klisemfg Chapter 675 Blood Types Don't Match
Chapter 675 Blood Types Don't Match
Lu Yao wasn't lying at all; he had indeed overeaten kidneys these past few days.
At first, Ding Mei was quite reserved.
Once she was allowed to relax, she started to adapt, and then it just kept going on and on.
It's impossible to know how many times the two of them went back and forth to the Wushan Cloud Sea over those two nights and half a day.
In short, Ding Mei only let Lu Yao go because she couldn't stand it anymore.
It's not that Ding Mei is overly demanding; there are reasons for this.
The two fell in love and eventually became husband and wife, so they became intimately close without thinking of anything else.
On the other hand, Ding Mei always felt pressured.
I have a feeling that someone is trying to steal Lu Yao away.
Therefore, they simply wanted to lock Lu Yao up tightly so that he wouldn't have the energy to do anything else.
This was also part of Xie Chunfang's premarital education.
It is said that men have limited energy, and as long as you feed him well, he will not have the energy to go out and flirt.
Ding Mei remembered it.
At first, Lu Yao took the initiative, even though she was feeling a bit unwell.
However, I got used to it later and even found it quite interesting. I felt satisfied and could keep Lu Yao by my side, so why not?
That's how Lu Yao got so exhausted.
After having a few drinks with Ding Dahu, I really felt like I had no footing.
Ding Mei couldn't hold on any longer either.
They've all decided to take a break tonight.
It was the truth, but when Mei Ping heard it, she immediately pictured it in her mind.
Even a seasoned policewoman who has solved numerous cases of sex offenders would feel embarrassed to say such a thing in front of her.
And I felt a pang of sadness.
Seeing that no one was looking this way, he punched Lu Yao twice:
"Come on, let's go inside and talk!"
Lu Yao chuckled, rubbing his shoulder where she had punched him. "Come on, let's go inside and I'll show you!"
"Who said we were going to talk about this inside? I was talking about something else, something serious."
Mei Ping was so angry that she slapped him again.
The people in the courtyard didn't see it, but Secretary Chen on the second floor saw it clearly.
She saw Lu Yao's car as soon as it entered the yard.
She couldn't hear Mei Ping and Lu Yao talking, but she could probably see them laughing and joking around.
Xiao Chen thought to himself: Oh no, Sister Mei has fallen for this guy.
Women understand women; just by looking at Mei Ping's expression, she knew that Mei Ping's heart, which had been yearning for love for thirty years, had finally been stirred.
Mei Ping led Lu Yao into her office.
Xiao Chen and his colleagues quickly pretended to be working and didn't dare to look up.
Mei Ping thought her relationship with Lu Yao was normal and no one suspected anything.
Even if she had a slight crush on Lu Yao, it was all done without anyone knowing.
Of course, Xiao Chen and his group didn't dare to show the slightest doubt.
Once inside the office, Mei Ping sat down at her desk and gestured towards the person across the table:
"Sit down, I want to show you something."
As Lu Yao sat down, Mei Ping pushed a handwritten manuscript toward him.
The above is the information she has gathered about Yuan Tianchu's identity during this period of investigation.
Many of the original documents were not to be shown to Lu Yao, so she wrote them down by hand.
At the end, which was filled in yesterday, Yuan Tianshu's blood type is O.
Lu Yao frowned and looked at Mei Ping:
"Are you sure this old man has type O blood, and not type A?"
Mei Ping answered very seriously:
"Absolutely true. It's documented that Mr. Yuan donated blood to his superior. There are also records of blood tests he underwent while on duty. There's no mistake! So, you're wrong to suspect that the person who went to Jiapigou was Mr. Yuan!"
Lu Yao scratched his head.
Let me recall the circumstances of sending Yuan Tianshu off on our wedding day.
It's absolutely obvious that his left leg was injured.
Height, age, and physical abilities all match my deductions, so why doesn't the blood type match?
