At five o'clock on Monday morning, at the Beidao Village Landfill in Jinhai Suburb, several scavengers suddenly smelled a stench from the garbage dump that was different from the surrounding smell, and then picked out a piece of soft rubber covered with rubbish. Something like.
An old man tremblingly lifted the thing, squinted at the dim sky in the early morning, and suddenly erupted with horrified screams, and climbed and fell down the garbage mountain--
It was a half-corrupted and swollen arm.
"The landfill staff reported to the Solid Waste Management Office, and the Solid Waste Management Office reported to the Beidao Village Police Station. Xingda dug in the dump for several hours and dug two legs below the waist and one above the neck. Head, plus the half of the hand that I found at the beginning... Hey! Go away!" Cai Lin screamed on the phone, jumping while waving flies, the background is the boom of the dump truck: "Now only You can spell out a whole person by missing your chest and abdomen and the other half of your hand. Go away! Go away! Zhang Xiaoli, give me some more mosquito spray, you!"
Holding his cell phone, Bu Chonghua strode down the steps in front of the Criminal Investigation Detachment Building. Wu Yu and Song Hui followed closely: "Can you confirm that it is Chen Yuanliang?"
"Xiao Gui's forensic doctor initially judged that the time of death was between 24 hours and 36 hours. Based on the appearance of the clothes and the characteristics of the body, Chen Yuanliang is indeed correct. Now he is waiting for the police dogs to search for the rest. Meat!"
Bu Chonghua strode towards the police Wrangler: "I see, Little Wu and I will be there soon." Then he hung up the phone.
Biu unlocked the off-road vehicle with a sound, and Bu Chonghua got into the driver's seat.
Wu Yu deliberately slowed down, and as expected, Song Hui couldn't be surprised to pass him, and reached out to open the passenger's door.
Wu Yu didn't say a word, and instead opened the rear seat. But before the others got in, they saw Bu Chonghua suddenly push the door down in front, strode around the front of the car, patted Song Hui on the shoulder, reached out to grab the back of Wu Yu’s neck, and adjusted the two of them with force. height:
"Wu Yu, sit ahead and show the way."
Wu Yu: "No, no, no..."
Bu Chonghua ignored him completely, forced him into the co-driver, and slammed the door shut.
Oooooooooooo-
The red and blue warning lights were flashing, and a hurricane blew through the busy downtown traffic on Monday morning towards the Beidaocun landfill.
There were three people sitting in the carriage, but the air was terribly frozen, and even Wu Yu sat uncharacteristically. Song Hui shrank in the middle of the back seat, like a frightened little rabbit. He glanced at the left and right. After a while, he finally heard the driver's seat Bu Chonghua speak:
"Who else knows that you are Song Ju's daughter?"
Song Hui twisted her fingers: "...not many people."
"Who is there?"
"On the Xu Bureau, several deputy bureaus, the Shao team of the Narcotics Detachment, the Economic Investigation Team's Brother Cao, the Technical Team's Uncle Wang, the Legal Affairs Division's uncle Qian, the Command Center's Uncle Zhang, and the criminal investigation team who agreed with me to come to practice. Uncle Li of the Bureau, Office Li, the Political Office, the Supervisory Office, the Secretariat, and my mother...the rest are gone."
As the air pressure inside the car dropped to freezing point, Bu Chonghua squeezed out a sentence after a long while: "You know everything you should know, right?"
Song Hui said nothing with a guilty conscience.
"I'll write you a return report. I will go back and clean up today. I won't use it tomorrow."
Song Hui was shocked: "Why!"
Bu Chonghua’s tone was harsher than her: “Because you are not a criminal investigation major at all! Our detachment only accepts the top ten in criminal investigation or the top ten in terms of professional performance every year. No matter how bad it is, we have to fight for the top three. At the worst, you have to be able to play, run, stay up late and be able to beat the boy! Tell yourself which criteria you meet?"
"...Yes, but I'm just doing an internship for three months! I didn't want to stay!"
"No way."
Song Hui was extremely wronged: "I just want to be by your side, can't I?!"
Bu Chonghua suddenly shouted: "No!"
Beep--
Wu Yu and Song Hui were strangled backward by the seat belts at the same time. Toyota in the adjacent lane honked angrily, accelerated overtaking, and drove away with exhaust gas.
The air in the car was frozen.
I don't know why Bu Chonghua seems to be more vigorous than usual, as if using this method to cover up a certain kind of anxiety and anxiety. After a long while, he took a long breath, his clenched back teeth were slightly loosened, and he glanced to his side.
——Wu Yu maintained the inertially filmed posture on the backrest just now, holding his mobile phone high in front of him, studying the map and navigation attentively, his face full of concentration, as if he was a domestic policeman who accidentally broke into the set of a romantic idol drama.
"There is no need to discuss this matter." Bu Chonghua's voice sounded again, and his voice was steady and calm as usual: "I have a classmate at the customs and have already greeted him. You will go over next week."
Song Hui's eye circles began to flush again, biting her little lip, and suffocating for a while: "No, I won't go, if you do this, I will tell my mother!"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Hao Xiujuan, Mrs. Song’s wife, was the one who helped Bu Chonghua wash clothes, cook, hold parent meetings, and sign exam papers. He was almost like half of his mother. Song Hui followed suit. There is no difference at Nantianmen.
