The upper body is a goose-yellow women's suit jacket, and the lower body is a knee-length gray short skirt. The wedge heels are a common style, nothing special.

Hu Pingtao said seriously: "Your coat is open, but you are wearing a half-mesh shirt underneath. When you sit down, here..."

He pointed to his left chest and said, "Your position is just exposed. I saw a scar there."

Xu Ling quickly and subconsciously pushed the collar of her coat inside, tightly covering the position indicated by Hu Pingtao.

Hu Pingtao explained: "This is my professional habit, nothing else. It was a scar caused by a cigarette butt burn. It has scabbed and is very dark in color."

"I observed you carefully after you came in. You don't have the habit of smoking. So the scars caused by cigarette butt burns can only be caused by someone else."

"If it's the hands, arms, legs, feet, etc., then it makes sense. It may have been accidentally injured by a cigarette butt thrown away by someone else. But the location of your injury is on the chest, and it is slightly above the breast.

It is impossible for outsiders to come into contact with such private parts as this place."

"According to the theory of trace science, there are many types of burns, and cigarette scars are no exception." Hu Pingtao's eyes burned: "Scars have depth. The size of the wound, its depth, the degree of tissue damage, infection... all of these determine the later stages.

What kind of scar appearance will be formed during recovery? This is because human regeneration capacity cannot be infinite, and adults’ muscle and skin tissues cannot be as vibrant as those of children. As we age, once injured, the chance of recovery increases.

Small. On the contrary, the probability of leaving permanent scars on the body surface increases exponentially."

"The same is true for burns. Many people have this experience - when cooking at home, hot oil is often splashed on fried dishes, especially on the hands and arms. The hot oil splashed is extremely hot.

High, causing burns on the spot. The general treatment method is to rinse it with cold water and then apply some medicinal oil."

"This kind of burn wound is very small, but the recovery period takes at least a month. What I mean is the initial recovery, which is the process of the wound picking up the scab, hardening, turning black, and then falling off. But even in the last step, that is

After the scabs fall off naturally, the skin color of the injured area is still very dark. This is caused by the large accumulation of cells at the wound site and repair. To return to the same smooth and normal skin color as before, it will take more time... half a year.

, a year, or even longer.”

Hu Pingtao looked at the nervous Xu Ling and said in a loud voice: "I can confirm that the scar on your chest was caused by cigarette butts. There are several types of burns. For example, if you sit with a smoker and the other person flicks the

The cigarette ashes or cigarette butts accidentally got on you when throwing them away. But in terms of the location, I think it is too biased. The probability of accidentally throwing away burns on your chest is very small and can almost be ignored."

"The other thing is the color of the wound. Although I just took a glance, I am sure that the burn on your chest is very dark and the scab is very thick. This shows that the burn has reached a certain depth, destroyed the skin level, and even destroyed the muscles.

"

Ding Jian is a forensic doctor. He understood what Hu Pingtao said as soon as he heard it, and immediately shouted: "Hu, you mean, she..."

Before Ding Jian could finish speaking, Hu Pingtao raised his hand to interrupt him, his eyes still fixed on the restless Xu Ling: "So the cigarette scar on your chest is not a burn in the ordinary sense, but someone did it deliberately."

He turned his attention to Cong Rui: "You said before that Xu Ling's children said that she was often beaten by her husband at home?"

Curui nodded: "Yes."

Hu Pingtao's eyes turned to Xu Ling and said meaningfully: "The private parts were injured and the degree of burns was severe. Judging from the color and appearance of the scars, the only way to cause such a degree of damage would be for someone to burn a burning cigarette butt."

Press it directly on the surface of your body, and press it in very hard."

"If I guess correctly, it was either your husband or your lover who did it."

"If it's the former, it's an act of domestic violence."

"If it's the latter, it means he has sadistic tendencies. And you...maybe have the habit of being abused."

Xu Ling's expression was cold. She tightened the collar of her coat, holding on tightly as if to protect herself, and wrapped her entire breast tightly.

