I like you, my nature is hard to change

Chapter 81: Autopsy in the middle of the night

Mo Zishu went to school very early the next day.

Dong Qingyun announced the matter in the class.

"Next Monday, I will enter the school for the opening exam. This opening exam is related to the list of participants in the 2019 H country Mathematical Olympiad. The entry list, the entire third grade will select six students to represent No. [-] Middle School to participate in the preliminary competition in Lanhai City. Those who pass the preliminary competition will go to Beishi to participate in the final. I hope that the students will take advantage of this opportunity. Score." Dong Qingyun briefly talked about the process, his eyes swept over the whole class, and finally fixed on Mo Zishu for a few seconds, he was very sure that Mo Zishu would definitely enter the finals this time of.

If Mo Zishu could hear Dong Qingyun's heart, she would definitely complain, "I haven't decided whether to participate or not, but you are sure that I will win."

But Mo Zishu didn't hear these words very clearly, she spent most of the morning in her sleep.

There is only one day of vacation in the third year of high school, from Saturday afternoon to Sunday morning, and classes officially start on Monday.

However, No. [-] Middle School's rules for senior high school students are already very kind. At least one holiday is given once a week to give students a chance to breathe. Other schools basically have a holiday once a month.

Back home from school, Ying Deng and his secretary were still bored in the room and did not come out, and Mo Zishu didn't care, and went back to his room after dinner.

She wasn't reviewing, but was thinking about when to pick a time to go to the morgue of the police station. She wanted to dissect it herself.

"Can I enter the morgue at the police station at night? I want to dissect Li Xia's body." Mo Zishu sent Yan Heng a message.

Soon there was a reply: "Yes, I'm still at the police station."

Mo Zishu smiled when she saw the news, changed her clothes and carried a bag to go out.

"Fu Yi, take me to the police station, Fu Er, take the book on the glass table in my room and read it." When Mo Zishu went downstairs, Fu Yi and Fu Er were drinking tea and watching variety shows bored.

Fu Yi got together and went outside to drive, Fu Er was stunned and nodded to show that he knew.

When Mo Zishu and Fu Yi were far away, Fu Er went to Miss Mo's room.

Entering the room, the glass table in Miss Mo's mouth is very conspicuous, and there is a thick black book on it.

Fu Er walked over with a frown, picked up the book and read it, the title was in English, "Hacker self-cultivation"'Hacker self-cultivation', Fu Er was still puzzled, and after turning the first page, his eyes lit up Yes, this book is in English, but it doesn't matter to Fu Er at all.

Looking at the notes written by Ms. Mo on it, Fu Er felt that he had gained a lot from returning to China this time. As expected, Ms. Mo knew him best.

Just like that, Fu Er went back to the room excitedly holding the book, never thinking about how Miss Mo knew his needs.

Twenty minutes later, Mo Zishu and Fu Yi arrived at the police station. Yan Heng and Jing Chen'an were already waiting.

"Miss Mo, what are we going to do?" Fu Yi didn't understand why Miss Mo came to the police station in the middle of the night. Could it be that there was a case?

Mo Zishu didn't speak, but just handed a small notebook to Yan Heng.

Yan Heng opened it, his eyes widened with an inconceivable expression, this is a forensic medicine qualification certificate, and the owner of the qualification certificate marked on it is the girl standing in front of him, which really shocked him.

"Surprised, I've seen it several times." Jing Chen'an thought that when he saw this qualification certificate, he probably had the same expression as Yan Heng.

The morgue is on the second floor underground, connected to the dissection room.

Mo Zishu and his party arrived soon.

"It's so cold." Fu Yi couldn't help shivering, only to remember that he was wearing a suit, and the temperature inside the morgue itself was much lower than the temperature outside, because keeping the corpse at low temperature is a necessary condition.

Because Li Xia's body had already been dissected, Yan Heng pushed Chen An'an's body out from the morgue to the dissection room.

It wasn't until they arrived in the dissection room that the temperature became a little normal.

Mo Zishu and the others had already put on sterile suits and masks, and Mo Zishu, who was an anatomist, was also wearing two layers of rubber gloves.

Chen An'an, who was lying on the dissecting table, had been soaked in formalin. In addition to various traces of being abused, there were also dark purple corpse spots on his body. The sutured limbs were now rusty. Get dark red.

Mo Zishu stared at Chen An'an's body, looking at the traces of dismemberment bit by bit, her breath became serious.

Yan Heng, Fu Yi, and Jing Chen'an also followed Mo Zishu's realization.

The hand with the rubber glove gently touched the dismembered and stitched wound of Li Chen Anan.

Mo Zishu watched intently, the cut surface of the wound was smooth and clean, without the slightest panic or fear of doing this kind of thing, as if enjoying this process, there were four dismembered places all over her body, arms and legs.

