Netherworld Investigator Chapter 178: Song family’s unique learning, persimmon mud compress body

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Wang Dali smiled and said: "Chef Song, are you going to start cooking again?"

I said: "Stop talking nonsense, go and come back quickly."

After Wang Dali left, I took some samples I just took to the technical team for testing. When I came back, I saw Huang Xiaotao standing at the door of the morgue talking to several policemen. I asked what happened?

They said that the rich woman had been rescued. Through the secretary of the rich woman, they learned that their company and Chen Da’s company had a small dispute recently. The rich woman originally had a batch of goods called Chen Da Transportation, and then another company made a more offer. When the low logistics company cooperated with the rich woman, the rich woman unilaterally broke the contract.

Broken a contract is a very common thing in the business field. Whoever is at a low price will find someone to cooperate. This is understandable. Chen Da should not kill for this trivial matter. His logistics company has strong financial resources, and this loss is almost negligible.

By the way, even if he has a grudge against the rich woman, will he be stupid enough to do it himself?

In addition, the police also investigated that Chen Da has not been to the company in the past week. He is the president himself, and no one is restrained. The people in the company said that he often travels alone or otherwise.

Also, Chen Da's personal account was found to have taken away 20 million in cash, almost the entire balance in it.

As soon as I heard the word travel, I thought about it and asked: "Where does Chen Da go to visit?"

The policeman replied: "He is a travel enthusiast, he runs all over the world, and there is no particularly common place."

"Who is the one who took his deposit?"

The police replied: "We are still contacting the bank for monitoring!"

I've been working hard, Huang Xiaotao said to herself: "A successful boss, why shouldn't he want to kill? Is there any private grudge between him and that rich woman?"

I said: "The case has not broken the ice yet, don't rush to assert, but there is one thing I can be sure of, Chen Da is the victim, not the murderer!"

Huang Xiaotao nodded: "I think so too."

In a short while, Wang Dali came back with a large bag and a small bag. He gasped and said, "It's hard to buy persimmons this season. I went to several supermarkets to pick these unfamiliar ones, Song Yang, you want these. What are you doing?"

I smiled mysteriously: "You'll find out later."

We went back to the morgue, and I stopped selling it, and said: "I found a suspicious point when I was listening to the bone defense. Although the internal organs of the deceased had stopped working for a week, there was no sign of decay, so I I want to see what's in his stomach."

I asked Wang Dali to get a basin of hot water. I warmed up the towel and began to apply the corpse's chest and back. I took out the pestle and pounding medicine from my bag and let Wang Dali take care of the health. The persimmons are pounded into puree.

After Wang Dali finished it, I mixed some salt into the mud of persimmons, patted it into a cake and applied it on the breast of the corpse.

Wang Dali asked: "Does the salted persimmon have any special effects?"

I explained: "There is a kind of tannin in persimmons, which can contract muscles and squeeze out the contents of the stomach. Salt can make it work better."

Wang Dali spit out: "Why are you so hard to do? Just take the knife!"

I gave him a blank look: "Can you stand the picture?"

Wang Dali shivered suddenly.

Huang Xiaotao said to the side: "Contract muscles? But people have been dead for a week, is this useful?"

I shook my head: "I don't know!"

The two looked surprised, and Wang Dali said, "Yoko, this is too strange. The first time I saw you so frankly admit that I didn't know!"

I smiled and said: "What I did this was actually a test. If it works, it means the deceased is not a walking corpse. If it doesn’t work, then it is a real walking corpse. We should consider whether to ask an expert to help. It's..."

After the body was covered with persimmon mud, I lay quietly on the bed. After waiting for about fifteen minutes, it suddenly moved. The heel of the morgue bed slipped on the floor, making an extremely harsh sound. sound.

Wang Dali screamed: "The corpse!" Hiding behind me, even Huang Xiaotao bit her lips tightly in fright.

I comforted them and said that it was okay, it was just a muscle contraction that caused physical activity.

At this time, the corpse seemed to be vomiting, and the throat was bulging. I asked Wang Dali to get a container and quickly turned the corpse over. Wang Dali took an aluminum basin underneath, and saw some brown liquid gurgling from his throat into the basin.

Wang Dali moved his face very far away disgustingly, frowning, and when the corpse was almost vomiting, I took the basin from his hand. There was a strong smell of alcohol, which didn't need to be tested at all.

I sniffed and said, "There are liquor, shochu, champagne, all kinds of alcohol! It can be seen that the deceased did not eat anything except drinking during this time."

Huang Xiaotao suddenly realized: "No wonder I saw him drinking champagne at the party."

Wang Dali heard the question at this time: "Party, what kind of party? Damn it, did you go to the party, I said, why did Song Yang get up in the morning and comb his hair and shave."

I said: "Don't mind, let's analyze the case!"

The deceased can still vomit, indicating that there is no necrosis of the muscles in the body. He is not a real walking corpse, but all his internal organs are in a stagnant state. I can't imagine how a person can survive in this state.

He vomited so much alcohol, which proved that he drank more than that. Why did he drink so much alcohol? His body is in a stagnant state. He should not feel the pleasure of drinking. What is the drink? significance?

I asked: "How do people respond to drinking?"

Wang Dali replied blankly: "I will get drunk!"

Huang Xiaotao said: "Blushing, heartbeat, blood speeding up, energetic!"

I muttered, would the deceased feel comfortable drinking?

I found that in addition to the red wine in the aluminum basin, there are some red and white residues, like the shell of some kind of capsule, which can be tested later.

I suddenly realized that this is an aluminum basin. Wang Dali really has no common sense. The component of human stomach acid is hydrochloric acid, which will corrode aluminum. Forensic doctors usually put a layer of plastic film inside.

I simply made the mistake. I looked at the surface of the liquid carefully in front of the light. Wang Dali curiously said: "Song Yang, what are you looking at? Are you looking so attentively? Is the stuff that people vomit so good-looking?"

I said: "Of course you must smell the wine first, watch it later, and then taste it."

Wang vigorously vomited: "I can't stand it!" He covered his mouth and rushed out.

Huang Xiaotao smiled and said: "You are so wicked!"

I waved my hand: "Come and see!"

Huang Xiaotao came over confusedly: "Look at what?"

"There is no stomach acid in it." I replied.

Huang Xiaotao sniffed and said: "It seems to be ah, what people vomit has a pungent corrosive odor, but this deceased person can't smell it."

This case makes me a little excited, how did the murderer do it to turn a big living person into a walking dead!

I put down the basin and searched carefully for the deceased in the past. Finally, I found an inconspicuous pinhole in the back. I activated the pupil of the hole to observe carefully for a while, and analyzed: "This pinhole is very close in time. It should be Left within four hours."