Netherworld Investigator Chapter 785: The punishment of claustrophobia

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Huang Xiaotao gritted her teeth and shouted: "Blood parrot!" Then she drew her gun and fired a shot upward, which was only a warning.

The blood parrot immediately jumped along the beam to the top of a pile of building materials, and said with a chuckle: "You have the ability to catch me."

I heard the sound of the rope being cut, and shouted: "Run!"

The four of us quickly retreated. The piles of building materials fell down. In a blink of an eye, the passage and the corpses on the ground were buried. When the dust cleared, the blood parrot was gone.

Huang Xiaotao and I chased outside and looked around. There was snow on the ground, but there was no trace of her escape. Huang Xiaotao scolded angrily: "Damn woman!"

I weakly said: "Go to the post-mortem!"

Fortunately, the building materials that buried the corpse were not very heavy. We spent half an hour cleaning it out. The corpse that had already begun to decay was smashed in many places and was covered with dust, which made the autopsy more difficult.

I photographed the face of the deceased with my mobile phone and identified it with Huang Xiaotao. This person was Pan Wende, who was in the building materials business. The four suspects at that time were finally dead.

I put on the rubber gloves and first confirmed the time of death. I said: "Don’t you think it’s a bit suspicious that the blood parrot suddenly appeared here? The deceased has been dead for about three days, and the time to abandon the body may be about one day. The blood parrot Why do you want to come back again?"

"Destroying the corpse?" Huang Xiaotao guessed.

"Then I was hit by us... I always felt a little deliberate." I frowned.

The corpse was wearing a tattered suit and had many fractures all over the body. I was able to feel the broken bones. There was no bleeding or inflammation in the periosteum. These fractures were caused after death. I searched the body of the deceased. The pockets were basically empty. I sprinkled some seaweed powder on the easily touched areas such as the neckline, sleeves, and front of the front, but no fingerprints were left. It seems that the murderer’s methods are constantly escalating. .

Then I found that the deceased's lower body was bloody, so I took off the deceased's pants, and when I could see his lower body, Huang Xiaotao let out a low exclamation.

Only a lump of **** rotten meat remained in the **** of the deceased. From the shape it looked like it had been repeatedly hit by a blunt object, it seemed to be a hammer. Huang Xiaotao said: "Serial punishment?"

I shook my head: "No, this is called claustrophobia!"

The sentence of claustrophobia is a kind of imperial punishment used on female prisoners in ancient times. The ancient book records: "If you hit a woman's chest and abdomen with a mallet, something will fall to cover her household, and she can only defecate, and humanity will never be abolished. "This kind of criminal law is to use a mallet to hit the female prisoner's uterus, destroy her reproductive organs, and make her lose her fertility forever.

No matter whether it is harm to women, humiliation, and lifelong impact, nothing is more cruel than claustrophobia.

Not only was the **** smashed to the deceased, but the lower abdomen was also repeatedly smashed, so I judged that the murderer was restoring the ancient torture of claustrophobia.

I found a lot of blood on the legs of the deceased. I moved my nose to sniff it. Not only was it stained with blood, but also urine and semen-fluid. I took a look at the pants, and the trousers were also stained. These liquids.

It stands to reason that the deceased was definitely not standing when he was tortured by claustrophobia. It is unlikely that the blood will flow to the legs or so much.

I took a look at the deceased’s feet. There was a lot of mud and sand on the soles of his feet, and there were many wear and tear. I said: "It seems that after he was sentenced, he escaped again!"

"Escape? In this state..." Huang Xiaotao was speechless.

"Hmm!"

I took off the deceased’s clothes and sniffed it in my hand. There was a musty and engine oil smell on it. It seems that he did stay in the car for a while.

Then I checked his whole body, and the deceased had multiple bruises and falls, but no injuries from beatings. It seemed that he was left on the way to escape. Then I noticed that a piece of his head was sunken in the back of his head. It was soft under the skin and full of blood congestion. I felt around, and the bone plate underneath showed radial cracks.

Then I opened the deceased’s mouth and looked in my throat. There were some **** bubbles in my trachea. I said: “The blow on the head is very heavy, making the deceased enter a rigid state on the spot. Whether it was a fatal injury or not, I still can’t judge. However, the deceased had no other traumas throughout his body, which proved that after the murderer had beaten him, he felt that there was no need to make up the knife. So I thought that after the deceased was hit, he died soon."

I used ossuary to listen to the internal organs of the deceased. There was no major damage to the internal organs. It seems that the head is indeed a fatal injury.

In other words, something unexpected happened to this murder case! The murderer failed to kill the deceased according to the original plan. After the deceased escaped for a while, the murderer found him, killed him, and then loaded him here with a car and abandoned him.

If the car that collided with us yesterday contained the dead, then the murder should have happened on New Year’s Eve.

I thought about the corpse. At this time, Huang Xiaotao received a call from Sun Bingxin. After a few conversations, she said: "The DNA test has come out."

I said: "Find a tarp or plastic bag and put the body back!"

Two students helped to carry the corpse. The psychological quality of the students who didn't go through this scene was really bad. They put the corpse in the trunk and immediately ran to the side and vomited.

We drove away. It was dark by then. When we arrived at the entrance of the factory, a strong beam of light came. I saw an uncle standing at the entrance of the courtyard with a flashlight in his hand. He asked, "Who are you? Who are you? Did you come in? Did you cut the lock on the door."

We got off the car, and Huang Xiaotao showed his ID: "Master, we are the police and we are investigating the case!"

The uncle said in a loud voice: "The police can't come in casually when investigating the case. They also cut my lock. This is a big Chinese New Year. A thief will not emptied the warehouse."

I waved, called the students over, and asked them if they had cigarettes on them. After lighting a cigarette for the uncle, his mood eased slightly. It turned out that this uncle was the gatekeeper, and his family lived nearby. He just saw the courtyard door open upstairs and he came over immediately.

I said to my heart that it was really time to come. The murderer didn't find it when he came in, but we found it when we came in.

I asked: "Master, who owns this warehouse, do you know?"

"I know! Boss Pan, his uncle and I are old colleagues. Seeing that I am fine when I retired, they introduced me to the door for four thousand yuan a month."

If he knew that the boss was in our car now, and didn’t know what his expression should be, I suddenly thought of something and asked: "By the way, what did this warehouse do before?"

"Before? It used to be a factory. Twenty years ago, it was probably because of a gas leak and a big explosion. Later, this land was auctioned off by the court and bought as a warehouse." The uncle replied.

Hearing this, Huang Xiaotao and I exchanged glances in astonishment.