Advocate for the deceased

Chapter 499 Migao Case (4) [Fifth]

Zhou Hai shook his head, "The deceased most often used nasal suction. If there were tools, they were not prepared for him. His nasal mucosa has erosions, and he has a history of smoking D for at least two or three years."

Wan Chengjun suddenly realized that Zhou Hai discovered it from this point.

"I see!"

"The Wan detachment should call vehicles to transport the corpse. The hotel is a public place after all, so try to find a way to avoid crowds watching and cause unnecessary panic.

As for the two reporters, they are needed to assist in the investigation. After all, if they entered the scene of the crime at will, they are suspected of sabotaging the scene. Even in the United States, they will be prosecuted! "

Zhou Hai didn't say any more, and entered the bedroom with the investigation box.

Wan Chengjun gained confidence in an instant, and immediately made a call.

"Yu Yongliang, invite the two reporters to a hotel room and inform them to assist in the investigation. In addition, let Da Li arrange for our car to transport the corpse. The funeral home's car is too conspicuous. Let's do it ourselves!"

Zhou Hai approached the bedroom, the scene in front of him made his temples twitch violently twice.

Zhao Xinli beside him, although he was prepared in his heart, suddenly saw such a bloody scene, he still exclaimed.

"I'm going, is this a horror movie?"

Before Zhou Hai could warn him, Zhao Xinli covered his mouth, and then slapped himself on the face. The corner of Zhou Hai's mouth twitched. The more this guy came into contact with the fat man, the more he looked like him.

"Step on the survey mat prepared by the fat man, then put away the cigarette bottle and the things on the bedside table, and remember the marked position."

Zhao Xinli nodded quickly, then put down his hand covering his mouth, and walked over by stepping on the survey pad on one side.

Zhou Hai observed the room, not to mention Fatty and Zhao Xinli, even he frowned, this room was like a purgatory on earth.

The curtains were drawn tightly, all the lights in the room were turned on, and bloody handprints could be seen everywhere on the switch on the wall, and the white long-haired carpet had been stained bloody.

A woman was lying in a pool of blood on the ground, her face was covered by her long hair, her slender body was facing the window and her feet were facing the door, lying on her back with a slight inclination.

Stand with one knee bent, one leg straight, and arms stretched left and right, scattered on both sides of the body.

Blood, blood everywhere.

The hands of the deceased were already blood red, and there were more than ten piercing wounds on the neck and chest. Some of the wounds were turned outwards, and some were almost airtight.

From the lower part of the sternum to the upper part of the pubic bone, the whole body is cut in an irregular horizontal Y shape.

Zhou Hai walked over and put down the survey box.

Slightly tugged on the mask, took a deep breath, let himself concentrate, and looked at the dead man's legs.

Along the direction of the leg, there are two kinds of blood drip marks, vertical and horizontal.

The fingernails and toenails of the deceased were painted with gradient nail polish from bright red to light pink, with diamonds, bows and flowers painted on them.

It is more common to be able to do manicure on the fingers, and the feet can be done so delicately, which shows that this woman is a person who pays great attention to appearance.

Slightly parting the long hair, the beautiful face of the woman appeared in front of his eyes, Zhou Hai narrowed his eyes slightly, compared with the man's terrified death, the woman's face was extremely calm, without too much pain.

At this time, Zhao Xinli put away all the physical evidence, came to Zhou Hai's side, took a step back and squatted in front of the woman, looking at the deceased solemnly.

"Boss, this woman seems to have died peacefully, without any pain."

Zhou Hai nodded, and glanced at the bedside table.

"She smoked D before she died, so there was no pain in the whole body, and she even walked around after the injury. You can see that the blood drops on the legs are vertical drips, and then they drip after lying down. "

Zhao Xinli clenched his lips, and his breathing became heavier.

"Really, did she make the switch, the blood stains on the curtains and the carpet by herself?"

Zhou Hai nodded.

"Well, she did most of it!
Furthermore, these injuries were not caused all at once!
Most of these stab wounds on the chest were stabbed when the deceased was near death, so there was not much life reaction at the edge of the wound, especially the abdominal cut, which was completely post-mortem wound, but what did the murderer want to do? "

This question Zhou Hai was asking himself, the state of the man in the living room was weird enough, and this one died so "peacefully" after such a serious injury, it was really incomprehensible in such a situation.

Just as Zhou Hai was about to try to replace it from the perspective of the murderer, Zhao Xinli's gaze at his side affected his thoughts.

I saw that Zhao Xinli looked towards the chest of the deceased. She was originally a thin and thin woman, so round and somewhat disproportionate, especially looking at the defect at the top, Zhao Xinli shook her body and felt pain for her.

"Could it be that you were injured during your lifetime?"

Zhou Hai nodded, "One edge is clear, it should be cut off, but there is very little bleeding, it is undoubtedly a post-mortem injury, the other edge has tooth marks, and the skin and tissue have muscle layer torn, this one is ~~~ bitten off of.

Injured before death! "

"Fuck~"

Zhao Xinli screamed and stretched his head to search around the deceased. Seeing a severed head in the pool of blood beside Zhou Hai, Zhao Xinli stretched out his hand tremblingly.

"There's one!
But one is missing? "

Zhou Hai clipped it up and placed it on the left side, and it was exactly the same as the defect.

Zhao Xinli coughed. After putting it together like this, he could feel the woman's graceful figure even more. Such partial plumpness is rarely possessed by Asian women. Looking up at Zhou Hai's serious look, he didn't ask the question.

Zhou Hai didn't lift his head, and said:
"Don't be envious, this is a silicone filler. Look at the underarms on the side. Although it is minimally invasive, the incision is still very large in order to pursue the filling effect."

Zhao Xinli looked in the direction of Zhou Hai's finger, and sure enough there was a white linear trace, only three to four centimeters, if you don't observe carefully, it's really hard to find, but this thing can't escape the doctor's eyes.

For a moment, Zhao Xinli lost the excitement just now, and wanted to rub his nose, but because he was wearing gloves, he held back the idea.

Zhou Hai began to check the wound on the deceased's abdomen. Zhao Xinli glanced at Zhou Hai up and down, poked Zhou Hai's arm with his elbow, and asked in a low voice when he saw that there was no one around.

"Haizi, why didn't you react when you saw a woman?"

Zhou Hai glanced between his legs, his eyes kept moving up, fixed on Zhao Xinli's face, and sighed slightly.

"Go back and give you a book to read, adjust your psychology, and react when you see this, it's not a good thing!"

Zhao Xinli almost didn't hold back, Zhou Hai's words seemed to be stuck in a balloon, causing his excitement and excitement just now to collapse, and he sighed and moved closer to Zhou Hai.

At this moment, Zhou Hai exclaimed in bewilderment.

"what?"

Zhao Xinli leaned closer to Zhou Hai's position and looked over, only to see nothing abnormal in the abdomen of the deceased except for the dry blood clots on the surface, the intestinal tract and light yellow granular fat.

"what happened?"

Zhou Hai opened the wound on the abdomen of the deceased, and his hand had already penetrated into it. The moment he took out his hand, there seemed to be a gap under his palm, where there were clots of clotted blood, and there were traces of cuts around it.

In order to take a closer look, Zhao Xinli has already helped Zhou Hai to open the wound.

Taking a closer look, Zhou Hai gasped.

"The womb of the deceased, gone?"

　Let's do the math and talk about owed more. I owed 21 chapters before, and the leaders of turtle and Xiaoer students added 10 more. Today I paid back 3 more, and there are 28 more left. The more you owe, the more you owe!Try to finish this book before it ends! o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
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