Forensic Stories: Paradise

Tucao: That's because you don't update!ok ok i was wrong...

Gambling is harmful

He stayed in the forensics department all morning, watching Zhao Yiting collect the blood and fingerprints from the hemp rope and the butcher knife and put them into the equipment for testing one by one, hoping that these two things would help solve the case.

"I'll be embarrassed if you look at me so unblinkingly," Zhao Yiting said to me with a smile as he pushed the test tube into the instrument and turned his head.

I sat back on the chair, put my chin against the back of the chair and said indifferently: "I trust your face!"

He didn't say any more, and continued to fiddle with the instrument.

One afternoon passed, and the results of the fingerprints came out. I searched the fingerprint library on the computer, but there was no result. This was also expected, so it didn't cause a big blow.Fingerprint databases are the same as DNA databases. They store very little data, and only the data of prisoners who have criminal records or are serving sentences are recorded in it.

In the evening, a group of people gathered in the tea restaurant to exchange the results of the day's investigation while having dinner, Zhao Yiting also followed.

Yan Mu: "I found a sewer. The mouth of the manhole was covered with grass and covered by bushes. It was extremely difficult to find it. Our whole team mowed the grass there all afternoon before we found it."

I took a sip of coffee and said, "The prisoner is very familiar with the terrain in that area. There are only two possibilities: one, he is a resident nearby; two, he used to be a worker in that factory."

Fu Jun took out a stack of things and put them on the dining table, "Here is the information about that factory. It is a factory specializing in the manufacture of auto parts. The factory manager is called Lu Ke. It is understood that the profit of that factory is not ideal. The year before last Because of poor management, it went bankrupt, and Lu Ke was unable to repay the debts. In the end, the family jumped off the building, and those who drank pesticides drank pesticides, and all died.”

"Is there a list of workers?" I asked.

Fu Jun shook his head, "Has Section Chief Zhao discovered anything?"

Zhao Yiting, who had been dealing with the food on the plate with his head down, was asked by name and raised his head to look at us blankly, "What?"

"Is there any clue?" Fu Jun asked again very patiently.

"Yes!" Speaking of his field, he regained his energy, threw away the knife and fork and took out the portfolio from the briefcase, "We have a very miraculous discovery."

"Tell me."

Zhao Yiting spread out the document, pointed to a palm print on it and said: "This is the blood palm print that we made from the handle of the butcher's knife. The direction of the fingers is from left to right, indicating that he is left-handed. Take a look again, is there any?" What did you find missing?"

"Little Thumb!" I snapped.

"Yes!" Zhao Yiting nodded, "The murderer is left-handed, and he is missing fingers."

Fu Jun stroked his chin and said, "What if the orchid finger was raised while beheading someone?"

"Impossible," Zhao Yiting pointed to the vacant little finger, "Look here, half of the finger remains, and the incision of the severed finger can be clearly seen."

"That said... it's true..."

"Did you find anything in the manhole?" I asked.

Yan Mu took out the photo and spread it out, "Footprints."

The footprints on the photo were taken with a ruler to measure the length and width. I took the photo and calculated, "This man should be about 1.8 meters tall and weigh about 60 kilograms. He is a big guy. He stepped on the left and right feet." The footprints are different in depth, indicating that he has long and short legs, and may be a lame." According to the size of the soles of the feet and steps, the height can be inferred, and the depth of the footprints can be used to infer the weight.

"We thought we could follow the footprints to find the place where the murderer was hiding, but it didn't work out. Halfway through the pursuit, there was a drainage channel, and the footprints were gone. The prisoner probably escaped by diving and swimming."

"Why don't you follow the drain?"

"The drainage channel is divided into more than a dozen forks. After we went back and checked, we found that each fork led to a residential area. With such a large population, we couldn't find out at all."

The atmosphere at the dining table suddenly fell into a dead silence again, and no one expected to check it again and again, but the result was still the same.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" Yan Mu scratched his hair irritably, Fu Jun patted him on the shoulder without saying a word to comfort him.

After dinner, they went home separately. Zhao Yiting, a guy with a thick skin as thick as a city wall, stuck to him again, "I'll take you home."

"No need," I replied.

"But you were drinking just now, how do you drive?"

"It's only half a bottle of beer."

"No! I heard that you went to find the evidence by yourself last night. You must have not had a good rest. With the effect of alcohol, what should you do if something happens?"

"I didn't care about you even if I got into a car accident! Zhao Yiting, I don't understand what you want?" It's also very troublesome to be pestered all the time, so let's just open it up and make it clear.

"I'm chasing you..." He froze in place.

"I'm not gay, and you're married, please respect your wife and marriage!" Scumbag!

