The Underworld Detective

“He... he moved!” Rovi kept his mouth shut and backwards constantly.

“Fraudulent! Fraudulent! ”

“How is that possible? You don't even have a head. ”

The whole house was filled with screams of panic, and some policemen were scared to death to run outside.

Wang Dali cried out for help. He crashed a chair and almost fell to the ground. Huang Xiao Peach's eyes stared so big that his mouth could be filled with walnuts. Even with his expressionless dynasty, I noticed a slight contraction of his pupils.

At this moment, the body kneeling on the table is slowly lifting its right hand, as if holding an invisible knife in its hand and chopping it against its own neck!

Initially the movement was small, only the wrist was shaking, and then the whole arm moved under the strain, chopping its own neck repeatedly.

The human muscles are memorable moves, just as cyclists all the time can pull the wheel without thinking about it. The moment of human death, the central nerve necrosis, the moment the magnetic field in the body collapses, but like a record, it preserves a small piece of muscle memory.

Of course, muscle memories vary from person to person, and some corpses with severe rot or broken spine cannot be subjected to 'necropsy'. However, this corpse was muscularly stiff after death, maintaining a subtle tension, almost a perfect test piece for ‘necropsy'!

To think of it like this, I was a little bit proud, as if the craftsman had completed a perfect piece of art.

I know this psycho is perverted, but when you are a writer, your heart is somewhat different from ordinary people, otherwise you will not be able to eat this bowl of rice!

I was going to explain the principle to Rovi. Looking back, she was gone, the door was wide open, a lot of cops were scared to death, screaming in the hallway.

I said, "Is Rovi out? ”

Wang Dali pointed to the ground. When I looked at it, I almost didn't enjoy it. Rovi actually fainted. He lay on the ground with all his back and all his white eyes rolled over, and the cold and full range was gone.

“Are you still a forensic surgeon?” I said contemptuously.

“That's right...” Huang Xiaotao looked pale, but didn't lose his mind like they did: "Song Yang, stop the body, it's horrible! ”

“Wait, I'll tape it, save her some time not to admit it. ”

I recorded a little clip on my phone, which I think would scare a lot of people if it were uploaded to some psychic website.

When I was done, I pulled out a magnetic needle from the body, and the body suddenly stopped moving like it had been cut off, leaving only one arm in the air.

“Oh, my God, those are so scary!” Wang Dali was relieved: “Song Yang, if you didn't bring such a scary one, you wouldn't have told me. ”

“I warned you! ”

“I didn't know it was such a high-powered image...” Wang Dali sneezed. All three of us wore coats. He was the only one wearing a T-shirt. I said: "You have a cold, go get a coat in the car. ”

“It doesn't matter, I'm in good shape.” Wang Da stroked his shoulder with his palm.

I woke up Rowey, and she woke up scared, and she stood back on the ground desperately, panicking, “Don't come near me! Stay away from me!”

“It's me!” I consoled.

Rovi's mask crooked aside and glanced at the body behind me, his lips trembling: “You... do you know any witchcraft? ”

I laughed, briefly explained the principle, and finally, “If you don't believe me, you can always touch the body, and you can try it next time. ”

“No, no!” She waves desperately: “I believe, I believe. ”

“The deceased cut off his own head, you admit it?” I asked.

She nodded her head and revealed her suspicious eyes: “But no, there's a lot of nerves around his neck. He just uses a regular knife. It's impossible to cut off his neck with one knife, and it stops halfway through the theory. ”

“You're right, that's what I'm trying to prove!” I looked around the house and said, word for word, "The deceased was under control. ”

Huang Xiaotao was shocked: “You mean, hypnosis? ”

“It's not hypnosis, I think it's some kind of evil technique that dominates the body, forcing the dead to do these things on their own.” Speaking of which, I lifted the white sheet: "Is it painful to see the faces of the male and female deceased before they die? ”

Rovi climbed up and came together and said, "That's the way it is. The look on the face of the dead is truly painful. ”

Huang Xiaotao glanced at the door, after a scene, many policemen were scared off, and there were four or five others left, she said: "Should we check the evidence? ”

“Don't worry, I have one more thing to test.” I asked Rovi: “Did you test your fingerprints? ”

Rovi nodded: “Colleagues in the trace department have examined the bodies and clothes with only their own fingerprints, no outsiders. ”

“Let's go over it again and get me an alcohol light.” I command.

Rovi promised to go. Huang Xiaotao smiled: “Song Yang, you knocked too hard on Mountain Tiger. The girl has nothing to refute right now. ”

“Anyone who calls her nobody before can frighten her. ”

I took the olive oil, the wooden butterfly and the pan out of the bag, poured a lot of oil into the pan, and put it in the wooden butterfly, Wang Dali asked: "Song Yang, you have the wrong order of frying dishes, the oil can only be put in when it is hot. ”

“You shut up! Come and help.” I said.

“How?” Wang Dali asked.

“Bring me the pot.” I said.

Rovi picked up the alcohol lamp and I put it under the pan to heat it up. Soon the oil was hot, the wood butterflies inside were boiling and the smoke kept coming out, all attached to the pot wall.

About five or six minutes later, I saw Wang Dali's hands were all numb. Now I said the sound was OK. Turn off the alcohol light.

I found a knife to scrape out the oil ash on the pot wall, about two taels.

Huang Xiaotao said: "Song Yang, looking at your autopsy is really a pleasure, every step is interesting. ”

“Of course it's fun to stand and watch.” I'm faint.

“You really don't have a heart, don't I? ”

“Did you help? ”

Huang Xiaotao Zhiwu: “Didn't I just give you something? ”

“Is that a favor?” I couldn't help laughing.

Huang Xiaotao glanced at me without anger.

I asked Dynasty Aid to take the male body back to the iron bed and gently blow the grey on the body's chest. "What is this? ”

“Wooden butterflies and olive oil are both of very light quality, and the ashes fry are much lighter than the aluminum powder used by the police to detect something that is not easy to detect.” I explained.

So the whole process I dared not come out of the atmosphere, I was angry to blow the ash out of my hand.

When the body was covered with oil on its chest, I blew it off gently and found nothing.

And then I did the same thing on the chest and abdomen of the female corpse, and this time after I blew the grey off the skin surface, there was a line of footprints below, yes, little footprints!

“This is...” Huang Xiao Peach said in surprise: "Cat footprints? ”