Hearing Xiao He's words, Cheng Qinglan and Xu Wenxue both looked over in confusion.
"Xiao He, did you find anything?" Cheng Qinglan came over and asked.
Xiao He did not answer directly, but handed the plastic bag to Cheng Qinglan, "Look at this cigarette butt first."
After Cheng Qinglan took the plastic bag, she stared at her big eyes and looked over and over.
Inside the plastic bag was an unburned half cigarette with a lot of blood stains on it. It is not difficult to guess that it must have been wetted with Xing Kui'an's blood and then extinguished.
But Cheng Qinglan looked at it for a long time and found nothing.
"Isn't this just an ordinary cigarette butt?" Cheng Qinglan finally lost patience.
"Give me!"
Xu Wenxue stretched out her hand. Although she had also checked the cigarette butt at first, she had always hated cigarettes, so she did not look at it carefully. She had just observed Xiao He's micro-expression and knew that Xiao He was not making a blind move, so at this time
I'm also interested.
Xu Wenxue looked up and down for a few minutes, but like Cheng Qinglan, she didn't see anything interesting.
"What is your inference?" Xu Wenxue looked up at Xiao He and asked directly.
The corners of Xiao He's mouth curled up even higher, and even the female forensic doctor, who had been arrogant and cool just now, cast a questioning look, giving him a sudden sense of superiority that overwhelmed him with his IQ.
He brazenly took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth in front of the two women.
Xu Wenxue's eyelids suddenly twitched. If she hadn't wanted to hear Xiao He's conclusion, she might have stepped forward now, snatched the cigarette butt from Xiao He's mouth, and stepped on it several times.
"Xiao He, don't push yourself too far!" Cheng Qinglan said angrily. She naturally knew that Xu Wenxue hated smoking, and she thought Xiao He was deliberately smoking in front of them to take revenge on them!
Huh! You are really a servant in the palace of the king of hell - not doing human affairs.
However, Xiao He did not light the cigarette, but looked at the two girls with a half-smile: "Lan Lan, Miss Xu, you must have never smoked before!"
Xu Wenxue felt that he had suffered tons of damage in an instant. Seeing that Xu Wenxue's poker face was about to explode, Cheng Qinglan quickly scolded: "Xiao He, stop being so pretentious and hurry up."
Xiao He slowly put the cigarette in his mouth on his finger and said softly: "Don't be angry! I just showed you the action of smoking." Seeing that Cheng Qinglan seemed to be about to explode, Xiao He immediately got back to the topic.
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"When we smoke, we all hold a filter in our mouth. Look at the half of the cigarette butt. There is no blood on the filter, but the tobacco is stained with blood. This means that the cigarette was not extinguished by falling on the blood of the deceased, but was extinguished by the blood.
Sputtering out.”
Cheng Qinglan sounded as confused as Monk Zhang Er, "So what?"
"This shows that Xing Kui'an had a cigarette butt in his mouth when he died."
Hearing this, Xu Wenxue was thoughtful. She seemed to have thought of something, but she couldn't figure it out, so she could only continue to stare at Xiao He intently.
"You have never smoked, so you don't know what it feels like when smoking. Generally, people are quite relaxed when smoking. If Xing Kui'an felt danger, I believe he would spit out the cigarette butt subconsciously."
"And he didn't, which shows that Xing Kui'an was still very relaxed before his death."
A glimmer of light flashed in Xu Wenxue's eyes, and she finally figured it out.
"You're saying that Xing Kui'an knows the murderer, and he's so familiar with him that he doesn't have any vigilance."
"Haha, it seems that Miss Xu is as good as me!"
Xiao He grinned, he was indeed a talented person.
In this way, the scope of the murderer was greatly narrowed, and Lefty was very familiar with Xing Kui'an. With such conditions, even the most idiotic person would be able to find out!
...
When Xiao He and Cheng Qinglan returned to the White Tiger Martial Arts Hall again, it was already late at night. Xiao He went directly back to his room, preparing to rest early.
Although tomorrow's martial arts meeting has no direct relationship with him, he knows that the success or failure of the martial arts meeting will indirectly affect whether he can stay in Jincheng.
Soon, the time came to the next day. Xiao He did not let Lin Zhiruo follow him today. She had seen that kind of fighting and killing scene once, but he brought Xuan Qi with him, and so did this boy
A master of martial arts, taking him there can also open his eyes.
The martial arts meeting was held this time at the headquarters of the Jincheng Tianwu Association. It was said to be the first martial arts hall in Jincheng, with Jiang Zhenhai personally in charge. However, as the number of Tianwu Association disciples increased, the martial arts hall gradually became more and more popular.
It was eliminated and is now only used as a place for celebrations or meetings of the four major curators.
The martial arts gym is located in an old alley in the city center. The location is very hidden. Even though Xiao He has been delivering food in Jincheng for a year, he has never been here.
Compared with the four newly built martial arts halls, this martial arts hall is much smaller in area, and most of the buildings are from the last century. The gray-white walls and loose blue tiles make it look a bit dilapidated.
However, the two majestic bronze lions at the entrance and the three characters Tianwuhui with flying phoenixes above the main entrance all highlight the special status of this martial arts hall.
When a group of people walked into the gate of Jincheng Tianwu Association, a lot of people had gathered in the martial arts field in the center. Not only people from the other three martial arts halls, Xiao He also met many old friends among them.
Nangong Huai in a yellow Tang suit, Jiang Rourou in a red cheongsam, and Zhu Boju and his son...
On the way here, Cheng Baihu also told Xiao He that the election of the vice president of the Tianwu Association is not only related to the Tianwu Association in Jincheng, but also to the stability and development of Jincheng.
The Tianwu Association can develop so powerfully in Jincheng, which is inseparable from the support of the government and local wealthy businessmen. It can also be said that the three are mutually dependent.
Seeing Xiao He appear, several people nodded.
A red carpet was laid out in the center of the martial arts arena, and several large areas were set up. The disciples of the four major martial arts schools had one area each, and people from all walks of life who came to watch the ceremony were in one area.
Cheng Baihu first took Xiao He to the areas of the two major martial arts schools of Xuanwu and Zhuque to say hello. After all, Cheng Baihu still needed the support of the two major martial arts schools for this vice president election.
The director of the Xuanwu Martial Arts School, Xiong Xuanwu, is a fat old man who seems to be very talkative and smiles at everyone. However, the director of the Zhuque Martial Arts School, Cao Zhuque, has a much colder attitude, especially when she looks at Xiao He.
His eyes were very unkind.
At this time, Cheng Qingchao whispered in Xiao He's ear: "Master Cao is very close to the Qinglong Martial Arts School. Originally, she supported Xing Qinglong in the vice president election, but the master asked her to support her father instead, which will inevitably make her
Very dissatisfied.”
Xiao He knew that the reason why Cao Zhuque had such a cold attitude might be related to Xing Kui'an's death!
After saying hello, the group came to the White Tiger Martial Arts Hall and sat down.
At this time, I saw a group of people coming in aggressively at the gate. It was Fifth Elder Shi Kaishan and Qin Yunhao, and Xing Qinglong was also following the group.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Baihu's face suddenly darkened.
Xing Qinglong is now standing beside Shi Kaishan in a majestic manner, which means that the rebellion between their senior brothers is inevitable.