to take pictures.

What they were thinking in their minds was perhaps how to get the news into an attractive title and earn popularity.

In their eyes, it is not people who die, but tools that attract themselves.

When they saw the grieving relatives shaking the body at a loss, what they thought about was how to take a close-up shot to make it more perfect?

After smashing several phones in a row, the crowd pretended to be their phones for fear of being broken by me. In their opinion, this life is not as valuable as their phones.

"They just now arrested all the people and filed a case for assaulting police."

Hearing me say this, the people who had their phones broken looked at each other and had no sound.

After Ou Ye arrived at the scene, I said to her with shame: "Advisor, I don't say anything, I owe you."

Because of this case, Ou Ye couldn't sleep for several days. Don't look at her eyes that were full of energy at any time. She only knew how tired she was.

Ou Ye waved his hand, wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "Stop being pretentious, we understand the relationship between us."

It seemed that he didn't want to say anything irrelevant, Ou Ye kept frowning after coming to the scene.

"What secret does this deceased want to hide? One chopstick was inserted into his throat, the middle of the trachea, and the other chopstick was inserted into his heart."

The monkey said, "Is there any problem?"

Who knew that Ou Ye actually asked the monkey to pinch his lips by himself? Although she didn't know what she intended, she still did it on the spot.

As the two fingers exerted force, the monkey immediately took a deep breath and said it was painful.

Hearing this, Ou Ye nodded and said with a smile: "I am not as good as you to solve the case, but if you have ten more people in the construction of the human body, you will not be my opponent."

Immediately afterwards, Ou Ye pointed to Nangong Lian's body and said, "Suicide is different from killing him. If he kills, you don't know when the murderer will attack you or what part of your attack, so the people he kills are often relieved after a severe pain."

"If you commit suicide, your brain can clearly predict that you will attack yourself or something, so the pain-sensing nerve in that area will be infinitely amplified."

"A person who commits suicide has to endure endless torture, especially those who cannot die immediately after committing suicide. This is why many people who commit suicide choose to hang themselves, cut their wrists, jump off buildings, etc., because these suicide methods are not very painful."

"If you don't believe it, you can try it. Use the same force to punch yourself. It may not hurt much when others hit you, but hitting yourself will definitely make you feel pain for more than an hour."

The monkey and I tried it on the spot. With the same strength, the monkey punched me and it hurt, but after a while, there would be no feeling.

I punched myself, and the pain seemed to be magnified, making me grin.

Ou Ye explained: "I explained so much to you, just to let you know how much perseverance it takes to commit suicide by using this method during your lifetime?"

"I glanced at the outside of the corpse briefly. The first chopstick was inserted into the throat. After five or six minutes, the second chopstick was inserted into my heart. The torture was no less than Lingchi."

The murderer is very important to Nangong Lian.

The case surfaced, and as long as the woman's identity was investigated, the murderer she defended could be deduced.

Lin Yan'er said that she had goose bumps all over her body and had to go out and take a breath.

Nangong Lian's suicide is very similar to the most common method of dying for love in ancient times.

A woman who is romantic enough to the bones.

A woman who is infatuated with the soul.

Her suicide brought romance to the extreme.

Afterwards, Ou Ye found a note with a poem written in her stomach.

“Shang evil!

I want to know you,

Longevity will never fade.

The mountain has no edges,

The river is exhausted,

Winter thunder,

Summer rain and snow,

Heaven and earth are united,

I dare to decide with you.”

The words of blood are miserable and beautiful, just like the promise between lovers in ancient times, unless the towering mountains and rivers disappear, unless the surging Yangtze River drys up, unless the white snow flies in the scorching summer, unless the sky and the earth connect, I dare to abandon my affection for you.

It is not difficult to imagine that when Zhang Hai was murdered, she knelt alone in front of the tombstone late at night.

The second I shed tears also caused blood in my heart.

Even if the preface is silent in my heart, the object of congratulations is just a cold tombstone.

How did a woman who is so infatuated with love survive that dark time after her beloved man died?

