Netherworld Investigator Chapter 691: Drug addicts

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The air here is really unpleasant, and my sense of smell is more sensitive than ordinary people, and it makes me dying.

It took me half a minute to sort out my thoughts and said to Huang Xiaotao: "You help me find a cyclops."

"Cyclops?" Huang Xiaotao glanced at me curiously.

I gave a general description of the characteristics of this person. Now the train is stopped in the middle. I think he should be still on the train. From the Cyclops, he should be able to learn some information about the deceased.

The bathroom is narrow, so it’s enough for me to go in alone. Before I went in, I contained a Suhexiang pill.

My right hand is still in a cast and a sling. It’s not very convenient to perform an autopsy in such a narrow place. After entering, I use the pupil of the cave to look around. The train toilet is a public place with a lot of people. They are all traces and fingerprints left by people, and there is no meaning of over-exploration.

I tested the deceased’s neck, opened my eyelids and took a look. It was indeed dead, and the time of death did not exceed half an hour.

I looked at the vents and windows above. The windows showed no signs of being opened. The vents were about the size of only children to pass through, and they had not been opened.

Of course, secret room killings are just appearances, unless there are people in this world who can control things in the air, there must be some trick or coincidence behind this kind of case!

On the edge of the sink, I found some white powder. The sink should have been used within ten minutes.

I asked the policeman behind me to pick up a big opaque bag, and then retreated outside and asked Sun Bingxin to collect the powder on the edge of the sink. After finishing it, Sun Bingxin said, "I brought a fingerprint collection tool. Do you want to collect it?"

I shook my head: "No need, more than a hundred fingerprints can be collected here, and we can't check it anymore."

After a while, the police came back, and I asked them to move the body to a place where there were no passengers. The whole process was extremely difficult. The carriage was like a pot fried. Everyone talked about it. When the police passed by, many people stood up and took pictures with their mobile phones. I had no choice but to say with a cold face: "No pictures are allowed. Who dares to take pictures and confiscate the mobile phone!"

The corpse was carried to the dining car. I asked the police to guard outside. Don’t let outsiders come in. A flight attendant with white temples said, “Thanks for you to be here, otherwise this kind of sudden situation will happen. I really don’t know. How to deal with it."

I asked: "Crew chief, where did this train drive from."

"From Yundian Province to Fufeng... By the way, do I need to contact the local police?" the flight attendant asked.

"Where is the train currently?"

He said a county name that he had never heard of. I felt that the local police came to no avail. It was not that I was arrogant. The car was closed. The murderer should be here. I have the confidence to catch him.

Of course, there is one exception, that is, there is no murderer, and the possibility of accidents is not ruled out.

I waved my hand at the hem: "You don't need to contact the police anymore. You arrange the police to go to each car to soothe everyone's emotions. By the way, keep an eye on them, and don't let the passengers walk around."

"Need an interview?" the flight attendant asked.

"That's not necessary. There are thousands of people in one train, can you ask? And it will cause unnecessary panic." I shook my head.

"Well, you are experienced, I will arrange this."

After the flight attendant left, we started an autopsy. Because of my inconvenience, I asked Sun Bingxin to do it this time. I was watching.

She put on the gloves and checked the contents of the deceased’s pocket. She found a bunch of keys, a pack of cigarettes, and a purse. There was an ID card in the purse with the name of the deceased Li Dawei. I picked up the ID to check In a moment, he said: "Fake!"

"There is obviously an anti-counterfeiting coating on it, and a fake ID can't pass the train station." Sun Bingxin looked at me.

"The ID card is real, but not his own. If you carefully compare the cheekbones and the bridge of the nose, it is not a person at all, but at first glance it looks like a person! The train station has to check tens of thousands of people every day, certainly not Will take a closer look." I laughed.

Sun Bingxin took the ID card and looked at the face of the deceased: "Is there still such an operation? Then where did this ID card come from?"

"I bought it. There are merchants who specialize in selling ID cards on the black market. They go to the countryside to buy farmers’ ID cards and sell them in the city. People who buy fake ID cards should not be good people... By the way, he doesn’t. Cell phone?" I glanced at the corpse.

"No!" Sun Bingxin shook his head.

I noticed that he has almost no cash in his wallet. I guess he has a mobile phone. Maybe he threw it away. Now he said to Song Xingchen who was on the side: "You go to the car and look for the mobile phone. Remember to wear a pair of gloves. Dirty!"

Song Xingchen nodded and left.

Sun Bingxin lifted the clothes of the deceased, and there was a longitudinal wound on his abdomen, the incision was neat. I noticed an irregular second-segment laceration in the lower part. It felt like being stabbed first, and then torn for other reasons.

Sun Bingxin pressed the deceased's abdomen and said: "The blood has flowed into the stomach."

I took out the ossicles and attached it to the torso of the deceased to listen. I found a lot of fluid accumulated in the abdominal cavity, and the cut was about 10 cm deep. I sniffed the wound, it smelled like stomach acid, and it seemed that the knife had stuck in my stomach.

I continued to listen and found that the deceased’s liver and kidneys were decaying to a certain extent, and his lungs were also hardened. Looking at his body again, he was quite skinny.

I groaned: "This guy is very weak, you can see if there is any lymph node lumps under his armpit."

Sun Bingxin cut the deceased’s clothes open, looked at the armpits, and exclaimed in surprise: "Really, how did you know?"

"This person has some long-term bad habits that have caused severe liver, lung, and kidney failure, as well as immune system problems. So I guess that groin and armpits will have lymph node lumps in all likelihood." I explained with a smile. .

"What kind of bad hobby? Smoking, drinking...burning your hair?"

I glanced at the deceased's comb-like hairstyle, and smiled: "Why are you like Wang Dali, funny regardless of occasion, can you be serious?"

"Good, good, serious!" Sun Bingxin stuck out his tongue.

I went on to explain: "This man is a drug addict who has taken drugs for a long time."

"Then the powder we just found is..." Sun Bingxin suddenly realized.

"Take it out and take a look!" I ordered.

Sun Bingxin immediately took out the collected powder. I picked a little bit with my nail and prepared to put it in my mouth. Sun Bingxin yelled nervously, "Hey, what if it's poison? How can you taste it with your mouth? "

I smiled: "It's okay, first, he has no signs of poisoning; second, it's only a few micrograms, even if it is cyanide, it will not reach a lethal dose... I will not eat it in my stomach. ."

I put it in my mouth and tasted it, and immediately took the mineral water handed by Sun Bingxin to rinse my mouth, and replied with certainty: "Heroin!"

"God, can you taste heroin?" Sun Bingxin looked at me like a monster.

"Heroin has a characteristic that makes the gums feel slightly tingling. Why do the young brothers in Hong Kong films have to wipe the gums after inhaling it? This is the truth. The purer the heroin, the heavier the tingling sensation." Explained.

"We haven't taught this in class, after all, these things are not accessible." Sun Bingxin nodded seemingly.

When I was studying drug testing, my grandfather really got a bunch of drugs to let me remember their characteristics. Of course, I haven't used them. I just distinguish them by seeing, smelling, and tasting them.

I picked up the ossuary again and listened to the chest of the deceased for a while. This is an important clue. I repeatedly verified it several times. The deceased's heart did show signs of violent beating before death.

I noticed another detail. His belt was untied. I pulled his trousers down and found that he had peeed on his trousers. The urine was very yellow and smelled heavy. Urine is a poison excreted by the human body, which is also in line with the characteristics of drug addicts.

The injury of the deceased was not fatal. He had taken drugs before his death. The truth seems to be ready to come out. The so-called secret room murder and piercing the window paper are generally not too complicated...