"Pretend to be in a hurry, call Sanfu out, and let Huang Xiangjie sit alone inside. We can't sleep tonight, and he can't even think of lying down." Wagner left You Zhaohua behind, said something to Uncle Jiu, and went upstairs with Jiayi and headed straight to the forensic autopsy room.

Uncle Jiu followed the order and ignored Huang Xiangjie sitting in the interrogation room. After calling Sanfu out, the two of them followed everyone side by side.

You Zhaohua was left standing at the small window outside the interrogation room. He looked at Huang Xiangjie sitting inside, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seems that Wagner is not as well-behaved as he looks.

...

Lay upon layer of neon lights approaching from afar. The nearest curved tube lights that Chen Guangyao, a senior chemist in the forensic department of the police station, can see from his office window are old, and some of the light strips are no longer bright.

Even so, when he raises his head from the test report in front of him and turns his head to look, he can still absorb some of the bright atmosphere of this city from those intermittent colored strip lights.

He opened the office door. In the large office in front of him, forensic technicians in white coats were running back and forth. Some were talking to each other about the results of a tissue slice test, while others were analyzing bloodstains based on the developed photos. The fingerprint team had already done a detailed comparison, and the chemistry team was repeatedly testing and observing various strange instruments...

Chen Guangyao saw Yi Jiayi walking into the forensic office from a distance. He looked at the time and guessed that she should be here too.

There was no need for too much courtesy. As soon as the two sides met, they went straight into the work phase.

"80% of the fingerprints found in the cellar belong to Huang Xiangjie, and the other 20% belong to Da Jiaoqiang's family. The least fingerprints belong to Wei Nianying, which shows that she was rarely assigned by her parents to go to the cellar to get things.

"But half of the fingerprints on the iron chain that tied her belong to her, and the other half belong to Huang Xiangjie." The fingerprint team gave a report.

"The footprints and photos were compared, and the overlap was 98%. "The forensic team also gave the results of the photo analysis.

Almost all the things originally stored in the cellar were moved away by the murderer, probably to reduce the frequency of going to the cellar to get things and reduce the risk of being discovered.

But the messy environment became empty, and the collection of footprints became simpler.

"Some of the clothing fiber tissues found in Wei Nianying's fingernails were consistent with the clothing fiber tissues worn by Huang Xiangjie when he was arrested."

"The deceased's blood was found on a total of 6 kitchen tools in the kitchen. A copy of the report has been faxed to the forensic officer Sir Xu. "

All the test results of the laboratory group equate Huang Xiangjie and Wei Nianying with the deceased Dajiao Qiang and his wife.

"Jiayi, even if we don't have the DNA test results now, we can already file a case against Huang Xiangjie for murdering Dajiao Qiang and his wife, and illegally confining, abusing, and raping Wei Nianying."

Chen Guangyao handed Jiayi the reports that had been issued. These were the results of the hard work of the forensic colleagues who worked overtime after the investigation.

"Thank you, Brother Daguangming." Jiayi took all the reports and handed them to Xu Shaowei to take back to the office for sorting.

Then he turned around and went to the forensic department.

…

While spiraling down the stairwell, I occasionally looked out through the small window and found that some of the neon lights that had been on before had gone out.

It was getting later.

On the cold dissection bed, Xu Junhao and his assistants were working hard to piece together body parts and bones.

They swept away the dirt and debris, packed them into bags and sent them to the Forensic Department.

It was not easy to determine which part of the body the skinned body belonged to. Several people in white coats surrounded the dissection bed, heads huddled together, and the bright surgical lights made them look the same.

Their identities could only be judged based on the information revealed on their white hats, white masks, and white surgical gowns . Fortunately, Sir Xu is not difficult to find. He is the one with a small knot on the back of his head.

Jiayi stepped into the autopsy room and was pulled into one flow image clip after another.

Huang Xiangjie killed his master Dajiao Qiang with a kitchen knife, and knocked out his master's wife who rushed up to pull him. It was cut into countless fragments and pieced together into a complete plot.

Neighbors said that Dajiao Qiang's wife often boasted that Jiezi was very filial and treated her like his mother. Now, the tragedy of mother and son killing each other is staged again...

