The Underworld Detective

Wang Dali and I went back to the room where the murder occurred, and I looked up at the ceiling and saw some stains, just as I expected!

Because the victim was still lying in bed, I couldn't have stepped on the body, so I asked Wang Dali to bring me a ladder. Then I took a bottle of alcohol and a cotton swab from the technical kit.

Wang Dali moved to the ladder later. I told him to frame the ladder. Wang Dali asked me, "Yoko, what are you doing? ”

“You'll see. ”

I stepped on the ladder and gently rubbed it on the ceiling with a stain dipped in alcohol cotton swab, the alcohol melted the stain and then the alcohol volatilized, leaving the stain on the swab, which was also a way for forensics to collect liquid evidence.

I put the swab under my nose and sniffed it, and asked Wang Dali to smell it too, and he shook his head: “I didn't smell anything. ”

“No, it's yellow blood, someone painted it on the ceiling to attract bats.” I looked at the ceiling and said, “Wait, this shape should be sprayed with water guns or something...”

“Song Yang, come here!” Yellow Peach shouted in the other room.

We went back to that room, and Huang Xiaotao discovered something, and she found an image in another video, a video taken in the same room the day before the murder. A guy dressed as a cleaner snuck in, nailed a nail to the wall, and pulled out a water gun and shot some liquid at the ceiling.

I repeat the yellow blood I just found on the ceiling, laughing: "Bats are naturally bloodthirsty and especially like the most bloody yellow blood, which is why bats are attracted! ”

“This is enough to prove that the killer was a human, not some vampire. ”

Zhou's face was red for a while. He said: "Maybe vampires can recruit bats' magic is fake, but everything else is true. There is always a gap between reality and legend. ”

I kind of see it. Zhou always thought it was a vampire who was working, even when he bet with me before. Since he had to insist on it, I had to treat him the way he was: “If he was a vampire, we shouldn't have seen anything. ”

“What do you mean?” Zhou asked.

“Vampires can't look in the mirror, let alone be photographed. You've heard the legend, right? Then the camera shouldn't be able to shoot him either. ”

Xiao Zhou Zhiwu: “This legend could also be false! ”

Wang Dali couldn't help but say: "This is also a fake, it is also a fake. Are you reading a fake book? ”

Xiao Zhou was ashamed, and the strong words made sense: “The camera is not the same as the mirror and the camera. Perhaps the camera can capture vampire images. ”

I said, "If he was a vampire, I'm afraid the body he bit wouldn't lie there and let us test him. It might have turned into a zombie jumping up and attacking us. That's a good enough reason. ”

Cho finally made a concession: "Well, I admit the killer wasn't a vampire, but there are vampires in the world! ”

Dead ducks have a hard mouth, and I thought, if there were any vampires in the world, there would be no humans for a long time, according to their immortality.

Huang Xiaotao flipped that image back and looked at it twice. He frowned: “Can't you zoom in on this? ”

The waiter was frightened: “It's not a premium camera, there's no such thing as a feature. ”

Huang Xiaotao asked me, "Song Yang, what have you found? ”

I stared at the image and said, "This cleaner is supposed to be an accomplice to the killer, 45 to 50 years old, weighing about 80 kilograms, medium-bodied, looking at him should be quite skilled, spraying yellow blood on the ceiling, probably knowing from the beginning that there might be cameras hidden here. ”

“You can see that this man is a thief too!” Huang Xiaotao.

Uncle quietly speculated next to him: “Probably worked in hotels before, and small hotels like this without a formal license would install cameras behind mirrors and TVs. ”

“Besides, he had a stroke before.” I said.

People were shocked. Huang Xiaotao asked: “How do you see this? Can you see through your eyes? ”

And I laughed, "Of course not. The clue is in this video. Look at it again! ”

Huang Xiaotao flipped the video back and watched it again twice. She shook her head: “Song Yang, I really don't have your eyesight, just a reminder. ”

Uncle frowned: “I found him walking a little crippled. Is this it? ”

I stretched out a finger: “This is one of them, and I can't say it by myself, and a little more...”

