At 9:30 in the evening, the Nancheng Funeral Home was still lit with white lights. There was a coldness in this whiteness, and the whole room was several degrees lower than the outside.

The autopsy was completed, Lin Xiuran supported his arms on the dissection table, lowered his head and observed the half-rotted male corpse on the dissection table, his expression a little dignified.

Obviously, the murderer did not want the victim to die easily. Before the victim died, he had to undergo a long period of torture. The surface of the corpse was covered with scars from various abuses. This time may last for a few days, or even a week. The stomach contents of the corpse were empty, indicating that the victim had not eaten for a long time before he died.

With the sound of footsteps, Song Wen and Fu Linjiang walked in from the door.

Song Wen's nose moved, in addition to the rancid smell, there was a strong bloody smell in the room. Besides these two smells, there was a special smell in the air, it was a disgusting fishy smell, like A smell of evaporating liquid mixed with seawater, as if the whole house was much heavier.

Lin Xiuran pointed to the male corpse on the autopsy table, and said straight to the point: "The corpse was transported by the third team. The deceased's name was Zhang Peicai, 35 years old this year. He has his own official account and is quite well-known. The deceased was 1.78 meters tall, and the time of death can be initially determined. It was three days ago, and the body was found tonight by the ditch in the Anhe District. "

"There is a vast area and few people, and there is no surveillance. It is estimated that it will be difficult to find the person who dumped the body." Song Wen said and looked at the dissection table. The identity of the deceased was sensitive, and he understood why this case came to him. , "From the current information, it can only be determined that the corpse may have a means of transportation, and the corpse will be transported to that kind of place."

"According to the testimony of the scavenger who found the corpse, the corpse was not there last night. We can preliminarily determine the time for the corpse to be thrown into the early morning of this day. The temperature has recently increased, and various insects have reached an active period.** The time is much faster than usual." Lin Xiuran made a simple explanation.

At this time, lying on the dissection table was the corpse of a young man. The flesh had begun to rot and gave off a thick stench. The corpse had completed the basic dissection. The chest and abdomen were opened, and the head was shaved. saw.

Under the white light, the corpse's eyes were slightly open. If there was another difference, it was that the whites of the corpse's eyes revealed a reddish turbidity. Like when people's eyes get inflamed. The eyeballs turned completely red, and there were red blood lines in them. Under this pale light, it seemed like a pair of blood pupils had grown.

Song Wen suddenly thought of the movie he had seen, and the zombies in it seemed to have such eyes. He looked down at the rotting corpse again, as if he would sit up at any moment.

The deceased was a young man, his muscles were slender and strong, and his height was not low. Who subdued such a man and tortured him to death?

Lin Xiuran continued: "Zhang Peicai used to be a social investigative reporter. Later, he resigned from his position, but he did not stop social investigation. Later, he started to do news releases on the Internet and we media. He used to do well-known series such as takeaways. Factory visits, and chaos in private kindergartens.”

Fu Linjiang nodded: "I seem to have seen the sanitation situation of one of his five-star hotels revealed. Those workers used strong bleaching detergents and threw the cleaned bedding directly on the ground. As long as I remembered, I would I feel like I'm getting goosebumps."

Song Wendao: "You don't have to be too nervous, we police officers can't afford to live in a five-star hotel."

Fu Linjiang covered his chest and said, "Thank you for your relief, it makes sense, but why am I feeling more sad?"

There is no lack of darkness in the world, there are even many well-known gray areas, and many people have their own hidden secrets. Zhang Peicai's job is to expose these things, and he himself has already been in the gray area for money and fame. Judge him by simply being a good guy or a bad guy.

Some of his reports are true, while others exaggerate some facts.

If you want to make a fortune doing this kind of private investigation, you can either do a paparazzi check on celebrities, or you can do this kind of sensational social news like Zhang Peicai. Along with a piece of sensational news, they are often fame and fortune.

Lin Xiuran continued: "Before the accident, the deceased told his relatives that he was going to investigate for a period of time, and his family did not care about his whereabouts. About a week ago, his younger brother was unable to contact him many times, so he reported to him. The police, because the relatives provided Zhang Peicai's specific specialties and photos of the birthmark, this time the source of the corpse was determined so quickly."

Song Wen familiarly reached out and took a pair of gloves and put them on, then looked down at the body: "Is the cause of death determined?"

"It's confirmed, it was due to excessive blood loss from trauma." Lin Xiuran said.

"But it looks like this, there are many wounds on the corpse, and there is no obvious fatal trauma..." Fu Linjiang carefully observed the rotting corpse, most of the wounds were not fatal.

Lin Xiuran explained: "There are many scars all over the body of the corpse. The torso, limbs, including the head. The murderer knows how to abuse others and can make the victim more painful."

"That is, the victim was slowly tortured to death by bloodletting." Fu Linjiang spoke with disgust, and leaned down to observe the head of the deceased. Song Wen also followed. At this time, the skull of the corpse was sawed open and exposed. The brain that came out was exposed to the air, and some of it had decayed. The dural blood vessels were filled, and there were blood stasis in several bleeding points. The adult worms and flies had been collected, but some eggs and larvae were inevitably left in the corpse. The whole brain has become a paradise for insects, like a worm's nest that has been emptied by worms.

"This is..." Fu Linjiang found that there were several white sacs on his brain, the size of which was like a pop of rice, and he reached out to touch it.

