Forensic without kites

Chapter 149 Blood on the Nib (52)

Zeng Xuan's body had indeed been dead for more than four days.

In this regard, Gu Jingnian, relying on his strong experience, set an impeccable time frame for the forensic department.

No, Zeng Xuan should have been dead for five days.Exactly.

The corpse has already taken on the view of a giant.

Strip off the clothes of the deceased and lay them flat on the dissecting table.It was really hard for Mo Bai to imagine that this unrecognizable corpse was a 22-year-old female college student who was still in high spirits six months ago.

He was neatly dressed, with his hands raised flat on his chest, staring at the swollen black abdomen of the dead, which was higher than his eyesight, and the huge face that shone dimly under the bright overhead light, his mood surged An indescribable pain and anger.

The welt marks on the body of the deceased were criss-crossed, and some marks of scars had been firmly engraved on the black and blue skin. The earliest time of these scars was six years ago, and the latest was five days ago.

Five days ago, the murderer tortured the victim for a long time before committing the murder, whipping her and throwing her... Such inhumane and cruel acts of violence left an extremely stimulating psychological journey on the murderer.

Mo Bai sniffed, his eyes felt a little sour, and he wanted to shed tears, but suddenly remembered that the section chief was not there.Today's dissecting room is left to him alone. At this time, he must not cause trouble to the section chief, cause mistakes, and make her lose face.

Thinking of this, he took another deep breath.He raised his head abruptly, forcing back the tears in his eyes.

Take out the camera and fix it first.

Now, his first step is to discharge the corrupted gas in the corpse and restore the simple appearance of the deceased.

He picked up the scalpel in his hand from the enamel square plate, pointed the knife point down and gently picked at the bulging abdomen of the corpse.

laugh!
The decomposed corpse suddenly looked like a huge deflated balloon. The fireball rolled around, getting smaller and smaller, and finally lay flat and motionless on the ground.

Mo Bai came out from the corner and turned on the exhaust fan in the room to the maximum.

He held his breath for a moment, until the pungent corpse smell near his breath gradually disappeared in the air, and then he came out from the corner.

The deflated corpse was wrapped in a layer of wrinkled skin, and the youthful and beautiful appearance of the young girl seemed to be faintly visible under the cold light.

Mo Bai lowered his eyebrows, bent a finger of his right hand, inserted it into the genitals of the deceased, and paused.It was quickly drawn out.

Now, he flexed his finger on the dissecting table and did not move.

Only under the glare of the light, one could vaguely see a slight redness at the tips of his eyes.

After a while, he picked up a small viscera knife from the enamel square plate, took out the genitals, ganggate, rectum, uterus and accessories of the deceased in turn, and placed them on the stainless steel organ plate.

He put down the knife, and his sexual organs seemed to be crying softly under the bright light.

The long-term forced and violent sexual intercourse caused the deceased's uterine membrane to completely fall off.And her vulva and intestines had very serious old tearing injuries.

Her ****mo has been destroyed long ago, and the destructive force suffered is very powerful.

Flipping through the pile of organs in his hand, the sore and painful feeling began to flood Mo Bai's chest again.

What happened to the deceased?How inhuman would the murderer she had to face alone be?

Animals are not as good.

With a stiff face, he pulled out a long iron nail from the womb with his fingers.Looking up, a hot tear dripped quietly on the black and blue face of the deceased.

The dead man's mortal wound, he found.

The iron nails punctured the organ, causing a protracted and fatal internal hemorrhage.

She's not going to die anytime soon.

Just like the murderer tortured her, in the slow, suffering, life is worse than death, and finally died in a strong pain.

Mo Bai finally shed tears.

And that black nail seemed to be glowing with mottled tears in the light.

　Outside the window at this moment, there was a strong wind and heavy rain.I have never encountered this kind of weather during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but this kind of weather is really suitable for today when the case is on the verge of being closed~~ Then write an update and send another update
　　
　
(End of this chapter)