when the moon whispers

Six accomplices in the case
  Twenty-Four Forgery (Part [-])
  "...Hide a little bit!"

Gu Xing leaned with his shoulders hunched in front of the men's restroom where technicians were rushing to and fro to finish their preliminary inspection. In response to the greeting of Ronaldinho's forensic doctor who leaned out from the outermost private compartment, he first slurped the remaining pill in his hand. With a cigarette butt in his ass, he turned around and was thinking about finding an ashtray that would not hinder the evidence collection at the scene. He suddenly saw Xiao Letian who had squeezed into the bathroom again at some point and a pool of blood dripping from the disembowelment. The organ fragments in the evidence bag made everyone's eyes wide open. The fishy smell and quite shocking visual experience quite directly broke down the psychological defense line that the young policeman had firmly established after retching for a round. Xiao Letian's face He collapsed with a "shua", and withdrew his head and rushed towards the door of the toilet. Gu Xing stretched out his hand to grab a handful and then reluctantly brushed it away from Jiang Mo who came a step later. He leaned against the bar with his waist bent. , swallowing the nausea in his throat, he turned his head away and politely declined the attention of the fat man who was carrying the evidence bag.

Gu Xing laughed happily, turned around and glanced at Luo Xin, who was still leaning on the sofa in the booth and turning around his mobile phone. He took out the new gloves in his pocket and handed them to the protective equipment he had put on the sofa when he was in charge of recording. Jiang Mo stood in the gap and asked, "Is Luo Xin playing a gangster?"

Jiang Mo just stared at the back of Xiao Letian's hair-like chicken coop with a smile, raised his eyebrows and reacted slowly for half a second before taking the gloves and talking, "How can he be so dishonest that he can sit there so well?" Where?" Jiang Mo raised his elbows and supported Xiao Letian, leaning weakly. He turned his head and glanced at Boss Luo, who seemed to be still hesitating about something, and then looked at the mobile phone that he was about to knock out of Mars. , frowned slightly, "I said I wanted to leave a personal contact information, but I always feel like... he doesn't seem to be doing it for the case of the man who died in the bar -"

"If asking for the phone is not a hooligan, then what is a hooligan? Look, I won't take Letian'er to pull out his valve core later..." Gu Xingluo was stunned, and raised his hand to rake the back of Xiao Letian's head twice. With "My Heart Is Flying" on his hair, he raised his chin and winked at his little apprentice who was obviously a little too slow to react. Xiao Letian nodded without waiting for the words to be understood, and then raised his head to look serious. asked.

"...But Master, where is the valve core of the Maserati? I thought the car seemed to be a Maserati when he came here."

"... Let's go look for it together later, do you think it's okay?"

Gu Xing was so stunned by him that he wanted to laugh. He held his breath in his throat and resisted rolling his eyes. He crossed Xiao Letian's head twice and then pinched the back of his neck and screamed. Ti slipped to the pool of blood, let go, turned around and grabbed Zhu Silai, who was leaning top-heavy in the corner of the cubicle wall, and took a frightened "hiss" breath.

"I just told you to have a bite of food in the car...are you hypoglycemic? Let Fatty get into my car and touch a piece of chocolate later."

"You are driving like a bumper car, you are so dizzy after drinking water, and you are still eating... I am a director after all, and there are so many people. If I run out with Lotte and feel sick, where do you want me to put my face-" Zhu Silai didn't break away from Gu Xing's tug. He leaned forward and used his strength to carefully pull the skin and tissue at the thoracoabdominal incision. He frowned and paused for a few seconds before sighing deeply.

"I originally thought that the photo of the deceased's chest and abdomen where the chest and abdomen were cut open was much messier than the previous Qian An case, and I suspected that it might be a copycat vendetta - but after careful inspection, it can be basically confirmed that it is similar to the previous heart-digging case. It's the same weapon and technique." Zhu Silai sniffed his nose, which was a little numb from sniffing the bloody scene, and hesitantly asked about his subjective suspicion: "Hey, brother, why does this deceased look a bit weird to me? Does it look familiar? Does it resemble--"

Gu Xing seemed to have expected it. He raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhu Silai: "I suspect he is a relative of Chen Zuohui and his family who died in Wandu Mountain three years ago. Let's not talk about this... What is the general situation now? "

"The male deceased, currently estimated to be 33-35 years old, was sitting on the toilet seat with his legs spread against the wall panel of the cubicle. After the abdomen was cut open, a considerable amount of liquid and broken tissue was probably flushed down the toilet and into the sewer. "

"The corpse is 179 centimeters long. It was cut open repeatedly with sharp tools from the sternum, second rib, to the abdomen. Here, here, these - these are relatively obvious bruises and sharp weapon injuries. The abrasions and bruises on the face should not be a case. It was not serious at the time of the attack. There are already some signs of healing visible to the naked eye." Zhu Silai stretched out his arms and touched several subcutaneous blood spots on the deceased's cheek and outer edge of the skin tissue. "The heart still came from under the rib arch. The edges of the body were upward, dug out by the damaged fascial tissue.” ˆˆˆˆ “As for the cause of death, preliminary analysis shows that it was traumatic and hemorrhagic shock, and there should be extensive soft tissue and muscle contusions throughout the body. The cadaveric spots are relatively mild, light red, and mainly It exists in the uncompressed parts of the back and the back of the lower limbs. Rigor mortis develops but the degree is not strong... His blood loss and environment have a great impact on the body temperature, and the specific time of death needs to be accurately estimated." Zhu Silai pondered for a moment, He said concisely and concisely: "Let's give you a range first. Between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] in the morning, the time of death is not too far away."

Gu Xing nodded when he heard this, raised his wrist and looked at the time, "About... more than eight hours ago. Is this the scene of the first crime?"

Zhu Silai hesitated for a moment and did not give a straightforward answer, "No secondary settlement has been found on the corpse spots for the time being. However, traces of bumps and pulls during life and transportation after death were indeed found."

Gu Xing was stunned and blinked without reacting: "What do you mean? There is no secondary settlement but there is transportation after death? So is this the scene of the first crime or the scene where the body was dumped?"

"This judgment depends on you, Captain Gu." Zhu Silai shook his head helplessly, "The current clues are not enough for me to make a conclusive judgment for you, because of his blood loss and the time it took to dump and move the body. It won’t be long, and the traces of secondary settlement may not be clear yet.”

Gu Xing thought for a moment in silence: "Are you more inclined to dump the body at the scene?"

"If you tell me with the door closed." Zhu Silai raised his hand and pointed at the blood stains on the wall of the compartment door.

"You don't need to tell me about the splatter-like blood stains caused by sharp weapons? In the state of the deceased, the arteries and blood vessels were almost scratched. In this small space, it is unlikely that there would be no traces of spatter - at the same time, in the absence of cleaning the scene Under the premise, blood spots were thrown all over the wall, and there was a small trace of wiping under the brick wall on the right..."

"The murderer obviously wanted to fake this place as the scene of the first crime in order to achieve some of his goals."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on alternate days~
  "Don't you see the long pine lying in the gully trapped in the wind and frost, but it will stand upright in the Fuming Hall."

I wish all the hardships will be over and I wish you peace of mind~