The Underworld Detective

“All right, all right! ”

The director took us to the archives to find out about the serial killings of that year, but unfortunately I don't have the details yet.

The name of the suspect was dug up on the one given by the Knife God. Judging by the length, it was three names. Theoretically, as long as the text is written on it, the paper under it leaves a shallow mark, which can be reproduced with a pencil application, but the person who destroyed the evidence carefully went to take the electric iron and ironed every piece of paper, so thoughtful that I had to suspect that it was made by Grandpa!

The last few pages of this file in the county are missing. From the scratches, it was torn before, and the director is not clear about it.

I swept the list of police officers involved in the case, used the eyes of the Pluto to write it down and return it to the archives. After thanking the Director, he said he would arrange accommodation for us, and we could find him anywhere else we needed help. We weren't that brazen and the hotel was still looking for us.

When Sun Bingxing arrived at the hotel, he was eager to find out what tourist attractions there were. Suddenly, I felt bored and came every 20 years to restart the investigation. How do I find out? Where do I find out? Totally dog-biting hedgehogs with no lower teeth.

Huang Xiaotao consoled me: “You don't have to worry too much. There are some things in the world that can't be done. If you can't find out, let's just go back for two days, and then again, Xingxing may be all set up by the knife gods? ”

I shook my head: “I know the word 'justice' is a little inappropriate for a criminal, but I'd like to say that he is a criminal, but he has a sense of justice. He's not the insidious, sly enemy of a dog trainer, and I think he must want me to know something. ”

Sun Bingxin asked: "Do you want to go to Lushou Mountain? I hear the scenery is particularly beautiful! ”

Huang Xiaotao replied: “Not interested! ”

At this time, there was a siren outside, and Huang Xiaotao raised his eyebrows: “There's a case, should we go check it out? ”

I waved, "I'm idle too. Let's go! ”

Sun Bingxin also had to come together. The three of us came to the station. Turns out there was a suicide jump. The body fell off the 16th floor and fell particularly badly. He was sent to the forensic doctor with a body bag by police officers.

Our three outsiders stood here very eye-catching, and a lot of police officers looked at us curiously and asked us what we were doing, and Huang Xiaotao showed his ID.

And a fat cop came out, and he was calling, “What, are you sick? There's a case here... see if you can send one from the students, it's a suicide jump, it's not that hard. ”

Sun Bingxin smiled at me and walked over very politely and said: "Hello, is there no forensic duty? ”

Fat policeman asked vigilantly over the phone: "You are..."

Sun Bingxin revealed his ID: “We are a special case team from Nanjiang City. Me and this brother are forensic doctors in the group. If no one is there, we can work on our behalf. ”

Fat policeman slapped his thigh, "That's very helpful. Come on, come inside. ”

Huang Xiaotao smiled at Sun Bing and whispered: “This girl is so smart! ”

When he led us in, Officer Fatty said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes. Our little county is staffed with only two forensic doctors. One went to Lanzhou for a meeting. One just got sick and is getting sad! ”

I said, "Are the two forensics enough? ”

“Not enough, definitely not enough. To be honest, we have only 30 percent autopsy rate of unnatural deaths on our side, but there is no way, talent has gone to the big city, who would like to come to this small northwest county.” Officer Fatty sighed.

Sun Bingxin took two pairs of rubber gloves and handed them to me. I put them on and looked at the dead body on the bed. This is a woman, about 24 years old, greased and powdered on her face, dressed like a demon, with multiple fractures all over her body, bleeding all over her body, fractured ribs, and fake joints formed in her small arms.

Faced with a body that would scream, Sun Bingxin's first sentence was: "Eh, Chanel's dress! ”

I said, "Forget about the dress, take some blood and test it to see if it's ever been drugged before, especially the anesthetic. ”

“Okay, can I use the lab next to you? ”

Sun Bingxin asked Fat Officer, and Fat Officer replied in unison: "Okay! Okay!”

I listened to the organ of the deceased with the osteotomy, and almost all of his guts fell, but this was within normal limits of his death. While listening, I noticed that the body hair of the deceased was heavy, but a large piece of hair was missing from the abdomen. I touched it with my hand. It felt like a new shave. I put my nose together and smelled it. It smelled like a razor.

And then I split the leg of the deceased, and I checked -- the body, the deceased seemed to have early symptoms of gonorrhoea, but there was no sexual activity before she died.

Fat officer thinks I'm a forensic surgeon, whispers, “Comrade Little, don't you want an autopsy? Is there some kind of equipment missing? ”

“I never dissected it!” I replied.

“How are we going to do that?” Fat officer curious for a moment.

And I smiled and I said, "Peach, open the window! ”

Huang Xiaotao pulled open a hundred-page window, where the sun was particularly bright and the effect of using the coroner's umbrella had not been so good in a long time. Only under the coroner's umbrella were some fingerprints and signs of beatings on the body, mainly concentrated in the upper body, sufficient to demonstrate that this was not an ordinary suicide case.

Fat officer was shocked to take a cold breath and asked timidly: "What kind of instrument are you using, more than an ultraviolet spectrometer? ”

I took the autopsy umbrella and gave it to Huang Xiaotao. "As you can see, it's just an umbrella! ”

“Uh, are you really a forensic doctor?” Officer Fatty looked at me strangely.

I thought it would be better to explain, save him a misunderstanding, and tell him that I was actually a fake. Fat officer was surprised, so half did not say anything, and finally asked: "This... I have absolutely no disrespect. I'm just a little curious. Does your bureau approve the involvement of a cop in solving the case? ”

I laughed: "The white cat, the black cat, is a good cat to catch a mouse, the technical means used in forensics —— chemistry, pharmacology, medicine, trachomatics -- are mostly absorbed from other disciplines, the means to solve a case can be used, and I'm a non-editorial member, just a consultant. ”

Fat police chief shouted 'oh’ and went back to the case. I said: "The deceased had some signs of beatings left over from his life. Since the fall was all wounded, it was not easy to tell, Peach, help me turn over the deceased...”

Fat officers came immediately to help, we simply lifted the body slightly, the body had become like this, and the massive displacement would cause the spots and viscera to shift. I cooperated with Fat Officer holding the waist of the deceased by hand, and let Huang Xiaotao lift the umbrella behind her. She slowly turned the autopsy umbrella. When a shadow of the umbrella fell on the waist of the deceased, two clear fingerprints appeared on it, which should have been left by an adult male.

Officer Fat couldn't help but sigh of cool air and sigh: “Wow! You're a big city expert! ”

I grinned, "Obviously, the victim was pushed from a height. Oh, you can put it down. ”

After I put it down, I went on to explain: "The victim's abdomen and chest were shaved off with some hair, and I found some shattered hair on the soles of my feet, possibly the victim's own, when she and the killer seemed to have had a push and argument. I noticed some undetectable strangulation marks on the wrists of the deceased, like being tied to lighter materials such as silk..."

“s-m?” asked Huang Xiaotao.

This reminds me that I asked her to help me scratch the hands and feet of the deceased, take the osteowood and listen to the joints. This was not the last movement of the deceased, but tendons and bones would also leave some memories if they were anchored in a certain position for a long period of time before life.

Finally, I came to the conclusion that the deceased was indeed stretched out of his limbs during his life, most likely tied to a queen bed, dressed like a sex worker, and possibly called home by a guest to play s-m!

But this Guest's preference was a little odd, and he started shaving the hair on the chest and abdomen of the deceased, who immediately broke free of the rope (which should not be very tight) and had an argument with the killer.

And accidentally pushed down the stairs?

No! Whether intentional or unintentional, we have to wait for Sun Bingxin's test results.