"And, don't look down on me, I, I can also be a good policeman!" Song Hui whispered and said, "I will prove it to you!"
The Wrangler made a steep turn at the end of the highway and drove hundreds of meters and then turned into a small road. The Beidao Village landfill in front was surrounded by a cordon. The red and blue lights of the police car and the media flashing light from hearing the news met at one place. Rustling.
Dozens of people in the security circle squeezed their heads together, which should be piecing together corpses.
Bu Chonghua was expressionless, and when he stepped on the brake, he turned his head and gestured to Song Hui to go down.
"Go," he said coldly, "show me that you can stand up for a few minutes without vomiting."
Song Hui chanted, slammed the car door, and got into the cordon without looking back.
Wu Yu finally put down the mobile phone map navigation he held up all the way, turned his sore neck, and was about to get out of the car, but his wrist suddenly tightened.
Bu Chonghua actually grabbed his arm.
They looked at each other face to face, no one moved, and silently submerged this square inch of land to the top. The noise of people outside the car window seemed to suddenly become very far away, leaving only the heat of the palm and the skin close to each other.
For a long time, Bu Chonghua leaned slightly toward Wu Yu's cheek, as if he was about to say something-but at this moment Wu Yu tilted his head back, his eyes down hoarsely and said: "... , I have to go down."
The carriage was quiet, all the senses seemed to disappear, leaving only the small piece of wrist bone fiery deep into the bone marrow.
After a long while, Bu Chonghua finally let go of his hand slowly, little by little, opened the glove box and took out the sunglasses and threw it to him.
"Stay in the car and don't move, there is too much media."
Before Wu Yu could say anything, Bu Chonghua pushed the door and got out of the car, striding towards the warning line.
"Um-uh-uh -"
Song Hui covered her mouth with a pale face, Wang Jiuling hid three meters away and said with affection, "Take it up, it will be better if you spit it out."
"Wow!!"
Fortunately, this is in a landfill, and the physiological stress response can be resolved on the spot. Song Hui was so ashamed that the goddess scattered flowers, and she was ashamed to cry. Wang Jiuling sighed and took out his small handkerchief. After thinking about it, she was not willing to ask the forensic intern to bring a tissue to her.
"Big girl, you listen to me, that donkey face is not worth it." Wang Jiuling said sincerely: "Look at our Nancheng branch office, who is in the field, besides Meng Zhao, who does the field work? A girl who was poisoned by the police and gangster drama, she had to go to death and make a living, she became tired with neurasthenia and arrhythmia after less than a month. Now she has been transferred to the procuratorate for a pre-trial trial-now, listen to Uncle Wang , Go home."
Song Hui choked and wiped her mouth: "I, I won't go home, I want to..."
"Have you finished vomiting?"
Song Hui jumped around in surprise, and saw Bu Chonghua standing long, with a cold expression, his cuffs rolled on his elbows revealing strong forearms.
"Spit, vomit...it's done vomiting."
Bu Chonghua raised his hand and threw an object. Song Hui caught it in a hurry. It was a pair of blue reconnaissance shoe covers: "Come over with me after vomiting and see the preliminary autopsy."
Song Hui was struck by lightning and had an autopsy!
Why haven’t that few pieces been inspected yet!
Poor Miss Song's face was blue and white, and her stomach churned again, but Bu Chonghua's ice-like face did not move at all, as if she hadn't seen her bite after bite, she turned around and walked straight to the scene.
Wang Jiuling looked at him with hatred for iron and steel, and whispered as he passed by, "You deserve to be single in your life!"
Bu Chonghua said coldly: "She is my sister, I am not single and I am not looking at her."
——Thinking about amorous feelings! Wang Jiuling raised her eyebrows on her hips, and saw Song Hui crying and crying following him, and then followed him with worry.
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"Be careful, be careful... hey! Xiaogui!" "Stay steady, steady!"
A group of investigators gathered around the trash mountain, each carrying the corpses to play puzzles. Some raised their heads, others raised their legs and others raised their stomachs. After a short while, enthusiastic applause broke out: "Pretty!" "Steady!"
Master Bei, the head of the four heavenly kings of Jinhai, whipped and whipped his little brothers through the scorching sun all morning, and finally pulled out the last chunk of Chen Yuanliang's body from the trash mountain-the chest and abdomen. A group of forensic doctors and detectives who had been smashed were so grateful that they couldn't wait to line up for one person Mua Beiye to take a bite. However, the cleanliness Beiye waved his tail and went back to the team to take a bath, leaving everyone with a furry dog ass.
"Chen Yuanliang, male, seventy years old, length 1.67 meters." Xiaogui forensic doctor squatted on the ground wrapped in a protective suit, tightly holding Cai Lin who was crying and crying ("Maggot! Maggot!!"), faceless. The expression quickly and fluently instructed his subordinates to record: "The corpse was divided into four parts: the head and neck, the upper part of the waist with the upper left limb, the upper right limb, and the lower part of the waist with the lower limbs. There are parts of the internal organs missing. The time of death is estimated to be 32 to 36 In about an hour, that is, within a few hours after the victim disappeared, it was preliminarily identified that his dismemberment was... yo, detachment!
