Netherworld Investigator Chapter 33: Necropsy

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I took out a wad of rice paper from the bag and stuffed it into Xiao Zhou's hand and said: "Check it yourself to see if I have any tricks!"

Xiao Zhou stared at me ugly, and said to a police officer: "Hurry up, get my toolbox."

He opened the toolbox, took out some instruments and reagents, and started scanning the sheets of paper. I didn't bother to pay attention to him. Huang Xiaotao called a policeman from the technical team to take pictures and collect evidence. I carefully observed the two handprints.

These two handprints were on the shoulder blades of the deceased. Only when the murderer pressed the deceased to **** blood, would such a clear mark appear!

I compared it with the palm of my hand. This handprint is a bit bigger than mine. Judging from its shape and size, it is an adult male in his 20s and 30s.

But I found a problem, Huang Xiaotao also found out: "Song Yang, there are no fingerprints on this handprint at all!"

"What do you think the reason could be?" I asked.

"The murderer probably destroyed his fingerprints or wore gloves." Huang Xiaotao guessed.

I shook my head, pointed at several places and said: "Look at the fingerprints, the lines on the joints are clear, which means that the murderer did not wear gloves when he committed the crime. If the murderer destroys the fingerprints, There will also be messy folds, but the handprints are very clear and clean..."

"What could be the reason?" Huang Xiaotao thought, holding her head cutely.

At this time, Xiao Zhou had already tested my rice paper, and his face was even uglier than before, like a purple eggplant.

My rice paper will naturally have no problem, but this kid just refused to admit it, and said in a trembling voice: "How can this kind of soil buns' method have beaten my American equipment!"

"Dead duck with a hard mouth!" I sneered: "It's not that you lost to me, or your American equipment lost to my native method, but you lost to your own conceit. The knowledge left by the ancestors If I didn’t learn everything, I went to learn the ghost stuff of the gringo."

"Come here, fresh ash, eat it while it's hot." Wang Dali took the ashtray on the bedside table and handed it to Xiao Zhou. Xiao Zhou was too angry and did not reach out to take it.

I took the ashtray and handed it to him: "Come on, I hope you lose, I will tell you if you eat, you have not found the reason."

At this time, the other people in the room gathered around to watch the excitement. Most of them were Xiao Zhou's subordinates. Xiao Zhou yelled at them viciously: "Go away, don't watch!" Then he grabbed it from me. The ashtray was poured into his mouth. Of course, most of it fell to the ground. I didn't bother to point out such details.

Xiao Zhou's mouth was covered with cigarette ashes, and he chewed the cigarette **** in his mouth vigorously. His tragic expression was a bit funny. I couldn't help but want to laugh, but took care of his face.

Wang Dali didn't care about this, he smiled and punched my shoulder: "Yoko, look at him, do you think cigarette butts are delicious?"

Huang Xiaotao couldn't hold back a smile either, maybe because she was afraid of hurting Xiao Zhou's self-esteem, she deliberately covered her mouth with her hand.

Cigarette butts are of course not tasty, Xiao Zhou swallowed it with his neck, and then wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "Say it, I want to hear what you can say."

"I have read all the books on western medicine. The principle of fingerprint detection is nothing more than these. Human sweat glands will produce a layer of imperceptible grease, which will leave fingerprints when attached to the surface of the object, so aluminum is used. Pink or ultraviolet light will show up, but this murderer is a bit special..." I explained.

"Why is it special?" Xiao Zhou couldn't help but asked curiously.

"He has no sweat glands, or in other words, his sweat glands do not have secretory function." I said.

Xiao Zhou was shocked: "How come people don't have sweat glands!" The other people present were also taken aback for a moment, and talked about each other.

"Actually, I still want to thank you." I said.

"Thank me?" Xiao Zhou was a little surprised.

"Huang Xiaotao said that you are a high-achieving student who has returned from studying in the United States. I believe that you will not even be able to detect simple fingerprints. This saves me a lot of steps and directly uses the'oil paper over-inspection method'. ."

