Chapter 8 5. Oil-splashed noodles

After hearing this, I snorted coldly, pulled off the blood-stained rubber gloves in my hands, threw them into the trash can, and stepped back a few steps to stand beside Fat Lei. "You, you, why are you fighting against Brother Ming again?" Fat Lei whispered to me while taking pictures. "Listen to his tone of voice, it's so choking." I looked straight at Brother Ming who was busy on the dissecting table, and replied loudly on purpose. "He is also doing it for your own good. Think about it, there will definitely be cases like this in the future. If you can't even hold such a relatively fresh corpse, what are you going to do with a highly corrupt corpse?"

"Then he should speak well!" I still retorted with some incomprehension. "A person has a personality. It can only be said that you don't know him well. After a long time, you will find that Brother Ming is not what you think. But then again, Brother Ming seems to have some 'special care' for you. .” Fat Lei teased with a grin. "It's probably my father's trick again!" I said angrily. Just as Fat Lei was about to talk, he heard Brother Ming calling: "Come here and take a photo of someone's head." As soon as I heard that the head was going to be stitched together, I walked over curiously, because if I can grasp the facial features of the deceased, it will be very beneficial to the next step in solving the case.

"what!" As soon as I came to the front, I was taken aback by the scene in front of me.The dead man’s eyeballs were swollen out of the eye sockets, and only some whitish cartilage remained in the nose. The lower lip had completely fallen off, exposing the bright red muscle tissue. Even the dead man’s ears were curled up, precariously hanging on both sides of the head.The entire face of the deceased was like a skull with some skin tissue attached. As far as the current situation is concerned, it is impossible to distinguish the true face of the deceased. Brother Ming held the head in his hands and observed it carefully. Pop, pop, the light yellow liquid dripped down the sides of the skull.

"What is this? Is it corpse oil?" I frowned and looked at the viscous liquid on the dissecting table and asked. Brother Ming held the head in his left hand, dipped a little yellow liquid in his right hand and rubbed it back and forth, then he put his hand close to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. "It's not corpse oil, it's cooking oil. The dead's head was fried." "Oil, oil, fried?" My Adam's apple twitched up and down twice. I was shocked by this conclusion. Brother Ming hugged his head with both hands, and stepped out of the way. "Guoxian, come here to take a sample, and take it for testing later."

Lao Xian nodded, changed a pair of gloves, took out a glass tube from the extraction box beside him, and then put a red rubber silicone sleeve on the top of the glass tube, and he gently pinched it with his right hand. Squeeze the silicone sleeve, and the pale yellow liquid is sucked into the glass tube. After the extraction was completed, Brother Ming placed the deceased's head on the top of the dissecting table, then he picked up the hooked needle with catgut hanging on it, and sewed up the remaining skin tissue of the skull.After suturing, he turned his head and said to me: "Xiaolong, come here and see what you found on this corpse?"

Brother Ming is like this. Although he is cold to people, he doesn't take it seriously when you play tricks. I don't know how many times I argued with him during the year I came to work, but every time the result was As it is now, what should be asked is still asked, and what should be tested is still tested.To be angry with him, sometimes I feel that I can't do it myself.After thinking about all this, I walked to the dissecting table again, frowned and took a closer look at the corpse sewn like a puppet. After a few minutes, I shook my head and said, "Nothing was found."

Brother Ming tilted his head and looked at me: "Didn't you notice that there is no external injury on the body except for the cut wound?" Under his reminder, I barely discovered this detail, so I nodded and replied: "Well, I found it." "It's midsummer now, the temperature is higher, and people wear less clothes. If there was a dispute between the suspect and the deceased, there should be trauma on the deceased's body surface. But so far, it seems that there are no. What does this mean? "He started testing me again. It's all said, no matter how stupid I am, I know what he wants to express, so I replied: "You mean that the suspect may be familiar with the deceased? Kill him while the deceased is not paying attention. Then dismember and throw away the corpse?"

"That's right, is there any more?" "Anything else?" I scratched my head in confusion. "It seems that you still didn't observe carefully just now. The corpse watch is only one aspect, and the other aspect is the wound where the corpse was cut. The wound is very smooth. The formation of such a wound shows that the dismemberment tool used by the suspect cannot be sold on the market. Because the bone chopping knife cuts bones instantly by the action of gravity, no matter how sharp the knife is, there will be traces of fragmentation on the cutting surface of the bone, but on this corpse, I did not find such a phenomenon. This shows that the suspect has professional dismemberment tools." After speaking, Brother Ming pulled off the silicone gloves and walked towards the sink.