This is crucial evidence.
The blood type doesn't match, which means the person who raided Jiapigou at night wasn't Yuan Tianshu at all! Then who was it?
Lu Yao lowered his head and grabbed a handful of hair.
"That shouldn't be the case!"
Mei Ping sighed: "Then what should it be? It should be Elder Yuan. Whoever you think of, that's who, right? When I was taking criminal investigation class, my teacher once said, 'The more someone looks like a murderer, the more likely they are to be.' It's a psychological effect. Do you know the story of 'suspecting the neighbor of stealing the axe'?"
Lu Yao was not distracted by Mei Ping's words and continued to expand his thinking:
"Sister Mei, could you find an opportunity to test Chairman Yuan's blood again, even under the pretext of a medical check-up?"
"Stop messing around, Xiao Lu. What good will it do you to turn a respected senior into a scoundrel?"
Lu Yao stared at Mei Ping and shook his head.
Mei Ping frowned: "What do you mean by shaking your head? If you're denying me, then say so."
Lu Yao laughed: "Although you're the bureau chief, you've lost the keenness of an investigator. Didn't your teacher teach you that the person you feel is least likely to be the killer might actually be the killer?"
Mei Ping smiled too.
That kid's a smooth talker; he never loses an argument.
If this had happened in the past, Lu Yao would have been furious if he had questioned her like this.
But things are different now.
Lu Yao helped her solve cases many times; without Lu Yao's help, she would have been stuck in a stalemate.
So even if she doesn't consider Lu Yao as her mentor, she still sees him as a comrade and partner.
Even if they disagree with what he says, they won't get angry easily anymore.
Even if they disagree with what he says, they won't get angry easily anymore.
He chuckled and asked, "Alright, tell me, why should I suspect Elder Yuan? Just because the physique and age you provided match? You know, there are at least a thousand or eight hundred people in Jiangzhou who meet those criteria, not to mention the possibility of outsiders committing the crime."
Lu Yao looked at her and couldn't help but smile.
That's right. As an investigator, you can't just follow the crowd and go along with other people's ideas.
However, this stubborn woman is the type who won't shed a tear until she sees the coffin; if I can't provide some more evidence, she probably won't listen to my manipulations.
Although it seems that Yuan Tianchu is by no means a good person, there is indeed no substantial evidence.
Moreover, the old man was very enthusiastic towards me and seemed to appreciate me with good intentions, so all my suspicions stemmed from my first impression.
So he didn't insist that Mei Ping help him test Yuan Tianshu's blood type again.
Mei Ping had preconceived notions, regarding Yuan Tianshu as a revolutionary predecessor, and without concrete evidence, she found it difficult to fully commit to helping him.
So he smiled and changed the subject:
"Sister Mei, didn't you come to Jiangzhou to hunt down that old bandit named 'Jin Wanliang'? Any progress?"
Mei Ping frowned at the mere mention of this, and shook her head involuntarily:
"There's really no progress on this. All the previous leads have gone cold."
"What are the distinguishing features of this old bandit? Do you have a photo?"
"No, all I know is that he was once a regimental commander under Deng Shifu, the commander of the 7th Army. In 1948, Deng Shifu surrendered and went to the liberated area. Later, he returned to his hometown and became a village head. In the 1952 'Suppression of Counter-Revolutionaries' campaign, he was sentenced to death. It was during his deathbed that he revealed the identity of one of his confidants, named 'Jin Wanliang,' who was still in Northeast China."
Lu Yao, who had studied history, knew that Deng Shifu was wrongly sentenced to death and was later exonerated in 82.
But it's 74 now, so even if Mei Ping is mentioned, it can't be believed.
Besides, he's already dead, so there's no need to mention him. The main point is to talk about his capable lieutenant, Jin Wanliang.
Lu Yao asked again, "Is Jin Wanliang's surname Jin Yao his real name or a nickname?"