Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"Living with such a beautiful woman and doing nothing at all, is this guy even a man?" I shook my head at the photo of Hu Jiajia, glancing at Gu Chen and Guan Zengbin. "Either Hu Jiajia is lying, or this guy is a glass."
Guan Zengbin, sitting in the passenger seat, shot me a disdainful look before saying, "Do you think every man is like you, a rogue? Liu Xia Hui is different; he's a good person. Otherwise, how could Hu Jiajia let him move in? Just look at you; your eyes are about to pop out. Compared to him, you're just... low."
As Gu Chen drove towards the location where the body was discovered, he added, "Doesn't that mean Hu Jiajia is in danger? If the murderer really killed the wrong person, wouldn't they strike again?"
"I'll call Captain Shao and request protection for Hu Jiajia until we catch the murderer," I nodded seriously.
"That said," Guan Zengbin crossed his arms, "Hu Jiajia is quite something; she keeps attracting these shady characters."
I shrugged. "Only beautiful women with hot bodies get that kind of attention. Do you think a pervert would be interested in flat-chested girls?"
"Shut up!"
The sewer is indeed the conscience of a city; that saying holds true. But this conscience requires regular maintenance and clearing by workers; otherwise, it suffers from clogged veins. Often, you can find many interesting things in a city's sewers—children's toys, used condoms, an old lady's dentures, or a newlywed couple's diamond ring.
Or perhaps, a headless corpse.
The sewer system in Qingdao can accommodate a car passing through. Although this city's sewer system isn't as expansive as Qingdao's, two people can walk side by side. It was two workers responsible for maintaining and clearing the underground passages who first discovered the body.
This was no pleasant job; the stench was deeply ingrained, making it seem impossible to wash away even after eight baths in one day.
Recently, the weather had been hot with little rain. The sewers were foul and sweltering, resembling a high-temperature gas chamber. The two workers held back their nausea as they quickly navigated through the underground network. Their job carried risks, but the greatest danger didn't come from sudden floods; it came from unexpected appearances.
The two workers had often fantasized about what they would do if they stumbled upon someone at the next intersection.
They knew that anyone entering here besides them could be one thing—a fugitive.
So when they reached the next intersection, both of them stopped simultaneously.
The beam of the flashlight illuminated a dark figure crawling on the ground.
They dared not breathe, their legs feeling as heavy as lead, for they had realized that the shape on the ground was a person.
"A fugitive is still a person; we might as well fight it out," Xiao Gao remembered saying that earlier.
But now, Xiao Gao couldn't even muster the strength to move his feet. Some people always thought they were brave, but in reality, humans are filled with fear of the unknown. Even though three minutes had passed and the figure on the ground remained completely still, both of them felt paralyzed.
"Is it a... blow-up doll?" Xiao Gao turned to Old Li and whispered.
"You'll find out if you go check it out!" Old Li replied just as quietly.
"Together," Xiao Gao said.
Their footsteps echoed in the sewer, and both felt their hearts racing in their chests. As the flashlight beam drew closer, the figure became clearer before their eyes. A foul stench wafted through the air; this was indeed a person—more precisely, a corpse.
"Oh my god!" Xiao Gao's scream echoed through the sewer, but only two people and one body heard it.
"What the hell are you screaming for?" Old Li said, still shaken, his flashlight trembling in his hand.
"This corpse... it has no head!" Xiao Gao stammered.
Yet no one dared to move the body because Xiao Gao's description was too gruesome. The police present hesitated; no one wanted to take on this disgusting task.
Gu Chen cursed under his breath and said, "It's just moving a body; give me some clothes, and I'll do it."
Half an hour later, Gu Chen reappeared before them.
"The smell..." The first thing Gu Chen did upon emerging was rush to a nearby trash can to vomit.
