Netherworld Investigator Chapter 392: Tibetan Mastiff breeding site

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It is a lucky thing to find enoki mushrooms in the intestines of the deceased. I can accurately determine the time when the deceased was kidnapped. I measured the distance from here to the stomach and said: "It takes about two days to complete the food. , So the deceased was kidnapped two days ago. The capsule just now can be more accurately determined."

Sun Bingxin nodded and said: "I will go to the laboratory later."

I waved: "Okay, stuff the stomach back, let's see the next one!"

When I lifted the white cloth, the deceased woman looked less miserable than before, probably because she was lying upright. Despite this, Sun Bingxin frowned: "Has she been raped-violently?"

I nodded, and Sun Bingxin cursed: "I hate this kind of scum, mating is a sacred thing, and they make it so disgusting!"

After I take the handprints, let her start. The stomach of the second deceased was almost empty. I speculated that the murderer had deliberately starved her to make her unable to resist. I didn't say this, otherwise they should call the murderer perverted again.

I said: "Then cut the intestines."

Sun Bingxin cut to the position of the duodenum, and I shouted: "Stop!"

I used a pair of tweezers. There are some undigested rice grains here. I picked up a grain and looked at it completely: "The long and thin grain is about seven millimeters in length. It should be Thai fragrant rice."

Huang Xiaotao interjected: "This rice is expensive, I don't even eat it at home."

Sun Bingxin said: "My family usually only eats northeastern rice."

I sneered and said: "If you give the kidnapped Thai fragrant rice, either the murderer is selling it, or the murderer is quite rich."

Sun Bingxin pulled out another thing in the duodenum, she picked it up and looked at it and asked, "What is this?"

It should be a piece of meat, which does not look like terrestrial creatures in texture. Huang Xiaotao also squinted her eyes and said: "Snails? No, the snails are not that big."

Sun Bingxin interjected: "One kind of snail is very big."

Huang Xiaotao looked carefully: "The color is different, wait, this is a snail, a French snail!" She rolled her eyes: "I don't want to eat it anymore."

"French snail?" I was slightly surprised: "The murderer looks very rich!"

"The pervert for being rich and unkind!" Sun Bingxin said in disgust: "Brother Song Yang, do you want to cut it down?"

I shook my head: "These clues are enough, that's it."

I went to order a piece of joss stick to drive away the stench in the house, and then took a basin and burned a stack of yellow paper for each of the two deceased. I folded my palms together and whispered: " Go on the road with peace of mind, I swear in the name of Song Ci, the ancestor's mentor, I will redress the grievances and eliminate violence for you!"

Sun Bingxin and Huang Xiaotao are also standing by my side, palms together and eyes closed slightly. Both of them are atheists. Maybe they are just seeking some psychological comfort.

Sun Bingxin went for a laboratory test, and Huang Xiaotao went to gather some clues. There are not many clues at present. The police visited the area around the crime scene and did not find any witnesses. The surveillance camera at the intersection did not take pictures of the murderer's car. I asked: "Can you see the tire marks from the car model?"

Huang Xiaotao replied: "Yes, I am going to find a vehicle expert from Hen Jianke later."

I suddenly thought, "Didn’t we find a lot of tire marks on the scene? If the murderer’s car is not photographed, then all the cars photographed by the monitor will be eliminated. The remaining two tire marks are naturally the murderer. That's it."

Huang Xiaotao laughed loudly: "As long as you have a lot of spooky ideas, I will do it!"

It didn’t make sense for me to wait here, so I asked: "Did the dog hair test last night?"

Huang Xiaotao replied: "There is no DNA on the naturally shed hair. I plan to consult a canine expert in the city."

I said: "Let me take care of this!"

I took the evidence and didn't go to any experts. Instead, I went to a nearby flower and bird market and inquired one by one at the dog-selling stall. Most people don't recognize this kind of hair. An old man took a magnifying glass and looked at it for a long time and said: "Look at this color, the front is dark and the back is bright. This dog is relatively rare. It is commonly known as iron-clad gold, which is the Tibetan mastiff that everyone often calls. "

I was surprised for a while, but this was closer to the answer in my mind. The murderer is a rich man, and it is not unusual to raise such a high-priced dog.

I asked: "Are there any Tibetan mastiff breeding sites in Nanjiang City?"

The old man said no, and a middle-aged man approached next to him and said: "Dad, didn't someone run one last year? As a result, the dog was too expensive and no one could afford it, so it went bankrupt."

I was pleasantly surprised and asked: "Where is the dog house?"

The middle-aged man told me, and then curiously said: "Do you want to raise this kind of dog?"

I didn't want to reveal my identity, so I said perfunctorily: "I asked for a friend, thank you!"

After leaving the flower and bird market, I immediately called Huang Xiaotao and said that I had found the address of the kennel. Huang Xiaotao was taken aback: "You are so fast. Which expert did you ask?"

I smiled and said: "The master is in the folks, what I asked is the dog seller."

"Great! Great! I'm coming right away."

Huang Xiaotao drove over, and we drove to the suburbs. The kennel was a lonely yard. The gate was locked and the lock was rusted. It seemed that no one had been here for a long time.

I saw scratches on the wall next to it, and a few pieces of moss on the top of the wall were also wiped off. I analyzed: "Someone turned it up from here."

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Then we go to the main entrance or over the wall?"

I said: "The locks are rusty, I can't open them. If you break them forcibly, people will be suspicious. Go over the wall!"

I pushed Huang Xiaotao up and she tugged me against the wall. The yard is quite spacious, and next to it are rows of small cement cubicles that are used to close the dogs. In one cubicle, I saw hairs that were exactly the same as the exhibits.

I held a stick and looked at it for a minute and said: "I found the right place..."

This is the place where the deceased was imprisoned. I thought about why there is dog hair in the deceased’s pocket. The most likely answer is that the deceased pretended it. He was imprisoned here at the time, knowing how bad he was, so he picked up a little bit of the scene, the purpose is to let people find here.

Fortunately, we did not live up to his expectations!

To the west of the kennel is a small two-story building. There is nothing on the first floor. There are some iron rings on the wall for dogs. The house is filled with the smell of dogs. This place may be used for training. dog's.

We came to the second floor. There was a room on the second floor, which seemed to be used for staff accommodation. I pushed aside the first room and saw a mattress on the floor.

I sprinkled some seaweed ash on the door, and finally shook my head: "The murderer seems to be very careful, he didn't leave fingerprints."

I squatted down and looked at the mattress for a while, there was some mucus on it, and suddenly shouted: "They have raped the dead here!"

On the dust on the ground, there are some imprints of chairs and shoes. It can be inferred that they were located at that time. It seems that one person was committing **** and the other three people stood or sat on the side to admire the live erotica.

Huang Xiaotao frowned, scolded another scum, and was about to call the police to collect evidence. As soon as she raised the phone, she stared straight out the window: "Song Yang, look over there!"