Otherworldly Merchant

“Don't be afraid, ma'am.” Zhang Xiaoai walked up to her and comforted her: “How did you find the body? ”

“I was cleaning up the garbage, turning the bucket and it was covered in blood. At first I thought it was chicken blood, but I could see this headless body again!” The old lady was pale and trembling.

“When did you find out?” Zhang Xiaoai asked.

“Just now...”

Looks like the old lady was really freaked out and couldn't provide any more valuable clues.

Zhang Xiaoai sent her home and turned to walk into the alley.

This is a back street, the street ahead is a bar street in Qingjiang City, on the left is the back door of the bar, on the right is a long slip garage, there are usually no pedestrians at all.

Several forensic physicians have been there for half a day. At first sight, Zhang Xiao Ai walked in. An older forensic physician introduced the preliminary information.

The deceased, about twelve or three years old, should have been a bad teenager in terms of clothing and tattoos, as in the previous cases, and his head was still severed.

Slightly different, this man was thrown into the trash can by the murderer, and the garbage was covered outside. This was the first attempt by the murderer to hide the body!

And even more particularly, the head of the deceased disappeared, holding a dagger tightly in his hand.

The forensic physicians went through all the trash cans and corners of the alley and did not find the head of the deceased, something that had never been found before. The killer took the victim's head for the first time!

After listening to the old forensic doctor, how many of us are foggy, what the hell is going on?

“Did you find the first scene?” Zhang Xiaoai asked seriously.

“Not yet.” A policeman next to him replied.

“Expand the search immediately, paying particular attention to scratch marks on the ground.” Zhang Xiaoai ordered.

“Yes!” the policeman answered and turned around and ran away.

“Where's the body?” Zhang Xiaoai continued to ask the old forensic physician.

“Near the garage, many of which are private vehicles, we temporarily moved the bodies into the empty house at the end of the alley in order not to obstruct the journey.” The old forensic doctor said, taking the lead.

The empty room at the end of the alley, next to a car wash shop, with a recessed square pit in the middle of the ground, seemed to be a workshop. It's full of dust, obviously it hasn't been used in a long time, and there's no door, and there's a lot of dung around the corner.

Several forensic doctors are examining the body, and the other is holding the camera and shooting it.

The void in the forensic room revealed the victim's clothes, flowering green, covered in blood, in a clear evidence bag next to her, and with a snowy dagger.

“This time it was Boss Tao!” I stood beside him and suddenly said.

“How can you be sure it's him?” Zhang Xiaoai asked.

“I saw him last night when he was chasing Zhang Kai and I stopped him. He's lost his head, but I know his clothes. ”

Too much happened yesterday night, one incident after another, and I haven't had time to talk to them.

“Captain Zhang...” A forensic doctor who was squatting on the ground stood up and said to Zhang Xiaoai: "The test has already had preliminary results. The time of death of the victim was around 5 a.m., and although the cause of his death was the same as on previous occasions, the incision was completely different. Multiple faults appear on the skin, far less sharp than before, and it can now be basically concluded that the killer used another murder weapon. ”

Luoyang and Zhang Xiaoai had to look back at me.

What I have just said has been confirmed.

“Moreover, the deceased suffered intense resistance before his death and even took out a dagger to fight back.” Forensics continue to report: “This is also different from previous occasions. ”

“On the dagger, we took a sample, which was divided into two blood types with the blood of the deceased, so that it could be seen that the killer was also injured. ”

Luo Yang Xiaoai turned his head and looked at me again. The murderer bled. It wasn't the shady thing that did it.

In this case, the suspicious points of the bald man immediately rose in a straight line.

“The knife that responded was probably stuck in the killer's stomach.” I suddenly said.

“Hey, how did you know?” The old forensic doctor looked at me strangely.

“Didn't you notice the tip of the dagger was bent? ”

“Generally, when knives are tied, the only thing that can resist is the belt buckle of the person being tied.” I said.

After listening, the old forensic physician glanced at him.

“Team Zhang...” At this time, the policeman who was ordered to survey the scene came and reported to Aihui Zhang: "After we expanded our search, we finally found the suspected first scene under a large tree 50 meters away, with splashy blood on the wall. ”

“There is also a scratch on the ground about half a metre long, much like a shoe tip scratching the ground. In addition, we found a scratch on the tree of a suspected knife, most likely caused by the murder weapon at the time of the killer's murder, from which it was deduced that the killer was at least one meter and eighty-five tall and extremely powerful. ”

“Moreover, after the decapitation of the victim's head, a large amount of blood was splattered, but the first scene was more than 50 meters apart from the site of the dumping, without leaving half a drop of blood. It can be seen that the murderer must have borrowed some kind of container to carry the deceased. We are currently searching for suspicious material.” The police said.

“It's in a trash can.” I intervened.

Several of the forensic doctors present couldn't help but look at me.

I don't sell any shutters either, explaining directly: "The first trash can where the body was found showed traces of dirt, especially the rust on the top of the hand, must have been heavily loaded and left behind by force of movement. ”

Listen to me, all those forensic doctors have an incredible look in their eyes.

I was dressed in plainclothes, but Zhang Xiaoai walked me into the scene of the blood incident, and they were very respectful to me. Some of them couldn't guess my true identity, but they couldn't ask me much.

At this point, after listening to me give several details that even the old cops and the old forensic doctors hadn't noticed, and all the speculations were infinitely close to the truth, they had to be shocked and beamed with admiration.

They probably think I'm a forensic expert from the department, don't they?