Netherworld Investigator Chapter 670: Stewardess, liar, home girl

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Sun Bingxin and I continued the autopsy. The deceased was about twenty-five years old, his pupils were slightly cloudy, his fingers and toes were stiff, and his **** finger pressure did not fade. The time of death should be about twelve hours.

There was another cyanine mark on the deceased’s throat, and there were a lot of bleeding spots around. From the intensity of the strangulation, it should be strangled hard from behind. This is the direct cause of death. It seems that the murderer did not know how to kill. Stingy.

In addition to being injected with a large amount of melted lard on the face of the deceased, I also found that the bridge of the nose was cut open, and the entire bridge of the nose collapsed. Sun Bingxin said: "If you guessed it correctly, it should be from the bridge of the nose. The silicone filler has been taken away!"

I scanned the whole body of the corpse, and found that there was also a cut on the side of the breast and the room, and the blood was not flowing too much. I said: "The silicone from other places has also been taken away. How much does this murderer hate? Types of people..."

"Is it this?" Huang Xiaotao came over, holding a bag in her hand with three pieces of **** silica gel inside. She said: "We just found it in the trash can by the road."

"Did you find clothes and belongings?" I asked.

Huang Xiaotao shook her head, probably taken away by the murderer.

I used the ossuary to listen to the internal organs of the deceased, and then turned over the fingers of the deceased to check. Her fingers were very clean and I couldn't tell what the job was.

I said: "Look at the stomach content!"

Sun Bingxin opened the deceased’s abdomen. There was not much food in his stomach. I found some transparent viscous liquid and undigested celery. I dipped my finger a little, got close to my nose and smelled it, "It's egg white. There are at least ten eggs in this amount."

"Eating so many raw egg whites? Aren't you afraid of stomach trouble?" Sun Bingxin was speechless for a while.

"People who work out eat a lot of protein. From her diet, she seems to be losing weight..." I checked the skin of the deceased's body again with Dongyou Zhitong, and found some small salt crystals, which were a lot of them during my lifetime. A proof of sweating. There is a slight strangle mark on the wrist. It seems to have worn something, a pedometer or a watch?

It suddenly dawned on me: "The deceased should be running at night before his death, and was watched by the murderer. I think her house should be nearby."

Huang Xiaotao nodded: "Take a picture and go door to door in the neighborhood!"

The police officers walked around with the photo of the deceased. Three hours later, the identity of the deceased was figured out. Her name was Hu Jiali, an unemployed young woman who lived nearby. According to the property, she had a habit of running at night every day.

The murderer's grasp of the deceased’s information was so accurate. I suggest that the soldiers be divided into two groups, and the police officers should go around and look for witnesses. I, Huang Xiaotao, and Sun Bingxin go to the deceased’s home to find clues.

We came to the deceased’s house and opened the door to take a look. The room was in a mess, the shelves were full of cartoon figures, many posters were posted on the walls, and some snack packages were thrown in the trash can.

Huang Xiaotao concluded: "I am an otaku!"

I pondered: "The identities of the flight attendants, the liar, and the housemaid, the three deceased women have no overlap, so I think this case should not be revenge."

Sun Bingxin picked up a diary and looked through it, and said: "She seems to like a boy. She had plastic surgery and liposuction last year. She has gained weight this year, but she really has no money to go for liposuction anymore, so she started. Fitness."

There are many cute little people in the diary, and many words to cheer for ourselves. Whenever we see this kind of relics of the deceased's hope in life, we will inevitably feel compassionate.

Huang Xiaotao asked: "Can you figure out which plastic surgery hospital was going to perform? If it is still that Korean beauty, then I think there is a lot of information in it."

I said: "The deceased has no income. The money must be from the family. You can ask your family members... There is an address book here. Would you like to make a phone call?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "It's too insincere to talk about such a cruel thing on the phone, so let's visit in person!"

Although we are most reluctant to visit the family of the deceased, we have no choice.

Before leaving, I took the host computer away and wanted to ask the youngest to see if there was any clue, although I didn't have much hope.

Leaving the apartment building, Officer Ren walked over and said: "There was a major discovery. There was a waste collection station opposite the community. An old man who had collected tatters said that he saw a black SUV drag a woman into the car last night. The deceased matches."

I asked: "Did the car drive or park at the time?"

"Stop on the side of the road!" Officer Ren replied.

I asked to make sure that the murderer was several people. It seems that one person is more likely.

I asked Officer Ren to look for surveillance and see if I could find the license plate of this car? Sun Bingxin brought the host to the youngest member, and Huang Xiaotao and I went to Hu Jiali's parents' house. Knowing the news of the daughter’s death, one can imagine how sad the parents’ reaction was. Although it was cruel, we had to ask them for some information.

To our disappointment, Hu Jiali performed plastic surgery in another hospital called Dumei!

When I left, I have been trying to sort out my thoughts. The first two deceased have been to Korean beauty. It is just a coincidence. The more I think about the source of the murderer’s intelligence, the more melancholy.

Huang Xiaotao touched me and said: "Why do you feel anxious again? Let's go, it's noon, let's find a place to have a meal."

I found a restaurant with Huang Xiaotao, and I went to the bathroom during the dinner. When I came back, I saw a woman chatting with Huang Xiaotao. When I came over, the woman said, "Oh, your boyfriend is here. , Don’t bother."

Who did I ask, Huang Xiaotao smiled: "A salesman who has no eyesight, sells me weight-loss products, do you think I am fat?"

I seemed to be inspired. Suddenly I was silent. Huang Xiaotao would be wrong and said disappointedly: "No, you really think I am fat. It seems that I have to go on a diet! I decided not to eat this meal at noon. Up."

"No, no, where are you getting fat, you are obviously slim and moderate..." I quickly explained.

"Haha, you can talk." Huang Xiaotao laughed out loud.

I pondered: "Actually, I just remembered whether there is an intermediary for integers."

"Plastic intermediary? Yes, there are such people, but this is illegal. Because plastic surgery is also an operation no matter what, there are risks and sequelae, but when they come to this group of intermediaries, they say nothing Harm, it seems that you can turn into Fan Bingbing with a single stroke." Huang Xiaotao said.

"Do you think it is possible that the three victims are connected by an integral intermediary!" My mind turned faster and faster.

Huang Xiaotao was silent for a moment and patted the table: "It's completely possible, eat quickly, we will check it immediately after the meal!"

After dinner, we planned to go to the Korean beauty first, and by the way, we called Sun Bingxin, and the result was exactly as we expected. When it comes to plastic intermediaries, the person in charge of the hospital denies: "No, no, we There is no integer intermediary here, you have found the wrong place."

Huang Xiaotao once again emphasized: "President, we are criminal police. We are only here to investigate clues to the murder case. We are not interfering with your business. I hope you will cooperate."

The dean quibbled: "How can I help you if there is nothing? I'm sorry, I can't help, please come back!"

Huang Xiaotao gritted her teeth with anger, and took out the Weibo posted by their hospital in the morning and said: "This is your official micro-post. Let the public reveal the progress of the case. This has constituted a serious crime of obstruction of justice. We will It depends on your cooperative attitude if you will not put it into legal action."

Huang Xiaotao was forced to use the means of threats. Unexpectedly, the dean's face was as thick as a city wall: "This...this may be a temporary worker and it has nothing to do with me!"