Netherworld Investigator Chapter 14: The head in the piano

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I called in Wang Dali and said to him: "Dali, you go and prepare a few things for me! I want towels, boiling water, buckets, rope, iron plates, electric stove, white vinegar, and ginger."

"Would you like cumin and chili noodles?" Wang Dali asked.

"Why do I want that stuff."

"Look, these things you want, aren't you going to eat teppanyaki?" Wang Dali wondered.

I chuckled and laughed: "Go go, get it for me quickly."

"The money..." Wang Dali looked at me blankly.

Huang Xiaotao said: "Don't worry, I will reimburse you when I'm done, and remember to issue a ticket."

I remembered one thing and said: "Wait! The fourth child in our dormitory has a few pots of succulents, please give me a pot."

"Why do you want that stuff, the investigation is too boring, you still get potted flowers to adjust the atmosphere?" Wang Dali was speechless.

"Stop asking, go now." I waved.

"Good!" Wang Dali agreed and ran out.

I searched the clothes of the deceased and found the ID card, student ID, some change, a bunch of keys, a mobile phone, and a half pack of Yuxi cigarettes. Deng Chao’s name was written on the ID. I turned on the phone and found that the screen was locked. It was locked with a password. Huang Xiaotao asked the police officer next to him for a few evidence bags and packed them separately.

I stood up and looked around. This music classroom was very open, with a podium in front, and an old-fashioned wooden piano beside the podium. The piano was facing the south window, and those windows were all open. Since this school building was built relatively early, no air conditioning was installed, and several ceiling fans were installed on the ceiling.

"Strange, where is the head of the deceased?" I muttered to myself, staring at the headless corpse.

I walked to the front of the piano, stretched out my hand and pressed the keys, and found that there was no sound. It turned out that when this old-fashioned piano is in use, it needs to step on the pedal to make a sound. Huang Xiaotao blinked at me curiously: "You can play the piano?"

"Of course not."

I scanned the keyboard keys easily and found that several keys were stuck. I immediately realized something was wrong, and shouted anxiously, "Quickly, open the lid, there is something inside!"

When the piano cover was opened, the policemen all exclaimed.

In the interior of the piano, many strings are broken. The messy strings are like spider webs, entwined with a **** head, and a baseball cap is dropped next to it.

I rolled up my sleeves and reached out to take this head out, but the strings were completely entangled, like a mess, and if you pull it hard, it will probably tear off the flesh on it.

Huang Xiaotao called a policeman to find a vise. After a while, the police officer borrowed a vise from the school security office and clipped the strings that entangled his head one by one. The head was finally caught Take it out smoothly!

I took my head to the headless corpse and compared it. Judging from the wound, it was basically the same person. But the degree of decay of the head is a bit strange, the skin is a little green, and the exposed flesh and blood have begun to emit a rancid smell.

In addition, I noticed a damage on the back of my head. I pressed it lightly with my hand, and found that a skull under the skin was broken, and the wound had been congested and suppurated. I put a slight pressure on my fingers and squeezed out a puff of white rotting pus from under the skin and ran onto my wrist.

"Don't move!" Huang Xiaotao said, took out a tissue and wiped it clean for me, I said thank you.

"Anything to find?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

"This head and body are basically the same person. The head was cut with a sharp weapon." I leaned close to my head and sniffed: "There seems to be some potion on the head, plus there are more bacteria in the piano, and the rate of decay It speeds up so much that the face is a little unrecognizable."

"In other words, it can't be recovered?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

"It is basically impossible to recover..." I muttered. The two girls claimed that they saw a female ghost in white clothes playing the piano with their own eyes last night, and then the strings flew around in the classroom, like the hair of a ghost girl. Cut off Deng Chao's head and seeds.

As for the above, I naturally don't believe it, otherwise this case should not be investigated!

The murderer painted the deceased's head with potion and placed it in the piano, perhaps deliberately making it obscure.

In the case of headless corpses, the most important thing is to confirm the identity of the deceased. If the head disappears or is severely damaged, you should suspect whether the murderer is confusing? This method is not uncommon, as criminals in ancient times have used it before. I have seen many similar cases in "The God of Judgment", so I think it is necessary to investigate who this Deng Chao is.

"Song Yang, do you think the deceased's head was cut off by the strings?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

"The cut section is neat, I can only say that it was chopped off by a sharp object. Speaking of strings, this is indeed a weapon that is strong enough to cut people open! I heard that there was a weapon more than ten years ago. In the case, the deceased rode home on a motorcycle late at night. The prisoner calculated the height on the only way for the deceased and tied a string. The deceased’s head was cut off the moment he passed by, and then a headless corpse was riding a motorcycle. I kept rushing into the barbecue stalls on the side of the road and scared many people crazy. This case baffled a large group of experts at the time.” I slowly explained.

"Ah! You are talking about the'headless rider' case ten years ago." Huang Xiaotao was shocked: "I remember that the police hired a mysterious figure to solve the case, wait, this The case has never been made public. Where did you hear it?"

"I heard what an old policeman said." I said lightly. In fact, this case was solved by my grandfather!

I stared carefully at the wound on my head for a while, and suddenly I noticed something wrong. The skin and flesh of the head were very neatly cut, but there were unnoticeable friction marks on the cervical vertebrae.

I closed my eyes, opened them again, and took a good look at the ‘Deep Eye’s Eye’, and found that some small black particles appeared on the spine, like some kind of metal debris.

Based on this, I came to a conclusion that flesh and bones are not cut with the same tool!

At this time, Wang Dali rushed in happily, carrying a big bag in his left hand and a thermos in his right hand, and said happily: "Yoko, I got what you wanted."

I opened the bag and looked at it, and praised: "You're so good, you got it all so soon."

"Everything else is easy to say. I borrowed this iron plate from an off-campus barbecue restaurant. I will pay it back when I use it up..." Wang Dali finished speaking, and suddenly stared at a place. He saw it The head I put on the ground.

"Mom, where did you find this **** Hulacha's head? It's terrible!" Wang Dali turned pale with fright.

"If you can't stand it, go out and walk around. When you come back, bring a magnet and a piece of white paper." I said.

"Hey, why didn't you say it together just now, so I have to run again!" Wang Dali complained.

"You should exercise, and I will invite you to dinner later." I comforted him, and then sent him away.

After Wang Dali left, I poured the hot water from the kettle into the bucket, soaked the towel in it, and covered the chest of the deceased with a hot towel.

Seeing that I started the autopsy, many policemen came to visit, and Huang Xiaotao asked curiously: "Why are you putting a hot towel on his chest?"

"Didn’t I just tell you to prove the time of death of the deceased? You take a closer look!"

After softening the deceased’s chest, I turned the deceased over and put a hot towel on his back. This was repeated three times, and after confirming that the deceased's muscles had begun to soften, he used special techniques to continuously poke the deceased's back.

Suddenly, the headless corpse sat up halfway without warning, and a large mass of **** ice ball suddenly spurted out of the wound on the neck.

Seeing this scene, the police present were all taken a step back in fright!