After listening to Bai Yutang's report on the case, Bao Zheng asked Ai Hu and the others to hand over the case to Bai Yutang, and Ding Yuan's body was also sent to the SCI's forensic room.

Chen Fei's body was in the funeral home and he had already asked someone to send it here.

Ma Xin was wearing a white coat and hugged her arms and turned around the body. Without taking action, she pinched her chin with two fingers and let out a long "um".

Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang didn't understand the meaning of her actions.

Zhao Hu always used Ma Xin as his own girl, so he teased her, "Oh, you said you girl, this habit is exactly the same as Gongsun!"

"What habit?" Gongsun Zheng was wearing gloves and looked at Zhao Hu curiously.

"I like to pose at the corpse." Zhao Hu learned to pose.

Ma Xin kicked him.

Gongsun walked to the body. Lao Yang had already dissected the report and wrote it very clearly. Gongsun felt that there was no big problem and was going to take a look.

Gongsun raised his head and handed Ma Xin the tweezers, but Ma Xin still tilted her head and stared at the body.

"Xinxin, what are you doing?"

"Oh..." Ma Xin quickly put on gloves and said, "It just feels strange."

"What does it feel?" Zhan Zhao smiled and leaned forward a little, with his hands behind his back, as if he was very interested in Ma Xin's idea.

Ma Xin handed over the tweezers to Gongsun, and asked Zhan Zhao, "I just met him a few days ago."

Bai Yutang immediately asked, "When have you seen him?"

"It's not that I know you, that's it." Ma Xin said, "A few days ago, there was a fashion exhibition. Sister Jiayi and Lele had an invitation letter, so I took me to open my eyes. I saw him at the fashion exhibition, hugging a beautiful model with a full-blown spirit, and there were countless people around me."

Everyone looked at each other and was right. Did Ding Yuan do fashion trading? In fact, the trend of the year is not the clothing designers, but the fabric suppliers that provide raw materials. It is like the end of whether the dishes are good or not. In addition to the chef, it also depends on the raw materials themselves.

"What then?" Zhan Zhao asked Ma Xin, "What do you think of him?"

"Well, it's a surprise!" Ma Xin said, "I used to read the reports and thought that most of this type of playboy are frivolous playboys, but when he came to say hello to Jiayi, he was polite and felt that it was easy to get along with. Jiayi also introduced us. When he heard that I was a forensic doctor, he asked me if I knew Gongsun."

Gongsun looked up in confusion, "I don't know him, does he know me?"

Ma Xin pursed her lips, as if she was hesitating whether to say the following words.

Gongsun raised his eyebrows and gently hooked Ma Xin with a scalpel, "Who are you hang out with?"

"You!" Ma Xin didn't even think about it, "Master!"

Gongsun nodded with satisfaction and said, "Say."

Ma Xin hid behind Zhan Zhao with a smile and said, "Ding Yuan heard that I was having sex with you. He snatched the champagne from my hand and asked the waiter to open a bottle of good wine for me. He said that he would send me an invitation letter in the future whenever there were fashion shows, and it would be best if I could take you there too."

Gongsun was puzzled, "What are you doing? I'm not interested in clothes."

"He said, even Bai Jintang is done, you are a legend in the socialite world..."

"puff……"

At the door, Bai Yutang's coffee was sprayed out.

The others covered their mouths together.

Sure enough, he saw Gongsun’s face pale, staring at the door and holding his arms, looking "So that's it" and nodding silently to express his agreement.

"But..." Ma Xin put away her smile and looked at Ding Yuan lying on the anatomy table. "He actually didn't hate it at all. He didn't expect to die like this. He always felt that if such a person lives, there should be infinite possibilities in the future. He is still so young and capable. Yesterday he thought he was the favorite of God, but today he became an abandoned child, which was a bit of a blow to people."

"To a certain extent, can people get a certain balance?" Zhan Zhao asked slowly with his hands behind his back.

"That's right." Ma Xin nodded, "At least everyone is the same. No matter whether you are rich or poor today, you may not see the sun tomorrow. Only fate is absolutely unfair and absolutely fair."

"Wow……"

After Ma Xin finished speaking, a group of SCI people at the door clapped together, "So profound and philosophical!"

Ma Xin frowned and ignored everyone at the door, turned around and had an autopsy with Gongsun, who was still dark-faced.

Bai Yutang went to the bathroom to take off his shirt stained by coffee and came back wearing this vest.

"Wow... head, do you need to be so sexy when you are broad in the daytime?" Zhao Hu came to Baiyutang again after making trouble.

Bai Yutang kicked him away, "From today on, you guys will protect me Lin Ruo and go to the class."

Everyone in SCI went to automatically divide the shift, but there was no need to divide the shift. They worked in three shifts, two in groups, Ma Han and Zhao Hu, Zhang Long and Wang Chao, Luo Tian and Qin Ou.

Bai Chi has searched all the news and reports about Ding Yuan, and is browsing. There are also some books and work records sent from Ding Yuan's company, which were collected by Ai Hu and the others.

Bai Yutang walked to Zhan Zhao and saw him holding a coffee cup in his left hand and holding the photo of Emilia in his right hand, as if he was in a daze.

"Usually, if you have this expression, you just find some clues." Bai Yutang stood in front of him.

Zhan Zhao raised his head, reached out and pinched Bai Yutang's arm, narrowing his eyes, "Are you a little stronger again?"

Bai Yutang looked at him with a funny look, "I have exercise."

Zhan Zhao pointed to his head, "I also do exercise."

"Yes, yes, if you do aerobic exercise, you do brain exercise." Bai Yutang took the photo, looked at both front and back, and asked Zhan Zhao, "What did you think of?"

