Qiao Xue followed Xingli to a nearby luminous wall displaying X-ray films, and began to introduce - "The deceased, Chen Fuyang, was an Asian male, 28 years old, in good health, and had no history of drug abuse. The cause of death was massive bleeding caused by the carotid artery being cut with a sharp instrument. His time of death should be between five and seven in the morning. Since you said you released him after five o'clock, his home was about an hour away from the police station. "The murderer was very decisive. I found some oil between the victim's nails, but the oil was not secreted by human skin." It was made of vegetable oil. The murderer probably hugged the victim from behind when he was killing him, stabbed the victim's neck and let go. The victim must have grabbed something in a hurry and fell to the ground. "In addition, no fingerprints or footprints were found." "The murder weapon was a 15-centimeter-long sharp knife that belonged to the victim's home. The murderer deliberately used something from the victim's home to prevent the murder weapon from being traced. "Very smart and very cautious." "In addition, you are right. There is indeed a pattern of a snow mountain lion flag on the deceased's thigh. It can be said that he is the same person as the two heroes Hao who was killed before. The sex is very high." Qiao Xue pinched her nose and thought for a long time. After a moment, she nodded and said: "I understand. I will ask the police inspector to combine the two cases. Dr. Xingli, thank you." Xingli smiled slightly and shook his head gently: " It¡¯s okay. This is what I should do. You seem tired? Why don¡¯t you come over and make you a cup of coffee?¡± Qiao Xue shook her head and smiled. He said, "I didn't expect you to make coffee? Well give me a cup. I've really felt very tired these past two days" Next to the morgue is Xingli's office. It feels different from the cold feeling outside. There are plants planted, the heating is on, and the bright lights give it a warm and comfortable feeling. The coffee pot began to hiss, and the rich aroma began to emit. Qiao Xue sat in her seat and looked at the many photo frames placed on the table. Inside are photos taken by Xingli and different people in many places with completely different styles. "It seems like you like traveling?" Xingli came over with two cups of coffee. Putting a cup in front of Qiao Xue, she said with a smile: "In a way it's true. I've been to many places and made friends with many people. Sometimes I was ordered to go, and sometimes it was My own interest." Qiao Xue took a sip of coffee, closed her eyes, and let the rich fragrance spread in her mouth: "Is this your order? I didn't expect this person sitting in front of me. Is it still related to the British royal family?" Xingli just smiled, which should be regarded as acquiescence. After taking two or three sips, Qiao Xue exhaled and her spirits were lifted a lot. But just when she was about to drink the coffee in one go. Xingli, who was next to her, suddenly spoke and said something that she couldn't understand - "Do you think the past history can be changed?" Qiao Xue stopped drinking coffee. He looked at Xingli with a very strange expression, as if he was looking at a very strange guy. After a long silence, she finally shook her head and said with a smile: "If it were my dad, he would really want to change the past. But unfortunately, I am a materialist." Xingli's eyes lit up and she said : "Your father? Is it rare to hear you talking about your family?" Qiao Xue smiled: "Yes, I have mentioned a lot about my family in the past two days. Well, my father's name is His name is Qiao Feng. ButI don¡¯t think you know him. Speaking of which, I used to be a top killer! To be honest, I was really a member of the international criminal organization Liuyinghui! I kind of doubt whether my father did these two cases, because they are so sharp." "Liu Yinghui?" Xingli paused for a moment, then frowned and nodded: "I. I have heard of this organization. Several of their leaders have always been on the important list. ButQiao Feng? Wait, let me check." After saying that, Xing Li turned around. There was rapid typing on the computer keyboard. Qiao Xue didn't care at all and continued to sip her coffee. Soon, Xingli finished the inspection, her head emerged from the computer, frowned and said: "I have a friend who is a badass agent. He has collected a lot of information about the Liuying Society."?. But, Qiao Feng? I didn't see this person on the list. " Qiao Xue drank the coffee in one gulp: "Of course. It has been a long time since my father quit the Liuying Club. " "No, no, no, that's not the problem. " After saying that, Xingli turned the computer screen around. When she saw the information displayed on the screen, Qiao Xue couldn't help being stunned. "Your father Qiao Feng, is he already dead? He died 27 years ago in Tibet, while participating in a Tibet tour For unknown reasons, he was confirmed dead? Even the remains have been found and the Chinese government has confirmed it. At that time, you were probably still in your mother's bellyhow could you have memories of your father? " Qiao Xue was stunned. She stared blankly at the picture of the profile of "Qiao Feng" on the screen. On that photo, it was indeed a photo of her father Qiao Feng when he was young. There were details on it. It recorded the time and place when he joined the Liuying Society, and the report of his death after going to Tibet. But "Howis this possible?" ! " "My fatherdied as early as 27 years ago? ! " Qiao Xue was stunned on the spot. Her pupils began to dilate, and the corners of her mouth began to twitch involuntarily. Seeing Qiao Xue so surprised, Xingli next to her also looked a little frightened. She quickly came over to hold Qiao Xue's hand. Arm, said softly: "Are you okay? Are youreally not joking? Have you really met your father? No kidding? ? ? ¡± All the things in the past Ever since I can remember, the man who has always appeared in my life The man who is sometimes strict with myself, sometimes generous to myself, loves my mother very much, and loves myself very much. Dad died 27 years ago (To be continued) ps: This story was warned by the editorial department because it involves xizang and dalai issues so I will not comment on this aspect in the future. All sensitive words are replaced with words such as zangdu and dalai.