While Lu Chuan was catching up on sleep, the action team's work made significant progress.

All the relevant people in Zhang Zixuan's social circle were thoroughly investigated.

The third fingerprint collected by Lu Chuan from the human skin itself had no issues.

The ridge patterns were clear, and the feature points' marking and calculation data were very accurate.

The reason it couldn't be matched was that the fingerprint wasn't in the database.

"While you were resting, the action team further sorted through Zhang Zixuan's connections."

Liu Guodong picked up a fingerprint analysis report from the desk: "The third fingerprint you collected from the human skin has been matched to its owner."

Matched successfully?

Lu Chuan took the report and looked through it carefully.

He hadn't found a match before resting, but only found the owner afterward, which meant the person was newly identified.

"Chen Yating? A teacher at No. 1 Middle School?"

Liu Guodong nodded: "Chen Yating is Liang Song's second wife, an art teacher at No. 1 Middle School."

"Ren Qiang said they've already captured her, just finished interrogation, and will go for the site identification tomorrow morning."

"Master, are you saying Liang Song's second wife killed Zhang Zixuan?"

Lu Chuan went to rest after finishing the fingerprint comparison.

So he wasn't aware of the subsequent case-solving progress.

Nor did he know the relationship between Liang Song and Zhang Zixuan.

From the fingerprint identification results, Liang Song's fingerprint was on Zhang Zixuan's human skin, indicating Liang Song was likely the murderer.

Unexpectedly, it was Liang Song's wife who committed the murder.

"Come on, let's eat first, and I'll tell you about the case on the way."

Behind the Criminal Investigation Team is a pedestrian street with many eateries and restaurants.

When Liu Guodong and the others didn't feel like eating in the canteen, they'd come here for a treat.

At the BBQ stall, Liu Guodong ordered two bottles of beer.

Although the case isn't completely solved yet, the crime scene investigation has long been completed.

Not only completed but played a significant role.

"Chen Yating not only killed Zhang Zixuan but also used her phone to post on social media, chatting with her boyfriend and Liang Song."

"Creating the illusion that Zhang Zixuan wasn't dead yet."

"The girl in the wheat field painting was painted by Chen Yating."

Lu Chuan was indeed hungry, and the porridge he just had was barely filling, and now he'd devoured eighteen skewers and downed half a bottle of beer.

Clinking glasses with Liu Guodong, Lu Chuan felt puzzled: "This doesn't make sense."

"Since Chen Yating used Zhang Zixuan's phone to post on social media, chatting with Liang Song and her boyfriend, she definitely didn't want Zhang Zixuan's death exposed so quickly."

"But why did she send the painting to the exhibition? Doesn't that increase the risk of exposure?"

If the painting hadn't been displayed at the exhibition and seen by Lu Chuan and Shen Yan, Zhang Zixuan's murder wouldn't have been discovered so soon.

Liu Guodong picked up his glass and downed half a beer: "The painting was moved by mistake. Both paintings were packed, and Chen Yating initially wanted to take the one with Zhang Zixuan home, but it ended up at the exhibition."

"Why did she want to take the painting home?"

"To look at it every day."

Lu Chuan: "..."

Isn't this perverted?

Liu Guodong gave a bitter smile: "Don't you think Chen Yating is a bit perverted?"

More than just a bit.

Because Zhang Zixuan had an affair with her husband, she killed her and sealed her skin in an oil painting.

She even wanted to keep the painting at home to look at every day; isn't that perverted?

"The more perverted part is yet to come."

Liu Guodong gulped down another half glass of beer: "Do you know how Chen Yating dealt with Zhang Zixuan's body?"

Lu Chuan was slightly taken aback, Liu Guodong was right, a person killed couldn't just have skin, there would be flesh and bones: "Hidden it?"

"Sort of hidden, I guess."

Liu Guodong sighed: "The murder happened at another of her houses."

"According to Chen Yating's confession, after killing Zhang Zixuan, she peeled off the skin and sealed it into an oil painting."

"As for the rest...Chen Yating is a good cook, and Liang Song loves her food the most..."

Ugh!

The BBQ Lu Chuan just ate nearly came back up.

Damn!

The next morning.

Dongfeng Road, No. 28, Fugui Garden District.

Building three, unit two, room 703.

Lu Chuan was taking photos at the scene.

The two-bedroom apartment was clean, with good lighting.

With sunlight streaming in, the police felt no warmth or comfort at all.

Everyone, including Lu Chuan, felt a chill down their spine.

Chen Yating, handcuffed, was identifying the scene.

"I chopped off her head right here, the blood was cleaned up that day."

Chen Yating's expression was calm, as if describing killing a chicken when identifying the murder scene.

However, her actions were far from simple.

On the coffee table in the living room was a bone already stripped of flesh.

On the sofa lay two fleshless arms.

In the kitchen, strands of meat hung from the meat grinder.

Apart from the forensic team, the investigating officers already rotated twice.

Even Qin Yong almost vomited, let alone others?

"The unused parts are in the fridge, so they wouldn't spoil."

"Old Liang had a picky stomach, and I was afraid he wouldn't get used to it..."

Chen Yating was a clean person, so she'd clean up blood stains whenever she killed or processed bodies.

That's why the house looked so clean and tidy.

Yet under ultraviolet light, the entire floor was filled with soil-brown fluorescing spots.

Especially in the kitchen, where surfaces seemed soaked with blood.

Even Liu Guodong, Yang Sen, and Old Bai felt their scalps tingling.

It was their first time witnessing such a horrifying scene.

"Every day after work, Chen Yating would come to this house, process the food...the body, then go home to cook for Liang Song."

The on-site investigation was virtually done, with everything covered in Chen Yating's traces.

The evidence was overwhelming.

The murder weapon and tool for disposing of the body were all found.

Old Bai, Yang Sen, and Wang Changjiang started to collect the bones and remaining body parts.

In his years as a forensic doctor, Wang Changjiang had never seen such a scene: "This person...might have mental issues, right?"

How could a normal person do such things?

Shen Yan hadn't spoken at the scene.

As a forensic doctor, it would be too shameful to vomit.

Lu Chuan also frowned; he couldn't lose face in front of a lady, better endure...

Once everything was handled, it was already noon.

"Ding!"

"Basic task completed: Extract fingerprint information from the girl in the wheat field oil painting, achieving a tough fingerprint analysis."

"Advanced task completed: The fingerprint extracted from the skin in the oil painting successfully identified the suspect, assisting the task force in solving the girl skin case."

With the case closed, a message about task completion arrived.

"Task reward: Basic Tire Trace Analysis skill card."

"Would the host like to claim the reward?"

"Claim!"

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