The Underworld Detective

I asked Sun Bingxin: “Do you still want to test your guts? ”

She shook her head: "No need. ”

So I cut the stitches off the body's abdomen with a scalpel, and I stuffed the guts in, and each organ was roughly where it was, fixed with a needle thread. Huang Xiaotao asked: "Song Yang, what are you doing? ”

I sighed mercifully: "Let the dead leave a corpse! ”

Sun Bing's eyes were full of admiration: "Brother Song Yang, you are so kind. ”

I laughed. This is what every trick would do. After sewing my guts back, I took out a piece of yellow paper and burned it in front of the dead. I said softly: “A glass of yellow wine to heaven and earth, two tall incense to the ghost. Palm lights sweep out the night, wash away Zhaoxue Songti's punishment! ”

“Song Yang swears today in the name of his ancestors, Judge Song Zhi, that he will surely be wronged for you, so go in peace!” I tightened my fist.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but there seemed to be a cry in the morgue, and everyone looked at the body and didn't talk.

After the autopsy, I, Wang Dali and Sun Bingxin temporarily said goodbye. After leaving the Public Security Bureau, Sun Bingxin held my arm and said: “Brother Song Yang, you still owe me a meal! ”

I said, "Next time. ”

Sun Bingxin mumbled his mouth high: “Brother Song Yang, you don't want to be rude, do you? I didn't know when I'd see you again. ”

I said helplessly, "Come on, let's go! ”

We picked a Korean barbecue shop. Sun Bingxin was a small bird's stomach. He didn't eat much. He kept chatting with me. One of us was pretending to be a forensic doctor. Plus the relationship when we were kids, it was almost nothing to talk about.

Wang Dali couldn't get into the conversation, so he buried his head and ate several plates of fat cow rolls. I dare to invite him to this meal.

Perhaps because of the psychological shadow that the case just gave us, we tacitly didn't order any flowers.

After eating, we stopped at the station. Sun Bingxin repeatedly ordered her to let her know when the case was progressing. She had to see the pervert arrested.

Two days later, Huang Xiaotao informed me of the progress of the case. Let's go over there. The technical police confirmed the identity of the victim through her face. Her name is Xu Xiaohua and she is a freelance painter. When I heard the name, Wang Dali and I stood still. Wang Dali shouted: "Isn't that the painter who disappeared last time? ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "Yes, it's a coincidence. It's the girl. ”

Xu Xiaohua in the photo is a young woman who is pure and beautiful. It gives a sense of sunshine and cheerfulness. When I think of the way she died, I feel burned in anger. What kind of pervert can do this!

Huang Xiaotao also investigated the information of all the plastic surgery hospitals in Nanjiang City. The police officers took the list of drugs opened by Sun Bingxin and checked it out. A total of five hospitals have recently used all the drugs on the list, which means that all five hospitals are suspected.

I said I wanted to see the location of the five whole hospitals, Huang Xiaotao unfolded a full map of Nanjiang City, pinned the location of the five hospitals in turn, and then projected the laser pen to one location: “This is Xu Xiaohua's home. ”

I looked at the map and thought, "Shall we take a visit? ”

I said, "Don't worry, go to Xu Xiaohua's house first. ”

Huang Xiaotao called to the king's aid dynasty. The four of us arrived at Xu Xiaohua's house. Zhang, a civilian police officer on patrol, saw us. “Officer Huang, what are you doing here? What happened to Xu Xiaohua? ”

"She was murdered," said Huang Xiaotao. ”

Lao Zhang opened his eyes in dismay and said with great regret: “What a kind girl. She greets me every time she meets me. How can she leave? ”

Old Zhang spontaneously led us to Xu Xiaohua's house. The house was tidy and tidy. There were some sketches on the street. There were many books on the shelf. Huang Xiaotao asked Old Zhang: “Who is she closer to? ”

Zhang said: “Her parents are out of town. She draws here herself to earn money while studying. This girl has an introverted personality. Normally she hasn't seen who she's been with. Her boyfriend... I don't think she's heard of it. By the way, should I inform her family? ”

I immediately said, "Not yet! ”

My daughter left the world that way, and I'm afraid her parents won't be able to stand the blow, if they really need to talk to me, I won't be late.