"Professional dismemberment tool? What is that?" I followed him curiously and asked. "Have you watched "Chain Saw Massacre"?" Brother Ming shook off the water stains on his hands, took a dry towel, and asked while wiping. "What? You mean, the suspect used a chainsaw?" My eyes widened, waiting for his answer.It was oil splashing just now, and now it is a chainsaw, one term after another, refreshing my bottom line again and again. "You can't be so arbitrary, I prefer electric tools." Brother Ming replied by putting the towel on the sticky hook of the sink.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but shiver. With that said, Brother Ming walked to the anatomy table: "The body parts are basically like this now. The next important task is to inspect to see if we can find any valuable clues. Guoxian, the next task will be entrusted to you." "Don't worry." Lao Xian answered confidently with a raised corner of his mouth. After a night of high-intensity work, the four of us lay on the bunk beds in the lounge and prepared to recharge our batteries for another day of fighting. Snoring, the snoring of three people sounded in the lounge.But I didn't feel sleepy at all, because I was "shoe shining" from the beginning to the end of this case, and it didn't play any role.

"Cars, sacks, power tools." I tried hard to find the connection between the three, but my eyes were wide open, but my mind was blank.I don't know how long it took, and I gradually fell asleep. Clap, clap, the sound of leather heels hitting the ground outside the door woke me up from my dream. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, looked towards the door, and found that Lao Xian was shuttling back and forth in the corridor. After being teased by him like this, I couldn't sleep at all, so I picked up the police uniform next to the bed, dressed and walked towards him. "Brother Xian, what's the matter?" I asked, yawning. "Xiaolong, you're up. It just so happens that I have a result here. Brother Ming and Jiao Lei are already in the conference room. If you don't mind, you can go too. I'll print out this report and go there." Lao Xian said while busy . "Come on, I'm going to wash up first." After finishing speaking, I walked towards the bathroom with a "chicken nest head". Ten minutes later, I walked into the meeting room, and the three of them looked up at me in unison, and I walked over to sit next to Fat Lei a little embarrassed. "Xiaolong is also up, let's get started." Brother Ming opened the notebook while talking, and then he distributed a cigarette to each of us and said: "Through the splicing of the corpse, we have roughly locked some information. After testing the stomach contents of the corpse, the deceased did not swallow hallucinogenic drugs before his death. It can be said that the deceased was conscious before death. "The deceased was a female. According to the bone age, she was around 40 years old. The deceased had no traces of sexual assault, so it can be roughly determined that the suspect is very likely to be a vendetta and committed the crime by an acquaintance. "The reason why the suspect fried the head and face of the deceased was obviously because he was afraid that someone would recognize the deceased, which further proves that the relationship between the suspect and the deceased was unusual. "According to the distance of the corpse dumping, the first corpse dumping site is 10 kilometers away from Dongshan City in the west of our city, and the last corpse dumping site is only 3 kilometers away from Liuhe City in the east of our city. In addition, the suspect's attention to our city The terrain is relatively familiar, so I have reason to suspect that the suspect is either from our city or from another city not far from our city. Judging from the direction of the corpse throwing, the suspect is driving a vehicle from west to east and throwing corpses one by one , so the prefecture-level cities to the east of our city are basically not considered. If the suspect is not from our city, then Dongshan City, which is close to the west of our city, is the most likely." Brother Ming said while smoking a cigarette. I narrowed my eyes and listened carefully to Brother Ming's analysis. "By the way, Jiao Lei, have you adjusted the surveillance video at the toll booth?" Brother Ming added. "It's all been transferred, I haven't had time to analyze it yet." Fat Lei said. "Okay, you backup the surveillance video first. There are so many situations on my side, Guoxian, tell me about your situation." Brother Ming closed his notebook and tilted his head and said. The old sage pushed his glasses habitually, and arranged a thick stack of test reports on the table in turn. A minute later, he took out the report with a spiral pattern and said to us: "This is the DNA report of the deceased. I have already sent out an investigation report, hoping to find the source of the corpse through DNA comparison. But as far as it is concerned, it may take a long time, so we must start from other aspects. It can be said that if the source of the corpse is found in this case, the case is equivalent to It's broken in half." "Well, it makes sense, it seems that you have a goal?" Brother Ming raised his eyebrows and said.