Xia Fan was stunned for a moment. In fact, this kind of re-enactment of the crime scene was not his strength, because the scene was simulated later, and even the blood was used for pig blood. Olfactory superpowers and beast control techniques were useless.

Wang Jin said in an encouraging tone: "From your meditative look, you seem to have thought of something. Don't be stressed, just say whatever you think."

Xia Fan nodded, "I think the murderer may not be alone."

Everyone was stunned. There were obviously one person's fingerprints and footprints left on the scene. If it was a double criminal, where would the traces of another person go? It is impossible for the murderer to only erase the traces of one person and deliberately leave another person's behind?

Wang Jin's eyes lit up suddenly and he said to Xia Fan: "It's interesting, you continue."

Xia Fan walked to the corpse, pointed to the knife edge and said, "Everyone saw that the wounds on the deceased's abdomen were dense, but none of them overlapped, as if the murderer had calculated it accurately."

"This is true. Twenty-six of the twenty-seven wounds are not fatal. The real fatal one is this knife, which is inserted into the heart of the deceased. If you observe carefully, you will find that the knife wound is different."

How is that possible!

There was a lot of surprise at the scene. Everyone had observed the scene, but no one came to a different conclusion about knife injuries.

"Listen to me." Xia Fan raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet, and then pointed to the wound in the heart and said: "The deceased is a woman, played by the staff in the camp. The knife wound happened to be inserted into the sensitive chest, so when checking the corpse, no one was willing to go closer to observe the details. After all, being too close is suspected of being a hooligan."

"But I have looked at it carefully. Compared with the others, the blade edge is slightly downward, with a degree of expansion slightly higher than 0.3 mm. Human muscle force habits are different. Two people use their right fists at the same time. If they slow down their movements and perform muscle simulations, they will find that the order of muscle fiber force force is greatly deviated."

While Xia Fan said, he gestured with his arms to prove to everyone that if he had different heights, inconsistent strength, and inconsistent muscle strength, even if he used the same action, there would be a big difference. His behavior could be simulated, but he could not be simulated to a 100% level.

The people at the scene fell into deep thought. Xia Fan was right. There were superb imitators in the world, but there were no one who could simulate others 100%.

And everyone remembered that Xia Fan once stared at the deceased's plump breasts and looked at the boss for a while, but the other students did not do this. After all, the battalion staff played the body on the bed. They looked down and looked up, staring at the private parts of the house for a while. They met when they walked back. How embarrassing it.

"My conclusion is this. There are two murderers. The first person stabbed the dead, but he was very cautious and did not intend to kill the dead. So everyone will see so many precise blades that are arranged in a staggered manner."

"The first murderer even put a mobile phone on the table after he vented, so that the victim could get the victim to have a chance to ask for help. The murderer's fingerprints were also included on the mobile phone, which was mentioned in the investigation report."

"It's a pity that after the first murderer escaped from the crime scene, the second murderer came. This guy was much crueler than the first one. He went up and took the victim's life with one knife, and then arranged the scene."

The whole audience was silent, and Xia Fan overturned all the previous conclusions of Fo You and Leng Yun. Fo You were lazy and looked indifferent. He leaned against the corner of the wall and grabbed his neck carelessly.

Leng Yun was very angry and said in a deep voice: "My surname is Xia, you are all speculations! If you want to prove your conclusion, you have to come up with more evidence!"

Xia Fan smiled and said, "Where can I find more evidence? Even the blood in the simulation site is pig blood, and the victim is also dressed by the staff in the camp. Look, that elder sister is still breathing while lying on the bed."

Pooh ~

Xia Fan's words caused a burst of laughter. The elder sister who was lying on the bed pretending to be the dead couldn't hold back. She smiled so hard that her stomach hurt. She simply got up from the bed. Not to mention, she was quite charming. Although there were crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, it was full of the charm of a mature woman. She had a pair of almond eyes and was attracted by the soul. Xia Fan didn't remember seeing her in the camp.

Xia Fan continued: "The simulation site is like a child playing house. Everyone can give full play to their imagination and reason based on the current clues. There is no need to be serious about it."

"If you are serious, when the site is arranged, the staff left a few hairs in the bathroom. In addition to the murderer's fingerprints, there are also fingerprints left by the staff accidentally. The investigation report clearly stated that there was blood on the fluorescent switch, but the staff forgot about this. How should these be calculated?"

"In such a simple environment, it would be nice to see some tricks that can eliminate so much interference. If I ask me, the results of the simulation site cannot be counted at all, because ninety percent of the clues found in the simulation environment are probably wrong."

"Actually, I can give a lot of clues about double-case criminals, but I won't use those as a basis, because I know that those are arranged by the staff in the later stage, and there are too many interference factors in it. The only thing that cannot be missed is the wound. Because the wound is reproduced by laser technology according to one-to-one perfect projection, I can only make inferences based on the wound."

Leng Yun's old face turned red when Xia Fan said, and he turned his head indignantly, while others were stunned. Xia Fan found so many traces left by the staff, but most of the others did not notice it. Ling Feiniao remembered that when Xia Fan pinched out two strands of hair from under the bloody bath towel in the bathroom, he shook his head repeatedly. It turned out that he had known that it was left by the staff's mistake.

