The Underworld Detective

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After the forensic examination of the body surface began to dissect, Huang Xiaotao asked: "What do you think of his technique?"

I nodded: "The technique is very professional. The process of removing the ribs and removing the internal organs is done in one go. It feels like a forensic doctor with more than ten years of work experience, just a little."

Huang Xiaotao laughed: "What, Detective Song!"

I said, "The routine is serious!"

A forensic doctor has to examine many corpses, and gradually forms a fixed pattern. First, look at the eyes, then the mouth, then the body, and then dissect. This process does make the work process clear and organized, but it is easy to ignore some details. .

The deceased is not a car on the assembly line. They all follow a pattern. Many forensic doctors have been numb to the body for a long time, and it is easy to form this routine.

Huang Xiaotao nodded and said, "You are really hitting the nails! When this case is over, I feel I can hold a seminar to ask the forensic doctor in the bureau to improve it."

I laughed and said, "Why did you hurt me?"

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

I stared at the removed internal organs, and across the screen, there was not much information, so I went back and looked at the original appearance of the deceased again.

I was so absorbed that when the forensic doctor turned the deceased, I called out, "Strongly, get my autopsy umbrella!"

When I looked back, there was no Wang Dali but only Huang Xiaotao who was smirking at me. I said embarrassingly, "Sorry, I'm too involved."

Huang Xiaotao said, "You look handsome when you take it seriously."

I smiled shyly, and went back and looked again. There was a place where I watched many times. Huang Xiaotao asked me what I was looking at, and I explained, "Shoulder bone is injured. You see, there is a skin on the shoulder when I move. The imperceptible protrusion may be a bone fracture! It should have been hit by a murderer with a heavy object! "

Huang Xiaotao was shocked: "It's too strong, you can see the bone fracture across the screen."

I stared at the picture and sighed. My voice at the moment is the same as countless idiots who appreciate little **** in the middle of the night-"Change me! Change me!"

The fatal wound of the deceased was behind a puncture wound. The forensic doctor said: "The wound is suspected to be caused by a sharp weapon in the form of an awl. From the perspective of penetration, the killer is taller than the dead.

I read this paragraph five or six times and shook my head again and again: "It's a big mistake. The murderer is shorter than the dead, and the weapon is not an awl!"

Huang Xiaotao asked, "What's that?"

I replied, "It's a hook! The murderer hooked the deceased's back with a hook from below. If he was not kneeling or a dwarf, it should be only about one meter six. The shape of the hook piercing the body and the awl are a bit Like, but the hook is curved, and it will crack a little skin when pulled out. Do you see a flap on the wound that separates left and right? "

Huang Xiaotao almost put his face on the screen, looked at it for a long time and said, "It seems like it!"

I called Huang Xiaotao to take a scalpel, Huang Xiaotao asked in a fog, "Why do you want that?"

My mysterious saying: "It has its own magic!"

Huang Xiaotao went to the forensic laboratory to get a scalpel. I checked the screen. Huang Xiaotao realized: "I see. You are using the scalpel as a reference. This is too smart!"

The scalpels used by the police are of the same model. I use the scalpel as a reference and confirm the length of the wound to know the size of the weapon.

I calculated it and drew a curve on the paper: "The weapon is probably so big!"

Huang Xiaotao groaned with her hand on her chin: "Such a large hook is usually not seen, unless it is an iron hook that hooks meat in the slaughterhouse." Her eyes lightened: "There are only three slaughterhouses in Nanjiang City, I will immediately Call someone to check! "

Talking about her, she went out, and whenever there was a clue, she was more impatient than anyone else.

I continued to watch the video. The anatomical part didn't make much sense to me, but the contents of the stomach was an important clue. What the deceased had eaten during his lifetime, he could get a lot of information from it, and the forensic doctor would naturally not ignore this.

The forensic doctor cut open the stomach bag of the deceased, poured the liquid inside an aluminum pan, and analyzed the same, some vegetables and meat that did not disappear. Listening to the forensic analysis of the forensic doctor, I can't wait to smell the screen.

The assistant in the video suddenly called out, "What is this?"

The forensic doctor took out a paper ball from the stomach, because it was already stuck together, and it would definitely break if it was unrolled, so the assistant took it for the technical team to perform the test.

I shut down the computer, went to Huang Xiaotao, and said to her, "The forensic doctor found a paper ball in the stomach of the deceased. Is it in the exhibit room?"

Huang Xiaotao said, "I'm sending someone to the branch to get the evidence. It may take a while."

When I looked outside, it was getting dark, Huang Xiaotao said, "Well, you should go back to school first, and come back tomorrow morning. It is useless now."

I asked, "What day is it today?"

Huang Xiaotao said, "Wednesday, what happened?"

There are still four days before Sunday. The murderer may be looking for the next victim, and he has even been imprisoned. I didn't say it, for fear of Huang Xiaotao's heart.

I was about to explain to the heavens, the old man rushed over happily: "Xiao Song and Song, watch a video!"

I was surprised: "What video?"

The old man proudly said, "The video of the murderer killing me, I restored it, admire me!"

He talked about the principle. In fact, the video watched on the Internet is cached on the computer. Even the website did not expect that someone could restore it to a video file, so there was no defense against it.

I called Wang Dali vigorously and heard the noise of the Internet cafe across the phone. He also said shamelessly that he would check things in the library, and I cursed: "Come here!"

Everyone came to a conference room, turned on the projector, and Lao Ye restored all the videos that Prince Wang had watched. Once he operated it, a picture was cast on the wall. Lao Ye said: "The quality of the video may be a bit damaged. But it does not affect the viewing, I wish everyone a happy viewing! "

Everyone looked at the old man for a while, and soon the video started, and everyone's attention turned to the past.

It was dark at first, and only a man's breathing was heard, and the man shouted, "Let me out, what is this place, help!"

Then there was a voice changing: "Do you know what sin you have committed?"

The man shouted hysterically: "Crazy, I speak to your ancestor eighteenth generation, let me out!"

The voice changed, sneer: "You used your parents' hands and feet to abuse your mother, but you have no regrets, so you will be in this place for the trial of hell. Now you face a choice ... "

The light suddenly turned on. In a secret room, a man in a single suit was restrained in a 'big'-shaped organ, his hands and feet were fixed, and a sharp blade was placed on each of the arms and thighs, only a few feet away from the skin. In centimeters, he kept struggling and yelling.

The voice continued calmly: "I designed this mechanism for you. Your hands and feet are fixed, but you can still break free as long as you apply force. You should notice that there is a circuit system in the upper and lower body. With both hands, you will lose your legs, crawling out like a humble sinner; if you pull out your legs, you will lose your hands and you will be alone. "

Hearing this, the man growled and scolded a lot of bad words, but the voice ignored: "Make your choice! Cleanse your sins in the judgment of hell!"