Netherworld Investigator Chapter 225: Eating at the corpse

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When I was learning art with my grandpa, my grandpa asked me to restore a messed up human bone blindfolded, so I knew the shape and structure of the human bone very well, and quickly pieced it together. .

Every time I handle a corpse, I have to carefully observe it again, and every time I observe it, I am further from the conclusion in my heart! But I can't make any assertions right now. I can only rely on Sun Bingxin's test results when I can't see the whole body of the corpse.

We were busy until it was getting dark. A takeaway guy rode a battery cart and came to the neighborhood. Huang Xiaotao called a few policemen to pick up the takeaway, and then a bowl of hot lobster topped rice was delivered to everyone. , Everyone is grateful to the team leader.

Huang Xiaotao handed me the rice bowl, and I took off my gloves and said: "Eating to the corpse is really unique!"

Huang Xiaotao said: "Why don't you go to the car to eat?"

I shook my head: "No, I will hurry up and fight for a few more pieces."

I was studying the corpse while I was eating, when a police officer came over with a scorched object in his hand, saying it was found in a pile of rubble.

I took it and saw it turned out to be a camera with a charred USB cable connected to the back. It is impossible for a middle-aged uncle to install this kind of thing in his own home. I think it is related to the murder case. Huang Xiaotao asked: "Can the youngest find a clue?"

I put down my meal and said: "Ask!"

I made a phone call to the youngest boy, and he naturally greeted him warmly when he got on the phone. I went straight to the subject and asked him if he was familiar with the video setting. The youngest boy seemed to be eating, and replied vaguely: "I never buy that. I always hack into someone else's computer and use someone else's camera to take pictures. Do you know why I have your fruit photo?"

A black line was drawn on my forehead. It turned out that I didn't turn off the computer when I was in the shower. He was hacked. I said, "Ahem, let's talk about business, can you check this?"

He replied: "Let me try. Since there is a camera, I must send data out. It should be able to be traced. Tell me the IP address of the LAN."

I asked a policeman to go to the property to ask about it. He told the youngest member of the IP address. He promised to hang up the phone. This kid didn’t even mention the payment this time. It’s a bit abnormal. I guess he will still do it later. Find what I want.

At this moment, Sun Bingxin came out of the car, wearing a white coat, like an old-fashioned little doctor, smelling like a chemical potion. She handed me a laboratory report and said: "Big Brother Song Yang, the content of carboxyhemoglobin is normal, and the deceased was not burned to death."

Huang Xiaotao was surprised: "Isn't he burned to death?"

I breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that my conclusion was correct. I said: "That's right. The deceased was scalded to death. In legal terms, it means contact burns."

It was getting dark, and the police turned on the bright lights. I carefully separated the epidermis of a corpse under the bright lights, exposing the dermis underneath for them to see. The skin of the deceased was severely dehydrated, white in color, and sheepskin-like, with a layer of grease on it, and the blood underneath it was rose blood, which was burned by a high-temperature object.

But this kind of physical signs and burnt dead bodies can coexist, because in the fire, there will be some high-temperature objects falling on the body, such as being pushed down by the whole wall, which is basically ruled out by Sun Bingxin’s laboratory results. Lost the possibility of burning to death.

And judging from some characteristics, the object that scalded the dead was a metal object! The first thing I thought of was a large iron plate. Perhaps the murderer deliberately tortured the dead, burned a piece of iron plate and threw the deceased up, but later I discovered that almost all the corpses had even burns on them. This is The big iron plate can't do it, because there will be blind spots.

Then there is only one conclusion. The deceased was surrounded by a huge high-temperature metal object. The shape of this metal object was very similar to that of the human body. What would it be?

Hearing my conclusion in one breath, Huang Xiaotao looked shocked: "This method of death is too cruel! This is definitely not an ordinary case."

Sun Bingxin said: "Is there a possibility that the deceased could not move at the time, and the murderer used a soldering iron or electric iron to scald the deceased’s skin piece by piece?"

I shook my head and denied: "This possibility is almost zero. How can the deceased not move? It is nothing more than three possibilities, anaesthesia, binding, and serious injury. I just checked the body and found no traces of binding and injury, at least Nothing was found on the corpse that has been found."

Sun Bingxin said: "Then I will do another test to see if the deceased has inhaled anesthetics."

She was about to leave, and I stopped her: "This is impossible. What kind of powerful anesthetic can make the whole body unconscious after being scalded? The doctor only performs local anesthesia during the operation. Every nerve is anesthetized. With such a large dose, the deceased will die directly. Another point, if you use a soldering iron or iron, as you said, it will cause damage to the deceased because of the intensity of the force and uneven heating. There were burnt edges on the body, but this corpse did not have such signs. The deceased was burned very evenly all over the body, and the only place where the soles of the feet were the most severely burned."

Sun Bing convincingly raised his thumb: "Detective Song, you can just say your conclusion!"

I think this conclusion is a bit weird, but from all the signs, it is the only possible. I said: "The deceased was wearing a pair of hot armor and was burned to death!"

When these words came out, the two were extremely surprised. After ten seconds of stunned, Huang Xiaotao said: "What kind of deep hatred is this?"

I didn't answer the conversation, and the facts of the case are still not clear, so I can't make a rash assertion.

Eighty percent of the corpses have been recovered, and the rest can’t be found. It’s nine o’clock in the evening, and I said, “It’s getting late, I guess the remaining corpses are all in the piles of rocks. Now, don’t look for it for now."

Huang Xiaotao nodded: "Okay, I ask them to go back and rest first. I will go to the bureau to apply for the case tomorrow morning."

Sun Bingxin asked me: "Brother Song Yang, how do I determine the identity of the deceased? Do you have any clever tricks?"

The deceased was completely unrecognizable, the most critical skull was not found, and the house was gone. I thought for a while and said: "Compare the deceased’s DNA with his immediate family members. Both parents do it again. As long as the deceased is not twins Can confirm the identity ninety-nine percent."

Sun Bingxin said: "This is a good idea!"

Huang Xiaotao asked someone to clean up the scene and close the team. She asked a policeman to drive me and Sun Bingxin back to school. Sun Bingxin’s school had no classes. She had moved home and lived there. I asked her on the way: "You Dad hasn't come back from the province yet?"

She replied: "I don't know what important meeting was held. I haven't come back."

I smiled and said: "Then you are not free this time, no one cares about you."

She pursed her small mouth: "He is not like him. It's not that I cook at home. By the way, are you going to come to my house to play?"

I said that there are still classes. When I said this, I was ashamed. I was still making up my credits in the next semester of my senior year. The nature of the scumbag was undoubtedly exposed.

When I was approaching Sun Bingxin's house, she took my arm and said coquettishly: "Brother Song Yang, have you forgotten something important?"

When she reminded me, I remembered that today is her birthday. I took out the prepared birthday gift from my bag and handed it over: "Happy birthday!"

Sun Bingxin smiled sweetly: "Thank you, Brother Song Yang!"