Mo Zishu repeatedly touched the dismembered part with her hands, then picked up special anatomical scissors to cut off the suture thread on the wound on her right arm, and then took out the thread with special anatomical tweezers. As the wound opened again, a nausea followed. After that, even wearing two layers of masks can't hide the smell.

But Mo Zishu was not affected in any way, as if she was used to it, and there was no pause in the movements of her hands.

The line connecting the wound has been removed, but the right arm has not been split, and the exposed flesh seems to be able to see the bones inside, and there seems to be something inside that fixes the connection between the limbs and the torso.

Thinking of this, Mo Zishu put down the tweezers in his hand, picked up the bone scissors and clamped it to the joint between the bones, and there was a slender and hard object.

Mo Zishu used bone pliers to loosen the slender hard object between the two bones, and finally the right arm was finally detached from the shoulder blade.

Now Mo Zishu clearly saw that it was a long and thin nail with bone fragments at the tip, and then picked up the tweezers and took out the other end of the nail.

Mo Zishu estimated that this long nail was about four centimeters long, and then she took out nails of the same material in three other places, but the length was different.

The length of the nails on both thighs reaches six to seven centimeters long.

Mo Zishu arranged the four nails one by one in the dissection tray.

Fu Yi never dared to pay attention to Miss Mo's autopsy process, so Yan Heng and Jing Chen'an watched carefully.

"This is the tool that the autopsy staff said was used to connect the dismembered parts." Yan Heng said through the mask, the stench made him speak slowly.

"Whip wounds, burns, nail wounds, cuts on both ankles." Mo Zishu looked at the wounds on Chen Anan's body and slowly said a few words, scratches on the scalp and cuts on both ankles The same murder weapon was used.

"There should be injuries caused by five kinds of murder weapons, but this one has not been determined yet." Yan Heng nodded, pointed to one of the wounds with a gloved hand, and frowned.

Mo Zishu's eyes moved with the place Yan Heng was pointing at, and sure enough, he saw a kind of oval scar that spread downward and sunken down.The scars here are different from other places in that the color is more dark purple.

"According to the shape of the scars, the murder weapon is very large and oval in shape, and each time the wounds are made very hard, so the color is darker than other colors, causing severe bruises, and even the skin ruptures and bleeds." Mo Zishu said while Groping for the scars, the degree of depression is not shallow or deep, as if it was used.

Mo Zishu's eyes moved to the tools used to dissect the corpse, and her eyes fixed on the wooden hammer that was not commonly used.

Mo Zishu took the wooden hammer in her hand and carefully weighed the wound.

"Fu Yi, go find a ball of dough." Mo Zishu said to Fu Yi.

But Fu Yi was annoyed, where could he find it?

"There is a noodle shop next to the police station. They make hand-pulled noodles. You can just buy them." Yan Heng said to Fu Yi. He could see that Mo Zishu was going to experiment on the dough.

The strength of hand-pulled noodles is very good, which is as tough as human skin.

Soon Fu Yi disappeared in the morgue in a hurry, and ran out wearing a sterile suit. When he found the noodle shop, the owner almost refused to sell it to him.

After about 5 minutes, Fu Yi bought it.

Mo Zishu put the kneaded dough flat on the edge of the dissecting table and poked it with her fingers. The flexibility was not bad. She raised the wooden hammer in her hand and imagined the state of the murderer holding the hammer and hammering it down. .

A muffled sound came from the dough, and several people looked at the dough. Sure enough, the dough sank downwards and slowly rose a little, and then settled in a certain concave state.

The shape is the same oval, but the scars on Li Xia's body are a little bigger.

"It turned out to be caused by this." Yan Heng nodded thoughtfully.

Mo Zishu was basically sure that this kind of scar was caused by a hammer, and all the scars on her body had an explanation.

But the most puzzling thing is that Chen An'an's right earlobe is missing. The wound is very contradictory to the dismembered part of the body, because the wound was not cut off flat, it seemed to be bitten off, together with the earring.

The pearl earring on Chen An'an's left earlobe is particularly conspicuous.

Mo Zishu moved to the right rear of Chen An'an's head, supported Chen An'an's head with one hand, and wanted to see Chen An'an's earlobe from the front, but unexpectedly, she was in Chen An'an's body. A small red mark different from the corpse spot was seen at the place where the earlobe was connected to the neck.

"What is this?" Mo Zishu asked, looking at Yan Heng.

Apparently Yan Heng was also very confused when he heard Mo Zishu asking him, and then looked along where Mo Zishu pointed, and it was indeed a very obvious red mark, which was not covered by the corpse spot, but it was not the same as the corpse spot. Same.

"Could it be hickey marks." Jing Chenan looked at it and said, he felt that with Mo Zishu's further autopsy, the case became more mysterious.