Chapter 707 - : A Child’s Handprint?

Chapter 707: A Child’s Handprint?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Without the support of bones—the flesh, skin, and tendons were all very fragile. Normally, they would suffer varying degrees of damage when the neck was broken. However, the flesh on Fang Xiaowei’s neck did not appear that damaged. There was just a faint bruise.
“It takes a lot of strength to break a person’s neck. If it was a strong external force, her skin and flesh wouldn’t be so intact.” Chi Jiao analyzed calmly.
“This means that the person who broke Fang Xiaowei’s neck attacked very quickly. He was aiming to take her life from the start. He used immense strength and speed to only break her bones without hurting her flesh,” Quan Jue said expressionlessly as he stared coldly at Fang Xiaowei.
Huo Chen frowned. “Most people don’t have that much strength.”
“But Espers do.” After Quan Jue finished speaking, he turned over Fang Xiaowei’s corpse. He lifted her long hair and found something on her neck. “Jiaojiao, look here.”
Chi Jiao immediately came over with a curious expression. She saw a handprint half-hidden by Fang Xiaowei’s hair. Now that her hair was swept aside, the clear handprint on her neck could be seen.
It was a child’s hand, the size of a chicken claw. It was imprinted on Fang Xiao’s slender and delicate neck. One couldn’t help trembling at the sight.
“A child’s handprint?” Huo Chen was surprised.
“There are also child Espers. These child Espers might be even more powerful than adults. There’s nothing unusual about that,” Chi Jiao said calmly. After asking Huo Chen to take a photo for evidence, the three of them finally left.
After leaving the mortuary, Huo Chen wanted to show An Cheng the photo of the handprint, so he went off first.
As soon as he left, Quan Jue lowered his head and glanced at Shen Xing. “Did you have anything to do with this?”
Shen Xing rolled its eyes. “Please, do you think I am that shameless? I’m worried that I’ll dirty my hands if I attack that kind of woman.”
“It’s good that it’s not you. With this handprint, at least we can prove Dad’s innocence,” Chi Jiao said before reaching out to hold Quan Jue’s hand. They went to meet Chi Mingwei.
In the end, they saw An Cheng’s serious voice coming from the recording room where Chi Mingwei was.
“Mr. Chi Mingwei, if you don’t cooperate with us, we will really have to detain you as a suspect.”
“What happened?” Huo Chen returned after handing over the photo. He opened the door and looked at Chi Mingwei and An Cheng.
“The medical examiner confirmed that the victim must have died more than 24 hours ago, but Mr. Chi Mingwei said that he saw Fang Xiaowei during the day.” An Cheng stared at Chi Mingwei, feeling that he was just playing tricks on him.
How could a dead person meet someone after her death? That was ridiculous!
Chi Mingwei looked as if he had been wronged. “I’m telling the truth! I just met Fang Xiaowei this afternoon. I even spoke to her. I’m not lying.”
“Fang Xiaowei was already dead last night,” An Cheng emphasized. “Mr. Chi Mingwei, the time of death can’t be faked.”
“I’m telling the truth. If I’ve never met her, why would I say these things and arouse suspicion?” Chi Mingwei asked.
An Cheng fell into silence.
“Officer An, let’s record it like this for now. We’ll check it later. There’s no need to rush into a conclusion now,” Huo Chen said.
Chi Jiao and Quan Jue exchanged looks.