The Underworld Detective

As soon as he mentioned calling the police, the village chief panicked somehow: “No, the house is ugly. Whoever the murderer is, 89 out of 10 are Song family members. No outsiders should be allowed to participate in this matter! ”

Others were also attached, and the village chief's reaction aroused my interest. What did he hide from me?

At this time, a man came in. He was actually the widow Cui Huan who had seen him at Granny Yan's house before. She gasped and said: "Mayor, no, Granny Yan has been...”

The mayor told her to speak slowly. Cuihuan covered his face and cried: “Granny Yan sent someone to kill him! ”

The village chief shouted for half a day to calm down, and I asked, "Where were you and Granny Yan before 8: 00? ”

“I… I accompanied her to the mountains to collect some herbs. ”

“Granny Yan and I agreed to meet at 8: 00 p.m. Why did she pick this time to go out?” I forced myself to ask.

Someone scolded me and said, "Hey, kid, forget who you are? Why are you asking people? ”

I was very uncomfortable with the interruption and stared at the man coldly and said, "Shut up! ”

Everyone around him calmed down, probably my eyes were scary at the time, the man asked the village chief for help: “Chief, look at this kid, it's insane, please come home to teach him a lesson! ”

The village chief drank: “Nonsense. If you are not a family member and a clan chief, the family law cannot move. Cuihuan, take us to see the body first. ”

Cuihuan led us out, and I whispered to Song Xingsheng, who quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Song Jie said: "Song Yang cousin, do you have any high moves? ”

I shook my head: "It's impossible to investigate this case! ”

Everyone walked on the mountain path. Most of the Song family's children had hollow eyes and did not need lighting. The scene was like a bunch of people traveling late at night - walking. We came to a hillside, distant people screamed, only Granny Yan lay on the hillside, with a lot of blood on her body, a pile of stomach coming out of the wound.

Everyone blew up the pot and I was ready for an autopsy, and all of a sudden one of them stopped me: "What are you doing? ”

“Coroner!” I replied.

The man said, "No, you could be the killer. Don't touch the body. ”

I turned a white eye and said, "Uncle, which one of you will have an autopsy? ”

All the people present were Wu-Song. There was a specialty in the so-called art industry. They weren't good at autopsy at all, but they wouldn't let me touch it alive. This situation was very passive. Some people said: “Only the village chief is the most virtuous and highly respected. Let the village chief examine it! ”

I'm so angry I want to laugh. Can a man of high moral standing do an autopsy?

Fortunately, the village chief refused, and he waved, “No, no, I didn't do this, why don't you ask the big head to come out? ”

So he sent a few guys to ask Song Heting, a few guys to do light work, ran fast, came back in a minute, "The big master said, she doesn't care, the Song Yang has full powers to investigate! ”

Song Jie Qi stamped his feet: “What's wrong with my mother? Something so big is not happening. ”

People protested, saying that I was a criminal suspect and that I could never touch the body, and I explained, “You can keep an eye on me the whole time. I will never do anything on the body. ”

The mayor nodded: "Okay! ”

Although there is still some disagreement, the village chief arranged for me to go to the autopsy.

This is probably the most special investigation I've ever had, and I've been watched every move at 360 degrees, and I broke the victim's eyelids, checked the zombies, and the time of death was about an hour or so.

I looked at the incised stomach, although it was bloody, but the intestinal mucosa was not damaged and the killer seemed unprofessional.

I grabbed the victim's hand and looked at it, and there was some scraps in the nail stitches.

I sniffed under the nose of the deceased, and this motion led to a lot of talk, and a lot of people screamed, "Hey, what are you doing? ”

I ignored them, I smelled some medicine in the nostrils of the deceased, she had some fibers on her lips, her mouth and nose were covered, and due to the larger motion, it caused nasal mucosal bleeding.

I checked the pupils and joints of the deceased again, and since there is no way to sub-test them now, I can only speculate. Judging by some signs, the deceased inhaled some kind of high concentration of hallucinogenic drug, because the muscles of the deceased were loose, the pupils were in an exciting state, and the muscles became stiff when they struggled before death.

When I lifted the collar of the deceased, I found a strangulation mark underneath my neck, proving that the deceased had been strangled from behind, with some scent on the strangulation mark, but with a mixture of odors.

I stood up and looked around. Everyone avoided my sight. I turned around and found Song Jieza with his head rope. He hooked his finger and said: "Turn around! ”

“What? ”

Song Jie said, or turned around. I smelled it on her head. Song Jie asked with embarrassment, “What do you want? ”

I said, "What's that on your head? It smells so good. ”

Song Jiedao: “Hair, girl's hair is long, you have to use oil to comb it up. ”

I laughed, and I couldn't see this thing anymore, and now it's all with conditioner or something.

The village chief wondered, “Brother-in-law, have you found anything? ”

I told them the autopsy conclusion, and they heard it in the fog, and they were anxious to ask, "Who's the killer? ”

I lifted a finger, fingers pointed to the place, people retreated, and finally this finger stopped on the widow Cui Huan, and I shouted, “It's you! ”

Cuihuan opened his mouth in surprise: “Kid, what are you talking about? How could I do this after all these years of dedicated service to Granny Yan? Heaven and earth conscience, how I am usually human, you can testify for me! ”

I laughed: "There are many kinds of motives for killing, see financial uprisings, revenge killings, passion killings… or to cover up previous sins! Actually, you've handed the evidence over to me. ”

People were terrified for a while, and I pulled out the iron walnut wrapped in a handkerchief: “That's the proof! ”

The mayor said, “Big nephew, what's in it? ”

I arched my hand slightly: “I would like to ask the village chief to explain how this iron walnut was passed among the goddesses. ”

The mayor slowly explained: "Each generation of chosen goddesses will swallow it into their bellies, and when they die, they will be picked up from their bones and passed on to the next generation of goddesses. ”

I softly thanked him: "This thing is iron, and the main ingredient in the body's stomach acid is hydrochloric acid, which is soaked in hydrochloric acid for decades and can be severely rusted. But this iron walnut is still so smooth and round, Cui Huan, I suppose you know why? ”

Cui Huan bit his lip and looked panicked.

I suddenly opened my eyes and yelled, "Because the so-called ritual is a lie, no one has ever swallowed it in their bellies! ”