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Chapter 10 - Accumulated cases

1,Incident time: November 2015

Summary of the case: A 24 inch suitcase was stranded on the riverbank, containing a headless female corpse.

dead:?

Corpse examination analysis:

Long bones are exposed at the site of limb fracture, and the wound is covered with knife marks. The incision is shallow and not located at the joint. It is suspected that the body was dismembered without preparation, and the dismemberment technique was brutal.

Severe emphysema was observed in the lungs, with needle like bleeding points scattered on the surface of the left ventricle, resulting in suffocation and death?

The office became increasingly quiet, with only the continuous gurgling sound coming from the pot heated on the induction cooker not far away. Waves of white steam rose loudly, and the air was filled with unease.

The pot is boiling a piece of a woman's bone.

First, boil a small piece of muscle and soft tissue on the pelvic bone of the corpse with laundry detergent, and then observe the surface bumps, grooves, and ridges - this is my commonly used method to determine the age of the deceased.

I looked at the computer and saw today's on-site photos and a half written analysis report of the murder scene. All around are black, only the photos on the screen flicker with fluorescence. She is curled up in the suitcase in the photo. No head, no limbs.

White water vapor continues to rise and diffuse. This is my conversation time with the headless female corpse.

When I picked up the silver surgical knife number 24 and lightly touched her skin with the tip of the knife, my hand paused for a moment. I feel the softness of her skin remaining.

The stainless steel dissecting table was cold, and my feet were spread open, with a strong cold light shining around my head. A unique odor filled my nasal cavity, chilly and increasingly strong, as if it was about to enter my mind, unable to be covered by water and disinfectant.

The dissecting knife cut into the center of her neck, and the tip slowly slashed down on the dark green skin.

The first rib cartilage has not yet calcified.

The tip of the knife continues to descend. Cut open the chest and abdomen in one line, with little fat, no stretch marks, and no surgical scars.

The deceased was not very old.

The exhaust fan in the room kept making a continuous whimpering sound, like a wail.

At the place where her limbs were broken, her long bones protruded irregularly from the black muscles, appearing unusually abrupt.

The technique of dismemberment is quite crude.

This type of wound indicates that the perpetrator has neither experience nor patience. Perhaps it's due to insufficient time, limited space, or anxiety.

 

The first scene may be some rudimentary rental house, I thought to myself.

I exerted a little force to open both sides of her chest, revealing her swollen lungs. Gently twist the edges of the lung lobes, small bubbles spread, and there are some dark bruises between the lobes. This reminds me that she has severe emphysema in her lungs.

Is it suffocation death?

I cut open the pericardium, and there were also several needle like bleeding points scattered on the surface of the left ventricle.

Under the mask, my tightly pursed lips relaxed. To determine whether there is suffocation, it is crucial to have bleeding points in the heart. A scene flashed through my mind - the angry murderer forcefully choked her throat, perhaps shaking or hitting her head at the same time. She struggled with all her might, but her strength was vastly different, her lack of oxygen worsened, and death soon arrived.

To further determine whether it is mechanical asphyxia, the possibility of poisoning must also be considered.

The silver tip of the knife continued downward, leaving less than 50 grams of food residue in the stomach and duodenum. I slowly scooped it into a small white circular box with a spoon for inspection.

The murderer probably stopped his hand movements only when he noticed that she was not moving. What should I do when there is such a corpse standing in front of me?

If you escape directly, the body will soon be discovered by someone, and you can find it by following the information of the residence. No way. But there are people and surveillance cameras everywhere outside, dragging such a big person out is too glaring, and it's not acceptable.

The sound of vehicles speeding by outside the window, the sound of TV dramas in the adjacent room, the sound of doors opening and closing in the hallway and people walking, and even a cough, a sneeze, a little sound can make the nervous murderer tremble.

A 24 inch suitcase cannot fit a complete person, and the killer may have thought of dismemberment at this moment.

He arched his body and dragged the body to the kitchen or bathroom, picking up the most handy kitchen knife, which may also be the only one. He fiercely chopped and chopped.

A typical unprepared dismemberment. Could it be that someone around me committed the crime?

The murderer should be discovered soon, and dismemberment is not an easy task. Because the wounds on the limbs and neck of the female corpse were covered with knife marks, and none of them were in the joint position

The incision is very shallow, and in some places it is not directly cut off, but violently broken.

He was very tired, so he slowed down and cut his skin and muscles. The tangled tissues made him restless, and when he reached the last point, he used brute force to break the bones.