Bu Chonghua came along while wearing gloves, followed by Song Hui who was staggering and about to vomit at any time. Little Gui forensic doctor was so shocked that he almost reached out and rubbed his eyes: "I'm right, Cai Er? Your team has a girl. ?" The fastest mobile terminal for 999 novel updates: https:/m.999xs.com/
Cai Lin said in vicissitudes: "Yes, there are not many girls who are stupid and beautiful these days..."
"Song Hui, new here." Bu Chonghua raised his chin behind him, then pointed to the circle of people next to the body, and introduced to Song Hui briefly: "Fan Ming, forensic assistant."
Song Hui seriously called: "Assistant Fan."
The little forensic doctor who just squatted on the ground to record immediately stood up: "Dare not be or be..."
"Yang Hongyi, criminal camera."
Song Hui: "Photographed by Yang."
The cameraman of the technical team got up with the SLR camera in fear: "You're welcome, you're welcome..."
"Cai Lin, senior detachment."
Song Hui: "Senior Cai."
Cai Lin quickly put on the most kind and kind expression since the beginning of the year and stood up: "Can't bear it..."
"Xiao Gui forensic doctor, head of shift in forensic medicine room."
Song Hui: "Little...Gu forensic doctor."
Song Hui was humbled by his father's face since she was a child. However, it is indeed slower than ordinary people's response. She uttered a small word and squatted in her heart, thinking that she did not respect the senior forensic medicine too much? Will it be offensive?
"No need, stand farther, it smells great." Xiaogui forensic doctor didn't notice her complicated psychological activities at all, "Fan Ming, use the mosquito spray to spray the girl twice."
Bu Chonghua pointed to the tangram-like corpse on the ground: "How is it?"
"Separate the body after death." Xiaogui forensic doctor raised an index finger and answered Bu Chonghua's question concisely.
Bone residue, insect eggs, rotten flesh, and bloody liquid stuck to the fleshy corpse, and groups of maggots drilled and drilled through the seven orifices, which was terrible. Bu Chonghua put on a double-layer mask, squatted down and fumbled for a while, stopping his fingers on the heart part above the chest wall, pressing down, frowning and saying, "I was stabbed to death?"
Before he finished his words, he squeezed out a bubble of white stuff from the wound, and gurgled out--live maggots.
"Wow!" Song Hui ran for a few steps without looking back, squatting on the ground and vomiting frantically.
Everyone: "..."
"Yes, there is a high probability of being stabbed to death. This is the only life-threatening wound visible on the body surface. It is located between the fifth and sixth ribs of the left chest. The width of the wound is 4.5 cm. The two wound angles are acute, and the blade's direction is straight into the heart. It should be a double-edged weapon similar to a spring|knife." Little Gui forensic doctor sprayed several insecticides on the sky full of flies, squatted down and said: "It is worth noting that although the corpse has only one wound, the bottom is There are two wounds, one is about 12 cm long and the other is about 11 cm long. It shows that the murderer stabbed the second knife when the blade was not pulled out. The attack was decisive and extremely killing, resulting in chest wall defect wounds and traumatic heart. Rupture, acute pericardial tamponade and death."
-Acute pericardial tamponade.
Bu Chonghua's eyebrows twitched: "The same way as Nian Xiaoping died?"
"Yes, the murder method, location, and even the shape of the weapon are very similar."
Bu Chonghua nodded without saying a word, thoughtfully, and asked for a long while: "What is the dismemberment tool?"
"..." Little Gui forensic doctor sighed: "Forklift."
Beyond the cordon in the distance, several forklifts were parked on the open ground. The mechanical bucket was huge, and the sharp saw teeth were covered with mud.
Everyone fell silent at the same time.
The landfill staff was holding Wang Jiuling’s hand, and a tearful cry came from afar: "Comrade police, can you quickly find out which forklift shoveled the hapless corpse? Wow, we are now blocking the news and dare not tell the driver. , I’m afraid that every one of them will be scared to get sick later, you can check it out early so that we can buy paper money, incense candles and ghosts!..."
"No need, no need." Wang Jiuling said kindly: "We Communist|Party|Members don't practice Feng Shui superstition. We must maintain the firm stand of materialist atheism..."
"However, the exact cause of death will not be reported until after the toxicological test," Xiaogui forensic doctor stood up and moved his sore knees: "In addition, we will have to make a bone grinding tablet when we go back to further confirm all the problems. There is no hemoglobin in the bone of the cross section, otherwise the existence of injuries during his lifetime cannot be completely ruled out."
Bu Chonghua also stood up and looked around.
The Beidaocun Waste Landfill is one of the largest disposal sites in Jinhai City. There are hundreds of vehicles going to and fro every day, and two to three thousand tons of garbage are transported. There is no way to tell where Chen Yuanliang’s body came from. , Even the investigation and monitoring is meaningless.
If it weren't for scavengers, this old man was buried under the rubbish mountain to form corpse wax.
"Okay, let's accept the team." Bu Chonghua took off his mask and gloves, and said in a deep voice: "Transport back for further autopsy to see if we can extract the murderer's biological sample from the carcass, and review Chen Yuanliang's social relations again. , Money exchanges, and continue to investigate the taxi operations that night. From my intuition, this murderer’s assault tactics are highly similar to the dark web buyers who killed Nian Xiaoping and Gao Baokang. You can first consider assuming that they are the same. People. Song Hui!"
