The bones on the cold floor hurt. Jiao Kai didn't fall asleep all night, especially with the iron bars in the opposite cell. The bunches of stiff and cold eyes made his back chill even more.
"Why can someone live in a single room?"
"Did the two of them receive special treatment in one day?"
"What a drop~"
"He cheated like a mentor, he doesn't look like it!"
A group of criminals communicated silently with their eyes, their expressions stiff and stiff, their mouths were dead closed and not easy to bb.
After finishing the "Tutor" course, they consciously benefited a lot. At this moment, they won't make any more low-level mistakes.
To be expressionless, to be deep, to be able to hide your mind.jpg
As everyone knows, it was because they didn't say anything, just kept the zombie face so hard that Jiao Kai, who was opposite, lay on his side all night, not even daring to turn his body.
"Jiao Kai, come out!"
**Unscrew the door and bring Jiao Kai to trial.
Jiao Kai suddenly got up from the ground with a sudden excitement, and hurriedly lowered his head and walked out.
trial room.
"Check again, have you seen this picture?"
The photo on the phone was printed out and thrown on the table for Jiao Kai to recognize.
"That female corpse!"
The terrifying scene of Xia Nannan's tragic death seemed to be imprinted in his mind, how could he not recognize the face in this photo!
but,
Jiao Kai has been determined to gain his wisdom. He will not participate in this game anymore. He wants to stay quietly in the detention room, even if he meets the gloomy gazes of the prisoners. I definitely don't want to go out to face Chen Chao's smiling face again.
Jiao Kai wiped the sweat from his forehead and glanced at the questioning Deng Bin. He glanced at the ** standing next to him, gritted his teeth and said: "I have identified it once before, and I don't recognize this photo."
"Well, good!" Deng Bin carefully observed Jiao Kai's expression, and he confirmed that Jiao Kai was lying.
I became more convinced that Xia Nannan and Chen Chao were accomplices, and Jiao Kai witnessed the process of committing the crime.
He put the photo away and asked casually, "Do you know Chen Zhuo in Magu Lane?"
"Who?" Jiao Kai was stunned, not very clear.
boom!
Wang Yan pushed in and said anxiously: "Just now I received a report, and Maguxiang discovered a murder case. The Criminal Investigation Detachment ordered the police from the local police station to go to the scene of the crime and cooperate to block the scene."
"Who is the deceased?" Deng Bin's expression changed.
…
Magu Lane.
The tin shed next to the entrance of the alley was cordoned off. Some policemen were entering and exiting the survey site, and curious melon-eating crowds were watching.
"What's the matter?"
"The old grandson at the ventilation station seems to be dead!"
"I heard that a thief who went in over the wall discovered the report. When he pushed the door, a corpse lay down in the corner, scared that he ran out and reported the case."
There are always well-informed grandfathers and aunts and children, vividly describing the scene of the crime scene, as if he had witnessed everything with his own eyes.
The patrol car stopped on the side of the road.
The three of Deng Bin walked over, put on shoe covers and entered the scene of the crime.
A strong rancid smell wafted out of the tin shed. This was a ventilation station, and the shed was filled with gas cylinders.
There was a pool of vomit at the door, and a pale-faced young man was receiving the transcript of police interrogation.
It should be the terrified thief.
This stench is not the vomit at the door, but the more pungent smell of meat.
This is the smell of rancid corpses and fermentation.
Walking into the small house with brick walls behind the tin shed, Hook of the Criminal Investigation Detachment was chewing on a fried dough stick, and he saw him beckoning and saying hello, "I remember you were transferred to this neighborhood after you retired from the Criminal Investigation Team. The police station in the jurisdiction thinks that we can see you at the murder scene today."
Deng Bin worked in the Criminal Investigation Detachment when he was young, and later retreated to the second line to work as a policeman at the police station because of an injury in a case. He and Hook were still partners before.
"what happened?"
Deng Bin took the fried dough sticks and soy milk, and swallowed them into his stomach in twos or threes.
The ** and Wang Yan who followed could not bear the stench in the room, and the gurgling in their stomachs, it was their psychological quality that they could not vomit out.
"The identity of the deceased has been confirmed. It is the owner of this ventilation station, Sun Silei, aged 54 years old, single, and operating this gas station alone."
"The first person who discovered the deceased was a thief who lived in this community. He wanted to come in and steal some money, but he didn't expect to get lucky."
Deng Bin looked down at the scene, while police and Wang Yan were assigned to work with other police officers to help block the scene and maintain order.
The lights in the room were dim. Deng Bin walked into the corpse and saw the corpse lying flat at the corner of the wall.
The whole sternum was crushed by the gas tank, and the white bone stubble and solidified blood clot pierced out, like a blooming flower bud, and like two twisted claws embracing the gas tank.
The corpse was already rotten, and the rotten pieces of meat were covered with tender white maggots crawling back and forth.
He walked over, waved his hand, and black flies flew out of the dry and eaten internal organs, "buzzing" hovering around the corpse with bloodthirsty compound eyes. There was a kind of abstract art in that scene. The whole picture is full of bloody and evil renderings.
He swung his sleeves in boredom to drive away the feeding flies, but he had nothing to do with the baby maggots who had settled in their internal organs.
There was a female forensic doctor squatting next to her, wearing a mask on her face, and a tag hanging from her chest with the words "Xia Yunxi" written on it.
"When is the time of death?" Deng Bin asked.
Xia Yunxi glanced at Hook. When she came to the criminal investigation team, Deng Bin had already retreated, so she didn't know each other. After Hook nodded, she answered:
"The time of death is 3 to 7 days, and more accurate numbers can only be confirmed after further autopsy."
"At present, the fatal injury is that the breastbone is crushed by heavy objects, the broken ribs are inserted into the heart and lungs and the heart valves are ruptured, and the lungs are perforated and suffocated, leading to death."
"This time is very short. He died in the house without the ability to call for help."
Xia Yunxi judged.
"Accident?" Deng Bin asked.
Xia Yuanxi took off the mask, put away the blood-stained gloves with an indifferent expression, and arranged for someone to bring the body back to the bureau for examination.
The forensic doctor only examines the corpse and reports it. It is not her job to analyze specific cases.
"There are two possibilities. One is an accident. When the deceased was lifting the gas tank, he lost his hand and hit the chest, smashing himself to death."
Hook understood Xia Yuanxi's temperament, looked at Deng Bin teasingly, and added:
"There is also a possibility that the murderer killed the deceased with a gas tank and disguised the scene as an accident."
"Why, I'm still very concerned about the murder case, or I will make a report for you, and then be transferred back to the criminal investigation detachment, after all, the case has passed so many years..." Hook said.
"Killing by accident?" Deng Bin didn't answer the question. He felt that his nerves were a little too sensitive.
As soon as he heard about the murder case in Magu Lane, he would contact Chen Chao as soon as possible, but now that the deceased was not Chen Zhuo, but an old man at the ventilation station, then, this case should have nothing to do with Chen Chao.
"He killed!"
Hook said coldly: "I was at the scene of the crime and did not find the cell phone of the deceased. I think the murderer took it away!"
On the corner of the leaky tin shed, a piece of glass tied with a thread hangs strangely in the air...