Especially she was willing to hide the hatred in her heart and would rather use her life to protect the murderer.

Suicide may also be another way for her to end this relationship.

After Lin Yan'er finished reading this poem, she slowly said: "I dare to break up with you. What is beyond love, but also fate."

The note taken from Nangong Lian’s stomach became the last evidence of a heartfelt love in this world.

After dissecting the body, we sent her to the cremation site for cremation and buried her next to Zhang Hai's tomb.

But we were surprised that someone once bought three tombs there at a high price. The first one was Zhang Hai, the second one was Nangong Lian, so who was the third one?

I stood by the grave and looked for a while, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "We don't need to catch that murderer anymore. The third grave was prepared by him for himself. Now he probably has something else to do, right?"

They looked at me tightly.

But I suddenly received an inexplicable call: "Can you give me half a month? I want to fulfill a wish from Nangong Lian, Zhang Hai and Quanshu."

I didn't expect that this call was actually called by Gao Xiang...

...

In early 2015, a beggar with ragged clothes and hair was kneeling in front of a leadership car at the gate of the county government.

The leader in this car is very strong. Today he came to visit and the county town was in a prosperous scene.

Unexpectedly, he almost ran into a beggar when he came out of the county government.

The beggar shouted: "I sewed clothes, cooked rice, softened steamed buns, and took care of the wounded. Before leaving, a leader told me that he had difficulties and found a leader. My child was abducted by human traffickers. I beg Master Qingtian to make the decision for me."

A banner was hung at the gate of the county government, which read: The world is the greatest, and all services are mainly for the people.

The leader's car stopped in front of the beggar, then bypassed the beggar and left the county government. The person who saw him off at the door wiped the cold sweat from his head, and let the beggar go farther away.

The beggar took out an iron sign similar to a medal and cried and said, "I once won the Excellence Award. This is the medal sign that the leader rewarded me back then. It said that this sign represents the leader."

The man threw the iron sign in the beggar's hand into the trash can, grabbed the beggar's hair and banged it out, only then did he realize that the beggar was an old lady, smelly and dirty old lady.

The man stood there and thought for a while, then ran to the convenience store to buy a bottle of mineral water and bread and handed it to the old lady, and quietly said something to her ear.

These small actions were seen by people at the gate of the county government, and the person who bought mineral water and bread was demoted and assigned to the police station in the county town.

From then on, there was an additional beggar at the entrance of the police station in the jurisdiction.

Every morning, someone comes to work with soy milk and buns, and he always gives half of the breakfast to the beggar.

"You said, are you the most unlucky person these days?"

Lin Yan'er asked me this, but I really don't know how to answer this question.

She didn't say anything else, and drove to the police station in the jurisdiction. We did not announce the news of finding the murderer, so the entire county town thought that the case had not been solved yet.

We waited at the door for a while. When we got off work, we saw Gao Xiang coming out of the police station and saying something to the old lady at the door.

As a forensic doctor who is recuperating from illness, for reasons, he should be at home, so why did he appear here?

After a while, Gao Xiang got up and left, and we followed quietly.

"You said, why did such a person kill seven or eight people one after another?"

I shook my head and said I didn't know.

The car was a little quiet, and we didn't talk afterwards. According to the leader's order, as long as Gao Xiang was still in sight, he would continue to monitor him. Once he left his sight, he would be arrested immediately.

But looking at Gao Xiang's appearance, he seemed not ready to escape.

Until now, I increasingly believe that those three tombs were bought by Gao Xiang. When he killed Zhang Hai, he already knew his ending, so he bought three tombs in advance.

The third tomb was left by him for himself. After he finished doing this, he would go to that place.

Just like he said: Bad people should go to prison first and go to hell.

When I followed Gao Xiang's residence, I was a little surprised that the place was actually a bungalow.

Now Zhang Hai's family is being killed, and that woman also committed suicide with chopsticks while eating. If Gao Xiang has feelings and righteousness, the next thing is suicide.

As for the arrest warrant issued by the superiors, we are also flesh and blood people, and I don’t think we can do these things.
Chapter completed!