Free Web NovelChapter 528: Chapter 498: Murdering Own Husband_1
Xu Dayuan held his notebook and looked at his own records before saying:
"Based on the judgments you have provided, I have summarized as follows: the female victim is over 165cm tall, weighs around 100 jin, has long hair, has a birthmark or mole on the inch-wrist part of the right wrist, wears high heels for long periods, between the ages of 20 to 28, childless;
the male victim is around 175cm tall, around 150 jin, lacks abdominal muscles, is not fat but doesn’t work out often, his body doesn’t have excess flab, has severe body hair, is naturally uncircumcised, and is between the ages of 25 to 35;
As for the characteristics of the house, it is an old building constructed before 1993, with a multi-story structure, located on the third floor or below, the exterior walls are largely covered with ivy, situated on high ground, with a view of the customs building, and the surrounding area is unobstructed.
Additionally, the interior design of the house is very new and not cheap, designed by a professional, which also indicates a high property price, is there anything else to add?"
Zhou Ning and Mr. Zhao shook their heads, and upon seeing their action, Peng Shinian followed suit.
"All right then, I’ll go and start the search now, at least one missing person in each jurisdiction should be scouted out, you keep on analyzing, and contact me as soon as there are new findings, or when Mr. Xia has the rendered image ready."
Xu Dayuan left, his movements as quick as when he arrived.
Mr. Zhao rubbed his chin and glanced at the large screen, sighing as he said:
"This thing, when watched inadvertently for the first time, still feels quite a sensory shock; after watching dozens of times, especially at such slow speed, it really is a form of torture. Poet, having spent so many years in Mi Country, have you seen many foreign beauties?"
Mr. Zhao’s eyebrows twitched twice, his implication clear without stating it.
Peng Shinian gave a slight shrug, an Americanized gesture, and said with an air of nonchalance:
"At first, I thought it was quite exciting and liberating, but you never know who might be sick or on drugs. After all, Mi Country champions freedom, parents aren’t as strict as in Hua Country; once you turn eighteen, you go wherever you please, if you like studying you work and pay your own tuition, and even if you end up waiting tables later in life, that’s your choice.
I initially found it novel and even bought some videos to watch, but after a few times, I started feeling nauseous, especially the close contact with classmates, their body odors indescribable, not the pungent perfume scents, but rather a mix of clammy, sweaty odors that I couldn’t enjoy."
Mr. Zhao became interested and moved closer to Peng Shinian.
"That bad, huh?"
Peng Shinian pushed up his glasses and nodded seriously as he replied.
"An indescribable scent. I’ve studied this issue deliberately. Us East Asians, due to migration and climate change, have undergone genetic selection, changing the 538th base’s CC gene to the TT gene. This genetic variation causes the entire ABCC11 to change, so the body odor isn’t severe.
Only 5% of East Asians retain this gene, which leads to a strong body odor, commonly known as body bromhidrosis. Of course, those with a strong odor also have wet and sticky earwax, which is brown and carries a pungent scent as well."
Mr. Zhao shivered, stepping away and glanced at the time.
"Thankfully, it’s only past eleven, so this odorous conversation can end now. I wonder, are all academics this serious?"
Zhou Ning laughed and said nothing, but Peng Shinian’s earnestness was quite comforting.
Being an academic requires a serious demeanor, and only by being earnest can one pursue improvement. This team they were in now needed to strive for greater development, especially considering the commitments he had made in front of Mr. Hu; they needed an earnest spirit to progress in a different way.
"Let’s go and check on Mr. Qu and Momo’s progress; if we can find information on the victims, the screening process could be sped up."
Of course, there were no objections; Peng Shinian, carrying his notebook computer, followed behind the two and headed directly to Zhou Ning’s office.
The office wasn’t luxuriously furnished, not much different from the second lab, except for a desk in the corner; most of the room was occupied by a large screen and a whiteboard.
Xia Momo was standing in front of the large screen, controlling the mouse, while on the screen, a woman’s face was being modified continuously. Peng Shinian glanced at it inadvertently, then widened his eyes and exclaimed in surprise, fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
"My God, this... this is actually restored!"
Mr. Zhao hastily grabbed Peng Shinian’s arm, covering his mouth with a laugh.
"Don’t make such a fuss; you’re disturbing Mr. Xia’s work. Isn’t this normal? Haven’t you seen it before?"
Peng Shinian shook his head, and when Mr. Zhao let go, he found his palm was smeared with Peng Shinian’s saliva, so he quickly wiped it on Peng Shinian’s clothes.
"I have been following Professor Li for a while, and in the labs we collaborated with in Mi Country, there were software to assemble facial features, but I haven’t seen anything like this before."
Mr. Zhao pulled him aside and patiently explained Xia Momo’s abilities. Peng Shinian’s eyes brightened, he nodded continuously, and finally let out a deep sigh.
"Before coming here, Professor Li told me about your capabilities, and to be honest, I thought he was somewhat exaggerating. But now I see it’s not an exaggeration; rather, he didn’t clarify the details. Perhaps he never witnessed how you handle cases. I’m very fortunate to be here." freewёbnoνel.com
Mr. Zhao was beaming with pride, giving Peng Shinian a nudge.
"You have an eye for it, youngster. Now that you’re here, show us your full potential. Everyone here holds several patents and research projects; they are all top-notch people, myself excluded, of course."