After finally vomiting for the second round, Song Hui was squatting weakly on the ground and taking a breath of sour water, staring blankly.
Bu Chonghua pointed to the stretcher on the ground and gave a brief and concise instruction: "The newcomer moves the body."
Song Hui: "!"
Everyone: "!!!"
Cai Lin furiously rushed forward: "Don't be such a boss, I'll come and I'll come!" Little Gui forensic doctor grabbed Cai Lin's sleeve: "Cai Lin is here to Cai Lin!" The forensic assistant and criminal camera were busy: "We are here, we are here!"
Song Hui couldn't believe it: "Move, move, what?!"
Bu Chonghua ignored the others, his frosty pupils looked at Song Hui directly: "Aren't you going to prove to me that you can be a good policeman?"
"..."
"The first homicide fieldwork of all interns must help the forensic doctor move the corpse, whether it is high decay, giant view, or even corpse wax. No one can get special treatment based on gender or status, and the same is true for you."
Song Hui's face was pale, and she saw Bu Chonghua step aside, and pointed to the stretcher head on the ground:
"If you can't move, you don't need to practice in the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Let's go home today."
The atmosphere was stalemate, and everyone looked at each other, no one dared to scream.
Even Wu Yu, who was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses not far away, noticed the abnormality, pushed out the door from the car, frowning and looking over here.
"...But me," Song Hui twisted her fingers, her lips trembled as soon as she opened her mouth, as if she was about to fall down and faint in the next second: "I, I--"
boom!
At this moment, the powerful engine was approaching like a roar of the king of beasts, drifting and flicking lightning and turning, the tires and the muck road rubbed and made a loud noise, instantly shaking the whole scene, and suddenly stopped outside the warning line like a phantom. Wow-a fan-shaped rubble fell to the ground, bursting out smoke!
"Fuck big G!"
"G65? G65? Why doesn't it look like?!"
"It's the G65 modified version of Brabus!!"
The sound of the discussion was like a sizzling fuse, instantly sweeping the entire landfill. Bu Chonghua's forehead jumped, and then the door opened. Yan Xiu, who was in Taobao T-shirt jeans and a blue steel king on his wrist, casually slammed on the door, lowered his head into the cordon, and strode here.
Bu Chonghua promptly told Song Hui: "It's all about you, you return to the car and look for Wu Yu." Then he turned to the corpse: "Why haven't moved out yet, hurry up!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, without him needing to order a second time. Cai Lin, the forensic assistant, and the criminal camera all threw on the stretcher at the same time. Chen Yuanliang of the block.
Only Song Hui, a silly girl who stood still and didn't respond: "Looking for Brother Little Wu? Why are you looking for Brother Little Wu?"
Bu Chonghua picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it to her: "He ate salty in the morning. Give him water."
Song Hui: "???"
"—Wait!" At this moment, Yan Xiu walked in a breezy foot, and noticed Song Hui from a long distance away, frowning and staring at her: "You are not that Song..."
Bu Chonghua: "Hurry up! People have to drink eight glasses of water a day!"
Poor Miss Song didn’t realize that she didn’t get eight glasses of water after vomiting twice. She stupidly took the mineral water and returned to the car. Before leaving, she gave Yan Xiu a strange look, and said that I knew this person. ? No impression at all.
Yan Xi took off her sunglasses and said angrily: "Isn't she the daughter of Song?"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"Why did you go with her?"
The two looked at each other, one full of questions and the other helpless. After a long while, Bu Chonghua finally rubbed his forehead: "She is my sister, can you not do that..."
"Your sister?" Yan Xi seemed to hear Tianda's joke: "The two cousins of your brand bought half of the Hermès store in Jianning this morning and bought two dining tables, four sets of sofas, eight telescopes, Two trash cans, twenty mane combs for brushing horses, and twenty fly swatters. I just called and asked if I wanted two horse whips and a table of mahjong, but I turned it down because of my surname Song. Which girl is your sister on which card?"
Bu Chonghua pressed his forehead and sighed, "I don't understand where you got such a big opinion about Song Ju...what are you doing!"
Yan Xi relentlessly patted his brother's handsome face with four fingers, making a PiaPia shot, and his face was full of hatred for iron and steel: "Are you really my brother?!"
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
"Your cousin is so insightful and well-versed in world affairs. Not only did you not inherit it to half a point, but you learned how to get up on two boats. Believe it or not, your auntie saw that the girl named Song could have a myocardial infarction on the spot. Are you trying to piss off her alive?"
There were people passing by. Seeing that the atmosphere was weird, they didn't dare to wait any longer, and quickly slid off to the side of the road.
The two brothers put their heads on their heads, and Bu Chonghua's eyes were raised, and he stared at Yan Xiu without a word. The amber pupils gradually seeped fierceness, and suddenly he pressed the back of Yan Xiu's head against him with his backhand. Angrily said:
"I don't have two boats, I only like one person!"
He let go of Yan Xiu, turned around and left with a cold face.