When Dajiao Qiang was killed, the two words that he kept scolding in his mouth kept echoing in Jiayi's mind:

"Beast! Beast! "Beast..."

Another clip was interspersed in between the scoldings. It was the evil words that Huang Xiangjie spat out while he chopped Da Jiao Qiang like chopping firewood.

When Da Jiao Qiang's body was gradually pieced together, she could hear it more and more clearly:

"I just looked at her a few more times, so what? She was walking around the house in her pajamas. Do you know how sexy she is? Didn't she wear it on purpose for me to see? Don't die, look at her with your eyes wide open! Not only do I want to look at her, I also want to * her! Look! Who allows you to close your eyes? Open your eyes--"

Take a deep breath, and think about some beautiful things.

Think about the eldest brother, think about the younger brothers and sisters, think about everyone in Group B, think about Sir Fang...

Pulling herself out of the flow image, Jiayi looked up and saw that Xu Junhao had straightened up, turned around and walked towards them.

"Sorry for disturbing Sir Xu at work. "Jia Yi nodded embarrassedly.

"It's okay." Xu Junhao pointed to another autopsy bed and said: "The body of the female victim has been pieced together, and the internal organs taken out of the refrigerator have also been examined. She died between the 18th and the 19th, about one to two days later than Da Jiao Qiang.

"Da Jiao Qiang's death was more painful. Judging from the development of her injuries, they were all incurred during her lifetime. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. The fatal injury was in the leg. The murderer used a kitchen knife to cut the flesh on her leg, causing severe blood loss."

Jia Yi nodded and took notes seriously.

Jiu Shu and others stood by, their faces gradually darkening.

"Among the evidence collected by the Forensic Department, kitchen knife No. 1 fits my description of the murder weapon."

Xu Junhao took a piece of fax paper from the small table next to him and pointed to kitchen knife No. 1 on it.

"I see." Wagner responded.

"This wound, and here, here... are blunt force wounds, which fit the shape of murder weapon No. 2." Xu Junhao brought the detectives to the autopsy bed of the female victim and pointed out some injuries that were clearly unrecognizable.

Sanfu stood by with his arms folded, frowning as he identified these purple scars based on Xu Sir's description.

After all the injuries found by Xu Sir were explained one by one, everyone realized that the six murder weapons collected by the Forensic Department had been used on the female victim.

It is hard to imagine how she survived the last period of her life.

"Her body parts are relatively intact, not much is missing. The male victim's body is more difficult to piece together, and a large number of body parts can no longer be found. Do you understand what I mean?"

Xu Junhao walked back to Da Jiaoqiang's autopsy bed and turned to ask the detectives.

"I understand, Mr. Xu, you don't need to explain." Sanfu waved his hand, saying that this was enough, everyone understood.

"Well." Xu Junhao introduced the marks on the mutilated body of Big Foot Qiang one by one, and what each mark represented, "...the fatal wound is here, the carotid artery was cut off.

"Most of these injuries were caused after death. Look at this knife, it directly cut into the flesh and left such an oblique cut on the bone...all caused by venting chopping. It can be seen that the murderer hated the deceased even more." "

Understood. "Jia Yi nodded, and turned around to find that she was not the only one taking notes. When Sir Xu dissected and processed the corpse just now, the assistant who helped Sir Xu pass the scissors and other instruments was also taking notes.

She curiously leaned over to take a look, and saw that the other person's notebook not only recorded Sir Xu's judgment, but also drew a rough diagram of the corpse (block) and marked the scars on the diagram.

"Can you lend me your notes for a while to copy?" Jia Yi couldn't help but ask.

After she said it, she realized that the bad habits she developed during her nine years of compulsory education had actually come back.

She really couldn't resist the impulse to borrow notes from the top student.

"Sure. "The assistant technician nodded somewhat embarrassedly.

"From the degree of decay of the bones, skull, hands and feet, we can not only determine the time of death of the deceased, but also see how long the deceased was abandoned and buried.

"The male deceased was identified as Wei Enqiang, nicknamed Big Foot Qiang, and the female deceased was identified as Wei Enqiang's wife Liu Lijuan. The male deceased was abandoned and left for about 4 days after his death before being buried in the soil. He was buried in the soil for about 4 days.

