Forensic without kites

Chapter 115 Blood on the Nib (18)

Zhang Ziqian resisted the strong discomfort in his throat, but he couldn't help but shudder when he said the words:
"Wuyuan, you said, the murderer hollowed out the chest of the deceased in the library? Impossible, it doesn't look like it. A laparotomy would require a lot of blood. But look, there is only a small amount of blood on the floor where the deceased lay. how to explain."

She didn't speak, turned her head, and saw Gu Jingnian holding the sharp-tip surgical scissors with calm eyes, cutting the suture thread across the chest of the deceased.

Afraid of causing adverse effects on the temperature of the corpse, the heating was not turned on in the library at this time, and the air was a bit cold.Wuyuan has lived in BJ for a long time, so he doesn't care about the concept of coldness.She's used to BJ's erratic climate.However, the biting cold air emanating from the man at this moment made her hairs stand on end.

He lowered his head, his deep and handsome profile was covered with a thick layer of frost.

In the crowd, someone took a deep breath.

The cross-shaped gut was cut by the sharp knife, and the man's slender fingers got into the ugly gap.It didn't take long, the chest and abdomen with yellow light on both sides hung softly on the ground, and the blood dripped down on the white tiles along the thick yellow fat.

"Oh my god, my god, my god! Section chief, why are there no internal organs, they are all gone!"

Mo Bai was so frightened that his face paled, his body jumped up involuntarily, screaming and leaning against the bookshelf behind him.

Wuyuan frowned, and said in a cold tone, "All I have are internal organs. What are you making a fuss about, it's not the first day you participated in the autopsy!"

"I... I, section chief, then I'm really scared."

"Don't be noisy."

Gu Jingnian gave a low voice.

The black eyes stared at the empty chest and abdomen below, and the heart suddenly beat very fast.

His deep eyes glanced upwards, the half of the aisle above the deceased was dazzlingly white, and his tall nose moved.Immediately, he shouted in a low voice: "Jiang He, take the ultraviolet light!"

"Here we come, Captain. Any instructions?"

But he didn't speak, and with a cold face, he snatched the ultraviolet lamp from Jiang He's hand.

"Go, turn off the overhead sconce! Hurry up!"

Jiang He's heart was beating fast, he quickly turned around and ran towards the light gate.

Wu Yuan seemed to have guessed his intentions, stood up with her lips pursed, and lightly motioned for Mo Bai to follow.

Go past the dead man and enter through another aisle of bookshelves.

The overhead light was quickly extinguished, and under the irradiation of ultraviolet light, the aisle ahead turned a dazzling earth brown color.

Jiang He suppressed his voice, and called out in a deep and rough voice: "It's blood, it's blood!"

Even Zhang Ziqian changed his face, and shouted: "How could this happen! How could there be bloodstains in this corridor! When I came here, I didn't find anything at all, the floor is so clean..."

Gu Jingnian's face turned completely cold. He stood up, holding the flashlight tightly in his hand, and walked forward along the trace of blood stains in the ultraviolet light.

Several people followed closely behind him.

Someone seemed to be dragging the dead for a long distance.

The bloodstains were sparse at a relatively curved corner, and then, a somewhat obvious dragging mark appeared on the first bookshelf aisle at the corner.

"Deputy, deputy team, why is this area so scary? It's full of books, and I didn't even see half a table."

Aubai followed behind.

Zhang Ziqian nervously scanned the instruction label on the bookshelf.

- Ancient Greek literature.

In order not to let Aubai see the panic in his heart, he pretended to be calm and said: "Some libraries like to arrange some tables deep in the bookshelves. It is said that it is quieter and readers are not easily disturbed by the outside world..."

"Deputy team, why did your voice suddenly become so soft?"

Aubai suppressed his voice and interrupted him lightly.

"how could I know……"

　The murderer washed the blood away with bleach.But the bloodstains cannot be washed off, and there are still rare ones.Under ultraviolet light, the place where the blood was once shed will turn brown.

　　Suddenly, I found that my eyes began to go black, and the computer screen was a little blurry.Let’s make it tonight and continue in the morning~ However, I haven’t prepared the lesson yet, I feel sorry for you, but I’m sorry for my students
　　
　
(End of this chapter)