At five o'clock on Monday morning, at the Beidao Village Landfill in Jinhai Suburb, several scavengers suddenly smelled a stench from the garbage dump that was different from the surrounding smell, and then picked out a piece of soft rubber covered with rubbish. Something like.
An old man tremblingly lifted the thing, squinted at the dim sky in the early morning, and suddenly erupted with horrified screams, and climbed and fell down the garbage mountain--
It was a half-corrupted and swollen arm.
"The landfill staff reported to the Solid Waste Management Office, and the Solid Waste Management Office reported to the Beidao Village Police Station. Xingda dug in the dump for several hours and dug two legs below the waist and one above the neck. Head, plus the half of the hand that I found at the beginning... Hey! Go away!" Cai Lin screamed on the phone, jumping while waving flies, the background is the boom of the dump truck: "Now only You can spell out a whole person by missing your chest and abdomen and the other half of your hand. Go away! Go away! Zhang Xiaoli, give me some more mosquito spray, you!"
Holding his cell phone, Bu Chonghua strode down the steps in front of the Criminal Investigation Detachment Building. Wu Yu and Song Hui followed closely: "Can you confirm that it is Chen Yuanliang?"
"Xiao Gui's forensic doctor initially judged that the time of death was between 24 hours and 36 hours. Based on the appearance of the clothes and the characteristics of the body, Chen Yuanliang is indeed correct. Now he is waiting for the police dogs to search for the rest. Meat!"
Bu Chonghua strode towards the police Wrangler: "I see, Little Wu and I will be there soon." Then he hung up the phone.
Biu unlocked the off-road vehicle with a sound, and Bu Chonghua got into the driver's seat.
Wu Yu deliberately slowed down, and as expected, Song Hui couldn't be surprised to pass him, and reached out to open the passenger's door.
Wu Yu didn't say a word, and instead opened the rear seat. But before the others got in, they saw Bu Chonghua suddenly push the door down in front, strode around the front of the car, patted Song Hui on the shoulder, reached out to grab the back of Wu Yu’s neck, and adjusted the two of them with force. height:
"Wu Yu, sit ahead and show the way."
Wu Yu: "No, no, no..."
Bu Chonghua ignored him completely, forced him into the co-driver, and slammed the door shut.
Oooooooooooo-
The red and blue warning lights were flashing, and a hurricane blew through the busy downtown traffic on Monday morning towards the Beidaocun landfill.
There were three people sitting in the carriage, but the air was terribly frozen, and even Wu Yu sat uncharacteristically. Song Hui shrank in the middle of the back seat, like a frightened little rabbit. He glanced at the left and right. After a while, he finally heard the driver's seat Bu Chonghua speak:
"Who else knows that you are Song Ju's daughter?"
Song Hui twisted her fingers: "...not many people."
"Who is there?"
"On the Xu Bureau, several deputy bureaus, the Shao team of the Narcotics Detachment, the Economic Investigation Team's Brother Cao, the Technical Team's Uncle Wang, the Legal Affairs Division's uncle Qian, the Command Center's Uncle Zhang, and the criminal investigation team who agreed with me to come to practice. Uncle Li of the Bureau, Office Li, the Political Office, the Supervisory Office, the Secretariat, and my mother...the rest are gone."
As the air pressure inside the car dropped to freezing point, Bu Chonghua squeezed out a sentence after a long while: "You know everything you should know, right?"
Song Hui said nothing with a guilty conscience.
"I'll write you a return report. I will go back and clean up today. I won't use it tomorrow."
Song Hui was shocked: "Why!"
Bu Chonghua’s tone was harsher than her: “Because you are not a criminal investigation major at all! Our detachment only accepts the top ten in criminal investigation or the top ten in terms of professional performance every year. No matter how bad it is, we have to fight for the top three. At the worst, you have to be able to play, run, stay up late and be able to beat the boy! Tell yourself which criteria you meet?"
"...Yes, but I'm just doing an internship for three months! I didn't want to stay!"
"No way."
Song Hui was extremely wronged: "I just want to be by your side, can't I?!"
Bu Chonghua suddenly shouted: "No!"
Beep--
Wu Yu and Song Hui were strangled backward by the seat belts at the same time. Toyota in the adjacent lane honked angrily, accelerated overtaking, and drove away with exhaust gas.
The air in the car was frozen.
I don't know why Bu Chonghua seems to be more vigorous than usual, as if using this method to cover up a certain kind of anxiety and anxiety. After a long while, he took a long breath, his clenched back teeth were slightly loosened, and he glanced to his side.
——Wu Yu maintained the inertially filmed posture on the backrest just now, holding his mobile phone high in front of him, studying the map and navigation attentively, his face full of concentration, as if he was a domestic policeman who accidentally broke into the set of a romantic idol drama.
"There is no need to discuss this matter." Bu Chonghua's voice sounded again, and his voice was steady and calm as usual: "I have a classmate at the customs and have already greeted him. You will go over next week."
Song Hui's eye circles began to flush again, biting her little lip, and suffocating for a while: "No, I won't go, if you do this, I will tell my mother!"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
Hao Xiujuan, Mrs. Song’s wife, was the one who helped Bu Chonghua wash clothes, cook, hold parent meetings, and sign exam papers. He was almost like half of his mother. Song Hui followed suit. There is no difference at Nantianmen.
