The Underworld Detective

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After the dog trainer left, I did not leave the community immediately. Instead, use a mobile phone to photograph the dog trainer's footprints, and use rubber gloves to dip the sand left by the soles of his shoes, remove the rubber gloves, and wrap them.

Song Xingchen and I came to the outside of the community and saw a Mercedes-Benz parked by the roadside. The driver who was driving was motionless like a wooden man and had no response. It is estimated that this is also a 'dog' domesticated by a dog trainer!

As I was about to walk into the car, Song Xingchen held down my shoulder and warned: "Think twice."

I sighed and whispered, "Be assured, I will never betray my bottom line!"

I know why the dog trainer asked me to do this kind of dirty work. He is a master of brainwashing. Brainwashing should start with actions. When I accept his dirty work step by step, I will gradually change my position.

When I was a kid, I heard the story of "Golden Dart Huang Tianba". How good was Huang Tianba at the beginning, but after being seized by the government, the government treated him with mercy and tried his best to gradually turn Huang Tianba into a court hawk with hands full of brother's blood .

Once a person crosses his own bottom line, he will quickly become blackened, so in the competition with the dog trainer, I will keep my own bottom line, this bottom line is my basic conscience!

We got in the car and the driver took us on the road. When passing by the shop, I said, "Stop."

The driver stopped, and I was about to get off. The driver did not know where to draw a gun, pointed at me, and said rudely, "The master told me that you can't get off the bus!"

Song Xingchen threatened coldly, "Do you want me to cut off your hand?"

I replied: "Okay, I know, Song Xingchen, you can pick up my tools and see you in Jubaoshan Park." I said as I gave him the rubber gloves wrapped with the exhibits, and put them on the phone Show him a line of words beforehand-'Notify them three, they may be assassinated! ’

Song Xingchen took the gloves, and calmly exclaimed, "Be careful!" And got out of the car.

I was taken to Jubaoshan Park by the driver. At this time, the park was empty and covered with a layer of white mist. I opened the back of the car, which contained petrol, shovel, amine water and other tools for corpse destruction. Amine water can damage DNA and is a good choice for removing blood stains.

I took the tools and walked towards the park. The driver kept following me.

The park is huge, and I found a vantage point overlooking the surroundings, and noted down the possible abandonment sites.

After walking around, I suddenly smelled a faint blood stain, looked around, and surely found a dead body under a tree, covered with fallen leaves.

I swept away the fallen leaves above. The deceased looked like a young girl at first glance, but he was a man from the shape of his throat and pelvis. The deceased had scars and ties on his hands, feet, and neck. He wore a red dress with his head on. Wearing a wig, his face was covered with heavy makeup. I noticed blood between his legs, opened the skirt and saw that the **** of the deceased had been cut off by Qi Gen.

A burst of blood rushed into my brain. This murderer was a transvestite murderer who had disappeared for many years! He is a homosexual, who specially selects handsome young men and even boys, dresses them as women for their own sexual pleasure, and then kills them cruelly.

This man had committed a brutal case a few years ago, but has been wandering around since then, his whereabouts are unknown. It is said that the particularly sensational case of the boy in red was his handwriting. I never expected that he would run to Nanjiang City, and under the protection of the organization, he has been committing crimes.

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down, and then started to examine the body. The dead time was about four hours. The cause of death was asphyxia. It is to fix a person in a special position, such as tying hands and feet behind their backs, forcing them to die of breathing difficulties.

Before the death, the deceased suffered long torture and sexual assault. Looking at the earliest wounds, he was imprisoned for about five or six hours. I noticed that there was some white foam on the chin of the deceased. I smelled it and shaved. foam.

I opened the deceased's skirt and looked at it. The cut **** were covered with blood. It was horrible that there were fine spots inside, and there was some smell of wine around it, which seemed to be wine. Tannin in wine can constrict blood vessels and play a certain hemostatic function. It seems that the killer has used wine to clean around the wound.

I focused on the autopsy, and forgot about my situation at the moment.

At this moment my rib was kicked suddenly, the driver kicked him, and he shouted fiercely: "Don't grind, work quickly!"

I covered my ribs, gritted my teeth and said, "Let me come to ruin the corpse, then I have to do it my way."

The driver glared and said, "Less to lie to me. I saw that you are grinding foreign workers. Hurry up, someone will come over right away!"

At this time, someone came over, and the driver immediately took out his pistol. When the man approached, it was found that it was Song Xingchen. He put my tools on the ground and punched the driver's face unexpectedly.

The driver hit him with a gun, but Song Xingchen twisted his arms and forced him to carry his back. Then Song Xingchen smashed his ribs with his fist, and the driver screamed.

I said, "Enough!"

Song Xingchen punched two more punches. I heard the sound of a broken rib, and the driver was thrown to the ground. Song Xingchen said coldly, "Take a little finger of Master Xiao, I will kill you!"

The driver was annoyed and raised his gun at Song Xingchen. Song Xingchen stared at him without changing his face. The two were deadlocked for a minute, and I couldn't help pinching sweat for Song Xingchen.

At this moment, there were several old men chatting under the mountain. At this time, the fog was still very high, and they could not see the mountain, but if there was a gunshot, they could definitely hear it, and the driver lowered the gun.

I started digging with a shovel, dug a hole to put the corpse in it, poured amine water on him, and covered it with soil, and carefully restored the turf to an invisible state. At last I opened the autopsy umbrella and erased all the footprints around me.

I clapped my hands: "Go and meet me!"

The hotel card given to me by the dog trainer is nearby. It is a universal card used by internal staff. Each room can be opened with a room number on it.

We came to the hotel. The driver was waiting outside this time. I found the room and opened it with the room card. The man inside screamed, "Ah, how did you get in?"

The man looked in his thirties, with dark circles around his eyes. It seemed as if he had not slept overnight. There was nothing particularly noteworthy in the room. A briefcase was on the table. He seemed to be on a business trip.

This person looked less like a murderer and did not have that kind of suffocation. To show the truth, I showed my credentials: "Don't be afraid, I'm a policeman!"

The man snapped: "How do you know? I didn't call the police."

"What?" This time it was my turn to hold back.

The man panicked and said, "Comrade Police, I know I'm wrong, well, I admit, I did see something unusual last night."

I hurriedly walked to the window, from where I could see the crime scene, and asked, "Are you around 2am today, haven't you slept?"

He replied, "No ... no, I was scared when I saw a man in the park torturing a woman."

I suddenly understood that the dog trainer told me not to find the killer, but to witness, he wanted to kill me!