The Underworld Detective

Zhou suddenly raised the volume: “Everybody listen up, this detective Song Da just said, if he can't find traces on the body, eat the entire ashtray in public, be good! This is tempered glass. ”

The busy cop on the scene immediately came to make a scene. Wang Dali cried out for me: “Don't just say Yangzi, what if you lose? ”

Zhou looked around and said, "If I lose, I eat ash and cigarette butts. You hear me? ”

The crowd stirred up for a while, but apparently, they all supported Zhou, after all, Zhou was their team leader.

I am naturally perfectly sure about the autopsy, but I am also very upset by the unprovoked provocation. I don't want to pretend to force you to do it. You'll look good later.

“Okay, I'll take a look at the body and I'll talk to you later.” I said.

“Okay!” Zhou chuckled. “But don't count your fingerprints. ”

“Don't worry, I'm not that stupid, I don't care about anything for my face...” I grinned again.

Zhou heard the irony in this statement and hummed angrily: “Then I'll come back later to see your trick! ”

After he left, Huang Xiaotao sighed Lian: “Song Yang, I am sorry for you. ”

“What's going on?” I asked.

Huang Xiaotao said that Zhou was a Hailian from the police station. He was arrogant and reported the results to Huang Xiaotao after having just examined the body. Huang Xiaotao casually said, "It's okay, wait for Song Yang to come and let him test it”. How do you know this unintentional statement completely touched Zhou's self-esteem!

Zhou asked Huang Xiaotao what I was doing. Huang Xiaotao said that I was a heir. Xiao Zhoutong had a feeling of insult at times, so as soon as I came in, he laid a bargain on me and wanted to give me a horseway.

Huang Xiaotao stalled the stall: “I was the leader of the team, didn't pay attention to reconciling everyone's relationship. ”

“I don't blame you. I think there's something wrong with the head of the technical team.” I replied.

“Sister Tao, who are you and Officer Chow?” Wang Dali asked.

“We were level, but I climbed up slowly, he was much younger than me, and as soon as he entered the criminal police force, he was the commissioner.” Huang Xiaotao smiled bitterly.

“Why?” Wang Dali shouted.

“With a high degree, Doctor of Criminal Investigation, how can I graduate from a police academy like this?” Huang Xiaotao mocked himself.

Wang Dali lamented: “Shit, it turns out that being a cop is also about education, but he said he is Li Changyu's disciple, he seems to be quite the nb. ”

I explained: “You heard wrong, he just listened to Li Changyu's lesson. If he really was a disciple of the Chinese god, in his character, he wouldn't have dragged to heaven! ”

I also read the book written by Li Changyu. In fact, I read almost all the forensic science books in the entire library during college, and the knowledge in the "True Grievance Book" was mutually corroborated, and there were many new gains.

Only by knowing each other can we win 100 battles!

Huang Xiaotao said worryingly: “Song Yang, I just heard Zhou tell the crew that there is something wrong with this body, it may have been handled by the killer after the fact, so he is sure to bet with you, if you are not sure, I will cover up the past for you. ”

I waved: "Unless the killer is a ghost, there must be a clue! ”

I took out a black wooden stick with a palm of my hand from the bag, and Wang Dali asked me what it was for, and I explained: “It's called 'hearing bone tree', it's made of cypress trees, it's used to hear bone defense. The cypress tree is thick and the sound is very good. The last time I wasn't ready, I put my ears on the corpse and listened directly. ”

Later, proving that I was ready for this, I put the ear wood on the chest, abdomen and back of the body, tapped my fingers on the limbs to listen, and found that the time of death was seven days, which would be disgusting if I put my ear directly on it.

Seven days?

It's also the first seven of folklore.

Is that why the fat black guy who found the body said the mattress shocked?

Of course, I didn't go into this, and the duty to do it was just to find evidence that the killer, the ghost thing, wasn't in my field of expertise.

The deceased lost a lot of blood, combined with the fact that he had been in a closed environment for seven days, but only slightly decayed.

The deceased was not actually drained of all her blood, because I heard that there were some remaining blood clots in her chest, and 30 percent of her blood was drawn, and she would be shocked, and 50 percent of her blood would be lost, and her systemic circulatory system would collapse, and she would die immediately.

Based on the various signs of the deceased, the blood loss exceeds seventy percent, so much blood can fill several large Coke bottles, and I can't help but look at the two blood holes in the neck of the deceased.

Is it true that the murderer was a vampire and sucked her blood away?

I asked Wang Dali to get a pair of scissors. I cut off the victim's breasts - covers and underwear. Wang Dali glanced at him and said, “Shit, watch out for the impact. Sister Peach is still there! ”

“Cut the crap!” I was angry.

Huang Xiaotao held his hands and looked calm. She was used to this scene. She did not react much. Wang Dali was alone in a big shock.

The autopsy still cares about men and women. Isn't that funny? The body is nothing but an object in my eyes.

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Song Yang, how are you going to test it? Are you still steaming with white vinegar like the last time? ”

I shook my head, not to mention without, and I was worried that the white vinegar vapors might not work. And it's late at night, so I didn't bring the red umbrella.

The autopsy needs to be localized, and this time I intend to use a new method!

I asked Wang Dali to bring my handbag. I took out a roll of good Xuan paper and a bottle of camellia oil from it. Wang Dali asked me what this was for, and I explained: “Of course it's a handprint test. ”

I didn't say fingerprints because I concealed that there might not be a fingerprint on the body.

Zhou heard, walked over and said: "Yo! Detective Song Da is about to start an autopsy. Let me observe. ”

I said, "Then keep your eyes open. ”

I asked Wang to turn the body upside down. From the blood hole in the victim's neck, the killer was picked on her back to suck blood, so there must be a clear fingerprint on her back.

One more thing, Xuan paper and camellia oil are expensive to die for. I can't go through all of them. Four feet of extra clean Xuan paper costs 20 yuan and a hundred yuan a a kilo of camellia oil. This‘ oil paper test 'is probably the most luxurious autopsy method passed down by Grand Song Ti Officer Song Chi!

I covered the back of the deceased with two sheets of Xuan paper, dripping a few drops of tea oil very carefully to ensure full absorption of Xuan paper.

The oil-soaked cardboard turns into a transparent color at visible speeds to the skin below! Then I folded another layer of Xuan paper up until the second Xuan paper was soaked.

“Hey, how do you clean the body after you apply oil to it..." Zhou said, his eyes suddenly glancing straight at the body.

“Look, something's appearing!” Huang Xiaotao shouted.

“How can I not see?” Wang Dali squinted his eyes. His myopia mirror was over a hundred degrees. It was very hard to see a little trace.

The outline of the handprint has begun to appear on oil-soaked cardboard, but it is very blurry, just a slightly darker shadow in the eyes of ordinary people than the surrounding colors, but my eyes are extraordinarily clear!

Even the location of the fingerprints is exactly the same as my guess.

I then covered the third layer of Xuan paper, and this layer of Xuan paper was gradually soaked with oil, followed by the fourth and fifth layers!

Camellia oil finally did not penetrate again, the top layer of Xuan paper retained the original color of the paper, only a few places, one layer of oil prints slowly emerged, forming two palm prints on the paper.

“Shit, that's so nb!” Wang Dali screamed in shock.

“Song Yang, how did you do it?” Huang Xiaotao said.

“No… this is impossible!” Zhou opened his eyes and said: “I see, you are a liar, you must have done something on paper! ”