Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

The old lady heard the sound and walked into the house. As soon as she opened the door, the murderer stabbed her again. The old lady covered her throat with both hands and slowly fell down.

The murderer was not in a hurry to leave. He turned off the lights and pretended that someone in the house was resting. He waited quietly in the house. During this time, he packed up all the used dishes and leftovers.

After it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he came out of Fan Debiao's house, locked the door from the outside, and then carried his things out of the courtyard. This was really done without anyone noticing.

Dabao's expression was solemn. This was an experienced killer who had left no traces inside or outside the house. However... this killer had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder...

At this moment, Zheng Wenlin hurried in with a medicine box and greeted Dabao.

"Director Qin, I'm here."

Dabao gestured towards the house.

"There's a mother and child dead in this house. Their throats were slashed with a knife. Please do an autopsy if possible. I need to know what they ate before they died."

Zheng Wenlin nodded.

"As long as the deceased has eaten within three hours and the stomach has not digested the food, I can detect it."

Dabao nodded.

"I believe you, but what kind of knife is so sharp that it can cut a throat?"

Zheng Wenlin agreed, his eyes were full of light, and he was very excited. Dabao curled his lips. Otherwise, people say that when a forensic doctor sees a corpse, it is like seeing his girlfriend naked, full of temptation and desire.

As a result, less than five minutes after Zheng Wenlin went in, Jin Man and Yu Xueliang ran out.

Not everyone can endure the work of dissection. Even a strong woman like Jin Man still vomited violently while leaning against the wall. Yu Xueliang even vomited bile.

The driver didn't dare to go in, so he could only support them. Dabao glanced at them calmly.

At this time, three police officers and a middle-aged woman ran in. When they saw Dabao, they were stunned. One of the police officers asked politely,

"Comrade, where are you from? Someone just reported that a murder had occurred here, so we came to take a look."

Dabao took out his work ID and handed it to him. The police officer took a look at it and looked Dabao up and down in confusion. It took him a while to understand the facts written on the work ID. He stood at attention and saluted: "Hello, Director Qin, I am the deputy director of the Mentougou Red Star Police Station. My name is Han Ming. These are my two colleagues Zhou Fangchu and Wu Wen. This one is the director of the Mengjia Hutong Sub-district Office, Sister Sun Shufen."

Dabao shook hands with them one by one, and Han Ming asked,

"Director Qin, what's going on?"

Dabao said: "Our Discipline Inspection and Criminal Investigation Team 3 are jointly investigating an arson case in the FS District. One of the survivors of the arson case is the deceased, named Fan Debiao.

So, we came to investigate and found that Fan Debiao and his mother were murdered. We have called in the medical examiner and are examining the bodies.

Han Ming, along with Zhou Chufang and Wu Wen, entered Fan Debiao's house. Dabao was counting outside. Just as he had counted five numbers, the three of them ran out, holding onto the wall and began to vomit.

Dabao shook his head. The quality of the people nowadays is too worrying. It’s just a scene, but what should be done?

He had completely forgotten that the first time he saw a corpse in his previous life, he ran out and vomited before he even counted three times. He vomited five or six times and almost collapsed. This person always forgets the pain after the wound has healed.

Seeing these police officers vomiting like this, the neighbors ran even further away. Sister Sun from the street office didn't dare to go in, but she was also grinning. Someone had died in this house, who would dare to live there in the future?

After more than half an hour, Zheng Wenlin came out while taking off his gloves. There was an indescribable smell on his body, the smell of blood mixed with the stench of corpse.

He put the rubber gloves aside and walked to Dabao. He looked at Yu Xueliang who was still squatting on the ground vomiting, and couldn't help curling his lips in contempt.

Dabao saw it all and knew that the two people had a deep grudge against each other, but he had no intention of changing it. It had nothing to do with him in the first place.

"Old Zheng, what are the results of the autopsy?"

Zheng Wenming said: "These two people were killed within half an hour after eating. According to the analysis of the stomach residue, both of them had eaten roast chicken, dried tofu, and steamed bread.

There were no signs of resistance on either of them, indicating that the assailant was an acquaintance. When they died, they did not believe that the person in front of them could kill them, so their eyes were wide open the whole time.

Dabao nodded: "What is the murder weapon?"

"It's a knife. The length of the knife is about 30 centimeters, but its width is only about 3 to 5 centimeters. It's also very sharp."

Dabao nodded: "It's the same as mine."

Zheng Wenlin said: "I have only seen such a knife on the battlefield..."

Dabao smiled slightly: "Is it on the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War?"

Zheng Wenlin nodded. "Such a width and length means the murder weapon wasn't a dagger. Then there's only one type of knife that fits this size..."

Dabao smiled slightly and gave a thumbs up.

"That's amazing, Doctor Zheng. Only the Japanese use this kind of knife. It's called a wakizashi. The Japanese warriors carry it with them. Generally speaking, the Japanese warriors carry two knives, a long sword and a short sword. The long one is called a tachi, and the short one is called a wakizashi.

This wakizashi is actually used for suicide.

In other words, these two cases are related to the Japanese devils. If they are involved, then this is no small matter and must be reported.

After the on-site investigation, Dabao did not care about the body. Yu Xueliang, with a bitter face and pinched nose, directed people to send the body to the hospital morgue. It was hot summer now, with temperatures above 30 degrees Celsius every day. The body had been left for two days and had rotted, so it had to be placed in the hospital morgue. After the case was over, the family would be notified to take the body back.

It was already late, so Dabao asked Wang Ming and Li Liang to stay at the FS District Public Security Bureau. He had to go back to the city and report the case to his superiors.

It was not until they were driving back that Dabao and the other two realized that they had not eaten anything all day. No wonder their stomachs were always rumbling. Xue Kui, in particular, looked aggrieved and kept muttering, "Following the master, he had to go hungry nine times out of three days..."

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It was already past seven in the evening when the jeep drove back to the city, and all the state-owned restaurants were closed.

Dabao suddenly remembered that the Yangchun noodles in the tavern at Zhengyangmen were delicious. It was too late to go home for dinner anyway, so he might as well have a bite nearby.

He parked the car on the side of the road, and got out with Jin Hai and Xue Kui. He took off his uniform, revealing the shirt underneath.

Having dinner late at night, it was a bit uncomfortable to wear the uniform. Jin Hai smiled and took off his uniform and hat and put them in the car. Xue Kui always did what his master did. He also took off his shirt. He was not wearing a shirt inside, but only a red vest.

There were several holes in the vest. When Dabao saw it, he felt very bad. He thought that as a master, he couldn't even take care of the apprentice's most basic life. He was really incompetent.