Netherworld Investigator Chapter 41: Song family’s stunt, ink photo shooting

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White Ye’s physique is special and he can only get nutrients through blood. After his ‘badness’ was discovered by the nuns who believed in God, they regarded him as a child of the devil!

In order to allow him to stay here, the dean may have reached a certain tacit understanding between the two. As long as Bai Ye honestly does not bite people, the dean will secretly feed him with animal blood, although it is not as good as humans. The blood is delicious, but it will never starve to death.

When Bai Ye grew up, he escaped from the orphanage, and after lurking for several years, he began to avenge the prostitute-girl! I think he didn’t feel much gratitude to the dean in his heart. Instead, he harbored resentment, resenting him for giving birth to this world, resenting the miserable childhood he caused him, but the dean always cherished a deep feeling for his own son. Deep guilt...

This guilt made him become Bai Ye’s accomplice and wiped his buttocks for Bai Ye not to be arrested by the police.

These are just my speculations, but I believe that the truth is always true. After listening to me, Huang Xiaotao said angrily: "No matter what the reasons are for the father and son, in any case, we must capture them. Come to justice!"

In a short while, Wang Yuanchao bought back what I wanted. I found a washbasin, cut open the squid's ink sac with scissors, dripped the ink into it, and then poured the linseed oil into it and stirred to make the two full mixing.

Wang Dali asked curiously: "Isn't there ink on the table? Why did you buy a squid to get the ink?"

I said, "You don’t understand this? Squid ink is an ancient Chinese medicine, called belly ink. It is recorded in the Compendium of Materia Medica. This belly ink has two characteristics. The first is lightness. It will not destroy the shape of the ashes; the second is that it contains phosphorus and can emit light!"

"Glow?" Wang Dali's eyes widened.

I asked Xiao Zhou to borrow a straw, sucked a little bit of the mixed cuttlefish juice, and then asked him to prepare a camera, adjust the exposure rate to the highest, and finally ordered the police to turn off all the lights on the scene.

After the light was turned off, there was still some faint light coming through the window, and I asked someone to close the curtains, and the whole room suddenly looked like a dark room.

"It's so dark, do you want to flash you a flashlight?" Huang Xiaotao asked.

"No need, I can see it!" I activated the "Dongyou Eye", and everything in the room was in a panoramic view.

Xiao Zhou said: "But I can't see it."

I pulled Xiao Zhou to a position, told him to hold the camera, and press the shutter when I called to shoot.

Then I dropped the cuttlefish juice in the straw onto the ashes. After waiting for about ten seconds, some luminous handwriting slowly appeared on the ashes. Everyone exclaimed, and I said: "Snapshot, it can only maintain A little while!"

Xiao Zhou pressed the shutter, and after the shot was finished, I asked someone to turn on the light.

Xiao Zhou used a digital camera. He checked the photos and the results were good. So he asked the technical team to upload them to the computer and restore the fragments with PS. Under the eager gaze of everyone, the fragments were finally restored into a line of words, which was an address-‘48 Nanqiang Road’!

Huang Xiaotao said excitedly: "This may be the place where they committed the crime tonight, Xiao Xu, you take a few people to stay and guard, and the others will follow me!"

Our group rushed to No. 48 Nanqiang Road. This is a residential building. Huang Xiaotao was going to ask from house to house. I said that this would not work and would startle the murderer, so I asked Xiao Zhou to take out the ultraviolet light.

I put the UV lamp in Wang Dali's hands, taught him how to use it, and then asked him to hold it high. And I took out the red umbrella from the handbag, opened it, and slowly rotated it to an angle, and the light from the umbrella paper shone a mess of footprints on the ground.

"Isn't this umbrella only for autopsy?" Huang Xiaotao asked curiously.

"It's more than an autopsy, it's more versatile!" I replied.

"It's so convenient. Whenever one of us in the technical team can match it." Xiao Zhou said with envy.

I'm afraid this won't work. It takes time to build this umbrella, and there are some formulas in it that are unique to the Song family. I can't disclose it.

