The Underworld Detective

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As soon as the police were called, the village chief panicked inexplicably: "No, the family is not ugly. No matter who the killer is, the Song family is likely to be out of the question. Absolutely no outsiders can participate in this matter!"

Others also echoed. The village chief's response aroused my interest. Did he hide something from me?

At this time, a person came in outside, and it was actually the widow Cui Huan who had met one at her mother-in-law's house before, and she gasped and said, "Village chief, it's not good, mother-in-law Yan is she ...

The village chief told her to slowly say that Cuihuan covered her face and cried, "Mr. Yan asked someone to kill!"

There was an uproar at the scene. The village chief called for a long time to calm down. I asked, "Where are you and Granny Yan before eight o'clock?"

"I ... I'll accompany her to pick some herbs on the mountain."

"Mother-in-law Yan and I have agreed to meet at eight in the evening. Why did she choose to go out at this time?" I forced.

Someone scolded me: "Oh, boy, have you forgotten your identity? Why do you ask someone else?"

I was very upset when I was interrupted, stared at the man coldly and said, "Shut up!"

The people around were quiet, maybe my eyes were terrible at that time. The man asked the village chief for help: "Village chief, you look at this boy, it's so crazy, please come to the family law to teach him!"

The village chief yelled: "Funny, you can't move the family without being a family member or patriarch. Cuihuan, you take us to see the body first."

Cuihuan led us out. I whispered to Song Xingchen, and he disappeared into the crowd silently.

Song Jie said, "Brother Song Yang, do you have any good skills?"

I shook my head: "It's almost impossible to investigate this case!"

The crowd walked on the mountain road. Most of the children of the Song family had pupils with holes and no lighting, and the scene was like a group of people swimming in the middle of the night. We came to a hillside and someone screamed in the distance. I saw Granny Yan lying on the hillside with a large pool of blood and a bunch of intestines flowing out of the wound.

The crowd exploded, and I was preparing for an autopsy, and was suddenly stopped by someone: "What are you doing?"

"Post-mortem!" I answered.

The man said, "No, you may be a murderer. Don't touch the body."

I rolled my eyes: "Uncles, which of you will have an autopsy?"

All the people present were Wu Song. They are so-called specialists in the field of surgery. They are not good at autopsy, but life and death do not let me touch. This situation is very passive. Some people said, "Only the village chief is the most virtuous person. Let the village chief check it! "

I was so annoyed that I could look at the autopsy?

Fortunately, the village chief refused, and he waved again and again and again: "No, no, I didn't do this kind of thing, or you should ask the master to come forward."

So he sent a few guys to invite Song Heting. Some guys performed light work and ran fast. They returned in a quarter of an hour, and said, "The master said, she doesn't care about this, and Song Yang will investigate it!"

Song Jie was lame: "What is my mother doing, and no such thing happens?"

The crowd protested, saying that I was a criminal suspect and that I must not be allowed to touch the body. I explained: "You can monitor the whole process, and I will definitely not act on the body."

The village chief nodded: "All right!"

Although some people still criticized, the village chief tried to disagree and let me go to the post-mortem.

This is probably the most special investigation I have ever experienced. Someone was staring at me at 360 degrees. I opened the eyelids of the deceased and checked the degree of corpse stiffness. The death time was about an hour.

I took a look at the cut stomach, although it was bloody, but the intestinal mucosa was not damaged. It seems that the killer is not very professional.

I grabbed the hand of the deceased and looked at it, there was some dander left in the nails of the deceased.

I got under the nose of the deceased and smelled it. This action caused a lot of debate, and many people shouted, "Hey, what are you doing?"

I ignored them. I smelled some medicine in the nostril of the deceased, some fibers on her lips, and her mouth and nose were covered. Because of the relatively large movements, the nasal mucosa was bleeding.

I checked the pupils and joints of the deceased again. As I can't test it now, I can only speculate. Judging from some signs, the deceased inhaled a certain high concentration of hallucinogenic drugs, because the deceased's muscles were relatively loose, and the pupils were in an excited state. It is reasonable to say that when struggling before death, the muscles will become stiff.

When I opened the collar of the deceased, I found a striae under the neck, which proves that the deceased was strangled from the back. The striae had some scent, but mixed with some odor.

I stood up and looked around. Everyone avoided my sight. When I looked back, I found Song Jie tied his head and twitched her fingers and said, "Turn around!"

"Why?"

Song Jie said, still turned around, I smelled on her head, Song Jie asked embarrassedly: "What the **** do you want?"

I said, "What's on your head, so fragrant?"

Song Jie said: "Oh, the girl has long hair, so she must comb her hair with her hair."

I smiled. I can't see this thing anymore. Now I use conditioner or something.

The village chief wondered: "Nie, do you find anything?"

I said the conclusion of the post-mortem, and everyone heard the fog, and someone asked anxiously, "Who is the murderer?"

I lifted a finger, and where everyone pointed, they all retreated, and finally the finger stopped on Cuihuan, the widow, and I shouted, "It's you!"

Cuihuan opened his mouth in surprise: "Boy, what are you talking about? I have been dedicated to serving Granny Yan over the years, how can I do this kind of thing? Conscience of the heavens and earth, what I usually do, everyone can testify for me!"

I laughed: "There are many motives for killing. See the Cai Uprising, revenge killing, passionate killing ... or to cover up the previous evidence! In fact, you have given the evidence to me."

The crowd was frightened for a while, and I took out the iron walnut wrapped with a handkerchief and said, "This is the evidence!"

The head of the village was completely confused: "Big nephew, is there anything to say?"

I arched my hand slightly: "I want to ask the village chief to explain first how the iron walnut was passed between the goddesses."

The village chief explained slowly: "Each generation of the selected princess will swallow it whole into the belly, and after it is killed, it will be picked out from the bones and passed to the next generation."

I thanked softly: "This thing is iron, and the main component of human stomach acid is hydrochloric acid. Iron is soaked in hydrochloric acid for decades, and it will be seriously rusted. But this iron walnut is still so smooth and round, the green ring , I think you know why? "

Cuihuan bit her lip and looked very flustered.

My eyes suddenly shouted, "Because the so-called ritual is fake, no one has swallowed it!"