"Do you police officers like to guess so much?" She stared at Hu Pingtao and said coldly: "This is my business, what does it have to do with you."

Hu Pingtao replied calmly: "If these things are just your private behavior and will not affect other people, of course I will not care about it. The problem is that you are deliberately targeting Cong Rui, and there are signs that you are planning a murder case, so I will

Had to intervene."

Xu Ling became angry, her chest rose and fell sharply, and she let out a harsh scream: "You keep saying that I kill people, who did I kill?"

Before she finished speaking, Hu Pingtao completely suppressed her with a more fierce and majestic voice: "You want to kill your husband, but you just haven't had time to do it yet."

Xu Ling looked at him in disbelief, her mouth opened, and she couldn't say the next words no matter what. She felt like she had been slapped on the head, her mind was dizzy and blank.

She slumped on the chair. After a long time, she was extremely unwilling, as if struggling, and weakly retorted: "...you...what you said is baseless..."

Hu Pingtao didn't care about the ferocity and resentment released in her eyes. He said lightly: "Although I have never met your husband, through Cong Rui's description and your various reactions after arriving, I generally understand

It is inferred from the above that your husband is a violent person. He often beats you and is very indifferent to the family. In short, your marriage is not happy, it can even be said that it is very bad."

"You are a traditional woman who will not get divorced easily once you get married. At the beginning, you may want to compromise and feel that a man's temperament needs time to be tempered and will gradually improve after a while, so you endured it.

, until the child is born.”

"But later you discovered that the situation was completely beyond imagination. Your husband did not change at all, but only worsened. He has not fulfilled his responsibilities to you, your children, and the entire family. He only cares about eating, drinking and enjoying himself... My inference may not be absolutely correct.

Because the income of both spouses occupies an important proportion between the family and the marriage. Maybe you two are financially separated and each has his own business, but no matter what, you are becoming more and more dissatisfied with your husband, and you have gradually developed other ideas.

.”

"I guess you had the idea of ​​divorce a few years ago. But out of various concerns, you didn't propose it or implement it. Later, the domestic violence became more and more serious, and you were beaten more and more times...

Why have I been explaining burns before? Because according to the human pain scale, the pain of your degree of burn has reached level eight or even level nine. If the violence lasts longer, it will even exceed the severe pain of a woman's natural childbirth."

"Excessive pain will make people want to die. Because the pain is too painful! If you can't get rid of this terrible life, the only way is to take some method to make the perpetrator disappear."

Hu Pingtao looked at Xu Ling, with a little pity in his eyes, but also other complex elements: "Why do you have to kill him? In fact, there are many solutions. You can call the police, or you can ask for help from relevant government agencies, or the Women's Federation

.”

Xu Ling tried her best to calm down and said: "Your ability to write stories is still very good. It would be a pity not to write thrillers."

Hu Pingtao smiled softly: "Before you came, Cong Rui also said one thing - you once asked her to introduce a familiar doctor...a physician."

The corners of Xu Ling's eyes twitched again and she jumped several times.

Hu Pingtao talked eloquently: "I didn't pay attention when Congrui mentioned this before. Later, when it was linked to your domestic violence, I suddenly discovered that the two are not independent."

"Your husband smokes and drinks, and his life is irregular."

"He never does housework, and he eats whatever you cook... Of course, he should still have very high requirements for the food. If what you cook is not delicious and does not suit your taste, he will have domestic violence against you.

Excuse."

"You must have thought about poisoning the food. But after thinking about it, you felt that it was too dangerous and there was a high probability that you would be discovered. Your purpose of killing was to get rid of this miserable marriage and to live a better life again.

Days, rather than killing for the sake of killing. So you have to find safer and more covert methods."

"If you have a doctor friend, you can destroy your husband's health bit by bit through normal physiological means."

"I have seen a similar case before. It was a diabetic patient in Beiqing Province who was over 50 years old. His wife wanted to divorce and find a new love, but he did not agree. So his wife cooked and cooked every day.