"And, don't look down on me, I, I can also be a good policeman!" Song Hui whispered and said, "I will prove it to you!"
The Wrangler made a steep turn at the end of the highway and drove hundreds of meters and then turned into a small road. The Beidao Village landfill in front was surrounded by a cordon. The red and blue lights of the police car and the media flashing light from hearing the news met at one place. Rustling.
Dozens of people in the security circle squeezed their heads together, which should be piecing together corpses.
Bu Chonghua was expressionless, and when he stepped on the brake, he turned his head and gestured to Song Hui to go down.
"Go," he said coldly, "show me that you can stand up for a few minutes without vomiting."
Song Hui chanted, slammed the car door, and got into the cordon without looking back.
Wu Yu finally put down the mobile phone map navigation he held up all the way, turned his sore neck, and was about to get out of the car, but his wrist suddenly tightened.
Bu Chonghua actually grabbed his arm.
They looked at each other face to face, no one moved, and silently submerged this square inch of land to the top. The noise of people outside the car window seemed to suddenly become very far away, leaving only the heat of the palm and the skin close to each other.
For a long time, Bu Chonghua leaned slightly toward Wu Yu's cheek, as if he was about to say something-but at this moment Wu Yu tilted his head back, his eyes down hoarsely and said: "... , I have to go down."
The carriage was quiet, all the senses seemed to disappear, leaving only the small piece of wrist bone fiery deep into the bone marrow.
After a long while, Bu Chonghua finally let go of his hand slowly, little by little, opened the glove box and took out the sunglasses and threw it to him.
"Stay in the car and don't move, there is too much media."
Before Wu Yu could say anything, Bu Chonghua pushed the door and got out of the car, striding towards the warning line.
"Um-uh-uh -"
Song Hui covered her mouth with a pale face, Wang Jiuling hid three meters away and said with affection, "Take it up, it will be better if you spit it out."
"Wow!!"
Fortunately, this is in a landfill, and the physiological stress response can be resolved on the spot. Song Hui was so ashamed that the goddess scattered flowers, and she was ashamed to cry. Wang Jiuling sighed and took out his small handkerchief. After thinking about it, she was not willing to ask the forensic intern to bring a tissue to her.
"Big girl, you listen to me, that donkey face is not worth it." Wang Jiuling said sincerely: "Look at our Nancheng branch office, who is in the field, besides Meng Zhao, who does the field work? A girl who was poisoned by the police and gangster drama, she had to go to death and make a living, she became tired with neurasthenia and arrhythmia after less than a month. Now she has been transferred to the procuratorate for a pre-trial trial-now, listen to Uncle Wang , Go home."
Song Hui choked and wiped her mouth: "I, I won't go home, I want to..."
"Have you finished vomiting?"
Song Hui jumped around in surprise, and saw Bu Chonghua standing long, with a cold expression, his cuffs rolled on his elbows revealing strong forearms.
"Spit, vomit...it's done vomiting."
Bu Chonghua raised his hand and threw an object. Song Hui caught it in a hurry. It was a pair of blue reconnaissance shoe covers: "Come over with me after vomiting and see the preliminary autopsy."
Song Hui was struck by lightning and had an autopsy!
Why haven’t that few pieces been inspected yet!
Poor Miss Song's face was blue and white, and her stomach churned again, but Bu Chonghua's ice-like face did not move at all, as if she hadn't seen her bite after bite, she turned around and walked straight to the scene.
Wang Jiuling looked at him with hatred for iron and steel, and whispered as he passed by, "You deserve to be single in your life!"
Bu Chonghua said coldly: "She is my sister, I am not single and I am not looking at her."
——Thinking about amorous feelings! Wang Jiuling raised her eyebrows on her hips, and saw Song Hui crying and crying following him, and then followed him with worry.
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"Be careful, be careful... hey! Xiaogui!" "Stay steady, steady!"
A group of investigators gathered around the trash mountain, each carrying the corpses to play puzzles. Some raised their heads, others raised their legs and others raised their stomachs. After a short while, enthusiastic applause broke out: "Pretty!" "Steady!"
Master Bei, the head of the four heavenly kings of Jinhai, whipped and whipped his little brothers through the scorching sun all morning, and finally pulled out the last chunk of Chen Yuanliang's body from the trash mountain-the chest and abdomen. A group of forensic doctors and detectives who had been smashed were so grateful that they couldn't wait to line up for one person Mua Beiye to take a bite. However, the cleanliness Beiye waved his tail and went back to the team to take a bath, leaving everyone with a furry dog ass.
"Chen Yuanliang, male, seventy years old, length 1.67 meters." Xiaogui forensic doctor squatted on the ground wrapped in a protective suit, tightly holding Cai Lin who was crying and crying ("Maggot! Maggot!!"), faceless. The expression quickly and fluently instructed his subordinates to record: "The corpse was divided into four parts: the head and neck, the upper part of the waist with the upper left limb, the upper right limb, and the lower part of the waist with the lower limbs. There are parts of the internal organs missing. The time of death is estimated to be 32 to 36 In about an hour, that is, within a few hours after the victim disappeared, it was preliminarily identified that his dismemberment was... yo, detachment!
