The Underworld Detective

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Wang strongly saw us looking in the same direction at the same time, and immediately turned back, unable to stop it.

When he saw the sitting body, he screamed in fright, stepped back desperately, and screamed, "Song Yang, Song Yang, lie to the corpse!"

"Oh, don't you be so active? This is normal post-mortem spasm," I explained.

That being said, in this atmosphere, even seeing a corpse sitting up, even Huang Xiaotao looked scared.

I explained that about six hours after a person died, the muscles became stiff and they would bend the spine. The theory is like this, but in reality spasms after death are still relatively rare, and will only happen to younger deceased with stronger muscle fibers. This deceased corpse does indeed meet this feature.

Wang Dali was just frightened, and accidentally tore off the white sheet from a corpse. I looked at the man's face. It was the black panther who helped the boss Cao Da, because I had seen his picture before!

Now that the body has been found, I will start an autopsy. First, I will confirm the time of death. According to the pupils, dead bodies, and plaques, the death time is about four days. I took out the listening bones and prepared to listen, Wang Dali said, "Yangzi, can you let that elder brother lie down and just sit and look at us so straightly, my hair is getting mad."

I complained: "You have so much to do!"

I slammed in the past and clicked, and the sitting corpse lay back, and Wang vigorously scared his tongue to knot: "You broke his spine?"

I said, "The broken muscle fibers are sclerotic. There are no hot towels here. I can only do this. The people in the funeral home also do it, and it is rougher than me!"

I feel that my current state of mind is really the same as that of iron. I can not change my face when doing such things.

I came back to continue the autopsy. After listening to the bones, I found that the deceased's heart, lungs, and liver were extensively damaged, so I untied his clothes and found that there were no less than a dozen stab wounds on the chest, and the blood was already wiped Done. I put on rubber gloves to inspect the wound and said, "It is an open wound. The knife may have serrations. Judging from the shape of the wound, it was pushed in very close. It should be with the right hand. The murderer is not very skilled in making the knife. . "

Wang vigorously said, "It's unskillful to spit so many knives in one breath?"

I pointed at the wound in the heart and mouth and said, "The wound surface is uneven, which means that the blade was tilted during the process of pulling in and pulling out, and cut the surrounding skin. The expert made the knife straight, and the wound was flat like a fish mouth. So it must be done by a layman ... "

Huang Xiaotao said: "That is to say, not a professional killer, so many knives in one breath, the murderer must have deep hatred!"

I nodded: "The deceased is the boss of the underworld. There will be only a few enemies, and it is not surprising that the murderer has deep hatred."

I continued to take off the deceased's trousers. When the trousers were taken off, the deceased's stuff bounced like a small wooden stick. Huang Xiaotao frowned, and turned his face awkwardly. I flicked my hand and laughed, "The chicken is hard!"

Huang Xiaotao scolded: "You, you have a bit of temper. I found that you were judged to be the same as usual when you were performing an autopsy."

I said, "Sorry, I think it's too depressing here, and I want to be active ..."

They cried together: "Are you as active as you are?"

Huang Xiaotao blushed and asked, "Yes, how could that thing be in a state of eruption?"

I said, "If the blood does not return after death, the corpus cavernosum will always be congested. If there is an erection at the moment of death, this state will be maintained after death."

Wang vigorously inferred: "So, the deceased was crackling?"

I shook my head: "It's not necessarily true. A person's suffocation will produce a strong pleasure, and it is not uncommon to have an erection-up after death."

Wang Dali said, "I was killed with a knife!"

I explained: "The knife is just the direct cause of death. Where is the fatal knife in which position and which organs stop moving is the real cause of death! If it is in the lungs, the blood will block the trachea and cause suffocation."

Having said that, I asked Wang Dali to help me bend the knees and arms of the deceased, and I constantly listened to the movements of the joints, using autopsy to determine the posture of the deceased when he died. When we did this, the deceased's stuff kept dangling in front of his eyes and was very dazzling.

Wang Dali asked weakly, "Will this thing shoot?"

I listened intently to the bone sound and said casually, "Yes, be careful!"

Wang vigorously moved his face away nervously.

Then I asked Wang Dali to lie down on an empty bed next to him, and his boss reluctantly did so. I kept fine-tuning his joints, and finally fixed it in a pose, saying, "This is the moment the dead died."

Wang flexed his legs and extended his hands, Huang Xiaotao frowned. "What is this strange posture?"

I ordered: "Wang Dali, try it upside down!"

Wang turned over vigorously, propped his hands on his bed, and bent his knees. Huang Xiaotao immediately understood: "Before the deceased's death, the relationship between men and women was happening."

I said, "Yes!" Then he used the bone of the bone as a dagger, gesturing toward Wang Wang's chest: "Combining the position and distance of the middle knife, the identity of the killer is clear at a glance."

Huang Xiaotao wondered: "So, is it a woman? Aren't Zi said, wasn't there anyone at the time?"

I corrected: "His original words were that there was no living person in the room. This contradiction may be the key to solving the case. We shall examine the corpse first."

Wang vigorously asked, "Can I come down?"

I ordered: "Keep that posture!"

Then he got into bed and got under Wang Dali, and Wang Dali blushed: "Sister Xiaotao is here, not playing in the dormitory, would you pay attention?

I said, "Who usually has nothing to do with you in the dormitory, don't you cause any misunderstanding when you speak?"

Huang Xiaotao couldn't help it, I was just restoring the death process, and I could get a lot of valuable information. There is a fast-tracking master on the Song family ancestor called Song Xia. When investigating a corpse, he buried himself alive. When investigating a drowning case, he tied a stone to his feet and sunk in the lake. I followed his devotion. By comparison, it is really a little witch!

In order to be more realistic, I separated my legs and placed them on the outside of Wang Dali's legs. Wang Dali was embarrassed to the extreme: "Can't I let my classmates know if I go back to this matter? Otherwise I will lose my face ..."

I said, "Which time wasn't you telling me everywhere, hey, let's do business, you move a little!"

"Well, are you really playing?"

"I didn't ask you to take off your pants, quickly!" I urged.

Wang Dali began to move up and down awkwardly, and I stabbed him in the chest with a sturdy bone, and suddenly there was a flash of light, telling him to stop. Then I turned over from the bed and examined the deceased. Sure enough, there was a particularly long blade on the diaphragm. I said, "This is the first blade of the deceased. At that time, the deceased was moving up and down, and was caught by surprise. Long. In addition, from the crime I just restored, it is speculated that the murderer is about 1.5 meters tall. "

I looked up and down the chest of the deceased and said, "But there is something wrong here!"

Huang Xiaotao asked, "What's wrong?"

"The deceased is the boss of the underworld. Look at the old scar on his body. He must haven't been hit by the knife before. How could he have been foolishly beaten by more than a dozen knives?"

I knocked on my temple and thought, it seems that I can only continue to restore the death process. When I look back, I find that Wang Dali is gone. He said outside the door, "I'll go to the toilet and come back immediately!"

I scolded: "This boy, drop the chain when you need him!"

Huang Xiaotao laughed: "Shall we come back?"

I stumbled: "Ah?"