The surprise scene of the "resurrection of the dead" frightened the people silly.
Huang Xiaotao was stunned and asked, "Song Yang, how did you do it?"
"In life there is death, and in death there is life, and even a dead body can, by some special means, restore some of its bodily functions." I explained.
"This is... Is this too mysterious?"
"It is not surprising that when a person dies, there is more or less a breath in the lungs, unless he has drowned or suffocated. The 'fake corpse' you just saw was actually the air in the lungs of the deceased holding the body up."
I picked up the ice on the ground with tweezers and held it in front of my eyes. It was stained with blood and some bits of meat.
"Then how did the victim get ice in his lungs?" Huang Xiaotao asked what all the cops at the scene wanted to ask.
"Because he was frozen for a period of time after his death, but there was no water trace left on the body surface, probably frozen with dry ice or refrigerant, so the degree of decomposition of the body was greatly slowed down, causing the illusion that the death was only ten hours." But the inside of the body can not be fake, I have just found through the "ossicular sound" that the deceased's internal organs have appeared different degrees of decay, which is completely characteristic of death 48 hours, because the body has been frozen, so the breath held in the lungs has congealed into ice..." I smiled slightly.
Huang Xiaotao listened to me and said: "Song Yang you are too powerful, I have a little doubt, are you really self-taught?"
I smiled: "No nonsense, let's continue the autopsy."
I asked a policeman to bring a long table and put it in the middle of the room, four legs up.
Meanwhile, I made a simple rope bed by wrapping ropes around the legs of the table several times.
Then you put an electric stove underneath, plug it in, and put an iron plate on top.
Huang Xiaotao picked up the succulent pot in my bag and said, "Your college life is quite colorful, you have all kinds of fun, by the way, why do you want this pot?"
"You'll see, come and help carry the body up naked!" I commanded.
The two policemen took off the pants of the body and moved it to the rope bed. When they saw the indecent parts of the dead man, Huang Xiaotao looked away with wrinkled eyebrows and a blush rose on her face.
I thought to myself, maybe Huang Xiaotao has never been in love? That's what makes you so shy.
I turned on the white vinegar, squeezed the ginger out of the juice, dribbled it into the vinegar bottle, waited for the iron plate to heat up, and poured the whole bottle of white vinegar onto it. With a sound, the room is full of white vinegar vapor, choking people's nose is good sour, many police can not stand it, holding their nose and withdrawing to one side.
I continued to pour vinegar, my eyes fixed on the dead man's body.
The vinegar smoke curled around, the body of the deceased began to appear a piece of purple marks, I turned off the electric stove in time, after the vinegar smoke dispersed, the present people at the same time a burst of amazement!
There are many handprints on the victim's body, and this handprint is identical to the one I found on the other victim's body with a red umbrella!
"My God, it is a woman's handprint, is it really a woman ghost murder!" Huang Xiaotao was surprised.
I laughed, this handprint is smaller than an adult male, and the fingers are very thin, but it cannot be said that it is a woman's handprint, let alone that it is a female ghost, and I do not know how the level of Superintendent Huang Xiaotao rose to the top.
"What are you doing? Take a picture!" I urged.
"Yes, yes, Xiao Wang, bring the camera!"
At Huang Xiaotao's command, a small policeman immediately circled around and took pictures of the body.
This move of mine is called "white vinegar steamed corpse", which is also a stunt invented by the interrogator Song Ci!
People's palms will be divided into an extremely small amount of sweat, and sweat is alkaline, using the vinegar of white vinegar and which will emerge handprints.
But the handprints didn't last long, and sure enough, after a few minutes, they gradually disappeared.
Huang Xiaotao asked, "Song Yang, I see ghosts in the movie are not ethereal? Why do you leave fingerprints?"
"Who told you it was a ghost? It was left by the murderer, I'm sure it was a man." Have you noticed that there are clear handprints on each of the lower legs of the deceased, in the shape of a wrapper, know what that means?" I asked.
Huang Xiaotao guessed while gesturing: "The murderer once grabbed the victim's calf with both hands..." She suddenly covered her mouth: "I know, the murderer is a pervert!"
I was so confused by her that I could not see something so simple: "The murderer once dragged the dead man's body by his shins!"
"So that makes sense!" Huang Xiaotao nodded: "No, according to your statement, the time of death is about 48 hours, but two witnesses said that Deng Chao was still with them last night, is he already dead?"
"Seeing is not necessarily believing. When the evidence contradicts the physical evidence, I prefer to believe the physical evidence. I think the deceased is not Deng Chao, and the body was moved into the music room from somewhere else." 'I said.
"Then why did the murderer do it?" Huang Xiaotao has no idea.
"It's not clear at the moment, but there will be a time when the truth will come out." I replied.
At this moment, Wang Daira ran in and said, "Yang Zi, I have got everything for you..."
He suddenly stopped talking and looked straight at the body, which was lying naked on the iron plate. The sight must have frightened him.
"Oh my God, every time I leave, you guys play harder, what is this, a dead body sauna?"
"No, we were discussing whether to steam or fry it." I shrugged my shoulders.
Wang Dali probably thought of something to eat, shoved it to me, covered his mouth and rushed out.
The side of Huang Xiaotao also lipped: "When you autopsy can not say something to eat, very disgusting, you are not a student, this psychological quality is too good!"
"I'm sorry, but I've always been a bit of a lunatic." I laughed.
The magnet Wang Dvigorously found was removed from the stereo. I covered the magnet on the white paper and moved it back and forth several times on the body's broken neck.
After that, I took down the white paper, put it in my hand, and showed Huang Xiaotao my 'results'.
Although the particles are small enough to be blown off by a sneeze, they are visible to the average person against the white paper.
"These are..." Huang Xiaotao studied closely.
"They were sharp pieces of metal." I explained.
Huang Xiaotao looked at me and looked at something on the paper: "Hey, this thing is smaller than mites, how can you see it!"
"Often eat carrots, so the eyes are good!" I laughed.
"So where did this' sharp metal fragment 'come from? Above the strings?" Huang Xiaotao asked.
I wrapped the white paper so that the important evidence would not blow away, and then I took a string for her to see. The string was as thin as a hair, but on closer inspection it was actually threaded. It is actually twisted out of several thin steel wires, so even if there is damage on the top, there is no possibility of falling 'sharp metal fragments'.
"The tool that could have dropped such fragments would have been a saw or saw blade, which is made of iron and is easily worn during sawing." I explained.
"The saw? You mean that the dead man's head was actually cut off alive with a saw?" Huang Xiaotao's eyes widened.
"Before we jump to conclusions, do you have a handkerchief, by the way?" I asked.
'Wait!
Huang Xiaotao borrowed a handkerchief from a policeman. I broke off some of the pot of succulent plants, wrapped it in my handkerchief, wrung out the juice, and then dipped it into the dead man's neck and patted it gently.
Gradually, the cut in the neck turned purple, and it was clearly visible that the flesh had cut texture, while the bone was the friction mark left by the saw blade after repeated sawing.
"Do you see? "The flesh was cut open with a knife," I said, "but the backbone was cut with a saw blade."
Huang Xiaotao was surprised and gasped: "How did you do it?"
"It's simple, succulents are sensitive to metals, so I rub the juice over the wound and I can see the marks left by the tools of the crime." 'I said.
"Song Yang, I have known you for less than an hour, and you have performed autopsies by all kinds of strange means like magic, and these means I have never seen since I became a policeman." No, you must tell me the truth. Who are you?"
Huang Xiaotao's eyes stared straight at me, as if he had to ask me an answer!