Sexy sex ~

Wang Jin applauded and said, "It's wonderful, really wonderful! Now you all should know why I didn't mention points today, right? Because our technical department also understands very well that the scene is just a simulation after all, and there are many omissions in it. It is not fair to use this as a basis for investigation."

"Xia Fan is right. The level of our technical department's simulation crime scene is really worrying. Let's do it now. Xia Fan found so many flaws, and my colleagues must have been hiding behind the scenes and blushed."

"Everyone has done a good job! Keep working hard in the future!"

The students disbanded, but the shock brought to them by Xia Fan became a topic of discussion. Just as they were about to go out, Ling Feiniao suddenly remembered something and asked Wang Jin: "Teacher Wang, have you not told us the truth yet?"

Wang Jin was stunned, looked at Xia Fan gently, and then said in a deep voice: "The conclusion of Buddha Travel is 50% correct, and Xia Fan's conclusion is completely correct. I will send the relevant information to your email address before tonight. If you have any questions, please come to the Technical Department to discuss it."

Leng Yun stopped hearing this, and it seemed that someone had slapped her face twice, which hurt so much. A junior student and an intermediate student slammed his place, the big brother of the technical department, which made him feel very unhappy.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Xia Fan smiling, modestly accepting congratulations from his companions, and his indifferent expression of Buddha traveling and caressing, Leng Yun couldn't relieve his anger.

snort!

He snorted coldly from his nose, Leng Yun accelerated his pace and left without looking back.

......

The cruel elimination of the Blue Boiling Point Training Camp never stops. On the one hand, the number of students who were driven out of the camp is close to 10,000, which makes the people who are still in the camp feel as if they are sharp, and they work hard and hard, for fear that the next person who is eliminated will be themselves.

On the other hand, the best figures among the students during the same period stood out at an astonishing speed. Xia Fan, Ling Feiniao, Yadong, Du Xue, Hei Bolong, Saning, Browning, Xiao Yixi. Six weeks after the camp was opened, people and others all wore dark blue intermediate uniforms.

From junior to intermediate level, it was a huge leap. There were hundreds of thousands of junior students in each period in the camp, but there were only five thousand intermediate students, and less than two thousand senior students.

With fewer people, it is said that it is more convenient for management and teaching, but Xia Fan's pace of life has not slowed down at all, because the four major departments are still quarreling about which aspect Xia Fan should focus on, and the direction is delayed, which leads to Xia Fan having to learn everything.

Xia Fan must participate in the combat department teaching, and Xia Fan cannot leave. The Investigation Department trains in the field and also takes Xia Fan with him.

He became the most special existence in the camp, living like an old cow. After this lesson, he immediately rushed to the next lesson.

"Xia Fan, I know him, he is my classmate."

"What did you learn?"

"The biochemical direction of the Technology Department."

"Come on, I am a classmate of Xia Fan in the investigation department."

"I am arresting the direction of the warhead, and Xia Fan is also my classmate."

Now Xia Fan has this general concept, learning everything, which leads to him and everyone being classmates, and it seems that everyone has seen it.

Xia Fan is really annoyed. Intermediate students’ studies are actually relatively easy. After all, they have specialized in their professions. Although they also need to learn other directions, they just stop at the right time.

Just like Ling Feiniao, as a member of the warhead, he knows a little about his skills, but his main homework is to hone his combat skills. When he comes to the Secret Service, he can shoulder the responsibility of fighting and protect his colleagues.

Xia Fan was good. He had to learn everything and practice everything, which made him not even have a little time for himself. If he had to say that he was in the God Tomb Star, there was nothing he could do. It was bare under the dome and there was nothing to play except learning and training.

And this is the universe and society, and he lives like asceticism and hate, which will sooner or later drive Xia Fan crazy.

In the early morning, Xia Fan turned off his wrist communication terminal and was still in the room, so he was upset to watch the notifications in class.

Instead of wearing a uniform, he wore a casual sportswear and left the dormitory, put his hands in his pockets, his tongue rolled up slightly, and made an overclocking wave. He called a little squirrel from the woods behind the dormitory, then put the little guy on his shoulders, and climbed along the mountain road to the top of the mountain.

The view on the top of the mountain is nice. Sitting on a large stone by the cliff, you can see the scenery of the entire camp and the edge of the town in the distance.

"Come on, eat."

Xia Fan took out a bag of butter-roasted peanuts, opened it, and ate it with the little squirrel one, I started to eat it one.

This little guy was discovered by Xia Fan when he first came to the camp. He was abandoned by his mother and felt so hungry that he dared to climb into the trash can behind the dormitory building. Xia Fan passed by and saw that he was pitiful, so he gave him some food every day. Over time, his relationship became better and better.

Winter has passed, and the food in the woods is becoming more and more abundant. The little guy can survive independently, but he is still used to waiting for Xia Fan's whistle every day, and Xia Fan is also very happy to have him as his company.

After stretching his waist, Xia Fan lay comfortably on the stone, letting his body bathe in the sun.

There was a sound of someone going up the mountain in the distance, and his steps were very light. Xia Fan did not think too much and continued to close his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" an elderly man asked curiously.

Xia Fan opened his eyes and saw that he was an old man dressed in a simple manner. He was not tall and had a good appearance. He was probably the logistics staff in the camp.

"I'm skipping class." Xia Fan said with a bright sunny smile.
Chapter completed!