SFTD -Chapter 355 Rooftop Human Skin (Final)

Zhou Hai glanced at it and snatched the bottle over.

The movement was a bit rough, and the already peeling surface fluttered slightly, but it still remained firmly attached.

This sight made Zhou Hai even more certain. He looked at Wang Man and said:

“No need to guess anymore. This is dried semen. It’s transparent and uncontaminated. It should have been dehydrated under sun exposure. Its characteristics are very well preserved.”

“You take the people back for interrogation. We’ll go back and run the lab tests. Results in about three hours.”

Wang Man instantly looked energized, as if injected with adrenaline. Even the wrinkles on his face seemed smoothed out by the grin as he waved at his team behind him.

“Withdraw! Withdraw!”

“Take them upstairs and bring them back for processing. If we still can’t crack the interrogation after this, we’ll be letting down Dr. Zhou and the others!”

Xu Biao stepped forward and blocked Zhou Hai, pushing Wang Man’s arm away in disgust.

“Don’t use sweet talk on us. We’re immune to that now. Let’s compete then.”

“Let’s see whether your interrogation is faster, or our lab results are faster.”

Wang Man shrugged and smiled, spreading his hands to the people behind him.

“See that? Someone’s challenging us. What do you think?”

“Let’s go! Bet on a meal. Whoever’s slower pays!”

A young officer behind Wang Man shouted out. Wang Man was very satisfied—this level of morale was far more intimidating, and it looked far more pleasing than that kid Wang Xushuo.

“Deal! It’s settled!”

Xu Biao turned around, grabbed Zhou Hai and Da Liu, picked up the equipment case, and rushed toward the building.

Zhou Hai shook off his hand, feeling very uncomfortable being grabbed by another man.

“What are you running for?”

“Hurry up, or we’re going to lose. I can’t afford to pay for a meal, so we absolutely cannot lose.”

Ten minutes later, the three of them had returned to the center.

On the way, Xu Biao had already contacted Sister Zeng. As soon as he got out of the car—this 200-plus-jin mass of flesh—he shot inside like a bullet. Da Liu covered his mouth, laughing.

“Old Xu the examiner is hilarious. Actually, our speed is definitely faster than theirs!”

Zhou Hai carried the case as he got out.

“Xu Biao is actually a very motivated person. You should try bribing him properly. He has quite a lot of good stuff. Even some of my private collection of forensic translated journals—he tricked them all out of me.”

Da Liu immediately became interested, eyes widening. He knew Zhou Hai never joked about such things, and quickly waved his hand.

“Deputy Zhou, I’ll go help upstairs first!”

Zhou Hai suppressed a smile and waved.

“Go ahead.”

The two of them rushed into the building.

Three hours later, Sister Zeng came out of the lab with two people who were inseparable from her.

Perhaps because they were hungry, each of them was chewing on an egg-filled pancake.

The smell—if you smelled it after you were full—was pure torture, especially inside the office.

Sister Zeng, tormented, had no choice but to go back into the lab.

Before she did, she shot them a glare that stopped them right at the door.

Moments later, they came out carrying a stack of reports. Xu Biao stuffed the remaining half of his pancake into his mouth, choking so badly he rolled his eyes and pounded his chest. Even so, he wiped his hand on his pants before taking the report.

Sister Zeng punched him and threw the report over.

“Go already! You’re all like death gods rushing me!”

Xu Biao grabbed the report and went back to Zhou Hai’s office with Da Liu.

Before even entering, Xu Biao already had his phone pressed between his neck and shoulder, dialing Wang Man’s number while flipping through the report.

Da Liu followed closely, afraid he’d fall.

When they opened the office door, Xu Biao suddenly froze.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Man’s voice came through: “Hey Xu Biao, why aren’t you speaking? Hello? Hello?!”

“Wait a second,” Xu Biao said. “Situation has changed. I’ll call you back later.”

He hung up.

Zhou Hai, who had been writing something, immediately noticed his expression and knew there was a discovery.

He stood up and walked over.

Xu Biao pointed at a result on the report, eyes wide.