"Wait!" Xiao Zhou said, "Since there are no sweat glands, where did these two mudra come from?"

"This is called the'Yin Yang Mark'. At the moment of death, the bioelectricity in the body will escape from the pores. At this time, if something is blocked on the surface of the skin, a clear mark will be left. It doesn't matter whether he has sweat glands or not! Why do people lose 21 grams of weight after death? Some people say that it is the weight of the soul, but in fact it is the total weight of the biological current that escapes." I quickly explained.

Xiao Zhou widened his eyes in astonishment, and sighed for a long time: "You are really extraordinary. I underestimated the knowledge of the ancestors. I was really offended just now!"

This guy has a good attitude of admitting mistakes. Unlike Qin’s forensic doctor, it is as smelly and hard as the stone in the pit. I can’t help but feel good about him and said: "It’s okay, you have learned so many years of scientific knowledge, listen. It’s normal to say that I’m a fool, and distrust is normal. I hope we can cooperate well in the future."

"I will definitely ask for advice in the future, and I won't be so arrogant anymore." Xiao Zhou hesitated to stretch out a hand, and I shook his hand.

I waved at the onlookers: "Let's check it!"

"Will it be tested?" Wang Dali asked.

This case looked unusual. I didn't care about the expensive rice paper and camellia oil. I helped Wang Dali to test the deceased's wrist, waist, thigh, and ankle.

The oil-paper covering method is very time-consuming. It took nearly an hour to complete the inspection. There was a trace of binding on the wrist of the deceased, such as cloth or silk, and the same trace of binding on the ankle. , There is a hand print on each side of the waist.

When we were doing this, Xiao Zhou watched it with gusto, and he was completely impressed.

I said to him: "Come and help!"

"Oh!" He ran over and asked, "How can I help?"

"You and Vigorously lift the deceased's arm slowly." I said in a commanding tone.

When the two raised their arms, I used ossicles on both shoulders of the deceased to listen to the sound in turn. At the same time, I told the people around me not to make any noises. If the deceased was fixed in a certain position during his lifetime, the joints would be A layer of joint lubricating fluid is secreted. After death, the lubricating fluid solidifies. When the posture is restored, some very subtle abnormal sounds will be heard.

This trick to restore the deceased to the pre-death position is called ‘necropsy’! It was created by Qing Song Tianyang, one of the ancestors of the Song family, at Dali Temple. It is said that when Song Tianyang studied the technique of corpse examination to the highest level, he could use the technique of magnetic acupuncture to make the deceased pose the posture before death. Strange, it is said that once scared an official into madness.

The ancestor once was in the courtroom, letting the corpse ‘live’ by himself, and pointed out the murderer among several suspects, who pleaded guilty on the spot.

We kept adjusting, and finally found out the posture of the deceased before his death.

With both hands raised above the top, they are hung on the wall like a crucified Jesus! Let it be slaughtered.

I observed the wall carefully. It stands to reason that there should be hooks and other things to fix the hands of the deceased. I snapped my fingers and found that the wallpaper was newly pasted, and there was indeed a hole in the wall behind.

"A nail was nailed here! Someone glued it afterwards." I cried.

I launched the "Dongyou Zhipu" and stuck my face on the wallpaper without letting go. I found that there was a very slight bulge on the wallpaper, so I tore off the whole piece of wallpaper, and a piece of black was exposed behind it. Insulated wire.

When installing wires, for fire prevention and safety considerations, they are usually buried at the foot of the wall, and there is a plastic tube outside to protect it. The wires behind the wallpaper were obviously installed deliberately.

"Find where it connects." I said anxiously.

"Come and help!"

Xiao Zhou called several police officers from the technical team, tore up the wallpaper, and tore out the wires. Finally, he found a pinhole camera next to the headlight in the room, facing the bed below.

The people present exclaimed, and Huang Xiaotao said: "Suddenly filmed? Too obscene!"

"But this means that we have important clues." I said.

Huang Xiaotao nodded and greeted a policeman: "Go and bring the person in charge of the hotel!"