Bu Chonghua came along while wearing gloves, followed by Song Hui who was staggering and about to vomit at any time. Little Gui forensic doctor was so shocked that he almost reached out and rubbed his eyes: "I'm right, Cai Er? Your team has a girl. ?" The fastest mobile terminal for 999 novel updates: https:/m.999xs.com/
Cai Lin said in vicissitudes: "Yes, there are not many girls who are stupid and beautiful these days..."
"Song Hui, new here." Bu Chonghua raised his chin behind him, then pointed to the circle of people next to the body, and introduced to Song Hui briefly: "Fan Ming, forensic assistant."
Song Hui seriously called: "Assistant Fan."
The little forensic doctor who just squatted on the ground to record immediately stood up: "Dare not be or be..."
"Yang Hongyi, criminal camera."
Song Hui: "Photographed by Yang."
The cameraman of the technical team got up with the SLR camera in fear: "You're welcome, you're welcome..."
"Cai Lin, senior detachment."
Song Hui: "Senior Cai."
Cai Lin quickly put on the most kind and kind expression since the beginning of the year and stood up: "Can't bear it..."
"Xiao Gui forensic doctor, head of shift in forensic medicine room."
Song Hui: "Little...Gu forensic doctor."
Song Hui was humbled by his father's face since she was a child. However, it is indeed slower than ordinary people's response. She uttered a small word and squatted in her heart, thinking that she did not respect the senior forensic medicine too much? Will it be offensive?
"No need, stand farther, it smells great." Xiaogui forensic doctor didn't notice her complicated psychological activities at all, "Fan Ming, use the mosquito spray to spray the girl twice."
Bu Chonghua pointed to the tangram-like corpse on the ground: "How is it?"
"Separate the body after death." Xiaogui forensic doctor raised an index finger and answered Bu Chonghua's question concisely.
Bone residue, insect eggs, rotten flesh, and bloody liquid stuck to the fleshy corpse, and groups of maggots drilled and drilled through the seven orifices, which was terrible. Bu Chonghua put on a double-layer mask, squatted down and fumbled for a while, stopping his fingers on the heart part above the chest wall, pressing down, frowning and saying, "I was stabbed to death?"
Before he finished his words, he squeezed out a bubble of white stuff from the wound, and gurgled out--live maggots.
"Wow!" Song Hui ran for a few steps without looking back, squatting on the ground and vomiting frantically.
Everyone: "..."
"Yes, there is a high probability of being stabbed to death. This is the only life-threatening wound visible on the body surface. It is located between the fifth and sixth ribs of the left chest. The width of the wound is 4.5 cm. The two wound angles are acute, and the blade's direction is straight into the heart. It should be a double-edged weapon similar to a spring|knife." Little Gui forensic doctor sprayed several insecticides on the sky full of flies, squatted down and said: "It is worth noting that although the corpse has only one wound, the bottom is There are two wounds, one is about 12 cm long and the other is about 11 cm long. It shows that the murderer stabbed the second knife when the blade was not pulled out. The attack was decisive and extremely killing, resulting in chest wall defect wounds and traumatic heart. Rupture, acute pericardial tamponade and death."
-Acute pericardial tamponade.
Bu Chonghua's eyebrows twitched: "The same way as Nian Xiaoping died?"
"Yes, the murder method, location, and even the shape of the weapon are very similar."
Bu Chonghua nodded without saying a word, thoughtfully, and asked for a long while: "What is the dismemberment tool?"
"..." Little Gui forensic doctor sighed: "Forklift."
Beyond the cordon in the distance, several forklifts were parked on the open ground. The mechanical bucket was huge, and the sharp saw teeth were covered with mud.
Everyone fell silent at the same time.
The landfill staff was holding Wang Jiuling’s hand, and a tearful cry came from afar: "Comrade police, can you quickly find out which forklift shoveled the hapless corpse? Wow, we are now blocking the news and dare not tell the driver. , I’m afraid that every one of them will be scared to get sick later, you can check it out early so that we can buy paper money, incense candles and ghosts!..."
"No need, no need." Wang Jiuling said kindly: "We Communist|Party|Members don't practice Feng Shui superstition. We must maintain the firm stand of materialist atheism..."
"However, the exact cause of death will not be reported until after the toxicological test," Xiaogui forensic doctor stood up and moved his sore knees: "In addition, we will have to make a bone grinding tablet when we go back to further confirm all the problems. There is no hemoglobin in the bone of the cross section, otherwise the existence of injuries during his lifetime cannot be completely ruled out."
Bu Chonghua also stood up and looked around.
The Beidaocun Waste Landfill is one of the largest disposal sites in Jinhai City. There are hundreds of vehicles going to and fro every day, and two to three thousand tons of garbage are transported. There is no way to tell where Chen Yuanliang’s body came from. , Even the investigation and monitoring is meaningless.
If it weren't for scavengers, this old man was buried under the rubbish mountain to form corpse wax.
"Okay, let's accept the team." Bu Chonghua took off his mask and gloves, and said in a deep voice: "Transport back for further autopsy to see if we can extract the murderer's biological sample from the carcass, and review Chen Yuanliang's social relations again. , Money exchanges, and continue to investigate the taxi operations that night. From my intuition, this murderer’s assault tactics are highly similar to the dark web buyers who killed Nian Xiaoping and Gao Baokang. You can first consider assuming that they are the same. People. Song Hui!"