Zhou Hai took it and looked where he was pointing. It was the DNA analysis of the dried semen in the bottle.

Seeing whose DNA it belonged to, Zhou Hai also froze slightly.

“Peng Chunlei?”

Da Liu’s eyes widened. He had just seen the cover—this report was about the dried semen in the bottle. What did that mean?

Was it saying the younger brother watched his sister and left semen in the bottle?

That didn’t make sense.

Zhou Hai quickly sat down and read through the rest of the report in detail.

The findings stated:

The semen found in the bottle belonged to Peng Chunlei. DNA from Peng Chunling was found on the bottle mouth, and fingerprints on the outside of the bottle belonged to Peng Chunyang.

Hair found on the 28th-floor east balcony belonged to Peng Chunling. Fingerprints on the windowsill belonged to Peng Chunyang, but trace DNA from Peng Chunling was also found in the fingerprint residue.

The material under Peng Chunling’s fingernails was reanalyzed multiple times, revealing suspected skin debris, now confirmed to belong to both Peng Chunyang and Peng Chunlei.

The results were extremely confusing.

Zhou Hai read for a long time, narrowing his eyes, and signaled Xu Biao to call Wang Man again.

“Hey Xu Biao, what happened just now? Did something go wrong?”

Zhou Hai cleared his throat and said: “It’s me. The report is out. Have Xu Biao send it to you. This case is getting complicated. Peng Chunling’s hair was found on the balcony.

The semen in the bottle belongs to Peng Chunlei.

The Coke in the bottle was drunk by Peng Chunling, and her DNA was on the bottle mouth.

Drinking it and leaving semen behind takes time, which means Peng Chunlei didn’t just drop it and leave.

The fingerprints on the windowsill belong to Peng Chunyang, but mixed with Peng Chunling’s DNA.

So that contradicts the claim that he went to take a shower immediately after drinking.

Most importantly, we found skin cells from two people under the victim’s fingernails.

I suspect the two of them committed the crime together. As for evidence, this is all we can provide. Based on current findings, the chain of evidence against both of them is complete, though we still can’t reconstruct every detail. The rest is up to you.”

Wang Man paused, needing time to digest everything.

“Alright, I understand. Our progress here isn’t going smoothly either. Hopefully your findings will help.”

The call ended.

Xu Biao quickly scanned and sent all the reports over. Zhou Hai’s brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Xu Biao nudged him.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

“What’s that smell?”

Da Liu instinctively stepped a few steps toward the door, checked himself, and found nothing unusual.

Xu Biao suddenly remembered something and covered his mouth slightly.

“My teeth hurt. I’m going to find some anti-allergy toothpaste and brush my teeth. I heard from Xiao Jun that it works really well.”

He turned to run.

Zhou Hai grabbed him by the collar.

“Enough. No time for jokes today. You ate garlic, didn’t you? Go back and rest.”

Xu Biao froze.

“What?”

“We’re not going to Changhe to check anymore?”

Zhou Hai shook his head, narrowing his eyes as he looked into the distance.

“This case is too difficult to distinguish who the main culprit and accomplice are. We can only submit all the evidence. The court will decide the sentencing. Let’s go.”

Zhou Hai picked up his things and walked out.

Xu Biao stood behind him, stunned, still confused about what Zhou Hai was thinking today.

Da Liu looked even more blank, sniffing his hands again. He still couldn’t smell any garlic.

“Examiner Xu, is Deputy Zhou angry?”

Xu Biao shook his head and sighed.

“He’s not angry. He just feels like he couldn’t help the victim. And this case reminded him of the Duping poisoning case, and Teacher Lu Xi’s death. That feeling of helplessness is suffocating. In our line of work, over time you accumulate negativity. You have to learn to release it yourself. If you can’t, it turns into psychological problems.”

Da Liu looked at him and asked seriously: “Then how do you relieve stress, Examiner Xu?”

Xu Biao’s expression grew even more serious as he looked him in the eye.

“Relieve stress? I only have one method—”

“Eating.”