The Underworld Detective

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I thought that Wang Zizi had n’t known about finding faults at the school gate that day, but I really underestimated the school ’s gossip ability. Within two days, Wang Dali ran to me and asked, “Song Yang, I heard you talked to a The rich second generation was tearing at the gate of the school, and you smashed their car, is it true? "

I stumbled: "Whoever you listen to, I just said a few words to him, not to the extent of tearing, nor hitting other people's cars!"

Wang Dali said: "It's spread all over the campus. There are several versions, and there is another version that says you slap someone and then run away. The rich second generation begs you for forgiveness."

I immediately felt an urge to die. These people who spread the gossip had too little spirit of seeking truth from facts.

I honestly told the truth about Wang Dali, Wang Dali said excitedly: "Fuck you, they will give you a blank check and ask you to leave Sister Xiaotao. This plot is like a movie!"

I explained: "It's all after nineties, I guess he also learned from movies."

The practice of Wang Gongzi is pure pretense, because the check has a withdrawal limit, otherwise I would just fill in 10 billion yuan, wouldn't he be bankrupted instantly?

Wang Dali said: "No, I have to tell everyone the truth and return your innocence!"

After saying that Wang Dali ran out like a rabbit, I could n’t stop it.

In the following March, Nanjiang City was calm and calm. Although there were some small cases during this period, I did not need to show up. Many students in the school have started to look for work. Even Wang Dali often disappeared and said to do it. Market research lays the foundation for future entrepreneurship.

I asked him what he wanted to create? Every time, he hissed to mysteriously, if Wang Dali really wanted to start a business, I would give him a million yuan as the startup capital.

One day in mid-March, Huang Xiaotao called me and I asked, "Are there any other cases?"

Huang Xiaotao said, "Instead of a case, we might have encountered a little trouble. It was an explosion, and the body was torn apart. Can you come?"

I replied, "Come right now!"

Huang Xiaotao told me the location of the incident. Today Wang Dali was absent, so I took the tools and rushed there. The location of the incident was an old bungalow. It was a blessing that it didn't affect the neighbors. The entire house had been razed to the ground and burnt rubble was everywhere. The police walked around to search for the corpse. Piece.

I saw Sun Bingxin squatting on the ground, with a tarpaulin in front of it, and some charred corpses on it. She was worried about how to recover.

Huang Xiaotao stood beside her and saw me coming and said to me, "Song Yang, you can come."

I spit my tongue out: "This is really thorough!"

Huang Xiaotao smiled bitterly: "No, the residents nearby heard a loud noise last night, shaking the house, and the furniture was shaking. We ran over and saw the flames soaring in the sky. We rushed in early in the morning, and we only got to find the quarter when we were busy One of the corpses ... "

She briefly explained the current situation. The deceased was a middle-aged divorced machine factory worker who lived alone. The police found a dynamic update on his WeChat last night, saying: "Tired of this world, farewell "The residue on the scene proved to be a gas explosion, but Huang Xiaotao found that all the main load-bearing structures of the building were bombed. This is too accurate. Besides, suicide did not need to make such a big movement, so everyone agreed that it was Fake suicide.

When talking, the police found some dead bodies, and Sun Bingxin said, "Brother Song Yang, you can use my last hand to help me recover the dead body!"

I squatted down to check it, took a pair of tweezers from the toolbox and took off the epidermis of the corpse. I looked at it with the pupil of the hole, and found something wrong, so I sniffed it up.

The bodies of humans and pigs, cows, and sheep are made of protein and fat. The roasted human body also reveals a meaty aroma, so it makes people feel particularly disgusting.

"Brother Song Yang, brother Song Yang, are you listening to me?"

Sun Bingxin shouted several times before I went back to God. I replied: "I'm afraid this time, it was a pile of bones last time. This time it was burnt to death. Throwing it into the water will destroy it."

Sun Bingxin was surprised: "Isn't the deceased killed? Why do you say it was a corpse?"

I said, "Come and see, there is a jelly-like substance under the carbonized epidermal tissue of the corpse. This is liquefied fat. The blood vessels below are rosy and have swelled. This must be produced by slowly baking with a low fire. , The high heat of the explosion is impossible. "

I used tweezers to cut open the dead body and showed it to her. Sun Bingxin brought her heads together, and we both focused on looking at the dead body. We didn't notice that the heads were close together. Huang Xiaotao suddenly coughed loudly and said, "Song Yang, do you mean, this is the ruins?"

I looked around and nodded: "Very thorough killings, even a little overdone!"

Huang Xiaotao asked in amazement: "Excessive, what do you mean?"

I said, "The corpse was originally in a state of corpse burning. Burning was the best way to destroy evidence, but it exploded in pieces. Is this a bit overdone. Does the killer not even want us to see the corpse or this corpse It itself reveals some criminal information! "

I suddenly noticed that there was a chicken-claw-like thing on the tarpaulin. It was the hand of the deceased. I repeatedly observed it in my hand. Sun Bingxin said, "The palms are not fist-shaped, which means that they were not burned to death."

I groaned, "Kill someone, roast it over low heat, and then blow it up again. Is the murderer abnormal?"

Sun Bingxin slaps his hands and yells, "Ah, I see. The murderer is a maniac cult who believes in cults. He roasted the deceased to the outside, but only eats the guts of the deceased, so he gets Power, and then put a bomb in the deceased's belly, banging it into pieces. "

Huang Xiaotao patted his head: "Miss Sun, you're thinking again!"

The speaker was unintentional, the listener was attentive, and when I heard the word 'internal organs', I picked up some corpses and peeled off the carbonized epidermis. I felt that the signs of the deceased's corpse burning were not typical. At first I thought it was slowly roasting on a small fire, but I felt there was something wrong. Now I suddenly understood it.

I searched in the corpse and Huang Xiaotao asked, "Ah, what are you looking for?"

I said, "Internal organs!"

I didn't find the internal organs after looking around. Is it really like Sun Bingxin said that the internal organs have been eaten?

I instructed Sun Bing and said, "Thank you for a carb hemoglobin test."

Sun Bingxin agreed, took some corpses and went to a large police car for testing. Huang Xiaotao asked me if my body could recover? I looked at the police officer who was still searching for corpses on the rubble, and shook his head and sighed, "It's a bit difficult, and I don't think it makes much sense."

"How do you say that?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

I explained: "The murderer used an explosion to cover up not the identity of the deceased, but the cause of the deceased's death. Wait for Sun Bingxin's test result. I will fight as much as I can!"