Netherworld Investigator Chapter 543: Spiritual cleansers

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I picked up the right hand of the deceased and sniffed it. In addition to the scorching smell of electric burn, I also smelled a cleanser. I raised my head and took a look. Above the direction where the deceased appeared, a large piece of glass was very clean, and it was just brushed.

Inspector Ren realized what I was looking at and nodded and said: "Yes, the deceased had been working desperately to wipe the glass before his death. This has been confirmed by several witnesses! Just like the last deceased, he had been doing Sweep the road."

Huang Xiaotao took a breath: "What does the murderer want to convey?"

I said: "No matter what he communicated, I just want to figure out how he forced the dead."

I looked up. In this environment, a pair of scissors is enough to force the dead, but there is no evidence to support this view, so I didn't raise it.

I asked: "Any clues?"

Officer Ren broke his fingers and said that he found a glass scraper on the ground and was extracting fingerprints; on the roof, some shoe prints were found on the roof. One group belonged to the deceased, and the other group had done some treatment. It should be the murderer to clean the lines of the soles. Because the typhoon is too big, it can’t be extracted, and there is no extraction value; monitoring is still looking for, this office building is relatively old, due to poor management and lack of maintenance, many monitors are broken It may be hopeless.

I was a little big after hearing this. This kind of extremely clean case is the most difficult to detect. I asked: "What about the identity of the deceased?"

The police officer said: "Still investigating!"

"Go and see the last corpse!" I waved.

"Okay!"

Officer Ren greeted his men and started to clean up the scene. Huang Xiaotao and I went to a nearby coffee shop for a while. We only followed when the police car was moving. Officer Ren was in the Taoyuan District Bureau. He took us to the morgue. There was a male body lying on the iron bed, covered with a plastic bag.

The internal organs of the deceased have been taken out, and I have nothing to test. I just want to see if I can get the positive marks from the body.

I asked Huang Xiaotao to turn on the ultraviolet light and open the autopsy umbrella. The shadow of the umbrella was projected on the pale skin of the deceased. It went round and round, and found nothing except some small scratches.

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Is it too long?"

I shook my head: "No, there is no trace at all. The murderer has not touched the dead!"

Huang Xiaotao said in surprise: "I remember that the first deceased died of poisoning. How did the drug get into the body..."

"Oral!" Officer Ren preemptively said: "We found some nitrite in our stomach."

I said: "It seems that this murderer's hobbies are very unique. He likes to force the deceased to die slowly and threaten him without contact. I think he has at least a gun."

Guardian Ren said: "I can use the informant network to check people who have bought guns on the black market."

I shook my head. It was too troublesome to find out, and it might not work. I said, "Don't worry, the murderer's gun may be fake."

I pressed my head with my fingers to think. There are too few clues. Where should I break through? At this time, a burst of smoke came, and Huang Xiaotao was able to disperse it constantly, complaining: "Ren Cong, why did you take it away again."

"I need one as soon as I think about it, or my head will be rusty." Officer Ren said without shame.

But I couldn't stand the smell of smoke, so I said I wanted to look at the files of the deceased. Officer Ren took us out, came to his office, and handed me a thin sheet of paper.

The deceased Li Jieshi, a third-year student at Nanjiang Foreign Languages ​​College, had an average family background and an introverted personality. He was basically a little transparent in the school. I usually like to read modern poetry, and sometimes I do my own creation. He is a literary and artistic youth in everyone's eyes.

I mentioned some small frictions and conflicts between Li Jieshi and his classmates. In my opinion, it is impossible to achieve the level of motive for murder! Moreover, this case is now evolving into serial killings, and these trivial personal contradictions can be ignored.

Officer Ren took a paper box and said, "Counselor Song, these are some personal belongings brought from his dormitory. You can take a look."

I checked it roughly. They are all daily necessities. There are hand oils, facial cleansers and the like. I feel that Li Jieshi is a very delicate boy. I never use these.

There are other books, they are very literary, I never read them. One of the "Hollow Wings" is the oldest one. The author is called Yu Yin. I picked it up and opened the title page. On it was written a line of cool pen words: "May your seventeen years old be full of sunshine and rain, and the remaining sound."

"The author signed the name!" Huang Xiaotao asked: "Is this author famous?"

"I don't know, please check back!" I said.

I put these aside, picked up a notebook, and opened a ginkgo leaf bookmark from it. On the paper, some modern poems were transcribed with neat pen writing, Haizi's "Facing the Sea, Spring Warm the Sea", and Gu Cheng's "A Generation".

I wryly smiled melancholy: "I really am to modern poetry..."

Huang Xiaotao smiled: "I know you don't like things that are too literary, but fortunately I don't like them either."

Inspector Ren looked at us curiously and asked, "Are you really dealing with the object?"

Huang Xiaotao snorted: "I want you to take care of it, Smokey Ghost."

Sergeant Ren scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'm not concerned about the junior sisters back then!"

"Cut, care? You will know the whole branch tomorrow, I just want to say that I have no comment."

"Okay, when I didn't ask!" After that, Officer Ren lit another cigarette. I was speechless about the frequency of this man's smoking. Huang Xiaotao said that he had three packs of cigarettes a day and his girlfriend was also because of him. Smoking is too fierce to break up.

Every time someone tells him about the dangers of smoking, he says frankly: "I have dedicated my life to the cause of public security. Maybe I will die one day. Are you still afraid of cancer?"

To be honest, aside from smoking, Officer Ren is really a good policeman for the people.

The relics of the deceased have given me a preliminary impression of Li Jieshi. He was an introverted, literary, sunny, and thoughtful big boy. However, when he died, he was in a different image, wearing a large, shabby cleaner uniform, holding a bamboo broom in his hand, foaming at his mouth, without any sense of art or beauty at all.

I feel that there are two levels of information that the murderer wants to send. One level is to express discomfort to people like the dead, and the other level is a kind of "warning the world" meaning, as if to say that labor is far greater than moaning without illness!

This kind of criminal with lofty ideals and spiritual cleanliness does not seem to be in danger of murdering, setting fire, or licking blood. In fact, on the contrary, the former thinks that he is doing an extremely right thing and will implement it firmly, while the latter knows that he is a rat crossing the street, but will be more cautious.

In a sense, the twisted sense of justice is the more terrifying thing!

I can't help but feel a headache when I think of this. It's really abnormal every year, especially this year.