Chapter 6402: Unexplainable bizarre

Hearing Ye Pingwei's words, Chen Liuhe frowned: "Could it be that this incident was just a simple car accident?"
"Impossible, first of all, the driver's death on the spot is the biggest doubt." Chen Liuhe was firm.
"Yes, that alone can overturn all plausibility."
Ye Pingwei nodded: "I suspect that the driver's phone number was handled in advance, so as not to leave any clues."
After a pause, Ye Pingwei said again: "Also, there must be something tricky about this driver's death. He couldn't have died in a car accident. We have had the most professional forensic examiner examine the trauma on his body, and it's not fatal."
"Although it was preliminarily judged to have died from excessive blood loss, it is impossible to die of breathlessness in such a short period of time even with excessive blood loss." Ye Pingwei said: "Because from the occurrence of the car accident, to the relevant departments Personnel arrive, and the period does not exceed ten minutes."
"The time can't match." Ye Pingwei said.
"Have you found anything else from the body?" Chen Liuhe asked while looking at the photos while frowning.
"There is no, most professional forensic doctor, and no problem has been found."
Ye Pingwei shook his head: "That's why we're stuck and unable to progress."
"Where's the corpse?" Chen Liuhe asked.
"It's in Building No. 4. For the convenience of investigating the case, we asked for it. It's in the morgue." Ye Pingwei said.
"Take me to see." Chen Liuhe said.
The group walked out of the conference room quickly.
In the morgue, Chen Liuhe saw the body of the truck driver.
For people who have been dead for several hours, there is a constant temperature in the freezer so that the body will not stink and rot in a short time.
It made the pale corpse extremely stiff.
"Has the driver's identity been identified?" Chen Liuhe asked while examining the body.
"I checked, the upper and lower generations are very clean, they are migrant workers, there is nothing special about it." Ye Pingwei said.
Chen Liuhe nodded and carefully looked at the corpse in front of him, but after reading it again, he did not find anything suspicious.
This made Chen Liuhe's brows furrowed even deeper, and a bit of doubt appeared in his eyes.
His intuition told him that this matter must not be so simple. The death of the truck driver was the key to the whole incident.
"The person who shouldn't die, died, why is this?" Chen Liuhe said.
"Murder and silence." Ye Pingwei said without hesitation, "It's because there is another mastermind in this matter. The mastermind doesn't want to reveal his identity, and he doesn't want us to follow suit."
"But why did he die?" Chen Liuhe murmured in a condensed voice, "Has the forensic doctor done an autopsy?"
"I've done it, but I didn't find any clues." Ye Pingwei said, and he also decided that this matter was very bizarre.
Chen Liuhe checked the body and found nothing suspicious. He fell into deep thought.
In his mind, Chen Liuhe tried to imagine the situation at that time. If he was the one who wanted to kill the driver, what would he do?
What kind of method should be used to make the driver die without leaving the slightest trace?
Ye Pingwei on the side said again: "Excluding poisoning, there is no toxin in his body."
Chen Liuhe smacked his lips a few times, and then lifted the body over.
The driver had unkempt hair, and he pulled the hair off the back of the driver's head.
Leaning over and bowing his head, Chen Liuhe was observing carefully.
Ye Pingwei and the others frowned, not understanding what Chen Liuhe was doing.
Could it be that the driver has a brain injury?
That is impossible. If there is a brain injury, they will be able to find it immediately.
And if the driver died because of a brain injury, the forensic doctor must be able to check it out.
Chen Liuhe didn't say anything, he just ripped open the thick hair of the corpse one by one, looking very carefully.
Suddenly, Chen Liuhe discovered something: "As expected, I know how he died."
Ye Pingwei's expression changed, and he said in shock, "What did you say? You found the cause of his death? Could it really be in the head?"
Chen Liuhe nodded and said, "Look here."
Ye Pingwei approached, and there was a small red spot that was almost hard to see on the small part of the scalp where Chen Liuhe pulled away his hair.
"What is this?" Ye Pingwei frowned.
"The killer who killed the driver was very clever. The driver was killed with a silver needle."
Chen Liuhe said: "And the fatal point is this red spot!"
Standing up straight, Chen Liuhe said to Ye Pingwei, who was puzzled: "That place is exactly a dead point in the human head, a silver needle can pierce it, and it can make a person in a very short time. Died inside."
"Obviously, the person who did it is a master." Chen Liuhe said decisively.
"It turns out that this method is too clever. I have never heard of it. I was almost fooled." Ye Pingwei said fiercely.
Chen Liuhe's eyes narrowed a bit and said, "Now that the cause of death of the deceased has been determined, the next thing can be clearly progressed, which proves that our thinking is correct."
"Now, I can't figure it out. If the driver was really killed with a silver needle, how did the murderer kill the driver?"
One of Ye Pingwei's subordinates said: "We have watched the video of the crime scene hundreds of times. From the start of the accident to the arrival of people from the relevant departments, the truck driver never left the car. He died in the driving seat. ."
"No one has ever touched the truck. How did the murderer kill the driver?" Ye Pingwei's subordinates asked.
"Where is the video? I want to see it." Chen Liuhe said.
Ye Pingwei personally led the way, and the group left the morgue and returned to the conference room.
On the huge screen, there is a video of the crime scene.
Chen Liuhe frowned, watching intently, constantly repeating the picture.
Indeed, as the person just said, from the beginning to the end of the accident, the truck driver never left the truck, and no one touched the truck.
The truck driver just died and was assassinated.
But the assassin left no trace.
"If no one had contact with the truck driver at the stage from the accident to the death of the driver, how did the truck driver die?" Ye Pingwei also had a question on his face, and the case seemed to be more and more bizarre.
"After the car accident, there must be a lot of people around, is there any surveillance around?" Chen Liuhe asked.
"Yes." Ye Pingwei's subordinates said, and hurriedly called out Chen Liuhe.
Immediately, the screen turned, and a scene of hundreds of onlookers appeared, and the faces were drawn into the eyes of Chen Liuhe.