Forensic without kites

Chapter 337 The code is treacherous (6)

Under the strong light at this moment, the messy scene is like the sound of a monster vomiting blood, which is frightening.

The portal in the alley has already been sealed by the criminal police.

The identity of the deceased was quickly confirmed-Ai Zhifeng, male, a juror at the BJ City Higher People's Court, 35 years old, currently single, and owns a two-bedroom house in the third ring road.

"Be good..."

Wu Yuan glanced at it, only to see Mo Bai staring at the fragmented corpse and muttering to himself.

"Let's start recording," she said.

"Ah?" Mo Bai recovered from his panic, hurriedly took out the notebook he carried with him, typed the pen, held it tightly, and said, "Well, section chief, I'm listening."

"It's not me who sums it up, it's you who sums it up." Wu Yuan said.

"Ah, then who will take the notes?" Mo Bai stared a little.

"Jiang He, come here," Wu Yuan said.

"But the section chief, I...I..." I can't, Mo Bai wailed in his heart.

But Wuyuan didn't give him a chance to complain, and looked at him with her arms crossed and a gloomy face, as if as long as he said no, just the cold temperature in her eyes could tear him apart.

Look at Gu Jingnian again, staring at the pen and ink left by the murderer on the wall, silent, with a terrifying expression on his face.

Those pictures made up of some dots and dashes were painted with red paint, no matter how Mo Bai looked at them, he thought they were made by three-year-old children.He didn't see any information about the murderer from Gu Jingnian's mouth.

"Dead...the dead..." At last he had to try to analyze it.

"The deceased's cornea had hemorrhage...the gums were blackened, the teeth were bluntly traumatized with gingival contusions...the deceased's chest and abdomen had contusions of the corresponding pattern formed by the whipping of the dog chain and..." He paused, then squatted down next to the corpse , observe carefully. "Hammer-faced bruises on the dead man's back...same!"

He stood up suddenly, walked to another stretcher, flipped over the head of the deceased with his fingers, and said, "The pattern scratches caused by the rebar on the head are very obvious..."

"What is the fatal cause of the deceased?" Wu Yuan glanced at him.

"It was definitely not the rebar hitting the head that caused the death of the deceased." Mo Bai affirmed.

"Oh, talk about it."

He stood up again and walked back to the original stretcher.

"He was strangled to death." He was silent for a while, then suddenly said.

"The deceased's cornea was hemorrhaging, which is a reflection of life caused by strangulation. At this time, the deceased is still alive."

"Continue." Wuyuan's voice unknowingly became heavier.

"The large number of contusions suffered by the deceased were all caused by the violent beatings on the body by the murderer after death. Look." Mo Bai has calmed down, pointing his index finger at the spleen of the deceased, and a large black blood network appeared on the visceral surface , "The spleen has a large area of ​​hyperemia, but the surrounding tissues have no response in life. This is the form of contusion and edema after death."

"One more thing - he has been dead for 24 hours." Mo Bai finally raised his head and said.

"From where do you judge?" Wu Yuan's voice could not hear any emotion.

People around were attracted by Mo Bai's sudden burst of tension.

Mo Bai said directly: "When the corpse spot does not match the position of the corpse, it means that the corpse has been moved. If the corpse is moved after 24 hours of death, since the corpse spot has been fixed, the shape of the corpse spot is permanent. Although the corpse has been dismembered , but for the corpse spots in the wet period, because the hemoglobin-stained liquid not only penetrates into the interstitial spaces, but also infiltrates the tissue cells, giving the corpse a color. As the decay continues, the skin incisions of the corpse plaques turn dark purple or black blue..."

"So this corpse was moved here by the murderer from the original scene of the crime after death." Mo Bai finished the last sentence calmly.

Breathing sounds can be heard all around.

Even Jiang He's voice of taking notes was slowed down.

It turns out that Mo Bai's recruitment into the forensic department by the provincial department was not groundless, and he was a hidden potential stock!

"Yeah." Wuyuan glanced at him, her voice was neither high nor low.

But Mo Bai jumped up immediately, he jumped to her side, regardless of the dark red blood of the corpse on his palm, "Hey, what's the matter, section chief, are my analysis all right?"

"All right." Wu Yuan never hesitated to praise what was right.

"Oh! That's great!" Mo Bai said happily.

"Okay, move the body back to the dissecting room." Wu Yuanxiang glanced at the dark figure silently in the corner and said, seemingly unintentionally.

"Okay, let's go, section chief, I'll go with you!" Mo Bai said.

"What about me? I won't go back, you are in charge of the autopsy." She said lightly.

"Ah! Me!" Mo Bai yelled, thinking of the viciousness of this case, he was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he jumped up again.

"But the section chief..."

"Shut up!" Suddenly a very stern voice came to him.

He was so frightened that Gu Jingnian glanced towards him at some point, his eyes seemed to swallow him up.

(End of this chapter)