The corpse was placed in front of us. When I saw the corpse, I realized that Xiao Gao turned out to be a conservative. Because this corpse is so disgusting, and the impact of this disgust is multifaceted. From the appearance, this corpse has the phenomenon of Corruption Giant Phenomenon. The belly is as swollen as a ball, Viscera has been squeezed out from the neck, the whole corpse has turned black, and many places have The skin tissue has begun to fall off, and on some flesh, white maggots are rolling around in the rotten parts, as if they are swimming. Judging from the smell, the unique stench of corpses seemed to be able to penetrate people's noses and directly hit people's souls. Compared with this corpse, Wang Zhi, stinky tofu, and canned herrings seemed to pale into insignificance. The irritating gas seems to make people drink fake wine, constantly impacting the brain. Few of the people present could bear such soul torture. The surroundings were already vomited. I suppressed the gastric juices rolling in my stomach: "Is there any kindhearted person? I need a gas mask. Something like a mask can block the gas." Those who can’t bear the poisonous gas..." Guan Zengbin stepped forward and picked up a maggot with tweezers. I saw the maggot swinging back and forth in the tweezers, trying to escape. At this moment, I was really scared Guan Zengbin Like It was Be Grandpa who put the bug into his mouth, but fortunately Guan Zengbin behaved quite normally: "The maggot stage appeared, but judging from the special environment of the sewer, the death time should be about two to three days , maybe shorter, after all, the sewers are hot and humid. " "Looking at the condition of the body's neck, it should have been cut by something sharp, which is basically consistent with the wound on Zhang Mingliang's Head. "From this point of view, it should be Zhang Mingliang's corpse." Guan Zengbin squatted next to the corpse and talked to himself, seemingly not feeling the slightest bit of nausea: "But it's best." Let's do a DNA test." "Take the body back and take it to the funeral home," Guan Zengbin said very ably. Gu Chen and I stood aside and looked at each other, Forensic, even if he is only nineteen years old, he is still Forensic, facing such a disgusting corpse, his face does not change, his heart does not beat, we are really impressed. . "This girl is amazing..." Gu Chen looked at the corpse and said, "It was too dark just now so I couldn't see clearly. I can't do it anymore. I have to vomit for a while..." When Autopsy found the corpse, Gu Chen went I washed my hands no less than eight times in the toilet, but even so, Gu Chen said that he could still smell the strong corpse smell on his hands, and wondered if it was a magical disease that gave this kid a cure. . But Guan Zengbin seems much more relaxed and doesn't seem to matter at all. I don’t know if Guan Zengbin’s husband will shout out when he puts a wedding ring on her and kisses the back of her hand: “Fuck! These hands are poisonous!” I can’t see this corpse either. There’s nothing good about Autopsy because it’s basically ruined. In order not to pollute my eyes, I'd better wait outside. Gu Chen came back after washing his hands again. He had basically given up: "I almost didn't catch the shit to cover up the smell of the corpse." "I advise you to take a shower..." I said seriously. : "I think your main problem is not with your hands, but with your body. When you came out carrying the body, you were beaten a lot..." By evening, Guan Zengbin's Autopsy Report had come out. Guan Zengbin rubbed his hands with coriander and said to me: "The deceased is definitely Zhang Mingliang without a doubt, the DNA matches perfectly, Zhang Mingliang is considered complete. Although the body is extensively decomposed, it is still It can be concluded that Zhang Mingliang did undergo Gender Reassignment Surgery, and he did remove all the lower parts before his death.”
"The time of death is difficult to pinpoint accurately, but based on the condition of the skull, it should be between eleven o'clock last night and around one o'clock this morning. The cause of death appears to be a sharp weapon used to sever the head. The bloodstains found in the building seem to confirm this."
"However, the amount of blood at the scene seems a bit excessive, but that's not a major issue," Guan Zengbin said.
"Thank you for your hard work," I said sincerely. "It's truly remarkable for a girl to face such a gruesome corpse alone; it's something most people couldn't handle."
Guan Zengbin continued to crush the cilantro leaves in her hand and then remarked, "It's rare to hear compliments from you, Captain Wu. It's almost as difficult as winning five million, right, Gu Chen?"
I shrugged. "That guy is practically washing off his own skin..."
"He's a member of the armed police, so of course he hasn't seen such a decayed body before. He'll have plenty of chances in the future." Guan Zengbin tossed the cilantro leaves into the trash and poured some vinegar on her hands from a bottle she had found. "By the way, during the autopsy, I discovered something crucial that I almost overlooked."
"What important clue?" I asked eagerly.
As she washed her hands with vinegar, Guan Zengbin said, "I was quite curious about the Gender Reassignment Surgery, so I observed it a bit longer. Guess what I found? Someone raped Zhang Mingliang. I collected a small amount of already coagulated semen from Zhang Mingliang's artificial vagina."
Suddenly, I recalled the threatening letter Hu Jiajia had received: one day, I will rape you and then cut off your head to write with it.
What a coincidence that the murderer didn't realize that the person he raped was actually a transgender individual; this world is too crazy.
"It seems our focus needs to shift to Hu Jiajia," Guan Zengbin said. "Perhaps we can find leads on the stalker through her."
"And that young man trapped in the trap; he must know something," I said, tugging at my hair. "We don't have enough manpower; we need Captain Shao's help."
Comment 0 Comment Count