The Underworld Detective

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I thought that there was nothing to say about death, could it not be seen?

When I thought of it, I was suddenly excited. Could it be that ‘Jiangbei Residual Knife’ appeared again!

"Take me!" I called.

"Okay, come with me." Huang Xiaotao nodded.

We took the elevator to the fourth floor of the hotel. There were a few policemen standing in the corridor. There was a squatting black fat man in big pants, wearing disposable slippers in the hotel on his feet, and a thick, thick shirt hanging on his neck. Long big gold chain. Next to him was a young girl in a blanket, also squatting on the ground, her hands clasped to her head, and her long hair covering her chest.

In this scene, if a journalist carrying a camera is added, it will be the same as the anti-scam campaign in the news.

The policeman was asking them, and the black fat man said with a frown, "Comrade Officer, I have said that I truly love her, like that Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, not the relationship you think."

"It's useless to just say, take out your ID card and driver's license to see!" The policeman said.

"Did you bring it?"

"Who do you lie to, and the hotel where you live without an ID card?" The policeman sneered.

Wang vigorously grabbed me and said, "I'm going, Yangzi, have we gone to the wrong place and come to the scene of sweeping pornography?"

Huang Xiaotao said that it was the two who found the corpse. They came to the hotel to open the room at night and were working. Suddenly the mattress shook a bit, and opened it. There was a female corpse lying below! Frightened both of them, they immediately called the police.

When the police came, they found that the two seemed to be brokers and prostitutes, and they refused to show them their lives, so they remained deadlocked. They had informed the sweeping party to send someone to take over.

I laughed: "This fat man is really unlucky. I came out to have fun and encountered such a thing. I guess he has left a psychological shadow, and maybe he will not be able to harden for a few months."

Huang Xiaotao reluctantly smiled: "Who said no, staying at home can spread this kind of thing?"

Listening to what Huang Xiaotao said just now, I have determined that the murderer is not ‘Jiangbei Residual Knife’, because this arrogant guy does n’t even have the word ‘hidden corpse’ in the dictionary. Not only did he not hide, he also put out the dead body and provoked the police!

The black fat man was still talking to the police, and we passed by him to the room where the body was found.

Several police officers were busy at the scene. Huang Xiaotao said that they had collected more than a dozen sets of fingerprint samples from the furniture and walls, but the meaning was not significant because this is a hotel and there are people checking in every day.

I glanced into the bed, the entire mattress was lifted, and the female corpse was hiding underneath.

The female corpse was slender and had fashionable long hair, and all she wore was a chest-cover and panties. The skin is white and white, it is not natural white at all, but a white paper-like color.

She was stingy, eyes wide, and her hands were as stiff as chicken feet. All the characteristics hinted at the pain before her death.

Upon seeing this situation, Wang hides behind me with a strong slap, Huang Xiaotao said scornfully, "Why are you bringing this bag? Acting with laces to relax the atmosphere?"

Obviously, the last time Wang Wang stopped and fastened his shoelaces when the criminal was arrested, Huang Xiaotao still remembers it.

Wang vigorously defended: "I'm Yangzi's right assistant, he can't do without me!"

"Right!" I nodded helplessly, and then asked Huang Xiaotao: "Have the body moved?"

"Xiao Zhou of the technical group just took a photo with an ultraviolet lamp, and wanted to see if there were any fingerprints, and the others didn't move." Huang Xiaotao said.

"Did you find your fingerprint?" I asked.

Huang Xiaotao was about to answer. A young police officer with black-rimmed glasses and a combed oil head came over. He was so gentle that there was an arrogance between his eyebrows: "There are no fingerprints on the body, and there is no nail No dander left. "

Huang Xiaotao introduced: "This is Xiao Zhou, a master of the technical team, and has solved many homicides."

Xiao Zhou nodded proudly, and then turned his eyes to me: "You are Song Yang. Listen to the leader Huang said you would use an unheard ancient method of post-mortem examination, I just want to see!"

"Rewarded," I replied.

Xiao Zhou sneered suddenly: "But I bet you can't detect anything, because this case was not done by anyone."

His provocation has made me a little unhappy. The police are also human, and they are divided into various types. Xiao Zhou obviously belongs to the competitive and competitive type. I raised my eyebrows and said, "Are you so sure?"

"You know it by looking at it. Come and give them two pairs of gloves." Xiao Zhou beckoned dismissively.

A police officer brought over two pairs of rubber gloves. Wang and I put them on vigorously. I walked to the side of the body. Huang Xiaotao was going to take a lamp to take a picture of me. I said no.

The corpse's neck had a scary tooth mark, which revealed two large black blood holes.

I cut it with my fingers and found that the two holes were deep, which means that the teeth of the bite were very long and long, and they kept piercing the neck.

"Turn over!" I ordered.

When I turned the body over, I found that the body's chest and abdomen did not form blood shadows. Blood shadows were called by the ancients, and in modern times they are called corpses.

Since there is no blood, it means that the blood on the entire body of the deceased has been drained. No wonder the face will be so white!

Wang vigorously covered his mouth with his hands and said, "My God, this is not done by humans, it is done by vampires!" After that he even vomited.

"Don't be preconceived before the autopsy," I said.

At this time, Xiaozhou came over and said, "Detective Song, I just shot it with an ultraviolet lamp and a laser spectrum analyzer. There are no half fingerprints on the skin and clothing of the deceased. I don't think you should waste any effort ..."

When I heard this, there was a thorn in it, and I felt a little unhappy: "It's just that you didn't find it, it doesn't mean it doesn't."

"I have heard of your deeds. The last time you used a red umbrella to detect the traces on the body, leaving Qin's forensic doctor with nothing to say. Later, he wrote the application diligently and was transferred. IMHO, Qin The professional standards of forensic doctors are already good enough, but relying on their seniority to rely on the old to sell the old in the police force is really a shame to our police team. "Xiao Zhou said.

Huang Xiaotao smiled bitterly next to him. When Xiao Xiao came up and targeted me like this, there seemed to be some hidden feelings. I asked now: "You mean, you are better than Qin Forensic?"

"It's true. I studied in the United States. I studied trace identification and even listened to the lecture given by the detective Li Changyu! The equipment I used was also imported from the United States. There will be no traces that I can't detect. If it doesn't come out, there is only one possibility, it doesn't exist! "Xiao Zhou said smugly.

I glanced at the corpse. There is no dead body in the world that does not leave clues, and the corpse left by the "Jiangbei Residual Sword" is no exception. Xiao Zhou's words are too full.

I feel this person is a little bit nervous, intending to kill his spirit!

"You are so superstitious about the science of Americans? The autopsy requires methods, just like seeing a doctor. Is the most expensive medicine the best medicine? As long as the body has been touched, there must be traces." I said.

Xiao Zhou laughed suddenly: "Who can't tell me, you show it to me!"

"What if I check it out? Would you like to make a bet?" I sneered.

"Okay!" Xiao Zhou agreed quickly, looking around, and suddenly pointed with his hand to the ashtray on the nightstand: "If you can check it out, I will eat it there, if you don't check it out ... "

"If I didn't check it out, I would eat it with the ashtray!" I called.