The Underworld Detective

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Wang Dali and I went back to the room where the murder happened. I looked up at the ceiling and saw some stains, just as I expected!

Because the dead were still lying on the bed, I could not step on the corpse, so I asked Wang Dali to move me over a ladder. Then I took a bottle of alcohol and a cotton swab from the toolbox of the technical team.

Soon after, Wang Dali moved to the ladder. I asked him to put the ladder up. Wang Dali asked in puzzlement: "Yangzi, what are you doing?"

"You'll know after a while."

I stepped on the ladder and gently wiped the stains on the ceiling with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol. The alcohol melted the stains, and then the alcohol volatilized. The stains remained on the cotton swabs. This is also the way forensic doctors collect liquid evidence.

I put a cotton swab under my nose and sniffed, and told Wang Dali to smell it. He shook his head and said, "I didn't hear anything."

"No, it's Huang Zhi blood, someone painted it on the ceiling to attract bats." I looked at the ceiling and said, "Wait, this shape should be sprayed with a water gun or something ..."

"Song Yang, come here!" Huang Xiaotao shouted in another room.

When we returned to that room, Huang Xiaotao found something. She found an image in another video, which was a video taken in the same room the day before the crime. A guy dressed in a mask, dressed as a cleaner, sneaked in, nailed a nail on the wall, and took out a water gun to shoot some liquid at the ceiling.

I said the yellow cricket blood I just found on the ceiling, and laughed: "Bats are naturally bloodthirsty, and they especially like the yellow cricket blood with the heaviest smell, which is why bats are attracted!"

"It's enough to prove that the killer is a human, not a vampire."

Xiao Zhou's face turned blue and red, and said, "Maybe the magic of a vampire recruiting bats is fake, but everything else is true. There is always a gap between reality and legend."

I can see it. Xiao Zhou always thought that the vampire was committing a crime, and when he was betting with me before, since he insisted so, I had to treat his body with his own way: "If he is Vampire, then we should have seen nothing. "

"What do you mean?" Xiao Zhou asked.

"Vampires can't look in the mirror, and they can't be photographed, should you have heard of this legend? Then the camera should not be able to photograph him."

Xiao Zhou Zhizhiwuwu: "This legend may also be false!"

Wang Dali could not help but said, "This is also false, that is also false. Is the book you read false?"

Xiao Monday was ashamed, and forced to reason: "The principle of a camera is not the same as a mirror or a camera. Maybe a camera can take a picture of a vampire."

I said, "If he was really a vampire, the corpse he had bitten would probably not lie there for us to check, it might have been a zombie and jumped up and attacked us. This reason is sufficient."

Xiao Zhou finally made a concession: "Well, I admit that the killer this time is not a vampire, but there are vampires in this world!"

Dead ducks have hard mouths, I thought, if there are really vampires in the world, according to their immortality, there would be no human beings.

Huang Xiaotao turned the image back, looked at it twice, and frowned, "Can't this picture be enlarged?"

The waiter said timidly: "This is not an advanced camera, how can it have that function."

Huang Xiaotao asked me, "Song Yang, what did you find?"

I stared at the screen and said, "This cleaner should be the accomplice of the murderer. He is 45-50 years old, weighs about 80 kilograms, and is of medium build. Seeing his skill is good, he sprayed yellow blood on the ceiling, probably I knew from the beginning that there might be a camera here. "

"This can be found, this person is also a thief!" Huang Xiaotao said.

The uncle quietly guessed next to it: "Maybe I have worked in a hotel before. Small hotels like this without a regular license will install a camera behind a mirror and TV."

"Also he has had a stroke before," I said.

The crowd was shocked. Huang Xiaotao asked, "How did you see this? Can your eyes see through?"

I laughed: "Of course not, the clue is in this video, don't believe you guys check it again!"

Huang Xiaotao flipped the video back and watched it again twice. She shook her head and said, "Song Yang, I really don't have your eyesight. Please remind me."

The uncle frowned. "I found him walking a bit stingy, is this it?"

I stretched out a finger: "This is one, and I can't assert that alone, there is one more ..."