The residential building has a large flow of people and messy footprints on the ground. Huang Xiaotao looked at those footprints and began to worry: "Which one is the murderer?"

I took a look, pointed to one of them and said: "This, the left foot is heavy and the right foot is light. Obviously it was left by the dean!"

We followed this string of footprints all the way to the fourth floor, and the footprints disappeared in front of a room door. I was about to unlock, when Huang Xiaotao kicked the door open with one kick, pulled out the gun and rushed in, and the others followed closely!

Everyone searched the room, and suddenly Huang Xiaotao's scream came from the room, followed by a sound of hula-la. I saw countless black bats flying out of the door, shocking Wang Dali and me.

"Song Yang, let's be one step late!" Huang Xiaotao's voice came from the room.

I walked into the bedroom and found a female corpse lying on the bed. She was wearing a floral dress. Her skin was as white as paper and there were two **** teeth marks on her neck, which was exactly the same as the death of the previous deceased.

There are a lot of bats hanging on the roof. Although I was startled a lot by the police break-in, the remaining number is still considerable.

Those bats are like messengers from hell, crushed in black, and squirming from time to time, their small eyes emit strange green light, and people with intensive phobias will surely make their legs weak when they see this scene.

I was a little discouraged. If I could find out that the dean was an accomplice sooner, the girl might not die.

But the body still needs to be examined. I said to Huang Xiaotao: "I and Wang Dali will stay here for the autopsy. You will bring everyone up and search nearby."

"Can you two be here?" Huang Xiaotao asked uneasy.

"It's okay, the murderer will not come back." I replied.

"But these bats..." Huang Xiaotao glanced at the roof.

"These are ordinary bats, they can't hurt people." I said dismissively.

"Well, I ask Wang Yuanchao to stay and protect you."

After speaking, Huang Xiaotao took other police officers out, and the technical team began to collect evidence. I rolled up my sleeves, put on gloves, checked the pupils of the corpse, and listened to the bone sounds of the corpse, and judged that the time of death was about two hours.

Although I knew that there might not be any important clues this time, the test still proved successful. I asked Wang Dali to take rice paper and camellia oil from the bag, and still use the ‘oil paper over-inspection method’ to extract the handprints.

Wang Dali said: "Why don't you just use your magic umbrella?"

"The autopsy and evidence collection should be tailored to local conditions, not to say that one method works every time." I explained.

As a result, this test really gave me some clues. This time the handprints that appeared on the rice paper actually contained fuzzy fingerprints.

Xiao Zhou hurried over to take a photo: "This is definitely not done by the same person!"

"No!" I checked the handprint and said: "It is indeed dry in the white night. He has taken too much blood protein during this period, so his skin has started to secrete oil again. This may not even be his own. Aware."

Wang Dali said: "Is there a possibility! The murderer sucked blood to cure his own strange disease?"

I thought for a while: "This kind of possibility is also possible, but since he can secrete oil now, let's change to a simpler method."

I asked Wang Dali to turn on the ultraviolet light, and then opened the red umbrella and gently rotated it. I was using the ultraviolet light to simulate the sunlight.

The bats above their heads were stimulated by ultraviolet rays, and they flapped their wings and flew out from the open window. The people in the room screamed.

I walked to the living room, wherever the faint blood light cast by the red umbrella went, faint fingerprints appeared on the door frame, table, and a water glass.

Xiao Zhou was about to come over, and I said to him: "You stay, check the remaining water in the water glass to see if there is DNA!"

"Oh... OK!" Xiao Zhou nodded.

I kept walking out and found the same fingerprints on the handrails of the stairs, and they turned up. Wang Dali said dumbfounded: "The murderer did not go downstairs. He...he is still in this building."

Wang Yuanchao, who was smoking by the door, immediately put out his cigarette butt, held the Type 92 pistol around his waist, and looked at me with a look of waiting for orders.

The opportunity is not lost, I immediately made a decision: "The three of us go up and catch him!"