The Underworld Detective

Wang Dali saw that we were looking in one direction at the same time. He turned back immediately and couldn't stop it.

When he saw the sitting body, he screamed, desperately backing away, screaming: "Song Yang, Song Yang, the scammer! ”

“Oops, don't make such a big move, okay? This is normal postmortem spasm.” I explained.

That said, even Huang Xiao Peach was scared to death when he saw a body sitting up in this atmosphere.

I explained that about six hours after death, the muscles become stiff and bend the vertebrae. This is the theory, but post-mortem spasms are rare in reality, only in younger, more robust muscle fibers, and the deceased of this' scammer 'does fit that trait.

Wang Dali was freaked out just now. He accidentally ripped the white on a corpse. I looked at the man's face and it was the Black Panther boss, Cao Da, because I had seen his picture before!

Now that I've found the body, I'm going to start the autopsy. First, I'm going to confirm the time of death. From the pupils, zombies, and spots, the time of death is about four days. I took out the bone wood to listen to, Wang Dali said: “Yong Zi, can you let that big brother lie down first, just sit up and look at us, I'm furious. ”

I complained, "You have so much to do! ”

I used to snap, and the sitting corpse went back to lie down, and Wang Daqing knotted his tongue: “Did you break his spine? ”

I said, "What's broken is the hardened muscle fibers. There's no hot towels here, so we can do it, and the funeral home people do it, and it's rougher than me! ”

I feel like I'm in the same mood as I am in iron fight, and I can do this without changing my color.

I came back to continue the autopsy. I listened to it with the auscultation wood, and found that the victim's heart, lungs and liver were all damaged extensively. So I unwrapped his clothes and found that there were no more than a dozen knife wounds on his chest, and the blood had already been wiped dry. I put on a rubber glove and checked the wound, and I said, "It's an open wound. There may be serrations on the knife. Judging by the shape of the wound, it was stabbed at very close range. It should be with the right hand. The killer made the knife less proficient. ”

Wang Dali said, “Are you not skilled at stabbing so many knives with one breath? ”

I pointed to the wound in the heart and mouth and said: "The wound was not well done, indicating that the knife slanted and the surrounding skin was broken as I stabbed it in and pulled it out. The expert makes the knife straight and the wound is flat as a fish mouth, so it must have been made by an outsider...”

Huang Xiaotao said: "In other words, it was not the professional killer who stabbed so many knives in one breath, the murderer must have a deep hatred! ”

I nodded: "The dead are the gangster bosses, the enemies will be few, and it is no surprise that the murderer has a deep hatred. ”

I kept taking off the dead man's pants, and when they came off, the dead man's thing played like a wooden stick. Huang Xiaotao frowned and turned his face embarrassingly. I bounced with my hand and laughed: “The chicken is stiff! ”

Huang Xiaotao scolded: “You're a little fucked up. I found that you were judged by two people when you had an autopsy. ”

I said: "I'm sorry, I think it's too depressing here, I just want to get a vibe...”

And they said, "Is there such a vibrant atmosphere? ”

Huang Xiaotao blushed and asked: "By the way, how could that thing be in a... burst state? ”

I said, "If blood does not return after death, the corpora cavernosa will remain congested, and if there is an erection at the moment of death, it will remain so after death. ”

Wang Dali deduced: “So the deceased was banging? ”

I shook my head: “Not necessarily, people suffocate with a strong sense of pleasure, and erection after death is not uncommon. ”

Wang Dali said: "Clearly stabbed to death! ”

I explained: "Stabbing is just a direct cause of death. Where is the lethal stabbing and which organs stop moving is the real cause of death! It is also possible to cause asphyxiation if stabbed in the lungs and the blood blocks the trachea. ”

Speaking of which, I asked Wang Dali to help me bend the victim's knees, arms, and I kept listening to the movement at the joints, using autopsy to determine the posture of the deceased when he died. And while we were doing this, that thing of the deceased had been dangling in front of us, very eye-catching.

Wang Dali asked weakly: "Can this thing shoot? ”

I listened to the sound of bones and said, “Yes, be careful! ”

Wang Dali moved his face away nervously.

Then I asked Wang Dali to lie on an empty bed next to him, and he did so reluctantly. I constantly fine-tuned his joints, and finally fixed them into a position, saying, “This is the position of the deceased at the moment of his death. ”

Wang Dali bent his legs and extended his hands. Huang Xiaotao frowned: “What strange posture is this? ”

I ordered, "Wang Dali, try it upside down! ”

Wang Dali flipped over, his hands supported the bed, his knees bent, and Huang Xiaotao immediately said: "Before the death of the deceased, a relationship between a man and a woman was taking place. ”

I said, "Yes!” Using osteowood as a dagger immediately, he stabbed Wang Daoli in the chest more than he did: “Combined with the position and distance of the midknife, it was clear who the killer was. ”

Huang Xiaotao questioned: “So it's a woman? But didn't the rats say there wasn't anyone there? ”

I corrected: "What he said was that there was no living person in the room, and this contradiction could be the key to solving the case, let's examine the body first. ”

Wang Dali asked: “Can I come down now? ”

And I said, "Hold that position. Don't move! ”

Then he went to bed and drilled under Wang Dali. Wang Dali's face turned red: “Sister Peach is here, it's not playing in the dorm. Will you be careful? ”

I said, "Who doesn't usually have to play with you in the dorm? Don't get me wrong, okay? ”

Huang Xiaotao couldn't help but enjoy himself. I was just restoring the death process, which can get a lot of valuable information. Song family ancestor has a fast-tracking master, called Song Man. He buried himself alive when he investigated the burial case. When he investigated the drowning case, he tied a stone to his feet and sank it into the lake. I compared it to his dedication, it was a little witch to see the great witch!

In order to be more realistic, I separated my legs and placed them on the outside of Wang Dali's leg. Wang Dali's embarrassment reached the extreme point: “Can't I let my classmates know about this? Otherwise, you won't have the face to be human...”

I said, "You're not talking all over the place. Hey, let's do this. You move a little bit! ”

“Shit, are you serious? ”

“I didn't ask you to take off your pants, hurry up!” I rushed.

Wang Dali embarrassed himself and began to move up and down. I stabbed him in the chest with my eardrums and suddenly the light appeared and told him to stop. Then he fell off the bed and examined the victim, and there was a knife in the diaphragm that was really long, and I said, “This was the first knife of the victim, who was moving up and down, and suddenly took a knife to the ground, so the knife was particularly long. Also, from the crime I've just restored, the killer is about a meter and a half tall. ”

I looked up and down at the victim's chest and said, "But there's something wrong here! ”

Huang Xiaotao asked: “What's wrong? ”

“The victim is a gangster. Look at the old scar on his body. He must have been knifed a lot before. How can he be foolish enough to take a dozen knives and not resist? ”

I knocked on my temple and thought, it seems I can only continue to restore the death process. When I found out Wang Dali was gone, he said outside the door: “I went to the bathroom and I'll be right back! ”

And I said, "This kid, if you need him, drop the chain! ”

Huang Xiaotao laughed: “Why don't we restore it? ”

I was stunned: "Ah? ”