He always put sugar in the soup and secretly hid his medicine, which was later discovered."

"Because I don't know much about this, I can only simply speculate that you should have had similar thoughts."

Xu Ling shook her head and said sarcastically: "Do you think I will admit it honestly after just a few verbal threats? You have no evidence, nothing!"

Hu Pingtao said calmly: "I really have no evidence. But from now on, I will keep an eye on you and pay close attention to everything related to you. I will write a report on this matter when I get back and forward it to your place of residence and workplace.

Please contact the police station in your jurisdiction and ask them to list you as an important subject of supervision. From now on, your every move will be watched."

"If you want to kill someone...you have no chance."

"I am a police officer and I have this power."

These words were half true and half false, but from Xu Ling's perspective, she couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false.

She sat stiffly on the chair and stared at Hu Pingtao fiercely. Because of her anger and sadness, she became more and more emotional, and bloodshot eyes spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Suddenly, she jumped up like a wounded beast, raised her finger and pointed at Hu Pingtao, and let out an extremely furious roar.

"Why do you have to stare at me? Do I have any grudge against you?"

"I admit that I have no vision. If I hadn't listened to my mother1 and got married according to my ideas, I would never be what I am now."

"When we first got married, he was still very nice to me. But less than half a year later, he showed his true colors. He was pampered at home since he was a child, and he had bad habits like eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, etc. When I was pregnant, he went out and drank and drank.

Woman, when I finish my confinement and gain weight and get out of shape, he will be even less willing to touch me."

"I have to go home on time every day to cook for him. Every meal has four dishes and one soup. No one is missing. He and my parents don't live together. It's just me, him, and the kids who eat every day.

! He demanded that the meals should be different every day. Sometimes when I was too busy, he would hold back his anger and beat me after the meal, punching me one after another, which scared the child to tears."

"When I mentioned divorce, he would hit me with the word "divorce". He would use a stick, a chair, whatever he picked up. He was very smart and never slapped me in the face. He always used it on his body.

"

As she spoke, Xu Ling suddenly made an extremely bold move that was beyond everyone's expectations.

She raised her left foot and stepped on the chair, pulled up her skirt directly to her waist, and without caring about the shocked eyes of everyone, she pointed at the bruises on the outside of her thighs and cried loudly: "He got it the day before yesterday."

There was obvious swelling on the entire outer thigh, and the bruises were very large and shocking.

Xu Ling took off her coat, unbuttoned her lace shirt, exposing half of her chest, and pointed to the scars on her chest: "This is the scar he burned with a cigarette butt last week. It's because I told him to wash it off that night."

"I went to bed again with my feet" and was pinned to the sofa by him.

He put it on his hair and burned the half-smoked cigarette directly... I was in so much pain. He was afraid that I would scream too loudly and attract the attention of the neighbors, so he grabbed the tissue paper ribbon on the table and stuffed it into my mouth.

, just kept pressing it, I was almost suffocated to death."

There was dead silence in the room, no one answered.

Ding Jian sighed and shook his head repeatedly.

Yin Li looked at Xu Ling with pity in her eyes.

Su Xiaolin gasped with her mouth open. She felt the change of identity was so strong - she was full of wariness and hostility towards Xu Ling before, but now she felt that she was pitiful and she had to reach out to help her.

Xu Ling's eyes were wide open and full of bloodshot eyes. Her body was shaking all the time and her tone was fierce: "Do you still want to see it? Do you want me to take off all my clothes so that you can see clearly? There are both front and back, I

I was beaten to death by him, and I only have one breath left!"

Cong Rui quickly stood up, put down Xu Ling's skirt that was pulled up to her waist, hugged her shoulders tightly, and sighed: "Why don't you tell me these things?"

"What's the use of telling you?" Xu Ling cried and said, "You can't help me."

Cong Rui wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue and said seriously: "I can help, I can definitely help you."
Chapter completed!