The Underworld Detective

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Wang vigorously said with a smile: "Master Chef, are you going to start cooking again?"

I said: "Less nonsense, go quickly."

After Wang vigorously left, I took some of the samples I had just taken to the technical team for testing. When I came back, I saw Huang Xiaotao standing at the door of the morgue and talking to several policemen. I asked what happened?

They said that the rich woman had been rescued. It was learned through the rich woman's secretary that their company and Chen Da's company had a small dispute recently. The rich woman originally had a batch of goods called Chen Da Transportation, and then there was another logistics company with a lower price. The company cooperated with the rich woman, and the rich woman unilaterally broke the contract.

Breaching a contract is a very common thing in the business field. It is understandable to seek cooperation with anyone who has a low price. Chen Da should not kill someone for this trivial matter. His logistics company has strong financial resources, and this loss is almost negligible.

Then again, even if he hated the rich woman, would he be stupid enough to do it himself?

In addition, the police also investigated that Chen Da has not been to the company in the past week. He is the president himself and no one is restrained. People in the company say he often travels alone on vacation or something.

In addition, Chen Da's personal account found that 20 million cash was taken away, which was almost the entire balance.

As soon as I heard the word travel, I thought, "Where do Chen Daping go to play?"

The policeman replied: "He is a travel enthusiast and runs around the world. There is no particularly common place."

"Who was the one who took his deposit?"

The police responded: "We are still in contact with the bank for surveillance!"

I said a bit of hard work, Huang Xiaotao said to himself: "A successful boss, why don't you want to kill? Is there any private grudge between him and that rich woman?"

I said, "The case has not yet broken ice, don't rush to assert, but there is one thing I can be sure of, Chen Da is the victim, not the murderer!"

Huang Xiaotao nodded: "I think so too."

After a while, Wang came back with a big bag and panting, saying, "This season, the persimmons are hard to buy. I ran to several supermarkets before picking up these unripe ones. Song Yang, what do you want? ? "

I smiled mysteriously: "You'll know later."

When we returned to the morgue, I stopped selling and said, "Just when I heard the bones, I found a doubt. Although the internal organs of the deceased had stopped working for a week, there was no sign of decay, so I wanted to see Something in his stomach. "

I asked Wang Dali to get a pot of hot water. I heated the towel and started to apply the corpse's chest and back. Then I took out the pestle and cricket from my bag and let Wang Dali smash the raw persimmons. Mud-like.

After Wang had done it vigorously, I mixed some salt in the persimmon mud and patted it on the chest of the corpse.

Wang Dali asked, "Is there any special effect of salted persimmons?"

I explained: "Persimmon has a kind of tannic acid, which can contract muscles, squeeze out the stomach, and salt can make it better."

Wang vigorously said, "What are you doing, just open the knife!"

I glared at him: "Can you bear that picture?"

Wang Dali nodded suddenly.

Huang Xiaotao said, "Contract muscles? But people have been dead for a week. Is this useful?"

I shook my head: "I don't know!"

The two were surprised, and Wang Dali vigorously said, "Yangzi, this is so strange. For the first time, I saw you so frankly that you didn't know!"

I laughed: "I'm actually doing this as a test. If it works, it means that the deceased is not a corpse. If it doesn't work, it is a real corpse. We should consider whether to ask an expert to help ... "

After the body was covered with persimmon mud, it had been lying quietly on the bed, waiting for about fifteen minutes, and suddenly arched, and the heel of the morgue bed slipped on the floor, making an extremely harsh noise.

Wang screamed vigorously: "The corpse!" Hidden behind me, and even Huang Xiaotao bit his lips tightly.

I comforted them and said that it was okay, it was just muscle contraction that caused physical activity.

At this moment, the body seemed to be vomiting, and the throat was swollen and beaten. I asked Wang Dali to get a container and quickly turned the body over. Wang vigorously took an aluminum basin under it and saw some tan liquid flowing from his throat into the basin.

Wang Dali moved his face very disgustingly, frowned, and waited for the corpse to spit up almost. I took the pot from his hand. There was a strong smell of wine, and there was no need to test the ingredients.

I smelled it and said, "There are liquor, shochu, champagne, all kinds of wine! It can be seen that the deceased did not eat anything except alcohol."

Huang Xiaotao suddenly realized: "No wonder I saw him drinking champagne at the party."

Wang Dali heard the question at this moment: "Party, what party? Well, did you go to the party? I said, why did Song Yang get up and comb his hair and shave in the morning?"

I said, "Don't care, let's analyze the case!"

The deceased can also vomit, indicating that there is no necrosis of the muscles in the body. He is not really a corpse, but all his internal organs are in a stagnant state. I cannot imagine how a person will survive in this state.

He vomited so much wine, proving that he drank more than this, why did he drink so much, his body was in a state of stagnation, should not feel the pleasure brought by drinking, what is the significance of drinking?

I asked, "What do people do when they drink?"

Wang Dali answered blankly, "I will be drunk!"

Huang Xiaotao said: "Blushing, heartbeat, blood speeding up, and excitement!"

I groaned, would the dead feel comfortable drinking?

I found that in addition to red wine, there were some red and white residues in the aluminum basin, such as the shell of some kind of capsule, which can be tested later.

I suddenly realized that this is an aluminum basin. Wang Dali really has no common sense. The component of human stomach acid is hydrochloric acid, which will corrode aluminum. Forensic doctors usually put a plastic film on it.

I simply went wrong and looked carefully at the surface of the liquid in the light. Wang Dali curiously said, "Song Yang, what are you looking at, watching so intently, do the dead people vomit so beautiful?"

I said, "Of course, you need to smell the wine first, watch it later, and then taste it."

Wang vomited vigorously: "I can't take it anymore!" He rushed out, covering his mouth.

Huang Xiaotao laughed and said, "You're so moral!"

I waved, "Come and see!"

Huang Xiaotao came over confused: "Look what?"

"There is no stomach acid in it," I replied.

Huang Xiaotao sniffed and said, "It seems like hey, everything that people spit out has a harsh corrosive smell, but this dead person can't smell it."

This case has made me a little bit excited. How did the murderer do it, turning a big living person into a walking dead!

I lowered the basin and looked for it on the deceased. I finally found an inconspicuous pinhole in my lower back. I started my pupil to carefully observe for a while and analyzed: "This pinhole is very close in time, it should be about four hours away. Left inside. "