The Bloodthirsty Judge of the Supernatural Office

Chapter 30 Unexplainable!

"Smith, I'm amazed at how clever you are." Shen Yixing was shocked, and looked across.

With a sly gleam in Smith's eyes, he stretched his waist in satisfaction and said, "It seems that I still haven't learned the essence of your Chinese culture. My tutor once told me that if you want to discuss medicine with a Chinese, you should You have to start with what he ate in the morning. When I got to China I found out that’s not the case, you have to start with the accidental bedwetting experience when you were three years old.”

"Hahaha, it's interesting." Shen Yixing raised his head and laughed brightly, turned around and changed his face and said, "Then let's get down to business. Is there anything else you found in this case that you haven't revealed yet?"

"In all fairness, everything I know has been written in my report." Smith spread his hands and said, "And according to Director Zhao, he submitted it to the provincial government. The provincial chief praised me very much and asked me to continue working hard. .Do you understand what he means? 'You stinky bastard, hurry up and get me something new, so I can grow up.'"

"Hahaha, you understand their thoughts very well." Shen Yixing shook his head and sneered, "It's all high-sounding nonsense. Perhaps in their eyes, these documents are not as useful as toilet paper."

"Yes, it's too hard." Smith snorted, "It needs to be rubbed to soften it first, the buttocks of the lady and the lady are very delicate!"

"Smith!" Xiao Yudian couldn't help but stop him and said, "You just said you were a Puritan!"

"Okay, okay, I'm very sorry, pretty lady." Smith waved his hand, looking aggrieved.

"Smith, I'm an agent, and I hate this group of bureaucrats who eat vegetarian food just like you do." Shen Yixing said solemnly, "So please help me, help me solve this case, and give those deceased an explanation."

Smith avoided his gaze and took a sip of tea, then asked calmly, "Then what do you want to know? I don't know how much I know."

"Everything." Shen Yixing stared at his face and said, "Including your judgment."

Smith was silent for a while, and finally sighed, "I can tell you, but if your investigation is misleading, then you can't blame me."

"of course."

Smith hesitated for a while and said, "Okay, the first question, I guess you have already thought of it, the well where the body was found is not the first crime scene."

"Yes." Shen Yixing nodded and said, "Although there are no other clues around the well, there is no trace of stirring in the well, and the water quality is as clear as usual, which shows that the deceased did not struggle before dying, which is not in line with common sense."

"That's right, but from my forensic point of view, although the deceased was tied up with ropes, there were no obvious abrasions on the wrists and ankles, which is not normal." Smith added, "Unless the deceased had been deeply wounded before the crime occurred. He was in a coma and lasted for a long time. From the perspective of criminal psychology, the risk of doing so is very high, and most people would not do it."

Shen Yixing nodded heavily and fell into a moment of silence.

He felt that today's meal was really worth it, but it was a bit late.If I had communicated frankly with him earlier, it might have been more helpful to the investigation of the case.

"Second question, the cause of death of the deceased was not due to drowning, but because the blood in the whole body was evacuated, leading to the failure of internal organs." Smith dipped his fingers in tea, and kept drawing small circles on the table. "This is the most underlying cause of death."

"But I never knew that a person's blood can be completely drained." Shen Yixing said with a serious face, "And there is not even a wound."

"Bingo, I can't explain it either." Smith shook his head and said, "Even my mentor can't do this with the most advanced surgical equipment in the world."

"Is there any other possibility?" Shen Yixing asked, "I'm talking about theoretically, using your western medical technology."

Smith raised his head and thought for a while, "There is only one possibility, that is, the capillaries all over the body burst, and the blood evaporates from the pores of the epidermis, but it is very difficult to achieve this effect. First, how can all the capillaries burst? Second, What kind of external tools can be used to separate or evaporate all the blood? Third, how to deal with the dead body so that we can't find a clue?"

"Shen, can you understand me? I mean...holy shit!"

Shen Yixing nodded silently when he heard the words, he knew that there was no need to ask, Smith must have verified it himself.

"Where is the oriental secret art?" Smith grabbed a piece of snack and took a bite, "Mysterious, terrifying, omnipotent oriental secret art."

"Don't you not believe it?" Shen Yixing felt a little funny, and asked, "Why did you say this."

"Shen, you don't understand why I said that last time." Smith said nonchalantly while eating, "I'm in a terrible mood, so I couldn't help getting angry. I have always been in awe of oriental secret arts, but it is different from The knowledge I have learned is contradictory, and I cannot explain it with medical theories. What's more helpless is that I don't know where to start."

"do you understand?"

"So that's how it is." Shen Yixing chuckled lightly, but soon became distressed again.

"To be honest, I'm not very talented, and I don't know what kind of secret technique the murderer used." He said helplessly, "If I can catch him with my own hands, I must ask."

"Okay, remember to call me."

"Then... are there any other questions?" Shen Yixing straightened up and asked, "About these cases."

"There is another small detail." Smith took out a small cloth bag from his pocket and handed it to him. "It was found in the arm vein of one of the corpses."

"What?" Shen Yixing was startled when he heard that.

The small cloth bag was opened, and inside lay a slender and transparent silk thread, about half a foot long.

Shen Yixing picked up the two ends of the silk thread and pulled it hard, but as expected, the thread didn't break.

"You have to use scissors to cut it." Smith said calmly, "It's a magical little thing."

"Do you know what this is?" Shen Yixing said solemnly.

"I call him the Magical Artifact of Eastern Mysteries." Smith replied, "I want to ask you more."

Shen Yixing put down the silk thread in frustration, picked up the chopsticks and took a few mouthfuls of food.

"I want you to help me ask your God to see if he lost it."

"After I die."

The room fell into a dull atmosphere, and even the little raindrops were thoughtful.

"Shen, I heard that you have found the Red Lotus Sect again?" Smith asked abruptly.

Shen Yixing was taken aback, looked up at him in surprise, and asked curiously, "What?"