The Underworld Detective

Yellow Peach chewed his teeth and exclaimed: "Bloody parrot!” Then drew a gun and fired it at the top, which was just a warning shot.

The bloody parrot immediately climbed along the beam of the house to the top of a pile of building materials, smiling softly: "Come and grab me if you can. ”

I heard the rope cut, shouting, "Run! ”

The four of us quickly retreated, and the pile of building materials collapsed, turning to bury the passage and the bodies on the ground. When the dust dissipated, the blood parrot was not known.

Huang Xiaotao and I chased outside, looking around, there was obviously snow, but there were no footprints of her escape, Huang Xiaotao scolded angrily: "Damn woman! ”

I couldn't help but say, "Go to the autopsy! ”

Fortunately, the building materials that buried the bodies were not very heavy, and we spent half an hour cleaning them up, destroying many places where they had already begun to rot, staining them with dust and making autopsy more difficult.

I photographed the face of the deceased on my cell phone and identified him with Huang Xiaotao. This person was Pan Wende, who was in the building materials business. At last, all four suspects were dead.

I put on my rubber gloves, checked the time of death, and I said, "Don't you think it's a little suspicious that the bloody parrot suddenly showed up here? The deceased has been dead for about three days. The time of disposal may be about a day. Why did the bloody parrot come back? ”

“Destroyed?” Yellow Peach guesses.

“Then we bumped into each other… and it always felt a little deliberate.” I frowned.

The body was dressed in a shattered suit with multiple fractures all over its body, and I touched the broken bone with my hand, and the periosteum was free of bleeding and inflammation, all caused by death. I searched the victim's body, and my pockets were basically empty, and I sprinkled some seagrass powder on the neck, sleeves, and front, which were easily touched, without leaving any fingerprints, and it seemed that the killer's methods were constantly escalating.

Then I found the victim's lower body blurred, so I took off the victim's pants, and when I saw his lower body, Huang Xiaotao lowly shouted.

The victim's genitals were left with only a bloody piece of rotten meat, which, in shape, seemed to have been hit repeatedly by blunt objects. It seemed to be a hammer, Huang Xiaotao said: "Uterine punishment? ”

I shook my head and said, "No, this is the punishment of seclusion! ”

The sentence of solitary confinement is a kind of palace punishment used in ancient times against women prisoners, and it is written in ancient books: "Striking a woman in the chest with a gavel, that is, something falls and closes her house, can only drown, and humanity is obsolete forever.” This criminal law is to strike a female prisoner's uterus with a gavel, destroying her reproductive organs and rendering her permanently sterile.

Neither harm to women, nor humiliation, nor the effects of life, can be more cruel than the sentence of solitary confinement.

The deceased not only had his genitals smashed to pieces, but also suffered repeated blows to his lower abdomen, so I judged that the killer was recovering from an ancient prison term of solitary confinement.

I found a lot of blood in the legs of the deceased, and I put my nose together and smelled it, not only with blood on it, but also with urine and semen - liquid, which I took a look at in my pants, and on the feet of my pants.

As a matter of fact, the deceased certainly did not stand when he suffered the sentence of solitary confinement, and blood was unlikely to spill on his legs, or so much.

I looked at the foot of the deceased, and he had a lot of dirt on his feet and a lot of wear and tear, and I said, "Looks like he escaped after being sentenced! ”

“Escape? In this state...” Huang Xiao Xiaotong.

“Mmm!”

I took off the victim's clothes and sniffed them in my hand. They smelled of mold and engine oil, and it seemed like he had been in the car for a while.

I then examined him all over his body, with several abrasions and injuries on his body, but without beating him, as if he had been left on the way out. Then I noticed his back of his head stuck in a piece of soft, subcutaneous, full of bruising, and I touched it around, and the bottom plate had a radial bone fracture.

And then I opened the victim's mouth and looked into her throat, and there was some bloody foam in her trachea, and I said, “This is a very heavy blow to the head, and it puts the victim in a state of straightness on the spot. It's not a fatal injury, and I can't tell right now. However, there were no other traumatic injuries all over the victim's body, proving that the killer felt unnecessary to make up for the knife after a beating, so I thought the victim was shortly after the beating. ”

I listened to the internal organs of the deceased with auscultation wood, but the internal organs were not heavily damaged, and it seemed that this was a fatal wound to the head.

In other words, something unexpected happened to this murder! The killer failed to kill the deceased as planned, and it took some time before the deceased escaped to find him, kill him and load him here in a car to dump the body.

If the car that collided with us yesterday contained the deceased, then the murder should have occurred on New Year's Eve.

I was thinking about the body, when Huang Xiaotao received a call from Sun Bingxin, she spoke a few words and said: "The DNA test came out. ”

I said, "Find a waterproof cloth or a plastic bag and put the body back in! ”

Two cadets helped lift the body. The psychological qualities of the cadets who did not go through the scene were really bad. They put the body in the trunk and immediately threw up.

When we drove away, the sky was dark. When we arrived at the factory door, a strong ray of light came, and we saw a master standing in front of the courtyard, holding a flashlight in his hand and drinking, "Who are you? Who let you in? You didn't cut the lock on the door. ”

We got out of the car and Huang Xiaotao showed his ID: “Sir, we are police, we are investigating the case! ”

The old man's voice said loudly: “The police can't come in randomly to investigate the case. They also cut my lock. This is the New Year's Eve. The thieves who came in don't empty the warehouse. ”

I waved and asked the students to come over and ask them if they had any cigarettes. He lighted a cigarette and his emotions eased slightly. Turns out the old man is the janitor. He lives nearby. He just saw the courtyard door open upstairs and immediately came over.

My heart says it's a good time to come here. The killer didn't find out when he came in. It's better to find out when we came in.

I said, "Sir, who owns this warehouse, you know? ”

“I know! Boss Pan's, his uncle and I are old colleagues, see that I retire fine, just introduce me to the door, $4,000 a month. ”

If he knew the boss was in our car right now and didn't know what the look was, I suddenly thought of something, and he said, "By the way, what was this warehouse used to do? ”

“Before? It used to be a factory. It could have been a gas leak 20 years ago, and there was a big explosion, and then the land was auctioned off by the court and bought as a warehouse.” Grandpa replied.

When I heard about it, Huang Xiaotao and I were stunned and exchanged our eyes.