The Underworld Detective

Chapter 237: Killing Parents Without Respect

The autopsy began as soon as the forensic examiner had finished examining the body sheet, Huang Xiaotao asked: "What do you think of his technique? ”

I nodded: “The technique is quite professional, the process of removing the ribs and removing the internal organs is very exciting, I feel like a forensic doctor with more than 10 years of work experience, just a little bit. ”

Huang Xiaotao smiled: “What, Song Dashen Tang! ”

I said, "It's serious! ”

A forensic physician examines many corpses and gradually forms a fixed pattern, looking first at the eyes, then at the mouth, then at the body, then at the anatomy, a process that does make the work process very eye-catching and organized, but easily ignores some details.

The deceased were not cars on the pipeline, they all had to follow a pattern. Many forensic doctors faced the bodies for a long time and were numb and could easily form such a routine.

Huang Xiaotao nodded: “You are so bloody! When this case is over, I feel like I can hold a symposium and ask the Bureau's forensic physician to improve it. ”

I laughed, "Are you hurting me? ”

Huang Xiaotao shook his head: “No, I really think so! ”

I stared at the gut I took out, and I looked across the screen, and I didn't have a lot of information, and I went back and looked at what the deceased was.

I looked too hard, and when the coroner turned the victim over, I said, "Powerful, get my coroner's umbrella! ”

When I turned around, there was no Wang Dali, only Huang Xiao Peach, who looked at me with a silly smile, I said embarrassingly: “I'm sorry, I'm too involved. ”

"'You look really handsome,' said Huang Xiaotao. ”

I smiled shyly and looked back again. There was a place I looked over and over again. Huang Xiaotao asked me what I was looking at. I explained: “My shoulder blade is damaged. You see, when I move, my shoulder skin has an undetectable protrusion, possibly a bone fracture! The killer must have hit him with a heavy object! ”

Huang Xiaotao shocked: “It's too strong, you can see the fracture across the screen. ”

I stared and sighed, and my heart was the same as countless morons watching porn in the middle of the night —— "My turn! It's my turn! ”

The fatal wound on the back of the deceased was a downward puncture wound, the forensic physician said: "The wound was suspected of being caused by a tapered weapon, the head of the killer being taller from the point of view of the puncture than the deceased. ”

I looked at this passage five or six times, even shaking my head: “Big mistake, the killer is shorter than the victim, and the murder weapon is not a cone! ”

Huang Xiaotao asked: “What is that? ”

I said, "It's a hook! The killer hooked the back of the deceased from the bottom, if he was either kneeling or a dwarf, it should only be about a meter and six. The shape and cone of the hook into the body is a bit similar, but the hook is curved and will break a little skin when pulled out. Do you see a left or right split flap above the wound? ”

Huang Xiaotao almost put his face on the screen and looked at the half-day lane: “Looks like it! ”

I asked Huang Xiaotao to fetch a scalpel, and Huang Xiaotao asked with a fog: “What do you want that for? ”

And I mysteriously said, "It's good for me! ”

Huang Xiaotao went to the forensic lab to get a dissection knife. I looked at the screen and Huang Xiaotao realized: “I see, you're using the dissection knife as a reference. This is too clever! ”

The anatomical knives used by the police are all the same model, I use the anatomical knife as a reference, check the length of the wound and you will know the size of the murder weapon.

I calculated it and drew a curve on the paper: "The murder weapon is about that big! ”

Huang Xiaotao held his chin in his hand and sang: “Such a big hook is usually invisible, unless it is the iron hook of meat in the slaughterhouse.” Her eyes lit up: “There are only three slaughterhouses in Nanjiang City, I'll send someone to check it out right away! ”

She went out, and as soon as there was a clue, she was more anxious than anyone else.

I went on to watch the video, and the autopsy part didn't mean much to me, but the contents of the stomach were a very important clue. What the deceased had eaten in his lifetime, he could get a lot of information from it, and the coroner wouldn't ignore that.

The forensic surgeon cut the victim's stomach open, poured the liquid into an aluminum tray, analyzed it the same way, some vegetables and meat that hadn't disappeared, listened to the forensic surgeon's slow strip analysis, I couldn't help but smell it on the screen.

And the assistant in the video suddenly screamed, “What is this? ”

The forensic physician took a piece of paper out of his stomach because it was already stuck together and the expansion would definitely break, so he asked his assistant to take it to the technical group for testing.

I turned off my computer, went to Huang Xiaotao, and said to her, "Did the forensic physician find a piece of paper in the victim's stomach, in the evidence room? ”

Huang Xiaotao said: "I'm sending someone to the station to collect the evidence. It may take a while. ”

I looked outside and it was almost dark. Huang Xiaotao said: “Why don't you go back to school first, come back in the morning, now is no hurry. ”

I said, "What day is it today? ”

Huang Xiaotao said: “Wednesday, what's wrong? ”

Four days before Sunday, the murderer may be looking for the next victim, and he has even been imprisoned, and I did not say that I am afraid of Huang Xiao Xiao Peach.

I was just about to say goodbye. The old man rushed over and said: "Song Song Xiao, I saw the video! ”

I was surprised: "What video? ”

The old man said proudly: "O Murderer's Murder Video, I restored it, admire me! ”

He talked about the principle. In fact, the video you see online is cached on your computer. Even the website didn't think that someone would be able to restore it to a video file, so there's no way to prevent it.

I called Wang Dali and heard the noise of the internet cafe over the phone. He said brazenly to check things in the library. I scolded him: "Hurry up! ”

Everyone came to a conference room, turned on the projector, the old man restored all the videos that Prince Wang had seen. He operated them all together, and a picture was cast on the wall. The old man said: "The quality of the videos may be a little damaged, but it doesn't affect the viewing. Enjoy watching! ”

Everyone looked at the old, and the video started quickly, and everyone's attention shifted.

At first it was dark and all I could hear was a man gasping, and the man yelling, "Let me out, what is this place, help! ”

And then there was a voice-over: "Do you know what you've done? ”

The man screamed hysterically, "Crazy bastard, I'll fuck your ancestors for 18 generations, let me out! ”

The whispering voice laughed coldly: "You abuse your parents' hands and feet to raise your mother, yet you have no remorse at all, which is why you will be judged in hell in this place, and now you face a choice...”

The light suddenly lit up, in a secret room, a man dressed in a single coat was tied to a ‘big’ machine, his hands and feet fixed, his arms and thighs each with a sharp, thick blade, only a few centimeters from the skin, and he kept struggling to curse.

The voice continued silently: “I designed this organ for you, and your hands and feet are fixed, but you can still get away with it. You should note that each upper and lower body has a circuit system, and if you pull out your hands, you lose both legs and climb out like a humble sinner; if you pull out your legs, you lose both hands, and you will be alone from now on. ”

Hearing the words, the man growled for a while, scolding many nasty words, but the voice ignored them at all: "Make your choice! Clean your sins in Hell's trials! ”