The Underworld Detective

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I'm sure there is a skirt in the soil, not a rag or something, because there are clear stitching on it.

Several people were stunned, Li Meijing couldn't help tying his tongue, "Senior, is it really a corpse underneath?"

I asked Wang Dali to bring the handbag and took a brush out of it. Wang Dali said, "How slow is it to take a brush? I have a small shovel on my car, get it for you?"

I cursed, "Don't dig for treasure!"

Ding Xu suddenly cried Tao, and hysterically shouted: "Don't dig! Don't check it anymore! Let's go back quickly!"

I called Wang Dali and Zhang Cheng to control him, and they held him tightly. I slowly brushed the floating soil on it. The rotten pink dress gradually showed up, and a bone-shaped arm. As the bodies continued to be unearthed, everyone was so scared that no one thought we could actually find the bodies.

I looked back at Ding Xu. He was kneeling on the ground like a discouraged man, and I asked, "Why lie to us?"

He said tremblingly: "This ... this is my own business! No need for you to intervene."

I took out the phone, called Huang Xiaotao, briefly said that there was a case, and asked her to bring the criminal police over.

Li Meijing said in fear: "The police are coming? I have to go back to review! I don't want to be involved in the murder."

Zhang Cheng also said, "Senior, what ... we won't bother."

I was a little speechless to these two people. The whole incident was caused by them, and they wanted to come back again. Now I want to go back again. I said, "There are no taxis in the wilderness here. , Go back in the police car! "

Li Meijing asked uneasily: "The police are here. Don't take us back to take a confession?"

I said, "The police are not so inefficient. You are not the people involved. At least two questions will be done. Don't you just talk? I will start the autopsy!"

Li Meijing was frightened and said, "Senior Song Yang, you just did an autopsy. What kind of specialty did you study?"

I gave her a stern glance before she closed her mouth.

I continued to brush off the ground, and soon the body was exposed. Most of the deceased's head-to-toe dress was exactly the same as Ding Xu's description. They were all brand-name and of good quality, so there was no glare, but the Givenchy bag described by Ding Xu was not there On the body.

The deceased's entire soft tissue and flesh were rotten, his bones were intact, and only a slight bone fracture in the throat. It was indeed a woman judged from the pelvis. When I lifted the fabric of the abdomen, I found the remains of several rodents inside the uterus.

I secretly wondered, even knowing this detail, is Ding Xu really possessed by the ghost of Qiu Wanxia?

I asked Wang Dali to bring the bones, and Wang Dali said, "Everyone is rotten. What can you hear?"

I sneered, "Do you know what bone age is?"

Bone age is the age of bones. Bone quality can be used to accurately determine age. For forensic instruments, I use ears. I put the listening bone on the musculoskeletal head of the deceased, and lightly tapped on the tibia with my hand to confirm that the deceased was about 25 years old.

I changed my posture, opened the top of my clothes and looked down. Wang Dali asked, "What cup?"

I glared at him. In fact, I was looking at the soil. If the deceased was suffocated and buried alive, he would **** the soil particles into the lungs. As the body rots, the soil particles will stay in the chest cavity. Therefore, you must take extra care in the inspection process to prevent outside soil from leaking in.

But strangely, there was no dirt in the chest and it was even clean.

Isn't the cause of death suffocating? I groaned and asked Wang Dali to give me a post-mortem umbrella, and he said, "There is no sun now."

I looked around and realized the environment, and sighed, "Forget it, give me the bag!"

I flipped in the bag for a while, found a bottle of reagent, and dropped a few drops around the neck where the body was injured. Wang vigorously asked me what kind of potion this was, and I explained it was ant honey.

Wang was shocked: "Can ants make honey?"

In fact, in addition to bees in the natural world, many insects make honey, but it is not delicious. A kind of honey ants in the ant nest secrete a liquid for young ants to eat. This liquid has a characteristic that it will not be absorbed by the soil layer. When the mass is large enough, it will stick to the soil like a film. Show some tiny traces.

This small bottle was collected on the mountain with Sun Bingxin when I was in the New Year, and it took a lot of effort.

The corpse was still half-hidden in the soil. Just when I spoke with Wang Dali vigorously, ant honey outlined some patterns around the neck of the corpse, looking at geometric patterns. Wang Dali cried in surprise: "Mysterious symbols, will not Will it be related to a religion? "

I was speechless: "idiot, this is the shoe print!"

I turned to Ding Xu. He was kneeling on the ground, covering his face with both hands, and fell into a huge tragedy. I asked: "How did you die? Why are there footprints on your neck, someone was stepping on you hard?" Neck, let you suffocate, right? "

Examining the postmortem and asking how the dead died, this experience is really weird.

The crowd looked at Ding Xu stupidly, and his lips pursed, "I don't remember! I was already unconscious at that time."

I have to re-examine Ding Xu's narrative may not be taken as a fact, one's memory is biased, and some details will always be deleted or rationalized, especially after two years.

I swept away the floating earth around the corpse's skull, picked up a few long hairs, and looked carefully in front of my eyes, and found another place that did not match his description! There are no traces of hair being pulled. Human hair can be stretched 1.5 to 5 times. If you pull it hard, the scales on it will explode, but these hairs are more supple.

The burial site is fifty meters away from the highway. This distance dragged her hair all the way, and it was lucky that half of the hair was left, so the murderer should have hugged or carried her over.

This corpse can't see too much details with the naked eye, so it is necessary to have three tests of steaming bones. When thinking about this, Wang Dali shouted, "It seems that it's sister Xiaotao.

I heard the sound of a car, but there was only one car. Looking back, a car parked on the side of the road, a person came down from it, he stood still, and then there was a flash of fire, and it seemed to light a cigarette.

Wang vigorously said, "I came here in the middle of the night, wouldn't it be another to abandon the corpse?"

After he said this, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and I made a snoring gesture, it was very dark all around, and the other party couldn't see us over such a long distance.

After smoking a cigarette, the man walked straight in the direction of us. When he was about thirty meters away from us, he suddenly stopped and ran back quickly!

I realized that the person was in serious trouble and shouted to stand still. As soon as he started, Ding Xu suddenly rushed from the side and threw me heavily to the ground. At this moment, the car had fled.

I was so angry that I kicked Ding Xu with a kick: "You know that person, right?"

Ding Xu sneered with a strange expression: "I gave him a dream last night, and he came to see me. It seems that he did not forget me. He still loves me in his heart, and I will not allow you to arrest him."

I really want to slap him, even if there is a ghost in his body, he is a bitch!

Thinking of the murderer I just ran away from, I was so upset that I immediately called Huang Xiaotao and asked her to pay close attention to a black Porsche on her way. This person is most likely the murderer.

Huang Xiaotao said in surprise: "Your kid is getting more and more capable, and it took a while to find the killer and admire him."

I laughed bitterly and couldn't explain clearly on the phone. If Huang Xiaotao knew that the deceased himself had prevented me from chasing the killer, wouldn't he be more surprised?