After finally vomiting for the second round, Song Hui was squatting weakly on the ground and taking a breath of sour water, staring blankly.
Bu Chonghua pointed to the stretcher on the ground and gave a brief and concise instruction: "The newcomer moves the body."
Song Hui: "!"
Everyone: "!!!"
Cai Lin furiously rushed forward: "Don't be such a boss, I'll come and I'll come!" Little Gui forensic doctor grabbed Cai Lin's sleeve: "Cai Lin is here to Cai Lin!" The forensic assistant and criminal camera were busy: "We are here, we are here!"
Song Hui couldn't believe it: "Move, move, what?!"
Bu Chonghua ignored the others, his frosty pupils looked at Song Hui directly: "Aren't you going to prove to me that you can be a good policeman?"
"..."
"The first homicide fieldwork of all interns must help the forensic doctor move the corpse, whether it is high decay, giant view, or even corpse wax. No one can get special treatment based on gender or status, and the same is true for you."
Song Hui's face was pale, and she saw Bu Chonghua step aside, and pointed to the stretcher head on the ground:
"If you can't move, you don't need to practice in the Criminal Investigation Detachment. Let's go home today."
The atmosphere was stalemate, and everyone looked at each other, no one dared to scream.
Even Wu Yu, who was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses not far away, noticed the abnormality, pushed out the door from the car, frowning and looking over here.
"...But me," Song Hui twisted her fingers, her lips trembled as soon as she opened her mouth, as if she was about to fall down and faint in the next second: "I, I--"
boom!
At this moment, the powerful engine was approaching like a roar of the king of beasts, drifting and flicking lightning and turning, the tires and the muck road rubbed and made a loud noise, instantly shaking the whole scene, and suddenly stopped outside the warning line like a phantom. Wow-a fan-shaped rubble fell to the ground, bursting out smoke!
"Fuck big G!"
"G65? G65? Why doesn't it look like?!"
"It's the G65 modified version of Brabus!!"
The sound of the discussion was like a sizzling fuse, instantly sweeping the entire landfill. Bu Chonghua's forehead jumped, and then the door opened. Yan Xiu, who was in Taobao T-shirt jeans and a blue steel king on his wrist, casually slammed on the door, lowered his head into the cordon, and strode here.
Bu Chonghua promptly told Song Hui: "It's all about you, you return to the car and look for Wu Yu." Then he turned to the corpse: "Why haven't moved out yet, hurry up!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, without him needing to order a second time. Cai Lin, the forensic assistant, and the criminal camera all threw on the stretcher at the same time. Chen Yuanliang of the block.
Only Song Hui, a silly girl who stood still and didn't respond: "Looking for Brother Little Wu? Why are you looking for Brother Little Wu?"
Bu Chonghua picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it to her: "He ate salty in the morning. Give him water."
Song Hui: "???"
"—Wait!" At this moment, Yan Xiu walked in a breezy foot, and noticed Song Hui from a long distance away, frowning and staring at her: "You are not that Song..."
Bu Chonghua: "Hurry up! People have to drink eight glasses of water a day!"
Poor Miss Song didn’t realize that she didn’t get eight glasses of water after vomiting twice. She stupidly took the mineral water and returned to the car. Before leaving, she gave Yan Xiu a strange look, and said that I knew this person. ? No impression at all.
Yan Xi took off her sunglasses and said angrily: "Isn't she the daughter of Song?"
Bu Chonghua: "..."
"Why did you go with her?"
The two looked at each other, one full of questions and the other helpless. After a long while, Bu Chonghua finally rubbed his forehead: "She is my sister, can you not do that..."
"Your sister?" Yan Xi seemed to hear Tianda's joke: "The two cousins of your brand bought half of the Hermès store in Jianning this morning and bought two dining tables, four sets of sofas, eight telescopes, Two trash cans, twenty mane combs for brushing horses, and twenty fly swatters. I just called and asked if I wanted two horse whips and a table of mahjong, but I turned it down because of my surname Song. Which girl is your sister on which card?"
Bu Chonghua pressed his forehead and sighed, "I don't understand where you got such a big opinion about Song Ju...what are you doing!"
Yan Xi relentlessly patted his brother's handsome face with four fingers, making a PiaPia shot, and his face was full of hatred for iron and steel: "Are you really my brother?!"
Bu Chonghua: "………………"
"Your cousin is so insightful and well-versed in world affairs. Not only did you not inherit it to half a point, but you learned how to get up on two boats. Believe it or not, your auntie saw that the girl named Song could have a myocardial infarction on the spot. Are you trying to piss off her alive?"
There were people passing by. Seeing that the atmosphere was weird, they didn't dare to wait any longer, and quickly slid off to the side of the road.
The two brothers put their heads on their heads, and Bu Chonghua's eyes were raised, and he stared at Yan Xiu without a word. The amber pupils gradually seeped fierceness, and suddenly he pressed the back of Yan Xiu's head against him with his backhand. Angrily said:
"I don't have two boats, I only like one person!"
He let go of Yan Xiu, turned around and left with a cold face.