We put on gloves and started searching. There was nothing special in the house. Wang Dali suddenly called out: "Yoko, I found this! ”

He found a diary in the drawer that recorded the owner's daily schedule. Seo Xiaohua seemed to be a very good time manager.

I swiftly looked in my hand, Xu Xiaohua disappeared on November 7th, but when I turned to that page, I found only the 6th, it was obviously torn off a page, and on the blank page there was a handwriting by Juanxiu: “Song Yang, don't investigate this case!!! ”

I called everyone to see, Huang Xiaotao took a deep breath in the airway: “Who knows you're coming here?" ”

Wang Dali speculated: “Is it the threat left by the murderer? ”

I shrugged, "No, the murderer wouldn't do such a thing as painting snakes, leaving his handwriting behind, wouldn't he? This person should be the one who attacked Zhang's mysterious knife that night. ”

Huang Xiaotao said: “What's wrong with this man? Why tear up the key page! ”

I said, "The point is that he knew me and knew I would definitely look into the case. ”

I'm more certain now that he's the one who saved Bald Head. He told me to stay away from this case, and it doesn't seem to hurt me, but who the hell is he and why won't he show his face?

I went over a few pages, and the calendar was full of regular schedules, but I was surprised to find that the November 3rd page had been ripped off, too. What's the point of that?

Thinking again and again, I said, "Did the deceased see the killer on November 3rd? This man tore this page apart to keep me from looking! ”

Wang Dali said: "Song Yang, you are too smart, he is called Wang Gai Chang. ”

Huang Xiaotao sent Wang Ai Dynasty to the telecommunications bureau to find the victim's recent phone records. We stayed and searched again. In an old book, I found a picture of a high school graduate, and I thought the deceased was introverted, sociable, and maybe connected to a former classmate, so I took the picture.

Wang Ai Dynasty, after we went downstairs, he had already returned in his car. He handed over a printed call record. On November 3rd, the same number called the deceased three times.

"I asked the telecommunications bureau, the owner of this number is Wu Li," said Wang Ai Dynasty. ”

Huang Xiaotao dialed over with his phone. Wu Li was shocked to learn of Xu Xiaohua's accident. She said that on November 3rd, their class had a reunion because Xu Xiaohua Road was jammed, so she called three times to urge her.

This is a key clue. Huang Xiaotao asks Wu Li if she has time to meet now. Wu Li said an address.

We got there, and the address was a cafe, and the three of us went into the cafe, and Dynasty Aid stood outside, and Huang Xiaotao said, "Why don't you come in? ”

Wang Ai tried his mouth against the ‘No Smoking' sign on the wall. Huang Xiaotao laughed: “That's very conscious! ”

Wang Dali whispered: “Uncle Wang doesn't leave alcohol and tobacco every day, don't you fear cancer? ”

Huang Xiaotao smiled faintly: “Don't worry about him, he died before he got cancer. ”

Wang Da Li looked at Huang Xiaotao with stunned eyes. "Am I wrong?” After ordering the coffee, she ordered an extra latte and asked the waiter to send it to the dynasty standing outside.

Half a cup of coffee, a satchel, a white collar woman with short hair walked in: "Are you guys meeting my police officer? I'm Wu Li! ”

Huang Xiaotao asked her to sit down, ordered a cup of coffee, and Wu Li whispered thanks. First she asked Xu Xiaohua how she died, Huang Xiaotao said it was inconvenient to reveal the case, and then asked her about the situation at the reunion that day.

Wu Li recalled that nothing special happened that day. Xu Xiaohua was more introverted when she went to high school. It was that she had a better relationship with a few girls. Classmates, everyone joked and ate a meal and broke up.

I said, "Do you have a plastic surgery hospital among your classmates? ”

Wu Li replied: "Yes! ”