"Well..." Zhan Zhao seemed absent-minded, holding the cup and looking up and down at Bai Yutang, and said, "Often, there are four standards to judge whether a man is really handsome."

Bai Yutang frowned, not quite understanding what Zhan Zhao was talking about.

"What are the criteria you said that day?" Zhan Zhao snapped his fingers and asked Ma Xin who was strolling out with a smile in the forensic room.

"It's just that I have a beard, a shaved head, and an old man's shirt, and I'm not afraid of tanning." Ma Xin looked at Bai Yutang with admiration and tsk twice, "The line ratio is perfect, but I'm a little thinner, but my uncle Tian is still looking at him." After that, he left happily.

Zhan Zhao took a sip of coffee and raised his eyebrows to look at Bai Yutang, "Xiaobai, I think you are thin, but I think you are not as charming as an uncle!"

Bai Yutang was so amused that he returned the photo to Zhan Zhao, "I'd better find a piece of clothing to wear." He was about to leave after that.

Zhan Zhao grabbed him, "It's great, it's so hot, the police station is working so hard, can you give some benefits to the girls who are struggling on the front line?"

When Zhan Zhao was talking, several girls who heard the news had been looking at him for a while.

Bai Yutang shook his head and waved his hand at them. The group of female policemen who usually kicked a wall and ran away happily and took photos as a souvenir.

Bai Yutang shook his head and looked at Zhan Zhao, "You are quite generous."

"Oh, you can see it but can't take it away. This is called showing off your mentality." Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang returned to the SCI office together and said, "That's how people are. What good things are there? They are afraid that people know and they don't know. They are afraid that people know because they are afraid that they are stolen, and they don't know. They are also caused by vanity."

Bai Yutang nodded, "What does it have to do with the case?"

Zhan Zhao looked at him with his eyes squinted, "I said casually, why does it have anything to do with the case?"

Bai Yutang smiled, "That's how people are. What clues do you think of? You want to tell people but don't want to tell people easily. You want to tell people because you finally thought about it and feel uncomfortable. You don't want to tell people easily, but you want to show off for a while."

Zhan Zhao's mouth moved and glared at him, "Bai Mouse, don't think you are powerful if you have muscles. If you practice it, you will still be so thin!"

Bai Yutang was speechless. Is this anger and angry?

He sent away a few people who came to watch at the door. Bai Yutang pulled Zhan Zhao into the office. The expressions of the two left endless imaginations for the people outside.

After entering the office to turn on the air conditioner, he found a short-sleeved shirt to put it on, Bai Yutang asked Zhan Zhao, "What did you think of?"

Zhan Zhao sat down and asked without answering a question, "Have you ever analyzed Emilia's mentality?"

Bai Yutang frowned and thought, "After all, she is a dead person or a half-legendary character. Even if she speculates, she cannot confirm the right or wrong."

"The Emilia I want to speculate is not a dead person or a legendary figure." Zhan Zhao finished drinking the coffee, put the coffee cup on the table, and spoke, "It's a ghost."

Bai Yutang saw Zhan Zhao, "You have never believed in ghosts and gods, but you are a psychologist at least."

"You said before that Emilia is still resenting. What is your foothold? You must have a position on Emilia, whether it is a positioning of a dead person, a legendary character, or an irrelevant ghost?"

Bai Yutang took the exam seriously and nodded at the end, "To put it...it seems that's the case."

Zhan Zhao stood up and went to the window to look at the passers-by running and wiping sweat in the hot summer. "People usually have many positions. Others' positions and their own positions are often different because of their different positions."

Bai Yutang looked at the coffee cup on the table, "What about?"

"Who do you think killed Ding Yuan?" Zhan Zhao asked, "and those explorers?"

"In short, ghosts should not control computers to hack GPS or something." Bai Yutang has always been able to understand Zhan Zhao's meaning, and then said, "What you mean is that there must be a murderer, and everyone has a reason to kill people, especially for this kind of serial murder case with meticulous and exquisite arrangement. If we need to know the motive, we must first know the position of the murderer thinking. Why did he or she handle this case? In other words, no matter who he or her real identity is, at the moment of killing, he is Emilia's ghost."

Zhan Zhao nodded with satisfaction, his fingers tapped on the glass that was hot outside and cool inside twice, "If Emilia's behavior is true, what is the point of her that you cannot understand the most?"

Bai Yutang was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses from his guess about the murderer just now, and said, "Well... I don't understand why she wanted to kill everyone."

Zhan Zhao waited for him to continue talking.

"She has a more serious or lighter resentment. It may be related to the humiliation she has suffered. She hates her lover and rival who betrayed her, the Count who relied on power to take away her happiness, and even her father. I can understand these... I just don't understand. It's impossible for anyone on this small island to sympathize with her, right?"

Zhan Zhao looked at Bai Yutang, "Do you think someone will sympathize with Emilia?"

"Of course." Bai Yutang nodded, and was quite sure, "Emilia is the most innocent victim. Even if the world is pushed forward for a thousand years and two thousand years, even in the wilderness period, people's hearts are not bad, and they are not good. Differences always exist. I think there are not only people who sympathize with Emilia, but also many. Even if the power of the count has not been expressed, there will be one or two to comfort Emilia, right?"

Zhan Zhao nodded, "So do you think Emilia has been so excited when she was subjected to other deeper stimulation? The resentment will not fade away for a long time?"

Bai Yutang shrugged slightly, "We have another important clue, and that sentence seems to have nothing to do with the legend."

"How much weight can a human heart carry?" Zhan Zhao pondered this sentence carefully, "What weight does a human heart really cannot carry...what does it have?"

The two of them were in a daze when the door was suddenly pushed open.

Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang both looked back.

He saw Gongsun "cut" at the door with a disappointed look on his face.
To be continued...