Chapter 44 1. The Broken Rose

University of H, Yu Zheng stopped the car and followed the direction of the crowd to the third floor of the girls' dormitory without asking for directions. The place had been cordoned off by the police, surrounded by students with surprised expressions , a few older teachers were maintaining order, Yu Zheng said hello to the colleagues who arrived first, and walked in. Xue Liang had already started working. Liu Gang, Qi Hong, etc. were watching from the sidelines. When Yu Zheng came in, he immediately explained the situation briefly. The deceased, Fan Wenjun, female, junior student, member of the student union, minister of literature and art, was a prominent figure in the school. She was found dead on the bed in the dormitory by her classmates early this morning, so she called the police.

Yu Zheng looked around while listening, when a man in his forties came in from the outside. Liu Gang introduced to Yu Zheng, "This is Fan Wenjun's head teacher, Mr. Li, who cooperates with us on behalf of the school." Yu Zheng nodded and said hello. Seeing that there were more and more students watching outside, he suggested that Teacher Li evacuate the students first, leaving only a few students in the same dormitory. Teacher Li nodded and went out, and Yu Zheng was freed Let's take a look around. This is a very ordinary dormitory for girls, more than a dozen square meters, three bunk beds, a desk by the window, the room is rather messy, the quilts of several beds are spread out, it can be seen that the dead body was found Everyone hadn't woken up yet. Yu Zheng came to the bed where the deceased was found. Forensic doctor Xue Liang's work was nearing completion. Seeing him coming, he nodded.

Yu Zheng glanced at the bed, the girl has a slender and soft body and a good face, beautiful long black hair scattered around, pale face looming, she is like a rose that has just bloomed, proud, looking forward, just Before she had time to show her charming figure to the world, she was broken by someone at the waist and fell into the quagmire sadly. As a result, life stopped silently, and blooming stopped silently, leaving only a little residual bright red, showing the beauty that once existed . Yu Zheng frowned, and asked Xue Liang above, "How is it?" Xue Liang got down from the top, took off his gloves and said, "There is no obvious trauma on the body. On the surface, the cause of death should be that someone covered his mouth and nose and suffocated, but there were no traces of strangulation on the face and neck. And she has silky cotton wadding around her mouth, the same one that's on this cushion."

Yu Zheng took the cushion and looked at it. At this time, Xue Liang's assistant had already put Fan Wenjun into the black body bag. The zipper was slowly closed, and his pale face disappeared inside. Xue Liang subconsciously stopped. People watched her being carried out. "You're saying that it's very likely that the murderer used the cushion to press the deceased's face, causing her to suffocate to death." "Yes, the time of death was between 10:00 and 11:00 last night, but the details will not be known until the test results come out." Xue Liang nodded.

Yu Zheng thanked Xue Liang for his on-site work. He greeted other colleagues and left first. The rest of the colleagues were doing intense and orderly evidence collection work. Yu Zheng looked at the bed again. It was a very ordinary bunk bed made of iron, covered with blue sheets, and on the quilt were printed pictures of girls. I like the cartoon pattern, and there is a white scarf on the bedside. Yu Zheng saw Teacher Li approaching and asked, "Mr. Li, what kind of person is the deceased person? Can you introduce him?" "Fan Wenjun," Teacher Li rubbed her hands and said, "She is the director of the school's literature and art department. What happened?"

"Who found the body?" Mr. Li is a middle-aged man in his forties with a mediocre appearance. He has been frowning and nagging about how this happened. The busy work just now made him sweat profusely. When he saw Zheng Wen, he hurriedly said: " It's Sun Fangke, Fan Wenjun's classmate, they live in the same dormitory, tell me, how could this happen?" Afraid that he would continue nagging, Yu Zheng hurriedly interrupted: "I want to talk to my classmates in this dormitory, where are they?" Teacher Li was obviously taken aback: "Look at me, I was busy evacuating my classmates just now, and forgot to tell them. I'll find them right away."

Yu Zheng watched him rushing out and sighed. Half an hour later, the summoned students were taken by Teacher Li to an empty dormitory nearby, and Yu Zheng asked Liu Gang and Tang Tang to take notes together. There were five girls in total, either standing or sitting, with uneasy expressions. Yu Zheng comforted them briefly and then began to ask. According to them, yesterday the student union organized a dance party, and they all went to dance. They returned to the dormitory one after another after about 11 , everyone was very tired and went to bed after simply washing up. No one paid attention to the bed until the next morning.

"Who discovered it?" Yu Zheng asked. "It's me." A tall and thin girl said, with a look of confusion and resentment on her face. Yu Zheng felt that her expression was a bit strange, and Tang Tang asked, "How did you find out?" The girl's face darkened again and said, "That's my bed." Yu Zheng asked, "Why didn't she die on her own bed?" "That's my bed. Fan Wenjun is on the bed next to it. The two beds are stuck together. I didn't come back the night before. I only found out when I came back this morning. It's unlucky to die on my bed." The girl said angrily. Say.

Yu Zheng said, "You are Sun Fangke." "yes." "Where were you last night?" Sun Fangke glanced at him and said, "My boyfriend and I went to an Internet cafe, and the network manager of the Internet cafe can prove it." "Anyone else who hasn't come back?" Everyone else shook their heads. Yu Zheng said, "What kind of person is Fan Wenjun? Does she have any grudges with others?" Several girls looked at each other, but no one spoke.