Zhou Ning glanced at Mr. Zhao, who quickly raised his hand, stopping his words.
"Zhou Xiaozhou, if you’re a friend, don’t talk to me about the postgraduate entrance exam. I really can’t do it, man. You asked me to take those certification exams, and I did, but the entrance exam requires English. Do you think I know that stuff?"
Peng Shinian waved his hand.
"The easiest thing to learn is this. I’ll teach you, guaranteeing that within three months, you’ll reach the standard for the postgraduate exam, and without any stress."
Zhou Ning raised an eyebrow and made an OK gesture.
"Then it’s happily decided. If you pass the entrance exam, I have a reward for you. Leave English to the poet."
Mr. Zhao rolled his eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey, here you go again. I haven’t spoken, and you’ve already decided on my life’s big event. I disagree!"
Before he had finished speaking, someone pushed the door open and, standing right behind Mr. Zhao, pinched his lower back, causing Mr. Zhao to leap up in pain.
Peng Shinian was startled and rushed to Zhou Ning’s side. Mr. Zhao howled and turned around, shouting:
"Zhu Xingxing, are you trying to kill me? Know this counts as murdering your own husband?"
"Cut the crap. The boss is paving the way for you, and you’re dragging your feet instead of taking the opportunity. You’re really asking for a beating. Cut the crap and prepare for the entrance exam together. With the great opportunity from Qin University, do you really think we should just rest on our laurels here? It’s better to take the exam while working to improve our abilities.
Go and see, anyone who wants to join the technical department now needs to have a postgraduate degree. What else do you have to complain about? If you don’t want to take the exam, perhaps you shouldn’t even get married. Tonight, I’ll go to your place and tell your mom about your plans; I won’t get into a deadlock with you two anymore."
Zhu Xingxing wasn’t too excited, and his calm words actually left Mr. Zhao in a bit of a panic. Mr. Zhao cleared his throat, moved up next to Zhu Xingxing, and said in a quieter tone:
"It’s urgent, isn’t it? I just wanted to please you briefly with words. I want to be with you! Forget it, since the poet has just reported for duty today, let’s welcome him and also have a master-apprentice feast. I’ll treat everyone to dinner, what do you think about that?"
Zhou Ning didn’t look their way again, and Peng Shinian seemed to have figured out the relationship, slapping his head in realization.
"That scared me to death. So she’s your girlfriend. I almost called the police."
Mr. Zhao bared his teeth at him and quickly introduced Zhu Xingxing. Zhou Ning walked over to Xia Momo, who was not interrupted at all and was seriously adjusting the features of the woman on the big screen, finishing the last part. Xia Momo finally exhaled in relief.
"Zhou Ning, take a look. Does it resemble the deceased?"
Zhou Ning nodded.
"Although the deceased’s eyes are closed, I think the image you’ve recreated resembles her appearance when she was alive more closely. Try searching it."
Xia Momo nodded eagerly and clicked to search. However, the search result was not as easy as imagined. Xia Momo wasn’t discouraged and once again modified the size of the deceased’s palpebral fissures, this time retrieving four results.
When the identity information appeared, everyone gathered around. Not to say that these individuals’ appearances were incredibly similar—they were all very slim, with big eyes, oval faces, full foreheads, and prominent cheekbones, aged between 22-28 years old.
Four people: one named Ma Danqing, 23, from Dayao City; another named Wan Yinghong, 25, from Hushang City; the remaining two were from Jin City Wubei District, Chuanyu Province, respectively Shen Shuyi, 26, and Shen Caijun, 22. All four were Han Chinese.
"Extract the information and send it directly to Director Xu. Thankfully, all four have second-generation identity cards with contact numbers. It shouldn’t be hard, whether in finding local staff to verify or in making phone calls."
Mr. Zhao stared at the screen, rubbing his chin.
"Is it because of makeup? How can these four people from different regions look so alike?"
At that moment, Xia Momo looked at Mr. Zhao and smiled appreciatively, giving him a thumbs up.
"It’s because you’re observant. I carefully watched the video and noticed the deceased had undergone bone shaving and nose surgery. In one of the shots, you can see a faint white mark at the location of the woman’s nostrils.
I think if she wore a little makeup, it would be undetectable. Among these similar faces, besides the one from Hushang City, Wan Yinghong, the other three had also undergone these two surgeries. Look at the dates they changed their identity cards—they’re all within the year 2012."
Mr. Zhao had a realization.
"Assembly-line beauties, huh!"
Seeing that Zhou Ning hadn’t spoken, Mr. Zhao nudged him.
"Zhou Xiaozhou, what are you pondering? It’s noon. How about we have lunch first and wait for news from Director Xu? After providing four people’s information, the screening should go quickly, and then we’ll be busy."
Zhou Ning squinted his eyes, looking at a still screenshot on Mr. Qu’s screen. It was the deceased’s toes, held by the wrist by a male photographer, lifted high, the calluses worn and swollen.
"I’m thinking, what profession requires wearing high heels for long periods, to the point where the feet get worn down like this, without the possibility of switching them. She’s not tall enough to be a model, and for a dancer, the worn areas seem wrong. If she’s an ordinary service worker, it seems she couldn’t afford such cosmetology expenses. Could it be..."
