Netherworld Investigator Chapter 683: Professor Sima’s Secret

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As soon as I finished speaking, Luo Shuzhong shook the enamel tank in his hand, and roared in indignation, "Did you make a mistake, why do you suspect us? We ran all the way here to go to a place where we have a meal and an archaeological site. , Are we sick, scare ourselves, why don’t you investigate those migrant workers, they have the most bad stomachs."

Xie Dingnan refused to accept: "How do you say it, how did the migrant workers recruit you? Those who chase after their ancestors for three generations are farmers."

Luo Shuzhong casually took out a cigarette: "I'm telling the truth, is it wrong?"

Xie Dingnan stood up and saw that the two were about to pinch on the spot, I quickly slapped up the battle: "Don't be surprised, I suspect that everything is our work, just like archeology is your work, I hope everyone cooperates!"

Sergeant Cui said: "It will snow in a while, so whether it is archaeology or the progress of solving the case, it is best to be faster."

Professor Sima echoed: "What Police Officer Cui said is right, so please cooperate. I will set an example and collect my fingerprints first."

Sun Bingxin used tape to collect everyone's fingerprints in turn. There is no way to test them here. She is carrying two bags of shoes and preparing to return to the city. Officer Cui was going to accompany her, but Sun Bingxin whispered to me: "Big Brother Song Yang, you are not familiar with the place here, can you go with them?"

I can't stand her coquettish and cute tone the most, so I had to answer: "Then I will tell Xiao Tao!"

"What is there to say, you must be a strict wife when you are married!" Sun Bingxin laughed.

The three of us returned to the city. When Sun Bingxin went to the bureau for a laboratory test, I was all right. I went to the door and ate a bowl of beef noodles. Then I brought Sun Bingxin and Huang Xiaotao. Ordered a portion of braised beef.

When I came to the appraisal department, Sun Bingxin was almost done. I asked: "Are there any results?"

"Nothing happened. Professor Sima only had his own fingerprints on his shoes, and there were no fingerprints on the tape recorder. This guy is very cunning." After speaking, she opened the beef noodles and ate them.

"Where is the soil sample?" I continued to ask.

"At the physical evidence center, the results may not be available until noon..."

When Sun Bingxin finishes eating, I propose to go out shopping, and Sun Bingxin is happy.

I also have a purpose when I go shopping. I went directly to Yunling University, found the Department of Archaeology, and asked people how Professor Sima was like.

An associate professor asked in surprise: "What's the matter, Mr. Sima has an accident?"

I said: "No, no, just a regular investigation."

Associate Professor said: "The others are very good. I have taught here for more than 30 years and published many papers. Everyone likes him."

I noticed that his eyes flickered when he spoke, so I went after him: "Do you have something to hide?"

Associate Professor said embarrassingly: "As expected of the police, the eyes are poison, I don't know how to say this..."

"But it doesn't matter, I will keep it secret!" I reassure the associate professor.

He said that several cultural relics had been lost in the archaeological project that Professor Sima was responsible for. The school had suspected him for this. Professor Sima desperately argued that he had worked hard at the school for more than 30 years, and the school even suspected that he was reselling cultural relics. He broke my heart or something, and the matter was gone afterwards. His qualifications were very old, and many of the leaders of the academy were once students of Professor Sima.

I asked: "What do you think?"

Associate professor waved his hand quickly: "I don't know, I don't know, I'm sorry I still have class, I'm anxious!"

I looked at his hurriedly leaving back and fell into deep thought. Sun Bingxin was taken aback: "Brother Song Yang, your suspicion is really accurate."

I said: "I don’t care if he resells the cultural relics. I only care about who the murderer is. Is a seventy-year-old man really capable of killing? One of the dead was carried into the sarcophagus by the murderer. He has Such strength?"

Sun Bingxin made a bodybuilding posture and said: "Old people also have very strong bodies. I have seen a retired man with very strong muscles on TV."

I smiled and said: "Nonsense, you see him as thin as a human being."

"I just want to inspire you." Sun Bingxin stuck out his tongue.

We left school, went to a nearby supermarket to buy some food and drink, and then went back to the city office.

The police officer at the Physical Evidence Center told me that the first soil sample did contain a lot of calcium phosphide, and the soil had been burned. In addition to this, there was another organic matter, and no ingredients were detected.

The second soil sample was identified by carbon 14 as being a thousand years ago, but it is not all. It also contains some ordinary loess and wood chips.

I remembered that the archaeological site was loess, and the boxes they used to store equipment were also filled with a large amount of sawdust. It can be seen that this person came in from the outside.

I thanked the police officer and returned to the archaeological site with Officer Cui and Sun Bingxin.

The weather was clear on this day. Everyone was cleaning up the cultural relics and bones on the site. Huang Xiaotao yawned: "Oh, archaeology is really boring. Take the small brush and slowly brush it. When will the test be finished?"

I smiled and said: "You think you are a tomb! Take a big bag and run away? I bought some snacks, would you like to eat it?"

"Of course! It's another marching meal at noon, it's terrible!"

Basically, I bought snacks, and I also bought various flavors of milk tea for Song Xingchen. He has always been cold when he sees milk tea, and his brows will show a hint of joy. This is his cute side.

Huang Xiaotao sat down on the chair, enjoying the jelly and beef, waved at the group of people who were digging and chiseling in front, and smiled: "Doesn’t it look like an ancient emperor, watching a large group of people repairing there? Mausoleum."

"Dig a grave for yourself?" I couldn't laugh or cry.

"Why do you speak so auspiciously?"

Huang Xiaotao reached out and hit me. I dodged and said, "I just changed the wording. By the way, I will share some information with you."

After I finished speaking, Huang Xiaotao fell into deep thought: "It seems that the old professor is really tricky."

"But you can't just equate him with the murderer!" I said.

"Let’s assume that he is, you see, he is the most powerful here, plus his seniority, no one will doubt..." Huang Xiaotao said, his eyes brightened.

"How do you explain what happened last night?" I interrupted with a smile.

"Maybe someone wants to tell us something in this way and let us turn our attention to Professor Sima." Huang Xiaotao analyzed.

I shook my head. I still feel that this reasoning is not very convincing. Just imagine that Professor Sima’s motive was to resell the cultural relics. He happened to be bumped into by three migrant workers that day. With his qualifications and powers, he could completely make up his mind. The rhetoric is vague, and there is no need to kill people.

Killing, in my opinion, is itself a big lie, telling a ‘big lie’ for a small lie is absurd from the perspective of criminal proceeds!

The day is long and boring, but one thing is certain, there will be no accidents during the day, so I suggest that it is better to take a rest and be more energetic at night.

Everyone hit it off right away. After sleeping until dark for dinner, Ma Ma braid said with envy and jealousy: "You are a police officer, you are really leisurely. Sleeping all afternoon, we will break our waist today."

Huang Xiaotao said: "Little sister, do you want to change, then you will know that our business is free from overwork and we only have to stay up all night."

Luo Shuzhong suddenly asked: "Has the fingerprint been found?"

I replied: "Sorry, I didn't find it."

Luo Shuzhong couldn't help but sneered: "Cut, your police's efficiency is nothing but that!"