The Underworld Detective

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Our team returned to the bureau, and the old man arrived too. He gave me a copy of the information, and Sun Hu asked: "You are the computer genius that Song Yang said? Please troubleshoot the video for us."

The old man shouted, "Come on, wrap it on me!" Then he reached out and patted Sun Tiger's ass. The face of Sun Tiger changed drastically, and the police at the scene chuckled and blushed.

I went to the autopsy first. Huang Xiaotao and Sun Tiger entered the morgue with me. Huang Xiaotao is now a suspect, but Sun Tiger did not restrict her freedom of movement, but she could not leave the building.

The deceased was lying flat on the iron bed, and I re-listened with the bones of the deceased. The main organs in the deceased's chest were almost completely damaged, but there was only a deep incision in the abdomen, but from the outside it was a large piece of flesh and blood. This is a doubt!

Then I sprinkled some seaweed ash on the deceased and blown it off gently. Only two fingerprints were found on the deceased. One is the deceased's own, and the other does not belong to women in terms of shape and size. It should be Police Officer Ma.

The murderer seems to be wearing gloves. This is suspicious. I asked them if the ‘Huang Xiaotao’ in the video was wearing gloves? Both men shook their heads to indicate that they did not know. The people in the video had blood on their hands and could not see if they were wearing gloves.

I took out the autopsy umbrella and asked Sun Hu to hold the UV lamp for me, and kept examining the body. Two places caught my attention. One was a very complete female right palm print on the deceased's mouth.

The other is the left side of the deceased's head with traces of squeezing and network-like patterns. I don't know how it came about? When something goes wrong, there must be monsters. I feel that this pattern is the key clue.

After the inspection, I analyzed: "The crime process at that time should be like this. When the murderer entered the door, he directly covered the deceased's mouth with his hand, so that she could not call for help, and the other hand drew in with a knife. The belly of the deceased. "

Sun Tiger thought for a while and thought, "You have a reasonable analysis, the murderer should do this case."

"Uncle Sun, you noticed that nothing happened. The fingerprint on the deceased's mouth was the right hand, that is, the murderer was holding the knife with his left hand!" Speaking of this, I glanced at Huang Xiaotao: "Huang Xiaotao is right Handy, but Li Wenjia is left-handed. "

"I think you're a bit preoccupied, so you can tell that the killer is not Huang Xiaotao? Trained people can use both hands."

Sun Huo said this is not about Huang Xiaotao, but just talking about it. Huang Xiaotao also knew this, and did not show an unhappy expression.

I carefully cut the clothes of the deceased with scissors, because the blood was too much, and the skin of the deceased was already gray-white. Sun Huo said, "Look, the wounds of these incisions are obviously pierced from the right side. The killer is right-handed. "

This was something I didn't expect. I bit my lip and groaned for a while, and suddenly asked Sun Tiger: "Where do you think the first sword was?"

"As you just reasoned, 80% are on the stomach!" Sun Tiger said.

With so many stab wounds on the deceased, what should I do? As soon as I had a flash of light, I thought of a method in The God of Broken Prison, so I called in a police officer and asked him to buy me dried lotus leaves, borneol, sulfur, a cigarette, a hose, The police officer promised to go out.

When I waited, I took out the information of the old man and looked at it. According to the information, Li Wenjia's right eye is most likely to come from a legendary fox: a blond demon fox! The demon foxes mainly live in Inner Mongolia. Because of their small number, they also live in countless predators of natural predators. In order to survive, they have gradually evolved a special ability-demon pupils.

The animals facing the pupil are often stiff suddenly, as if time has stopped, they use this ability to avoid natural enemies.

This may sound strange, but it is scientifically based. There is a region in the mammal's brain that senses time, called the basal nucleus! Located below the cerebellum, this 'basal nucleus' is equivalent to the body's built-in clock.

Why do people feel that time is passing fast when they are happy, and time is so slow when they are sad? They are all affected by the 'basal nucleus', and the eyes of the blond demon fox can close the target's 'basal nucleus' in an instant. This is the secret of Li Wenjia's hypnosis.

The person who had met her right eye would instantly settle, and her brain would be blank. Then she can calmly hypnotize and implant instructions, no matter how strong the other party's will is, she has enough time to break the other party's psychological defense line!

It's a pity that the blond demon fox has been extinct since the founding of the People's Republic of China. God knows where Li Wenjia got it.

I explained the contents of the material roughly. After listening to it, Huang Xiaotao said, "Li Wenjia has no choice whatsoever to revenge, and he actually transplanted the animal's eyes to himself, wouldn't he reject it?"

I remembered the needle eye on the back of Li Wenjia's hand and said: "It will definitely be rejected. People with the same blood type will reject the transplanted organ, let alone cross species! She probably needs long-term injection of drugs that suppress the immune system. The immune system must be weaker than normal people. Many, so she must be sick and sick, and take a lot of antibiotics and analgesics to suppress physical pain. "

"Crazy, it's a crazy woman!" Sun Tiger shook his head.

Not long after, the police officer bought the things, late at night, but it took a lot of effort to buy them all. Thanks again and again, I took out the medicine stone pestle from the bag, because it was often used, I simply bought a spare.

I put dried lotus leaves, borneol and sulfur into a powder and said to Sun Tiger: "Uncle Sun, give me a cigarette!"

Sun Tiger laughed, "Isn't your kid not smoking?"

He threw me a soft Chinese, put one on his own, and at the point, Huang Xiaotao frowned: "Secretary, this is the morgue."

"You are reminded." Sun Tiger said as he put away the cigarette.

I peeled the cigarette, filled the shredded tobacco into the pipe, poured the powder just made, and finally covered the pipe with my mouth. Sun Tiger lighted it for me. I never smoked, took a sip into my throat, and made my tears drip.

Sun Tiger said curiously, "What smell does this medicine smoke, have you had a sip?"

I handed him a sip, and Sun Tiger coughed for a long time: "Are you smoking this cigarette?"

"Yeah, but for the dead!" I laughed.

I asked Sun Hu to put on his gloves to help open the mouth of the deceased, and inserted the hose into the esophagus. Then I took a big puff of smoke and blew into the hose. "

"Don't worry, Uncle Sun, guess which wound was left by the first knife?" I asked.

"This!" He pointed out a wound.

The next moment, a wound in the abdomen suddenly started to smoke, not at Sun Tiger's finger. Sun Tiger's eyes widened, and he was surprised and called, "It's awesome!"

This is called ileum smoke. This kind of smoke can last for a long time. It lingers in the stomach of the deceased for a long time. Finally, it finds an exit, which is suitable for corpses with large internal organ damage.

I moved the hose down, inserted it into the deceased's trachea, and continued to blow smoke into it.

At this moment, the deceased gave a slight shake, and Tiger Tiger screamed in horror. He took a few steps back, and Huang Xiaotao used to see the horror picture at the time of his autopsy and smiled.

I saw several holes in the chest of the deceased who were constantly smoking, because they were blocked by congestion. When the ileum smoke was forcibly opened, the wound was unbroken like a goldfish mouth, and the scene was strange.

I quickly marked the smoky wounds with a cinnabar pen, and said after the smoke had cleared, "These wounds are the real fatal wounds, the others are just pretends."

Sun Tiger counted it, and there were five or six wounds. He wondered, "Pretend? Who is it?"

I smiled: "Pretend to be a police officer!"