The thighs should have been cut off first, but the upper body still couldn't fit into the suitcase. He then chopped off her hands and randomly cut off the sleeves that couldn't be taken off.

 

In the end, the torso was stuffed into the suitcase, the remaining limbs and head were packed in one or several bags, and the clothing fragments were casually thrown into the suitcase by him.

In the second half of the night, the murderer pulled the suitcase containing the body and came out of the small rental house. He was worried all the way until he stared at the suitcase disappearing into the water and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The body was soaked in water for several days, and most of the biological evidence had been destroyed by the current.

I took out the uterus of the headless female corpse and used a cotton swab to extract a wipe. The river cannot wash into the uterus, and if there are sperm that reach the uterus, they will stay here.

I put all the organs back in place and started suturing.

She seems to have told me everything she can.

Eight hours ago, the headless female corpse was found on the riverbank.

When I arrived there, a long cordon had already blocked the entire riverbank road.

Outside the cordon, a group of onlookers gathered around, their gaze crossing the cordon and converging on the riverbank 30 meters away, where several police officers stood with a lonely suitcase.

Actually, I can't remember how many times I've been here this year. The huge bridge pier not far away always seems to be helping us, and many floating corpses from upstream are blocked by it and stranded on this riverbank.

I picked up the toolbox from the survey vehicle, walked through the crowd, nodded at the security personnel who raised the cordon, slightly bent my upper body, and crawled into the cordon, as well as into the new case.

A 24 inch black suitcase is folded upside down, with the zipper already open, revealing the torso of a person.

Has anyone else touched the body? "I asked while wearing gloves.

A gust of wind blew by the shore, enveloping the unique scent of the corpse, and several police officers couldn't help but cover their noses.

No, the reporter opened the zipper out of curiosity, and no one else had touched it. "Judging from his uncomfortable expression, he was probably a new police officer, so I handed over my mask casually.

I bent down, carefully moved the box open, waved my hand, and the flies scattered in all directions.

The deceased was naked in the lower body and wore a tattered deep blue jacket on the upper body. I noticed some clothing fragments in the box, so I took a few pieces and pieced them together at the tear on the victim's sleeve for comparison. coincide.

I crouched down, pulled open her clothes, and reached out to press her abdomen, hard and firm, because her intestines were filled with putrid gas.

More than 5 days. I have determined the approximate time of death, taking into account the weather conditions. If it were earlier, it would not be this kind of clothing.

 

The basic judgments made by forensic experts based on the crime scene often affect the initial direction of the investigation, which always reminds me of in person exams.

I don't know the name, appearance, or past of this girl. All you can tell me now is this incomplete corpse.

A group of people carrying stretchers walked towards the scene. The road down the riverbank was very steep. Looking at them, I suddenly thought that the killer carrying such a heavy box would not be easy to descend the slope of the riverbank.

Yes, not only is this not the crime scene, but it should not even be the first scene of body dumping.

I wrapped her torso and carefully helped everyone put her into a black body bag.

Watching us carry the black bag up the embankment, the onlookers quickly dodged to both sides, making way for an unusually spacious passage.

The survey vehicle with flashing police lights did not enter the traffic flow, and the crowd outside the window was bustling, everything was as usual.

No one is talking in the car.

Four days after discovering the headless female corpse, I saw a missing person notice posted at the entrance of my own community for the dismemberment case.

Female, aged 20-25, height 155-160 cm, medium build, wearing a dark blue long sleeved jacket.

There are no facial photos of the deceased, only a clothing photo taken by a plastic model wearing the deceased's clothes. The torn part of the clothes has been repaired through computer post-processing, and a photo of the lonely suitcase is also attached at the end.

Four days have passed, but we still don't know who she is.

Red notices are hanging all over the streets and alleys. We have expanded the disappearance time of the investigated object to 10 days before the incident, and the investigation scope has also been expanded from the local area to cities upstream of the river, but there is still no match.

Every night at 11 o'clock, the detectives who have completed the investigation will gather together for a meeting. Such heinous dismemberment cases rarely occur in a year, and they will repeatedly confirm the details with me.

The case has not been solved, and this kind of meeting cannot stop.

Once, as I passed by the long sofa in the hallway, I couldn't help but count. In such a small place, there were six detective brothers crowded together to catch up on their sleep.

No one reported the case, nor did anyone show up. The headless female corpse in the autopsy room is still there, seemingly stubbornly waiting for its head and limbs, waiting for us to tell the truth.

We argued for a long time, but ultimately returned to the starting point and the scene.