C10 Death by Accident

As soon as he walked out of the office, Sunn Limin came down from the stairs beside him with a bottle of red wine in his hand. He immediately shouted, "Ah! Come back, come back! I'm still preparing to celebrate the new life of the Unit 9!"

"Celebration?" Everyone was puzzled.

Sunn Limin's cheeks were slightly red. He must have drunk too much. "The Unit 9 has been reborn! Come, come, come, let's have a drink!"

Sunn Limin handed the bottle over to Xiao Chennai. Xiao Chennai gently supported him and turned around to call Ding Yu, who was leisurely in the room, "That, come out and send the director upstairs!"

Ding Yu thought that it was a scene. When he heard that Xiao Chennai said that he was going to send the director upstairs so easily, he immediately stood up and went over.

Xiao Chennai handed the drunk Director Sunn to Ding Yu with relief and led a few people to the scene of the Snossen Community.

At this time, the squadron and the local police station had already started surveying the area. The entire building was cordoned off, and cars outside were prohibited from entering.

Why was it so strict?

It was because they had already entered the judicial process, so the police station and the surrounding area were strictly monitored by the police.

After getting out of the car, Xiao Chennai held a notebook and pen and walked to the outskirts of the cordon. Most of the people in this area were old people, so they liked to join in the fun.

They pointed at the third floor and whispered.

"This Old Lian is too pitiful. I heard that the house is full of blood."

"Yeah, I just went upstairs to take a look. My heart still doesn't feel good."

"Isn't Old Lian suffering from Alzheimer's disease? Will he commit suicide?"

Xiao Chennai walked past the three aunties and seemed to have heard some information about the deceased. He quickly stopped and asked, "Hello, I'm from the Snowbush City's Public Security Bureau. Do you know the deceased on the third floor? I think I heard that the deceased is suffering from Alzheimer's disease?"

One of the aunties in a red vest said, "Yes, Old Lian recently found out that he has Alzheimer's disease. He always forgets where his house is. His son was afraid that something would happen to him, so he locked him up in the house. Who knew that something like this would happen!"

"That's right, that's right." The two aunties beside him agreed.

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation!"

Xiao Chennai closed the book and quickly entered the corridor.

The few of them brought their gloves and shoes and walked into Lian Peng's kitchen.

There was a row of footprints at the door. It should be caused by Lian Peng stepping on the blood on the ground when he ran out.

The kitchen was already in a mess. There was a person lying on the ground with a white cloth covering his body.

Xiao Chennai squatted on the ground and lifted the white cloth. There was a knife wound on the old man's abdomen that was more than ten centimeters long. From the looks of it, it was definitely caused by a blunt object.

"Look, there's a trace!"

Hua Ning pointed at a white tile on the stove and said.

Then, she used the camera hanging on her neck and aimed at the tile, taking a picture.

There was a knife mark on the ceramic tile. It should have been there for a long time, and the dust had covered it. It was only revealed after someone took it away.

"Huh? Where's the knife?"

Xiao Chennai looked around and couldn't find the knife.

At this time, a woman in a white coat walked over and said in a deep voice, "This is the murder weapon!"

Shan Meimei was a new forensic doctor from the Identification Department. Her cold and elegant face, faint red makeup, and straight black hair could not hide her beautiful figure.

Xiao Chennai took the bag of evidence and smiled, "Thank you!"

Shan Meimei also smiled and turned around to leave.

With the murder weapon, Xiao Chennai could tell that the deceased was injured by a blunt object, and died from excessive blood loss.

Furthermore, there was a small label under the bag of evidence that Shan Meimei gave him. It said that there was only one person's fingerprint, and that was Lian Dongsheng's.

However, how could the kitchen knife on the white ceramic tile cut into the deceased's abdomen?

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Chennai had no choice but to return to the corpse and open the white cloth again to observe the wound.

"Small ruler!" Xiao Chennai said coldly.

Hua Ning handed it over to him.

12 centimeters, the length of the wound was exactly 12 centimeters.

Xiao Chennai picked up the kitchen knife on the ground again and compared it to the wound.

If the kitchen knife, which was about 10 centimeters long and weighed 267g, could cut a 12 centimeters deep wound on the abdomen, it must have been done by a human. However, the depth of the wound was definitely deeper than this.

Either it was a free fall, or the kitchen knife accidentally cut open the deceased's abdomen during the process of falling, causing death.

In comparison, Xiao Chennai was more interested in the second possibility, because there were no fingerprints in the house, and the house was not burglarized. Moreover, the deceased, Lian Dongsheng, did not have any enemies.

Therefore, it was impossible for someone to commit the crime. Moreover, Xiao Chennai had just seen the wound, and it was not very deep.

That meant that the kitchen knife accidentally cut the deceased, and then he died from excessive blood loss.

"What do you think?"

Xiao Chennai stood up and asked Hua Ning, who was still taking photos, to listen to her opinion.

Hua Ning held the camera in her hand and looked at the stove. She guessed, "I think the position where the deceased fell was not far from the stove. He should have accidentally touched the kitchen knife and fell down, causing his abdomen to be cut!"

Hua Ning used her hands and feet to demonstrate how the kitchen knife fell and how it cut the deceased.

"So, we can close the case? An accidental death?"

Xiao Chennai felt that things were not that simple. The deceased was an old patient, but according to the neighbors, it was only a secondary cause of death, so he would be in a state of dementia during the period of his illness.

If he was preparing to take the kitchen knife in the kitchen, it just happened to prove that he was not in a state of dementia at that time, and he still had the consciousness to cut the vegetables and cook.

This matter must be clarified, and there was only one person who knew about it, Lian Peng!

The other two people from Unit 9 were either walking around or sending their evidence to the Identification Department.

As for Xiao Chennai, he walked out and Lian Peng was standing at the door. His voice was already hoarse as he asked, "Mr. Police, how did my father die?"

Xiao Chennai replied in a deep voice, "It was an accidental death."

When they heard that it was an accidental death, Lian Peng's face stiffened slightly. He asked, "How, how could it be? He was alone at home and suddenly died!"

"I also want to know, so I want to ask, does your father have dementia?" Xiao Chennai asked.

"Yes!"

"Did he fall ill when the case happened?" Xiao Chennai asked again.

"He should have. What happened?" Lian Peng said uncertainly.

"Impossible. A demented patient would not casually move around." Xiao Chennai replied with certainty.

Lian Peng scratched his head and said, "I don't know if my father fell ill or not."

Just then, Hua Ning shouted from outside the door, "Xiao Chennai, you have new discoveries!"

Xiao Chennai walked over and saw Hua Ning taking photos of the frozen blood.

"What are you taking?" Xiao Chennai asked doubtfully.

Hua Ning stood up and took the camera closer to him. She flipped out a picture and zoomed in on it. "Look, there's a dark mark here that is different from the color of the blood. I asked Cheng to take it for testing."