"Don't move!" Lin Xiuran said, stretched out his hand and used a pair of tweezers to break a white sac that looked like an egg, then placed it on the dissection table, and some sacs flowed out from the broken sac. The transparent liquid, and then a white bug several centimeters long crawled out of it.

Song Wen finally knew what the smell he had smelled before. It was the smell brought by these maggots, a raw and fishy smell that was indescribable. Kind of like coming out of a dying egg. He looked down at the struggling bug and said, "Looking at the development of this bug, it doesn't look like it's been dead for three days."

Song Wen didn't do much research on this, but he also knew that forensic doctors often determined the time of death based on the condition of the worms, but looking at the corpse now, it seems that the worms will not develop until it has been dead for more than a week.

Lin Xiuran nodded: "The surface of the brain is swollen, and there are maggots in the coronal section. This person's brain is almost emptied by insects." Then he turned his head and explained, "Usually after death, maggots will grow wildly according to the environment, as the saying goes. Well, flies don't bite seamless eggs. Flies like to lay eggs in some moist places, such as wounds, nose and mouth, reproductive organs, etc. Now although the corpse is decomposed, according to the insect's prompt, this person was on the head before he was alive. When you get hurt, there should be bugs in there."

Seeing this scene, Song Wen stood up straight: "This means..."

Lin Xiuran calmly stated the somewhat cruel truth: "His head has traces of iron nails, leaving round wounds on his skull, which is also a form of torture, that is to say, it is possible that The worms had already laid eggs in him while he was still alive. The rotting and festering of the wound caused the worm to multiply."

Song Wendao: "It seems that the murderer is very experienced, like a veteran."

"Other than that," Lin Xiuran's expression was still stern, "the deceased had some binding wounds on his hands and feet, and tape marks on his nose and mouth. I suspect that he had been imprisoned for a period of time before his death. When the deceased was found , In order to put it in the bag and fix the body, he has knots on his hands and feet, and the knots are a bit special, you can look at them later."

In many serial cases, the suspect will have a special way of binding, which is also one of the important clues to lock the murderer later.

"What about his belongings? Does he have a mobile phone or other documents with him?" Song Wen asked again.

Lin Xiuran shook his head and said, "No one knows what he is investigating, and where he went during this time. When he was found, the body was only wearing simple clothes. We can use it as physical evidence, except for the rope on his hand. , it's a big black bag for dumping corpses."

"What about other clues? Didn't he say his family reported missing before?" Song Wen asked again.

Lin Xiuran thought for a while and then said, "I heard a few words before. It seems that the deceased's younger brother said that he told him when his older brother left that he found a shocking news."

Song Wen frowned slightly when he heard this. Would it be even more amazing than his previous revelations? So was this person killed because he knew something?

After examining the corpse, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening. Lin Xiuran had to conduct further slicing tests on the corpse and write the autopsy report. Song Wen said to Fu Linjiang, "Let's withdraw first, and we will start the investigation tomorrow." He said this. In a word, his eyes suddenly turned to the side, and on the table in the corner of the funeral home, a few bags were placed.

"This is?" Song Wen frowned, that thing looked a little familiar.

Lin Xiuran raised his head and glanced: "Oh, Lu Siyu sent it here. He said it was the wolfberry and tea that Zhang Dahai gave before, you put my share on his side, he happened to be free today, give it to him. I'll bring it over."

Song Wen's brows furrowed even tighter: "When did it happen?"

"Just now, as soon as he left, you came."

"You let him go to the funeral home to deliver it?"

Lin Xiuran said: "He said that he happened to be nearby, and a minute after making a call, someone came over. Then he came over and left something to chat and left." He finally felt from Song Wen's words. In other words, he straightened up and asked, "Have you guys... been having trouble lately?" He pondered for a while before using such a word. Anyway, Fu Linjiang was not an outsider. He knew how much Song Wen cared about Lu Siyu. So I can't figure out what these two are doing.

Song Wen asked, "Did he say anything else?" In this way, Lu Siyu probably came out of the police station, went to the funeral home, drove all the way here, stopped the car, and called Lin Xiuran.

Only then did Lin Xiuran pursed his lips and put on a showy expression: "Say you won't let him be reinstated, let me plead for him. But I'm from the Forensic Appraisal Center after all, and I'm not his direct leader, so I can't talk about you guys. The things in the team, I comforted him a few words and let him go back."

Only Song Wen accepted this explanation. But he couldn't understand why Lu Siyu was so active.

The funeral home was a remote and yin place. When the two of them left the funeral home, the temperature outside was several degrees higher than inside. After getting into the car, Fu Linjiang continued the topic just now: "I'm afraid this murderer is not simple."

"The murderer is well hidden at present, leaving no traces." Song Wen started the car, "It is estimated that this case is not so easy to solve."

"Hey, are you really not going to reveal some information to Lu Siyu? I think his intuition and ideas are quite accurate sometimes." Fu Linjiang tentatively suggested.

"He wouldn't have asked you to intercede for him, right?" Song Wen still refused: "Let's check it out first. When he was away, we didn't solve the case the same way?"

As long as it is murder, from the moment the murderer has the idea, all actions are like toppling dominoes. Change, this change is very subtle, maybe he didn't even notice it. After the behavior of each thing, various traces will be left. As long as they can be reasonably connected by reasoning, the desired answer can be found.

There are no murderers who are smart enough, only hunters who are not smart enough and persistent enough.