The Underworld Detective

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Sister Wang laughed abruptly, and laughed back and forth, and then calmed down, wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes and said: "Miss, scold people without this, you negate his personality."

Huang Xiaotao said shamefully, "I have eaten a lot of criticisms in my life, and for the first time I have been said not to scold others."

Sister Wang drew a whip on her middle-aged uncle and yelled, "Don't cry, all right, you bitch!"

The uncle was honest and did not move anymore. Sister Wang took us away from the road and said to Huang Xiaotao on the road: "See? The training is also skillful, not arbitrarily abused as the layman thought. It's just a game, you have to master it. "

Huang Xiaotao smiled bitterly: "I won't learn this ..."

"Actually, it's the same as your police interrogator. The important thing is to create an atmosphere." Sister Wang pointed out.

The sudden expression of Huang Xiaotao's comprehension made me a little scared!

In the small bar outside, Sister Wang asked for a cup of **** Mary, then took out the phone, and after a few calls, she smiled at us: "This circle is really small, just ask a few sisters and ask, There is a queen of the night, a female white-collar worker who earns money to enter the industry. Her real name is Ouyang Lan, but my friend said that she has been out of touch recently. "

"Where does she live?" I asked.

Sister Wang sent a text message, and after receiving a reply, I wrote down the address and said goodbye to her.

Before leaving, Sister Wang asked: "Don't forget to promise me something."

We drove to Ouyang Lan's apartment. It was a low-rent house. We knocked on the door a few times and found no one agreed. So I pulled out the unlocking tool. When I was going to pry the lock, I suddenly found that the keyhole had been pryed around. Mark of.

I checked the milk delivery box next to the door. There was a bottle of yoghurt left in the bottle. I smelled the bottle mouth and it was fresh. I was vigilant: "Someone has come in! This person has stayed here today. It may still be in the house. "

Huang Xiaotao calmly pulled out his gun, and Sun Bingxin was scared to hide behind me.

It would be troublesome if the murderer hid in it. The other party was guilty of guilty conscience, and someone broke in late at night. He would either fight a dead net or escape from guilt. This is the sixth floor. Jumping out of the window may die.

I greeted both of them with my mouth: "Don't go in first, just wait for the rabbit!"

I brewed my emotions, and then patted the door a few times and shouted, "Lan Lan, are you home? Why don't you return the message! Don't open the door, right, I'll go to the locksmith and wait for you."

Then I stomped a few times and made a gesture at Huang Xiaotao and Sun Bingxin, and we immediately retreated to both sides of the door.

We waited for about five minutes in silence, and suddenly footsteps came from behind the door. The footsteps stopped in front of the door and seemed to be peeping through the cat's eyes, but the people inside could not see us.

Then the door opened. A boy with yellow hair opened the door and looked around, looking at us, closing the door quickly. But Huang Xiaotao's eyes slammed his hands against the door, pointed his gun at his head, and said, "Be honest!"

Huang Mao cried out in fright and knelt on the ground for mercy: "Comrade policeman, I'm a good person, I'm not a thief."

We all laughed. Is this also called lying?

I asked, "It's the one who breaks through the empty door. When you see someone not at home, you just stay there. You have a big heart."

Huang Mao confessed arrogantly that I seemed to hide his expression. Is there any other inside story?

Huang Xiaotao pulled out his handcuffs, handcuffed him from behind, and pushed him into the room. Opening the door, we saw the mess in the living room, the leftover snack packaging was randomly discarded, a smell of cigarette smoke, and some bras, bras, and women's underwear were thrown on the sofa.

In addition to the smell of smoke, I also smelled something else. I greeted Sun Bingxin to come with me, and Huang Mao shouted, "Don't enter the house, there is nothing, I swear!"

We opened the bedroom door and was shocked by what we saw. A naked female corpse was lying on the bed with pale skin and weird posture. There was an open computer next to it, which was running an online game with colorful pictures. not sure what it is.

Sun Bing covered his mouth subconsciously, and there was a smell of corpse in the room, which was deliberately covered with air freshener, but he could still smell it.

I took out the rubber gloves I brought with me and put it on. I used to open the deceased's eyelids and pressed her muscles a few times. "My pupils are cloud-shaped, and the time of death should be within two days. The corpse has not yet formed. "

There was a silk scarf on the female corpse's wrist, and I tore it open. There was a deep mouth underneath, almost all of the skin turned over, and it looked quite oozing.

Wrist-cutting suicide?

I touched the surface of the corpse, and the body surface was very slippery and clean. Like just after taking a bath, it seemed to have been soaked in water for a long time before death. After a person dies, the epidermis will not renew and no dirt will appear .

Sun Bingxin picked up the props, towels, heating rods, lubricants placed on the bed, and frowned, "It's so heavy!"

I probably knew what was going on. I asked Shang Bingxin to go to the bathroom and take a look. There was indeed blood stains in the bathtub where the water had been drained, and there were cracks in the tiles on the edge of the bathtub. Asshole, flushed the bathroom again! No trace left. "

Sun Bingxin asked: "Will there be evidence in the sewer?"

I said, "Let's talk later. Ask the thief first."

We came to the living room, Huang Mao was shackled with his hands on his knees, and shivered, I said seriously: "Explain! I advise you not to conceal the best sentence, now your fingerprints are everywhere, your DNA may be in the body It's too easy to convict you of murder. "

Huang Mao shook his head in shock: "Government, I didn't kill anyone. When I came in, the woman was dead."

He claimed to be a thief who broke into the empty door. He came here yesterday morning to break through the empty door. He was surprised to find that the owner was lying in the bathtub and cutting his wrist to commit suicide.

He broke through a lot of empty doors and saw that this woman lived alone. In addition to the recent troubles of his girlfriend, he saw that the female corpse looked good, so he had evil thoughts.

He simply settled down, ate something in his refrigerator, played games, and raped no fewer than five corpses. I had planned to leave early this morning, but it was too cozy to live here, so he was defeated by inertia, and played until the evening, but we were caught right away.

Huang Xiaotao scolded snortly: "Sleeping with the dead, you are not afraid of ghosts!"

Huang Mao replied, "I am an atheist!"

I asked, "Why do you rinse the bathroom?"

Huang Mao explained: "Blood hula is bad, what if the neighbor smells the odor, so I brush it again."

"There was blood on the ground?"

"Yes."

"Where's the weapon?"

"A fruit knife fell into the bathtub. I have washed it and put it back!"

I smiled bitterly: "Thank you so much for the killer!"