The Underworld Detective

Chapter 49: Coroner's Shen Wan

I pressed the play button and played back the recording.

The face of the white knife slowly turned red and blue, and then became bloodless, and I laughed, "What is the crime of sabotaging the unity of the police force, malicious false accusations, Officer White, you know better than I do? ”

"What do you mean by malicious slander? Do you have proof? ”

“Yeah, I taped you trying to plant us.” I said.

It was a complete bluff, but I didn't record it.

Huang Xiaotao chuckled and whispered: “Song Yang, I really have you, I really want to give you a nickname - ‘The Recorder'. ”

“No, no, that's a terrible nickname.” I even shook my head.

"You, you, you... what do you want to do? ”

“Apologize, it's over.” I said.

“Never!” The white sword glanced at his eyes.

“Then we'll see!” I waved to Huang Xiaotao and others: “Let's go. ”

He just turned around and called us all of a sudden. He walked over and hesitated for half a day to say: “It was my fault. Don't worry about it. ”

“Didn't your father teach you how to apologize? Say I'm sorry!” I'm straight.

The white knife bit his lower lip tightly and bent down against the king's aid dynasty: “Teacher Wang, yes... sorry. ”

“That's about it, okay, waste so much time, let's go to the autopsy.” I said.

On the way back, Wang Dafeng said excitedly: "Hey, Yoko, you are just as overwhelming as you usually are. ”

“Thank you!” I humbled myself: “The more you treat such a person, the more he slips his nose on his face. ”

“Ha ha, this kid was physically educated by Uncle Wang, then mentally educated by you, enough for him to reflect for a while, it was amazing.” Wang Dali said.

We walked to the morgue, and the white knife probably couldn't swallow the breath, and we slipped halfway. I have a special investigation order signed by the director, I have full authority to dispatch the task force, nominally his superior, and I have full authority to dispose of him for desertion.

But I know that White Knife's dad is the chief of the department. He doesn't give a shit about deducting wages. He doesn't want to beat the shit out of a falling dog anymore, and he doesn't even mention it. Let him go! I'm not bored with my eyes.

But that Rovi, he didn't have a good look all the way, and he stared hard at me. I reckon she saw her boyfriend eat up and plan on getting it back at the autopsy later!

I thought this was a really crooked plan. It wasn't until I got to the morgue that it was really my battlefield!

The temperature was low in the morgue, and Whiteson's air conditioning went down like a waterfall from a few air-conditioners, freezing goose bumps. Three bodies were parked on three iron tables, covered in white with a single layer of blood, which had frozen into ice.

Wang Dali broke up again and said, "Yoko, do you need anything? I'll buy it for you now. ”

“I have to see the body first. It's too cold in here. You go to the car and get some of our coats.” I command.

“Yes!” After that, Wang Dali went out.

I washed my hands with soap in the sink by my side, prepped for autopsy, found no rubber gloves, and I asked Rovi, "Where are the rubber gloves? ”

Rovi snorted coldly and took some rubber gloves out of an iron cabinet and threw them into my arms.

“Thank you!” I answered in a hard way, splitting Huang Xiaotao and Wang Ai Dynasty. Before I put it on, I pulled out a gum box from my pocket and poured three black pills out of it, blue in the black, one for each person.

“What is this, sweet beans?” Huang Xiao Peach pinched his hand to measure.

“Suhe Fragrance Pills are made with more than a dozen spices such as Suhe, ice cream, buffalo horn, musk, sunken fragrance and other spices. They can be fragrant, refreshing and exorcising. I'm afraid the smell won't smell very good when the autopsy later.” I explained.

The yellow peach fox was in his mouth suspiciously and his face immediately changed dramatically: "Oh, my God! As soon as I put it in my mouth, it smells strange and fresher than mint sugar. It feels like the whole nose is smooth. This little pill will definitely do well to cure the cold. ”

And I laughed, "Well, it really makes you talk, but it also has the effect of breathing and painkillers, nostrils and lungs. ”

Dynasty aid was also contained in his mouth, his poker face slightly changed, a pair of sword eyebrows raised, pupils slightly contracted. I know what it's like to experience Suhe Xiang-maru for the first time, just one word - cool!

I said, "This is an obscene formula documented in the Real Book of Grievances. Don't chew it in your mouth, it will last for more than two hours. ”

Huang Xiaotao laughed: "Song Yang, you are really becoming more and more professional now. By the way, I'll give you a few of these small pills later, and I'll take them back with me to donate treasure to colleagues. ”

I waved, "Come on, you know how much it cost me to buy these pills? This little grain is worth a few dozen dollars. ”

Huang Xiaotao was surprised: “So expensive! ”

Rovi groaned with disdain: "What other small pills are you refining? Why don't you just put on a mask?” I pulled out a perfumed tissue and put it in my mask.

The girl knew nothing about it, and the forensic surgeon used an anatomical knife and a variety of advanced equipment to autopsy her nose, ears, could not be used at all. But I never wear a mask because I don't dissect, I don't rely on tools, and I need to fully develop my senses during the autopsy process.

In addition to the use of the eyes, ears, nose and hands, the "Prison Break Mystery" recorded an ancestor named Song Shennong, who tasted the corpse with his tongue, tasted the blood, and even tasted the feces every time. That chapter can be called the ultimate mouthpiece! This ancestor has learned a lot of valuable practical experiences with this curious technique, although I may never use this knowledge.

After wearing gloves, I walked over to lift the white sheet on the first body, which was the wife of a family of three. The death warrant was terrible. Huang Xiaotao couldn't help but breathe a sip of cool air and his eyes glared round and clear.

The corpse's clothes had been cut off, and her skin was frozen and bound, pale as paper.

The tragedy of this corpse is more exaggerated than a few captains have described! The right half of his face, even the flesh of his belt, was cut off as a whole, and the knife was chopped from the top of his right eye to the root of his neck, and his eyes were cut in half, with only a small piece of flesh attached to the bottom. She suffered at least twenty knives, the largest number of knives in the trunk, a split skin in the wound, revealing the red muscles beneath, the fat of white flowers, in some places even the bones, several open mouths in the abdomen, the intestines flowing outside.

There was a knife that cut the belly button straight, revealing even the uterus, which had a big fist and a slightly peachy shape. One of her hands was chopped off and her broken arm was held tight by her fingers, next to the body, as if it was holding a knife before she left the body.

Looking at this tragic corpse, it's hard to imagine what her husband did in the morning and evening!