I took the remote and backed off a little bit. As the janitor entered the door, he leaned against the wall with the broom at his disposal, and I pointed to his wrist and said, "Look, his left sleeve didn't cover his wrist. ”

“And then what?” Huang Xiaotao asked.

I went in a little faster. When the uncle pulled the water gun out of his right trouser pocket, he pressed the pause: “Then he looked at his right hand, and the sleeve of his right hand covered his back, indicating that his left and right hand were different lengths! This is the after-effect of a stroke. ”

Zhou shook his head: “Not necessarily. Maybe it's just that the clothes don't fit. The sleeves on either side are different lengths. ”

I said, "It's not necessarily possible, but is there a greater chance of a stroke sequelae combined with a slight limp when he walks? ”

People convinced Huang Xiaotao admirably said: “Indeed, Song Yang is more reasonable, but you can't believe you understand all this. I increasingly don't believe that you are an ordinary college student...”

Wang Dali shook his hand in front of me. “Yong Zi, how long do you have your eyes? Why can't we see them? You can see them. ”

I smiled humbly, knowing all the pathological features is also basic common sense.

Knowing these characteristics makes it much easier to find this accomplice, Huang Xiaotao quickly transferred the hotel's check-in record.

The cleaner, named Zhao Tie Niu, is a 50-year-old farmer from a small village around the city.

From the clues we have, Zhao Tieyu used his ID card to open the house two days in advance, and then came in as a cleaner to do some work. The next day, the murderer opened the house with the deceased and killed him, so the murderer left no clue.

In addition, the monitor in the corridor was twisted at an angle on the same day, and the hotel staff of Mahou did not find it at all, so they did not capture the killer's front face. Huang Xiaotao suspected that it was also Zhao Tieyu's fault.

But I found some doubts, and I said to Huang Xiaotao, “This is strange. If the accomplice snuck in as a cleaner, that means he doesn't want to be seen in the face. Why should he use his ID card to open the house? ”

“You mean…”

“Your ID card must be fake!” I said.

“Anyway, it's also a clue...” Huang Xiaotao said to a policeman: “Xiaoxu, go to the household registration office to check this Zhao Tie Niu. ”

Then Huang Xiaotao said to me: "I will ask Wang Ai Dynasty to escort you back to school. ”

“Dynasty?” I wonder for a moment.

Turns out she refers to the silent oligarchy uncle, Huang Xiaotao laughed: “Officer Wang used to be the head teacher of the martial arts police. He was transferred to the criminal police team because of his injuries. Don't look at him as a boring bottle, but he was quite good at it! I will send him to pick you up at the scene later. You are a treasure in the task force, don't leave the pool. ”

“Thank you for your beauty.” Then I laughed at Uncle Wang. “Thank you, Officer Wang. ”

The Dynasty of Aid is just a cold spot down below.

Wang Dali patted Wang Ai Dynasty: “I thought you were an ordinary uncle before. I can't tell. The Kung Fu of the head teacher must be very impressive, right? The Leopard Head of the Leopard Linchong in" The Watershed Herald "is 800,000 forbidden army leaders. ”

Xiao Zhou said: "Captain Huang, are you mistaken? Didn't Chief Wang get demoted to the ranks of police officers for killing 16 drug lords without following orders? ”

Wang Dali opened his mouth and slowly pulled his hand away from Wang Ai Chao. Huang Xiaotao glanced at Zhou and looked at him with the expression: “Zhou, you will die if you do not speak! ”

Wang Ai waved his hands lightly: “It's all in the past. ”

I can't help but look a little more awe in the eyes of the dynasty. The uncle looks like an iceberg. It turns out there is a fire inside. Look at his gloomy appearance. Perhaps there is also a tendency to violence.

We went back to the scene of the murder, and before the officers picked up the bodies they had examined, I burned some paper and read a curse to the dead.

Huang Xiaotao clapped and clapped: “Okay, it's 3: 00 in the morning, everyone go back to rest. Tomorrow at 8: 00 in the morning we will hold a case discussion meeting, who is late to deduct the bonus! ”

I said, "Am I coming too? ”

“Must come! ”

“That late deduction rule doesn't include me, does it?” I asked weakly.

Huang Xiaotao pinched his little pink fist so hard: "Try it! ”