The Underworld Detective

Huang Xiaotao asked, "Why was the victim slit in the throat? ”

I shrugged, "I feel the killer is constantly improving his technology. ”

“Improve… technology?” Yellow Peach dropped his glasses.

“Wait a minute, I need further confirmation. ”

I opened the mouth of the deceased and looked at it. The mouth of the deceased had been severely rotted. When it was broken, it made a sticky movement and pulled out some fine sticky wire between the upper and lower jaws.

The buccal muscles on both sides of the deceased's mouth have begun to soften, and it feels like a little bit of pressure will break the entire jaw down, and the maxillary cartilage has softened, and the unsupported nose begins to collapse inward.

The rotting liquid in the nasal cavity is heavily refluxed into the inlet cavity. The oral mucosa, gums and tongue have been severely rotted. The warm and humid environment in the oral cavity already breeds a lot of bacteria and mold. The deceased's oral cavity is so rotten that it cannot be seen!

I sniffed with nausea, and this sip was so sour that I could barely faint.

After all, my nose is too sensitive to ordinary people, and in a stench of stench, I smell a little bloody, like blood pouring into the nose of the deceased.

Was the victim hung upside down and bleeding?

I checked the ankle of the deceased and found some signs of strapping.

The whole corpse rots so perfectly that it can be described in terms of gut decay that all the intestines are exposed, especially the human intestine, which has a lot of fat, it is crawling with maggots, some maggots drill under the gut clothes, and eat fat and large.

I pressed my stomach with my hand and found the bladder, mostly gas after decay, but judging by the feel of my hand, there was something else.

“Do you have a scalpel?” I asked.

“Didn't you guys never dissect?” Huang Xiao Peach was slightly surprised.

“There is no way, the body has rotted like this, the articular cartilage is completely rotten, and the scaffold will dissipate after a little movement. If not, scissors are fine. I'm just looking at what's in my stomach.” I explained.

Huang Xiaotao asked around and found me a little scissors.

I held the entire stomach bag up with my hands and let Huang Xiao Peach put a plastic bag underneath me to prevent spillage from contaminating other organs.

And then I told the others to back off and hold their breath and start cutting open their stomachs, because something might erupt!

Sure enough, as soon as the scissors are stuck, you hear a pounding sound, an extremely bad, highly irritating smell gushing out! I was too close to be able to open my eyes while a spoiled black flux burst out.

A lot of cops kept falling back. I tried to hold my breath. If I inhaled it, I would really faint on the spot!

I started cutting my stomach with scissors. The walls of the stomach consisted of a solid layer of muscle. The motion of the clenched appendix arm made the scalp sound numb. The undigested things in the stomach drifted into the plastic bag. I asked Huang Xiaotao to bring me another bag, and then I took the plastic bag filled with dirt and wrapped it tightly in a clean bag, still stuffed it back in the belly of the deceased.

This way, if the forensic surgeon needs an autopsy later, the other viscera will not be eroded by residual stomach acids.

I lifted the bag and quickly went outside the bridge for a few breaths of fresh air. One reached out with the cigarette box's hand and shook a cigarette. I looked up at the Dynasty of Aid.

“Thanks, I don't smoke.” I said.

He grabbed it himself without saying a word.

“Dynasty, when did you come?” Huang Xiaotao asked.

“Came as soon as I got the call.” He replied.

I looked into the light at the plastic bag and Huang Xiaotao asked me what I had found. I let her smell it. Huang Xiao Peach initially had some resistance, but she sniffed it and said with surprise: “How come the smell of spice is all in the belly of the deceased! ”

“Yes, there are peppers, octagons, cinnamon, nutmeg.” I analyzed it.

Huang Xiao Tao Liu Mei said upside down: “This bastard murderer, is he hoping that I won't even dare eat these things in the future? Then he asked me," Why are these in the belly of the dead? ”

“Probably the killer trying to improve the taste of human flesh, right?” I replied.

“Improve… taste?” Her cheeks clearly twitched.

“I just noticed that the deceased's esophagus showed signs of scratching and was probably stuffed into a hose and then forced into these spices, like making a Beijing roast duck. ”

“That's sick!” Huang Xiao Peach frowned.

“Also, there are signs of strapping on both feet, there is a lot of blood in the nasal cavity, the deceased may have been hung upside down to cut his throat...” I paused and said: "It's like killing a chicken duck! ”

When I heard that, the people present changed color for it.

The victim was the first person kidnapped by the murderer. The murderer forced the deceased to eat a large amount of spices. From the point of view of the digestibility of the spices, after about twelve hours of eating the spices, the murderer ‘couldn't wait’ to hang the deceased upside down and cut his throat and bleed.

Raising and slaughtering a person like an animal makes it very difficult for ordinary people to do these things calmly. The killer should meet two characteristics, first of all without humanity and secondly with extensive experience in slaughtering animals!

This body is many different from the previous one, but it can still be assumed that it was the same person, and the comparison of the two bodies shows that the killer has been trying to figure out a more delicious method of slaughter that can refresh the human flesh.

Obviously, the way the spice improves the meat didn't succeed, so the killer later used anesthesia to kill!

Speaking of which, I took a long breath to speculate on the heart of such an ogre, like exploring a pitch-black, dirty, damp sewer that made me feel particularly nauseous, depressed, and suffocated.

Especially when I think of such a tragic corpse.

The people around me looked at me, all silent for five seconds. For most police officers, such perverse cases may not have been approached in their lifetime.

The last thing that broke the silence was Wang Dali's voice. He rushed over and said, "Yoko, are you here? Do I have to come in time? ”

Wang Dali saw something wrong with the atmosphere and then saw the body on the ground. He jumped like he was stepping on a high pressure line: “Oh, my God! Is this still a person? ”

And I said, "Where's the stuff? ”

“It's all here. ”

I told Wang Dali to take out my gum box. It was filled with Suhe Xiangwan. I can't stand the smell. Wang Dali found it and gave me a grain, a fragrant, peppermint-scented scent that penetrated the cerebral medulla straight through the nostrils, so I couldn't help it.

There was some seagrass ash burned last night, I put it in a paper bag, I asked Wang Dali to find it, and my red silk cloth with a sun mark.

I tested the body with these two things, and like the last body, the killer was wearing gloves, and the body had only sun marks and no fingerprints. However, there are many fingerprints on the bag, which unfortunately have been soaked in the water for too long and are of no evidentiary value.

I stared at the marks and fingerprints of the sun, and Wang Dali asked beside me, and I didn't hear a word.

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Song Yang, have you found anything? ”

I was quiet and exasperated: “I think I have a big discovery! ”