Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 8 The little face is wrinkled into a bun

Chapter 8 The little face is wrinkled into a bun

Liu Xiaoli guessed that this should be another servant of the grandfather, that tall and straight young man.

The broad palm was very rough, and Liu Xiaoli felt his face was scratched. He touched the back of this big warm hand, and muttered, "Uncle, Xiao Li is going to help Dad, so he must go there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Wei called over there: "Xiao Li, Gauze."

"Here we come." Liu Xiaoli broke free from the man's hand, smiled at him, and secretly stuffed the little pill into the young man's palm behind his father's back, then ran over with short legs.

The young man looked at the pill in his hand, fell silent for a moment, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

The old man next to him saw it and spread his hands at him.

The young man frowned playfully, but still handed it over.

Over there, Liu Xiaoli had already rushed to his mother's side, looked at the ugly corpse with a bit of disgust on his face, but he still obediently squatted beside him, took out the gauze and spread it on the palm of his hand.

Liu Wei caught a corpse insect and put it on the gauze.

Liu Xiaoli looked at the fat bug crawling around in his palm, sniffed it with the tip of his nose, made a judgment, and said, "More than three days."

Liu Wei looked relieved: "Well, it's almost the same, let's be more precise."

Liu Xiaoli had a bitter face, showing embarrassment.

He could only tell that the corpse worm had grown for at least three days, that is to say, the corpse had been dead for at least five or six days. No matter how precise it was, he couldn't tell.

"Didn't you smell it just now? Didn't you smell anything else?"

Liu Xiaoli's pink face was wrinkled into a bun: "I... I can smell the day."

"anything else?"

"And..." Liu Xiaoli couldn't answer, her mouth was suffocated.

Liu Wei sighed, and guided in another way: "The size of a corpse worm is about three days, but the left and right range is too large to accurately determine the time of death, so what should we do?"

This mother taught me before, and Liu Xiaoli quickly replied: "We should smell the corpse insects, and determine what kind of climate it was produced in, and whether it is consistent with today's normal weather, that is, is it possible that the corpse is It was deliberately placed in a colder or hotter place to delay or accelerate the production of corpse insects, so as to rule out whether the corpse was murdered intentionally or by accident."

"Then are you sure?"

Liu Xiaoli sniffed hard again, feeling a little embarrassed: "I can smell that there is no fishy smell in the corpse insect, but the uncle said that the corpse was found by the small lake, so if the corpse has been by the small lake, the corpse insect It’s impossible not to smell of water, so that’s not where the bodies were killed.”

"continue."

"If the small lake was not the place where the first murder occurred, then the corpse was killed somewhere else, and was placed there for at least five to six days before being thrown to the small lake." After Liu Xiaoli finished speaking, she glanced at her mother secretly Dear expression.

Seeing the smile in Niangqin's eyes, he knew he was right and became more confident.

"So, I judge that the body was deliberately murdered, deliberately hidden, and then placed by the small lake today or last night."

"The murder location?" Liu Wei asked.

Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, his small face wrinkled again, and he was about to cry: "Father, I don't know, I can only smell the climate where corpse insects breed, it should be in a relatively stuffy soil environment, that is to say, the corpse was killed The last storage place should be in a place similar to a cellar, but I can't smell the place of murder."

"Can't smell it, can't judge?" Liu Wei squinted her eyes, dissatisfied with her son's poking and moving, and would not draw inferences at all.

Liu Xiaoli pursed her lips, lowered her head sullenly, very ashamed.

(End of this chapter)