Netherworld Investigator Chapter 610: The Royal Family of Aixinjueluo

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After we had dinner at noon that day, we received a call from the police department saying that we had found the origin of the money.

That is a trading company located in Fufeng. It seems that this company has not done any business, but it has made a lot of money. In fact, in the 10 years of Fufeng police fighting against human trafficking, they found it along the way. This company was closed and banned. It turned out that it was a company that laundered money for human traffickers.

Fufeng? Trafficker?

These two keywords are very intriguing. I immediately thought of King King, who set up a leather bag company to manage the accounts. This has always been the style of Jiangbei Candao.

Chen Ying received the money 15 years ago, and received about 23 million one after another. This is an astronomical figure that an ordinary person can spend his entire life. No wonder he can live it. Such a low-key and luxurious life.

The clues that suddenly appeared made me interested in Chen Ying. The four members of the special case team immediately went to the funeral home to examine his body.

Because Chen Ying had no relatives, the police found the body to be sent here. He jumped off a building not far from where he lived. When we saw Chen Ying's body under the leadership of the staff , I found a tulip on the head of the bed.

The staff member let out a "Huh" and wanted to remove the tulip. I shouted, "Wait!"

I picked up the tulip, looked at it, and smelled it again. There was still dew in the stamen, and the broken part of the stem was relatively fresh, which proved to be just picked. I asked, "Is there a surveillance video here? ?"

The staff shrugged: "The monitor here has been broken for a long time and has not been repaired due to financial considerations."

Huang Xiaotao said: "Oh, when can I expect to be on the surveillance video, it really burns incense, okay, you go, let's take a look."

I put the tulip in the evidence bag, and prepared to take it back to get fingerprints, and then Sun Bingxin and I started an autopsy. Chen Ying is a man in his early fifties, just like he deliberately concealed the fact that he is rich, his coat is very shabby, it is worthless, but the underwear is very high-end, and from the luster of his skin and hair Looking at the fat on the body, it should be well maintained.

He did commit suicide, but like the previous corpses, he was extremely excited before death.

Sun Bingxin asked me: "That eye can really make people commit suicide? Isn't it a time-tested experience?"

I shook my head and said, "After experiencing that hallucination personally, you will feel that death is a kind of relief. It is really full of death in your head. That night..." I glanced at Song Xingchen and wanted to say something again. But, fearing to say that I almost committed suicide that night made them worry, they changed their words: "I had a can of beer that night to get rid of those negative thoughts."

I asked Sun Bingxin to untie the deceased's clothes and prepare to check it with the autopsy umbrella. At this time, Sun Bingxin gave a'Huh', pointed to a place and said, "Look, there is a scar here."

The strangle mark is located on the back of the deceased’s neck, with small bleeding spots on it, but only on one side, not on the neck.

I took a ruler and measured it carefully, and found that the strangle mark was inclined to the central axis of the body, about 30 degrees downward.

Sun Bingxin squatted down, raised his hands up, and gestured with Huang Xiaotao as the deceased: "From the perspective of Lehen, is it possible that the murderer squatted on the ground and pulled the collar of the deceased hard?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "Or the threat is a dwarf!"

As soon as I thought of the scene, I couldn’t help laughing: “You two are so smart, why are you confused now? It’s very simple! The threat was to pull the deceased’s collar and let his body move towards Tilt back."

Huang Xiaotao smashed the palm with a fist and suddenly realized: "I see, it's like the underworld in Hong Kong movies drags people to the rooftop to threaten it."

I imagined the scene and nodded: "It should be like this. This shows that the deceased had been threatened... and tortured before death."

I opened the autopsy umbrella and found that there were also some handprints on the body, especially the two handprints on the left and right elbows, which belonged to different people, which proved that he was once held by two people from behind.

Generally speaking, lynching is often used to do this, but there is no trace of beatings on the deceased.

I put my nose in the folds of the deceased’s skin and sniffed, then took out a bottle of reagent from my arms and dropped it on his body. The reagent turned blue. I explained: “The deceased used to sweat a lot... …Very, very much, and there is still a thick layer of sweat base remaining on the body surface."

Huang Xiaotao raised her eyebrows and said: "I can't imagine what the murderer did to him."

I smiled and said: "That's what I often do to the suspect. Two people fixed him from behind and forced him to look in one direction, and then the murderer X kept torturing him with his eyes."

"Mental torture!" Huang Xiaotao immediately understood.

"Yes, it is a thousand times better than physical torture!"

I have tasted that kind of mental pain, it really breaks people down. Maybe the deceased had been tortured crazy at the time, but this cannot be seen through an autopsy.

Huang Xiaotao asked: "What is the murderer looking for?"

"Money?" Sun Bingxin said, "The 23 million."

I don’t think it’s money. Lord Jing is for the 23 million people who thrive the teacher? He is not such a low-level criminal. Moreover, the murderer clearly tortured him near the deceased's home, but did not go to his home to search, proving that they, like Jack Ma, were not interested in money.

I thought for a while, and suddenly understood, I said confidently: "What this group of people is looking for is not 23 million, but the thing worth 23 million."

"What?" Huang Xiaotao and Sun Bingxin were shocked at the same time.

I gave out my speculation. Fifteen years ago, there was a deal between Chen Ying and King King. What would be the thing that could be bought by King King’s method and spent so much money? Combine Chen Ying's identity at the time, a researcher at the Institute of Life Science and Technology, must be something ordinary people can't get.

However, Chen Ying seemed to have received the money from King Jing but did not deliver the goods on time. In other words, this little man had scam King King, so he kept trembling, hiding in Tibet and living a low-key life. He didn't expect to be found in the end.

Huang Xiaotao is speechless: "Twenty-three million, let alone the leader of the trafficker, it is not a small number to my dad..."

Sun Bingxin contemptuously said: "Show off!"

Huang Xiaotao coughed: "I mean, what exactly does King Jing want from a researcher?"

Song Xingchen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "It is rumored that King Jing was born in the Guangxu period. He was the last King Aixinjueluo who lived more than 120 years by relying on various evil methods. I think he desires the most. The thing is to extend life."

Huang Xiaotao was shocked: "Then what do you mean is that Chen Ying accidentally made a life-prolonging drug?"