He suddenly smiled with relief, "Are you jealous of my wife? It's a contractual marriage, it doesn't count, she is also gay, we just got married as a show."

"I'm jealous of your sister, didn't you hear the first part? I'm not gay!" I just happen to like Xia Yubing.

"What if you just don't meet the right person, try it, maybe we are a good match?"

"I have a girlfriend," after I finished speaking, I opened the car door and got in, stepped on the accelerator and ran away without looking back. What's the matter with this person?Inexplicable!

When I came home full of anger, I saw three people sitting around playing poker in the living room, and I had another headache. When did my house become a chess and card room in the underworld!

"Hey, I'm back!"

Xia Yubing rushed over with the note on his face, wagging his tail, "Rin Yuan, you're back~~"

I staggered away from him, "What is that on your face? A seal?"

"Yo, Linyuan, do you want to play together? If you lose, you need a note~" Wannian Cengfan Party Yunfeng swaggered a thick stack of notes in his hand, and the new female ghost also nodded in agreement, looking very happy look.These three people are really leisurely...

I was about to have a fit, but Yunfeng saw that the atmosphere was not right and dragged the female ghost to run outside, and slipped back before I stabbed someone with a kitchen knife, "Xiaojie and I avoid the limelight first, I'll leave it to you, Yubing!"

He was so angry that he didn't even have the energy to swear, what an ancestor, who did I provoke, "What's the name of that female ghost?"

"Wu Jie," Xia Yubing squeezed my shoulder.

"What about your identity? Have you asked?"

He frowned, "Yunfeng said that her catastrophe needs someone else to overcome it, and she can't solve it by herself, so many things related to death were forgotten on the day she died..."

I waved my hand, "Forget it, is dinner ready?"

Hearing this, Xia Yubing's hands stopped, "Oh no! I was too busy playing cards and forgot to cook!" He jumped to the front of the refrigerator, and instantly petrified, "The dishes are also finished..."

So gambling hurts...

The author has something to say: Will I talk nonsense when it's almost over? !

It is planned to end in March, and the number of words to be completed is about 16~17W. To be more specific, the new article is under preparation...

Unpopular themes are not fun, soulless~~~

Strange

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and I'm used to eating Xia Yubing's dishes. I really don't like the taste of restaurants, so I had no choice but to take Xia Yubing to the vegetable market.

Compared with self-selected supermarkets, I prefer noisy vegetable markets. Only in the noise of bargaining can I regain the feeling of being a living person.I deal with death all day long, and there is a dead ghost around me. When I am in a trance, I feel that I don't belong to this world.

The cold touch from my fingertips pulled me out of my own world, and I turned around to see Xia Yubing's wry smile, "Hand in hand to buy groceries, it feels like a married couple."

"I'm a husband, you are a wife." The people around were either in a hurry, or focused on bargaining, but no one noticed me, so I chatted with Xia Yubing boldly.

"Why am I a wife? I'm obviously on top..." He said and arched my buttocks with □, indicating that he was the main attacker.

"An old saying, the husband is outside, and the wife is inside. You wash and cook every day, and I earn money outside to support the family. Of course, I am a husband and you are a wife. I am kind to you!"

"Thank you, uncle, for your gift, come tonight?"

"Come on!" This guy really knows how to hit snakes and climb sticks!

"Ah~ let's eat dumplings tonight!" He took advantage of the situation to change the subject.

"Dumplings are too time-consuming, think of something simple," God knows what kind of belief I have been hungry until now.

He led me around in the vegetable market, looking at the fish here and the vegetables there, but he couldn't find anything satisfactory. However, when he came to a pork stall, his originally gentle face suddenly darkened. , the footsteps also became a little vain.

"What's wrong with you?" I didn't know what he was going to do, I just thought he was making trouble again.

"He," Xia Yubing pointed at the big, burly man behind the pork stall, "he has a hostile aura about him."

"He is a butcher, so if he doesn't have hostility, can he have immortality?"

Xia Yubing panted and hid behind me, the hand holding my arm showed pale joints, and was trembling, "No, the hostility on his body is not caused by ordinary animals...it is human! He has killed people! "

Reminiscent of the total murder case, with the addition of butcher knives and other tools, I couldn't help but tremble a little. If he was the murderer, should I subdue him at the beginning or stabilize him before contacting Fu Jun?What if he ran away? !

"You wait for me here!" After Xia Yubing, who was already sweating coldly, settled down behind a vegetable stall, I took a deep breath and walked towards the pork stall. Behind me was Xia Yubing's uneasy warning, "Be careful, run away if something happens. !"

The man behind the pork stall is 1.9 meters tall, tall