Netherworld Investigator Chapter 727: Goodbye, police

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Half an hour later, firefighters arrived and rescued the children as hostages. They were all forced to take stimulants. For these children with poor drug resistance, the effect of the drug is longer and stronger than that of adults, so we had to tie them up first.

At the same time, the Special Forces cleaned up and searched the entire playground. The number of gangsters killed was sixty people including the clown himself. In a sense, I found it incredible.

For such a small number of people to deal with elite special forces for so long, the clown is really a tactical genius! If he had more manpower, the consequences would be unimaginable.

In addition, the special forces found Sun Huo’s body in a secret room. After learning the news, everyone rushed there. When they saw Sun Huo, who was already blue on the cold ground, Sun Bingxin and Huang Xiaotao Can't help crying.

The atmosphere of grief permeated the house. Since the night my grandfather passed away, I have never experienced this kind of intense grief.

The captain of the special forces said: "Let’s take Director Sun back."

I bit my lip, holding back tears that I was about to run out of control: "Bring it back to the bureau for an autopsy!"

Everyone looked at me with an unbelievable look, and I said: "Uncle Sun's death has another secret, I want to know what it is."

We sent Sun Huo's body to the police car. During the period, Sun Bingxin fainted once because of too much sadness. She woke up again and continued to cry. I asked Huang Xiaotao to accompany her and don't go anywhere tonight.

After returning to the bureau, Wang Yuanchao and a group of special forces members who had just discharged from the hospital were waiting anxiously in front of the door. When they heard the news of Sun Huo’s death, everyone was extremely sad. Wang Yuanchao took out the hip flask with trembling hands. His hands were shaking so much that he couldn't unscrew it. He threw it away with anger, and asked, "Song Yang, is it painful for Sun Ge to walk?"

"He died heroically, and he was still taking the police oath before he died." I replied.

No matter how sad we are, we still have to analyze this video. When we watched it the first time, everyone was silent, and everyone's eyes were full of tears. I knew it was cruel. When the video was finished, I continued to play it again, and stopped in one place: "Pay attention here. Uncle Sun’s right hand is not handcuffed, and his right thumb is broken. I just checked it. At that time, he found bite marks on the base of his thumb..."

Wang Yuanchao took my words and said that his voice was a little hoarse: "Brother Sun broke his thumb. He was about to run away, so he was beaten!"

I shook my head: "No, the corpse showed signs of severe dehydration. In addition, there was a gunshot wound on his body, and he was in a high fever. The gangster did not give him water and food for two days. Given his physical condition at the time, it was almost impossible to escape. Possible."

I pressed play, and when it came to the episode where Sun Hu was vomiting, I surmised, "Uncle Sun wanted to send a message. I guess he ate something and was beaten by the gangster again. I have to spit it out."

Nothing like a note was found at the scene, the vomit was cleaned up, we can only continue to look, trying to find some clues.

When I saw it for the fourth time, I suddenly noticed that Sun Huo’s left hand had been moving, as if he was writing or drawing. I stood up abruptly and shouted: "Hurry up and go to the morgue!"

We came to the morgue. Sun Huo's body was lying stiffly. Our mood was very heavy. I ordered: "Uncle Wang, go and get me magnets, steel needles, elastic bands, wooden sticks, etc."

Wang Yuanchao reacted immediately: "Are you going to use corpse surgery on Brother Sun?"

I nodded: "Uncle Sun has seen my necropsy, so under the condition that he couldn't transmit the information smoothly, he used his own handwriting to write and draw, so that the muscles can leave memories. This is something the gangster would never think of Means, before he died, he desperately recited the police oath to provoke the criminals, but also to divert the other party’s attention."

"That's it! That's it! Brother Sun, that's great." Wang Yuanchao said with tears in the tiger's eyes.

He was about to leave, so I added: "Get another laser pointer."

Under the gaze of everyone, I started an autopsy. This was the first time I had an autopsy on someone so close, and I felt very uncomfortable. I try to calm myself down as much as possible. Only by remaining objective and calm can I live up to the message Sun Huo uses his life to convey.

I opened Sun Huo’s eyelids and moved his joints. From various factors, Sun Huo’s death time was six hours ago, about 7 o’clock in the evening.

Nothing was found on his body. The clothes were soaked in blood and sweat. I picked up the scissors, cut the clothes apart, and put my ears on his chest and began to listen to the sound. Sun Tiger’s ribs were fractured in three places, bleeding and inflammation formed under the skin. There were some blood clots in his stomach, which were caused by beatings. His whole body organs were damaged to a certain extent. I saw the skin on his chest. Footprints and stick prints.

At this point, I clenched my fists and said, "There are multiple bleedings in the internal organs, bruises and lumps on the body, and a ruptured diaphragm. It means that the gang has been beating him! The kidneys are inflamed, it should be forty-eight hours. None of them were caused by ingestion of water. The direct cause of death was that the spleen was injured and the spleen was injured when the body was extremely weak, and the death was caused by internal bleeding."

Many people clenched their fists and clenched their teeth.

Considering the need to use autopsy later, I did not turn over Sun Huo's body. After a while, Wang Yuanchao brought what I wanted. With his help, I fixed the wooden strips to the ceiling, hung down elastic bands, and hung up Sunhuo’s upper body and left arm like a puppet. Wang Yuanchao was there. Supporting Sun Huo by his side, he had a complicated expression in his eyes.

Then I tied the laser pointer to the left index finger of the corpse, turned it on, and pierced the magnetic needle into the spine of the corpse. Under the nervous gaze of everyone, Sun Huo's hand moved gently, and I immediately shouted: "Close Lights!"

The movement of the corpse is very small. After zooming in with the laser pointer, we can clearly see the light spot moving on the wall.

Sure enough, he was writing, and the first word was "hope"!

The second word is "fragrance"...

After writing all the words, it turned out to be an address-"Wangxiangjiao No. 24".

After repeating it twice, Sun Huo’s hand stopped moving, and his left hand fell down as if he had completed his mission. He rested forever. I said with tears: "Uncle Sun, this is what you want to tell if you fight for your life. Are our clues? Don’t worry, we won’t let you down!"

I burned a stack of yellow paper to comfort his heroic soul, and the captain of the special forces shouted: "A small group of the Chinese People's Liberation Army Sharp Sword Special Forces stationed in Macau, each in its place, salute!"

Everyone stood at attention and saluted, keeping this posture motionless. The scene was solemn and solemn, a gust of wind rolled up the paper dust, slowly drifting out of the window, as if Sun Huo's soul was flying into the night sky.

"The ceremony is over!" A minute later, the captain of the special forces shouted, and everyone put their hands down.

I angrily said: "Go, go to Wangxiangjiao No. 24, and see what secrets are hidden there!"