I took the remote control and stepped back slightly. When the cleaner entered the door, he leaned the broom against the wall, and I pointed at his wrist and said, "Look, the sleeve of his left hand does not cover his wrist."

"What then?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

I moved in a little faster. When the uncle took the water gun from his right pants pocket, he pressed the pause: "Look at the right hand again, the sleeve of the right hand covers the back of the hand, which shows that his left and right hands are not the same length! The aftermath of a stroke. "

Xiao Zhou shook his head and said, "Maybe, it may just be that this dress doesn't fit well, and the sleeves on both sides are of different lengths."

I said, "This kind of thing may not be impossible, but is it more likely that the sequelae of stroke will be combined with his slight movements while walking?"

The crowd was convinced for a while, Huang Xiaotao admired and said, "Indeed, Song Yang is more reasonable, but you understand all of this, and I do not believe that you are an ordinary college student ..."

Wang shook his hands vigorously in front of my eyes and said, "Yangzi, your eyes are long, why can't we see them, you can see them."

I smiled humblely. In fact, knowing various pathological features is also the basic common sense of pretending.

Knowing these characteristics, it was much easier to find the accomplice, and soon Huang Xiaotao called up the hotel's check-in records.

The cleaner, called Zhao Tieniu, is a 50-year-old farmer, born in a small village around the city.

From the clues we have, Zhao Tieniu used his ID card to open a room for two days in advance, and then dressed as a cleaner to come in and do something. The murderer brought the deceased to the house the next day and killed him, so the murderer left no clue at all.

In addition, the monitor in the corridor was twisted at an angle that day, and the sloppy hotel staff did not find it at all, so they did not capture the murderer's face. Huang Xiaotao suspected that this was also Zhao Tieniu.

But I found some doubts and said to Huang Xiaotao: "This is very strange. Since the accomplice disguised himself as a cleaner, it means that he doesn't want to be seen. Why should he use his ID card to open a room?"

"what do you mean……"

"The ID card should be fake!" I said.

"Anyway, it's a clue ..." Huang Xiaotao told a police officer: "Xiao Xu, go to the household registration department to check this Zhao Tieniu."

Then, Huang Xiaotao said to me, "My name is Wang Yuanchao to send you and go back to school vigorously."

"Wang Yuanchao?" I wondered for a while.

It turned out that she was referring to the dumb uncle. Huang Xiaotao laughed: "Police officer Wang was the chief commander of the Armed Police Force. Later, he was transferred to the Interpol team because of injuries. I'll send him to pick you up at the scene, but you are a treasure in the task force, and you must not go out of business. "

"Thank you for your kindness." Then I smiled at the uncle: "Sergeant Wang, there is work."

Wang Yuanchao nodded coldly.

Wang vigorously patted Wang Yuanchao: "I thought you were an ordinary uncle. You ca n’t see it. The chief teacher ’s work must be great, right? The leopard head Lin Chong in The Water Margin is not the 800,000 forbidden army coach. ?"

Xiao Zhou said, "Leader Huang, have you remembered wrongly? Didn't Wang Jiaoyou be demoted to a police officer because he did not obey the order and killed 16 drug lords?"

Wang opened his mouth vigorously, and slowly moved his hand away from Wang Yuanchao. Huang Xiaotao stared at Xiao Mon on the expression of "Which pot, if you don't open it, you will die!"

Wang Yuanchao waved his hands lightly: "It's all a thing of the past."

I looked at Wang Yuanchao with a little more awe. The uncle looked like an iceberg. It turned out to be a fiery fire in his heart. Looking at his gloomy look, he had a tendency to be violent.

We returned to the murder scene. Before the police officers packed up the dead bodies, I burned some paper for the deceased as usual, and read a spell of death.

Huang Xiaotao patted his hands and said, "It's three o'clock in the morning, and everyone will go back to rest. We will have a case discussion meeting at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Whoever is late will deduct the bonus!"

I asked, "Are I coming?"

"Must come!"

"That late bonus deduction does not include me, right?" I asked weakly.

Huang Xiaotao squeezed his pink fist fiercely: "You try!"