The Underworld Detective

Inspector Hou asked me, "Counselor Song, why are these brothers fighting so hard? ”

I said, "Maybe it was something that caused the conflict. ”

My answer was completely bullshit, but Officer Hou thought seriously for half a day, and I could tell that his attitude towards me had changed dramatically, he asked: “What's the specifics? What do you think? ”

And I said, "This is not an autopsy. ”

Inspector Hou laughed out loud: “You're right, the two brothers have to go to that village for more visits. ”

At that time, the officer came in with an envelope in his hand, and Officer Hou answered: “Counsellor Song, these are the photos we took at the scene. Would you like to take a look at them? ”

I picked it up from his hand, and from the photographs, the scene was quite messy, and there was a lot of blood on the wall and on the ground, and there was debris all over the floor, and a lot of furniture had fallen over. My brother's body was crooked next to a steel bed, and my brother's body was dumped at the entrance to the room.

And I said, "Who lives in this room? ”

“Brother Xu Kaifu lives there.” Officer Hou replied.

And I nodded, and I kept looking, and I saw the female victim fall on the floor, her legs bent, her hands reaching forward as if they were holding something, her eyes wide open, her eyes almost pounding out, and her nostrils clotted with blood.

Officer Hou pointed to the photograph of the female deceased: “This is also a big question in this case. The female deceased was found in the courtyard with strange death marks. I discussed it with colleagues. Someone felt it was a spasm caused by a head blow. What do you think, Counselor Song? ”

I said, "Let's take a look at the body first! ”

I returned the body to him, when Song Xingsheng returned, and took what I wanted, I told him to put it there first.

The fatal wound of the female deceased, also striking, was a very blunt blow to the right of the central part of the skull, breaking the entire valve skull, trapping it into the cranial cavity and causing serious damage to the scalp, seeping some glue-like tissue and blood from the wound.

I measured the area around the wound with my finger, and I figured out how the killer hit it! The murder weapon could be something like a chair leg because of its similar shape and the presence of some undetectable dirt and sand grains on the wound.

I told Officer Hou that he would look back for the deceased's DNA on the leg of the chair that had been lost at the scene.

I closed my eyes and restored it imaginatively. The female deceased was supposed to be on her knees. The murderer stood on the right hand side of the female deceased. He raised his hands to the chair leg and struck her down with a heavy blow! The deceased was in shock at the scene and fell on his knees, twitching constantly on the ground, which led to what Officer Hou called a strange death warrant.

After trying to figure out what it is, we need to figure out why the deceased took the killer's blow unprotectedly in such a position.

The female victim had some scratches on the inside of her arm, like a knife, but they weren't too deep and messy, so I couldn't figure out how it was done for a while.

I picked up the woman's arm and noticed a long scratch on it. The first reaction was to take the blade with my bare hands, but it didn't resemble much, because the wound was more like a scratch than a scratch.

There was also a shallow scratch on the root of the thumb, and I thought I understood that the deceased had something as sharp in her hand, a broken plate or glass, and she had tried to resist.

But that still doesn't answer the first two questions, so I'm going to use necropsy here once.

Because the female deceased died very suddenly, and after death was placed in a very cold environment, she still maintained some muscle activity, which is the ideal state to use necropsy, making me this recessive pervert also a little ticklish!

I removed a long stick from Song Xingsheng's bag, tied the elastic strap on it evenly, made the end into a live buckle, put it on the victim's hands, Officer Hou asked quite puzzled: “Counsellor Song, what is this strange trick? It's like a pulley puppet. ”

I said, "Take this head, please!” Then call the police next door: “You take that one! Tighten the elastic band, but not too tight... OK, that's it. ”

They held a long stick in their hands and couldn't understand a thing.

I asked them to keep this motion, and then rub a few needles in one direction on the magnet, and when they were ready, I said, "Gentlemen, what happens next is completely scientific, so don't be afraid! ”

Officer Hou shook: “Counsellor Song, why am I so scared? ”

I laughed, I didn't mean to sell it, I didn't want to frighten them, just play it out, and I said, "I'm going to let the body move and repeat what she did before she died, which has nothing to do with ghosts or anything, it's purely the bioelectric residue in the body. ”

“Ah!” Officer Hou opened his eyes: “Move... move, Counselor Song, I think it's better not to. ”

“Scared?” I glanced at him.

“Afraid? How could I be? I'm afraid to scare the two newcomers.” Inspector Hou was very strong.

I stopped talking to him and asked Song Xingsheng to come over and lift the body's shoulder up, then I grabbed it under my hand and inserted the magnetic needle one by one into the corresponding cave, and when I inserted the last one, the body moved by hand.

“Ouch!” A police officer shouted: "Captain, the dead move! ”

“Nonsense, you must have shaken your hand.” Officer Hou's face was pale for a while.

“No, no, no, really not me!” The police panicked.

And I comforted them again, and I said, "It's just a way to do autopsies. People are dead. Dead people are dead. What's the difference from a table? ”

Officer Hou swallowed the spit: “If my table looks like this, I wouldn't dare eat on it. ”

I laughed, it seemed that the magnetic pulse in the spine of the deceased was a little weak, so I held the magnet and gently scraped the tail of the needle from the bottom to the top. I saw the deceased's arm shaking like a twitch, shaking slowly, swinging at once.

“Ah!! Move, move!” Officer Hou shouted.

I was afraid they would lose their chains and say to Song Xingsheng: "Change! ”

Song Xingsheng and I picked up the long stick from left to right, and the three of them backed to the roots of the wall, staring at each other. The victim's arm was like a chop, swinging forward all of a sudden, I stared at the frozen white arm and suddenly understood.

“That's enough, take it! ”

I quickly put all this away, and Officer Hou's heart palpitated, “Counsellor Song, which master taught you this hand? ”

I said, "I'll explain later. Did you see what the victim did? ”

“I see it!” Inspector Hou imitated: “What is this? ”

I told them to back off, and then I lay on the ground, imitating the position of the dead: "This is how the dead lay on the ground before they died.” Then I listened to the bone tree: “She held a triangular piece of broken glass or china in her hand, poking it down to the ground like this. ”

“What's this all about?” Officer Hou asked.

“She's trying to kill someone!” I have to conclude.

“What? You mean, the deceased used to assault someone, who is that person?” Officer Hou asked.

“The first two victims had no corresponding injuries, so it was one of the murderers who was crushed by the female victim.” I analyzed.

“One of the murderers, you mean..." Officer Hou seems to understand.

“Yes!” I stood up and looked around: “Actually, there were two murderers! ”