Street Hustler and His Policewoman Wife-Chapter 43: He’s a Veteran!

In Chen Xiao’s mind, an image appeared.

The image was made up of droplets of blood.

The blood either spattered, dripped, spread in pools, or just in bits.

But if Su Haidong had been hung and live-dissected, the state of the blood on the scene would be completely different from when Su Haidong was skinned after death.

The image of blood in his mind convinced Chen Xiao it was live dissection, but his certainty also required confirmation from the forensic results.

However, the answer did not surprise him, as Lin Xi quickly responded, "The answer from the forensic department is live dissection."

Chen Xiao nodded slightly and fell silent once again.

Even though Lin Yao was an outsider who didn’t understand investigation, any ordinary person would have unprecedented curiosity about a murder case.

Seeing Chen Xiao weirdly gesturing again, she lowered her voice to ask, "Sis, aren’t live dissection and being skinned after death both deadly?"

"There’s a big difference. At the very least, the scene’s appearance is completely different. If the victim was live-dissected before death, he would struggle, causing blood to spatter everywhere. Conversely, if a person is dissected after death, the blood wouldn’t look like that at the scene."

Lin Yao suddenly understood, "So Su Jing’s father was cut to death, while still alive?"

"Yes."

A touch of fear flashed in Lin Yao’s eyes.

She couldn’t imagine the agony of a living person being cut to death with a knife.

But as she was immersed in that chilling imagination, Chen Xiao’s voice came again.

"The killer is not a novice; he’s an expert!"

"What do you mean?" Lin Xi asked instinctively, hearing Chen Xiao’s comment.

But Chen Xiao seemed not to hear her and continued, "The knife marks on Su Haidong’s body were not due to the killer’s lack of skill, but because of Su Haidong’s struggle!" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"A novice executor, during the act, would leave marks on the bones due to a lack of skill and occasional slashing. However, even with an expert, when performing live dissection, similar slashes would appear, as the living victim could not remain motionless."

"To determine if the killer was an expert or a novice, one can only look at the knife marks! Honey, were the knife marks on the bones consistent, or not?"

Chen Xiao looked at Lin Xi, who quickly took out her phone, "I’ll ask the forensic examiner."

"No need to ask, the knife marks on Su Haidong’s skeleton are all in my head. I can give the answer—they are mostly consistent! A living Su Haidong, after being executed, having largely consistent knife marks left by the executioner, how could the killer be a novice?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xi was dumbstruck.

She couldn’t imagine what kind of brain capacity Chen Xiao possessed to remember the countless knife marks on Su Haidong’s body.

The most terrifying thing was not how many knife marks Chen Xiao remembered, but his ability to analyze them!

This is true superhuman ability!

Chen Xiao knew what shocked Lin Xi, but he couldn’t explain.

Identifying the killer as an expert required Chen Xiao’s ability to capture and recreate, which encompasses nearly all his skills!

Now, he is quite sure the killer is an expert, and must have practiced countless times to kill.

But where did the killer find the practice material?

And why did the killer take away the tissues skinned from Su Haidong?

This question resurfaced, and Chen Xiao’s brow remained furrowed.

He kept thinking, as if he had to come up with an answer.

Lin Xi, keenly aware of his state, took a step forward, placing her cool hand gently on Chen Xiao’s big hand:

"Honey, don’t get caught up in this. Look, my hand is so cold."

The coolness of the hand calmed Chen Xiao instantly, and he apologetically clasped both hands, saying, "My bad, I get stuck on a problem and want to solve it, neglecting you instead."

Lin Xi pouted, "Hmph, I wonder who’s the real cop here in our family?"

Chen Xiao laughed, "Of course, my wife is the cop! Maybe one day, my wife will become Captain Lin or Director Lin!"

"Come on, by then my hair would have to be even shorter. Appearance is especially important for directors."

No female officer is allowed to have hair past the shoulders.

Lin Xi keeps her hair just shoulder-length, a style maintained for many years.

Hearing Lin Xi say this, Chen Xiao couldn’t help but recall the scene at her bedside in a hospital in a past life.

Her hair was indeed shorter then, but the aura from her high position was hardly concealed by her hair length.

Chen Xiao breathed into Lin Xi’s hand, making Lin Yao speechless, "Seriously, are you two done? Can we go home now?"

Chen Xiao smiled bitterly and nodded, "That’s it for tonight, let’s go home!"

Leaving the scene immediately, Chen Xiao rode his motorcycle with Lin Xi and her sister back home.

Upon reaching home, the in-laws got up to check on them but returned to their room to rest after seeing they were fine.

Chen Xiao didn’t ask about sleeping in the master bedroom tonight; such questions are not wise at times like these.

So he thought about sending Lin Yao away as soon as the case was over, that sister-in-law was too much of a hindrance.

After showering and lying on the bed, the wind from outside brought a wave of coolness to his body.

The coolness reminded him of Lin Xi’s grasp at Swallow Lane.

Chen Xiao keenly sensed his wife’s hand was not just a call to return home, but a concern over a potential shift in his thoughts, leading to emotional changes.

Such emotional changes, in layman’s terms, were as if possessed by demons.

Chen Xiao felt joy from Lin Xi’s thoughtfulness, and under such emotions, he surely had a great night’s sleep.

There were no further words that night, and Chen Xiao only woke when Lin Xi knocked on the door the next morning.

After breakfast, Chen Xiao sent Lin Xi to work, but instead of staying in the criminal police team, he went to the hospital to visit Luo Dali.

Luo Dali immediately seemed to regain his energy upon seeing Chen Xiao.

"Brother Chen, you finally came, I heard Qiao Ye and his gang were all taken in, what on earth happened?"

Luo Dali’s eyes were full of curiosity.

Chen Xiao wordlessly patted the back of his head, "You’re like this, and still care about outside matters?"

"How can I not care? Damn, you have no idea how arrogant Qiao Ye was when they caught me last night. He acted like he had us both cornered, intimidating and coaxing me to lure you out...."

Luo Dali spoke intensely, but Chen Xiao interrupted, "So that’s why Qiao Ye attacked you, knowing it was me he wanted, but left you half-dead?"

"Uh...cough, cough, why be so particular between brothers, your pain is my pain, right? So let’s not dwell on it, just tell me what happened last night!"

Seeing Luo Dali eager to know, Chen Xiao began recounting from when Luo Sifu’s call came in, to partnering with Zhang Xian to take down Qiao Ye’s lair.

He thought Luo Dali would be full of admiration after he’d finished.

But just as he finished peeling an apple and turned around, he saw Luo Dali on the bed sweating profusely, with eyes full of horror.

Chen Xiao frowned, "What’s wrong with you? Why do you look like that, are you feeling unwell?"

"No... Brother Chen, it’s not that. Actually, after drinking too much last night, I did... I did go to Swallow Lane!"

"What?!"