Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

The paper coffin full of blood was scary, but what gave He Wei an even bigger headache was how to clean it up.

The body is taken away, and part of the liquid can be collected and taken away.

What about the remaining liquid?

Just pour it out and let the earth absorb it?

He stepped aside and asked his colleagues to take photos of the scene, then walked up to Cheng Nuo and said, "Did you find anything?"

Cheng Nuo glanced at He Wei helplessly and said, "I asked before the body was fished out if you believe in my ability too much."

"I've always believed it."

He Wei's natural look made Cheng Nuo speechless for a moment. If he couldn't say anything valuable, it seemed like he was admitting to He Wei in disguise that he was not good enough.

no? How can that work.

Cheng Nuo looked seriously at the human face in the paper coffin and said, "You can indeed see some of it. Judging from the ferocious facial expressions of the deceased, some of them meet the basic characteristics of being scared to death."

"Scared to death."

"Yes, but I have to go through a detailed autopsy to find out the details. His face is too pale, there may be trauma, and the possibility of death due to excessive blood loss cannot be ruled out for the time being."

Xiao Min weighed the unknown red liquid and put it into the evidence bag.

After finishing her work, she walked in the direction of Hewei and the others, holding the bag in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, the movements of her hands froze, and her expression immediately became serious.

"what happened?"

Seeing that her expression was wrong, He Wei immediately came over and followed her gaze to carefully look at the evidence bag.

The blood-red liquid is not too thick and the color is not that deep. Just by holding half of Xiao Min's bag, he could clearly see the impurities floating in it if he shook it.

"Is this...Mao?"

Xiao Min nodded: "It's not just hair, it's flat hair."

"Flathair, birds."

"Yeah." Xiao Min pinched the flat hair fragment through the bag and rubbed it with the pads of his fingers.

It's really hard.

Xiao Min looked back at the paper coffin behind him. The body lying inside had been fished out by Chen Zeyang and the others.

"I'll take a look."

With that said, Xiao Min put away the evidence bag, turned around and went straight to the paper coffin.

Before starting, she pulled up the gloves that originally reached her wrists.

"What are you going to do?" He Wei walked across to her and imitated her squatting in front of the paper coffin.

"Get it. There might be something else."

He Wei nodded, then without saying a word, he pulled up the elastic gloves and put his two hands into the turbid and smelly blood.

The four hands stirred and stirred in the paper coffin. After a while, the two of them actually caught two larger brown flat hairs.

Chen Zeyang came up to He Wei, looked at the new discovery in his hand, and said, "This looks like chicken feathers."

He Wei thought it was similar, but he wasn't sure.

"Are you sure?"

"It's not wrong. Our family likes to buy live chickens at the market and kill them first during festivals. When I was a child, I was not sensible and often played with the chicken feathers that my uncle plucked. This looks just like what I used to play when I was a child. .”

Howie nodded. He reached out and handed the evidence to Xiao Min, "Go back and test it. I want the most accurate answer."

"Howie."

He heard Cheng Nuo calling him. He Wei could only leave the paper coffin matter to Xiao Min and Chen Zeyang. He stood up and walked to the place where the body was lying not far behind him.

As Hewei walked, he took off his bloody gloves.

"what happened?"

Cheng Nuo and Han Yang surrounded the corpse with solemn expressions.

"You see what this is?"

When the body was taken out, he was wearing a black jacket and black trousers. His hands and feet were tied up with straw ropes, and he was dressed normally, so no one paid attention at first.

It was just that Cheng Nuo wanted to check the injuries on the surface of the body.

He opened the coat of the deceased and was suddenly startled. It is late autumn now and the weather is cold and cool.

But the black coat worn by the deceased was not another piece of clothing, but a transparent plastic sheet with elasticity.

Han Yang wrinkled the bridge of his nose, "This is plastic wrap, right?"

There were layers of plastic wrap tightly wrapped around the bloodless bluish-white body, which looked really disgusting.

Han Yang said: "Why did the murderer do this? What does it mean to wrap the body?"

Cheng Nuo glanced at the paper coffin standing quietly on the left and said, "I can't think of any other reason besides waterproofing."

"Waterproof?" This answer confused Han Yang. "Then why are you wrapped in clothes? Human flesh is not afraid of water."

He Wei remembered what he and Xiao Min had just discovered in the blood. He squatted down, stretched out his hand to the body, and said, "Take off your clothes."

Cheng Nuo and Han Yang didn't know what He Wei was going to do, so they just followed the instructions and helped.

The deceased was a male, about 170 centimeters tall and heavy, and he had been immersed in liquid for a long time.

It took a lot of effort for the three of them to peel off the soaked clothes from the body.

"really."

He Wei stared at the body lying on the ground with a solemn expression.

The green back was also wrapped in plastic wrap, but unlike the front, it was not the back flesh under the plastic wrap, but yellow spells written in blood one after another.

Xiao Min came from behind He Wei. She looked at the body covered with charms and sighed: "It seems like it is really some kind of ritual."

"Okay." He Wei looked at Han Yang, pointed with his chin at the workers in the distance who wanted to hug each other, and said: "Call Chen Zeyang and bring back the person in charge, the witnesses, and the first person who made the discovery. ." Then, he turned to the others and said: "Everyone, clean up and close the team."

The first thing He Wei did when he got in the car was to send a message to Bai Ji'an.

Ten minutes later, he received a call from Bai Ji'an.

Bai Ji'an looked at the dazzling photos on the computer screen and said, "According to what you said. If I infer correctly, the reason why there are chicken feathers in the paper coffin is because there is chicken blood in the blood-red liquid that soaked the corpse."

"I can probably guess this. Is there anything else?"

“A chicken or a rooster.”

He Wei looked at the flashing red light in front of him and said unexpectedly: "You know this, both male and female."

"I don't just know about the male and female. I also know that there is not only rooster blood, but also black dog blood and child urine."

"what?"

Bai Ji'an smiled and said, "You don't like to dabble in strange things. It's normal if you don't know. This kind of stuff is all folklore. There are just a few of them, and the opinions may not be consistent. If other ingredients are found, there are possible."

Howie asked: "So you can deduce other things just from the chicken feathers, the formations on the paper coffin, and the charms on the corpse, which proves that you know what the murderer wanted to do."

"Of course." Bai Ji'an said, "The murderer is exorcising the devil."

"Exorcism?!" Han Yang listened for a long time and finally couldn't help it anymore, "After killing people, he created such a terrifying thing, and he still exorcises demons!"

Chen Zeyang stuck his head out of the back seat and said seriously: "I think what Mr. Bai said makes sense."

Han Yang glanced sideways: "How do you say that?"

"A normal person who is not possessed by a demon would definitely not be able to make this thing."

Tricky angle.

Han Yang nodded and looked quickly at He Wei who was driving.

"That makes sense! Maybe he's mentally ill again."