The Underworld Detective

We went back to the morgue and Huang Xiaotao laughed: "Song Yang, after discovering the strangeness of the case, you got excited, didn't you? ”

I was ashamed to scratch my head. I do have more energy now than I did when I came here. Huang Xiaotao said: "Okay, don't cover it up. Don't you know your thoughts yet? ”

As he pushed the door into the morgue, Wang Dali suddenly said: "Wait! Did we go in there and find the man alive or gone? ”

Huang Xiaotao frowned: “You are so right to bring this live treasure that it adds a lot of terror to the evening. ”

She slapped Wang Dali on his back. Wang Dali screamed and fell into the door. Of course, those were his thoughts. The corpse burner's body was still lying on the ground. I continued with the autopsy, and I determined the time of death, within about an hour, which means that when we first got here, the murder took place.

I glanced at the incinerator and burned a body to death, but for 20 minutes, the body burned for so long. Apparently, the incinerator deliberately turned the furnace down and used it to heat it up!

On the night of November, in the morgue, the dead were roasted to warm up, drinking a little wine and playing with a beautiful female corpse, something that no one else could do.

The middle-aged man next to the door was probably about to burn tonight, probably as good as the firewood in his eyes.

Speaking of which, we also have a good figure on the Song family. The ancestor was actually misunderstood. His philosophy in handling the case was to mingle with the deceased. Every time the autopsy, he closed the door and took it off himself - he lay naked with the body and chatted with it, and sometimes he could talk for a night. On one occasion, Yu Hou accidentally bumped into him and said that he had insulted the body. The ancestor had to go back to his old farm without a fight.

People who have been dealing with corpses for a long time are not always the same as the average person, or are not able to do the job. To take me for granted, people see the imaginary corpses are retreating, but I get excited. I feel like I've gone further and further down the perverted path...

I sniffed carefully, and the lubricant on the corpse was the petrolatum he prepared himself, so it was seen that the female corpse had no body-liquid secretion. When I smelled that thing, Wang Dali's eyebrows were almost twisted into creases.

Then I flushed the blood from the head of the deceased with the liquor burner on the table. I found several damages to the skull. I picked up the ashtray and drew a comparison. The female body was lying on her back on the lawn. After surviving, I copied the ashtray on the table and smashed it three times.

The ashes in the ashtray were scattered all over the floor. I looked carefully inside and found something that I immediately clamped up with tweezers to show Huang Xiaotao. She was surprised to say: "Half a nail! ”

I checked the deceased's fingers, which obviously weren't his. This was broken too hard during the ashtray of the female body. There was some blood on the inside of the nail, most likely left by the killer.

This is material enough to be a key physical evidence in court.

I carefully put this half of my nail in the evidence bag, asked Wang Dali to help move the body away, and the blood on the lawn sheet was disproved, but in my eyes I saw traces that were difficult for ordinary people to notice.

I ordered Wang Da Li to open the incinerator. ”

Wang Dali said: "Hey, it's not chopping wood in there! ”

I rushed, "I told you to open it. Where's all that crap? ”

Wang Dali put a cotton glove on the outside of the rubber glove. The moment he opened the incinerator, he sprayed it out. He was scared backwards. A skeleton is rarely seen in the flames of a bear. It is a flame of blue and dark, and human bones contain a great deal of phosphorus, which is why this color is present.

Phosphorous flames emit shorter light than ultraviolet spectra. It's an unnatural light. My ancestors used phosphorous flames to autopsy, and put in ready conditions. Naturally, I have to take advantage of it!

I held up the coroner's umbrella, covered the fire, and let the umbrella cast on the lawn. As the coroner's umbrella spins, the blood on it begins to fade into different colors, and when it turns to an angle, blood suddenly forms the shape of a woman.

The two were stunned. Huang Xiaotao asked: “Is this from the murderer? ”

I said, "Yes, the blood, although mixed together, was stacked by several layers of blood, when the murderer was lying on the lawn, and the skull aorta of the deceased was ruptured, sprayed on and around the murderer, and the blood roughly outlined her figure. Then the murderer pushed the victim away and got up and left, and in the process the blood was smeared into pieces. There is an oxidizing enzyme in the human blood that fades over time, dissipates completely within an hour, turns the blood into dark red, and fresh blood presents a different color under special light. Today, just in time, I can see the outline of the killer's body with phosphorescent light. ”

“It's amazing!” Huang Xiaotao looked at the human figure in his blood and exclaimed.

The colour of the blood stain in phosphorescence is not constant, and as the fire flies, the colour of the blood stain constantly changes, as if the 'woman’ lying in the blood had survived.

I said, "Da Li, film it! ”

Wang Dali was obsessed with looking at him. He turned a blind eye and quickly pulled out his phone to shoot from different angles.

After the shooting, I closed the incinerator, and Wang Dali raised his hand like an elementary school student asked frighteningly: "Isn't it self-defense that the murderer responded in the process of being violated? ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "It's a matter of court, let's just arrest people. ”

The body has been almost tested. I'll keep checking to see if there's anything missing. At this time, Huang Xiaotao suddenly said: "Ha ha, Song Yang, I'm here to do a Huang family vacation. ”

I said with great interest, "Okay, I'll see! ”

She cleared her throat and said: "The little girl gave up her ugliness. The victim's nickname was Ghost. He had a friend who also loved this mouth. Ghost said he had an excellent product in his hand. He could borrow a friend to play for two days. The Santana who just ran away was his friend. ”

Wang Dali was surprised: "Sister Peach, you can deduce all this. Is your ancestor the famous imperial eagle dog - Huang Tianbao! ”

Huang Xiaotao scolded: “Go, your ancestors are only Huang Tianbao. ”

When I saw Huang Xiaotao's hand behind his back, he laughed dumbly: "Okay, give me the evidence! ”

Huang Xiaotao threw up his tongue and took out an old Nokia phone, which she had found in the corner, with a few text messages, in line with what she had just said.

I said, "I thought it was the accomplice who ran away. It was the next victim. We have to hurry and find him. ”

Wang Dali said: "If there is such a nausea and a good habit, one will die, and two will die. ”

Huang Xiaotao mumbled: “How do you speak? Nausea is not his fucking reason, as a police officer to protect ordinary citizens, no matter what his invisible hobbies are. ”

At this time, a siren sounded outside, and I pulled out a piece of yellow paper and burned it for the dead, reciting a "Curse to Life" for him.