"The female deceased was buried in the soil probably 1 to 2 days after her death, and the length of time she was buried in the soil was similar to that of the male deceased, which should also be 4 days.

"That is to say, the male victim was abandoned in the cellar four days after his death, and then buried with the female victim in the underground area where Wei Nianying was locked up.

"I believe that the soil composition test results of the Forensic Department can also support my judgment."

Xu Junhao turned his head and looked at Jiayi, then looked at the criminal psychologist Tannen who followed him, and muttered:

"As for whether he buried like this for any psychological reasons, it is up to you to judge."

He didn't dare to judge whether he buried her parents directly below the space where Wei Nianying was in order to vent his hatred for her, or whether this was also one of the murderer's "sadistic" methods.

"Understood." Sanfu and others nodded in response. "

Thank you for your hard work." Wagner took the report handed over by the forensic assistant technician.

"It was for sadism. "Tannen suddenly spoke up and continued Xu Junhao's words.

"The victim's fear is the abuser's reward." Jiayi's voice was deep.

"..." Xu Junhao chewed on Jiayi's words for a long time, and suddenly he was in awe of Jiayi who could see through the murderer's psychology and organize such interesting words to express it.

In this anatomy room, probably only Xu Junhao could laugh.

He seemed to be a pure expert and scholar, trying his best to exclude external emotions and let himself see only the phenomena described by data and professional vocabulary.

The pure man with small braids raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips under the mask also curled up. He nodded to Jiayi frequently and said:

"You are capable, and you have worked hard too! ”

“If you have any new findings, please feel free to call us.” Jiayi made a phone call gesture, and said: “We should be on duty at the police station the whole time tonight.”

“OK, but we have to go home after the autopsy.” Xu Junhao raised his eyebrows. He did not advocate working all night. He had to say no to sleeping on the floor in the police station. He bought a very comfortable mattress at a high price. If he did not go back to sleep, it would be a waste of money and disrespectful.

“Okay. "Jia Yi was finally amused by him.

After both parties nodded, and Wagner collected all the reports, everyone finally returned to the B team office with a full load.

Although they were all exhausted, they also felt a sense of accomplishment.

Only Tannen, until he followed everyone into the B team office, was still brooding over it: It was clearly him who took over Xu Sir's words and judged that Huang Xiangjie was doing it for the purpose of torture. Although Jia Yi must have also judged it and summarized and elaborated on his words, but... Xu Sir couldn't praise Jia Yi and not him when he was giving praise...

Tannen silently made a small note in his heart: From 00:23:49 on November 24, forensic officer Xu Junhao owed him, Inspector Tannen, a sense of accomplishment!

...

...

As soon as the detectives of Team B returned to the office, they all collapsed on the chairs.

Xu Shaowei, who returned to the office early to sort out the documents, handed warm water to Jiayi and others. He held the documents in his hand and was eager to try to make a report after the documents were sorted. However, seeing that everyone was too tired to even close their eyes, he gave up.

Holding the stack of documents that he had sorted with a small clip, After he returned to his desk in the corner, he followed everyone else's example, collapsed, then closed his eyes and held the water cup, sipping slowly.

Everyone sighed softly.

After the warm water moistened their throats, everyone thought about what to do next and recalled the whole day. Finally, they felt a weight lifted from their hearts.

Wei Nianying had been rescued, and the dead The body of the murderer was found. There was a huge amount of complete evidence. Even without Huang Xiangjie's confession, this pervert could be killed.

After a whole day of wandering and ups and downs, I could finally take a break.

I was sleepy. I

was tired.

Huang Xiangjie just sat in the interrogation room, and let them rest in the office first...

Just when Jiayi was drowsy, a thought suddenly came to her mind. : Is there something missing?

After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure out what was missing.

She opened her eyes, forced herself to sit up straight, tilted her head and tried to mobilize her already confused brain, thinking hard.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu also opened his eyes, he looked around the office, and then met Jiayi's eyes.

The two looked at each other blankly for a few seconds, and suddenly slapped their thighs and said in unison:

"Jiaming and Gary!"

No wonder it's so quiet...

The two of them are still in the cold and damp night wind, with two uniformed police officers, looking for Huang Xiangjie's lair in the vacant houses and basements in the community where Xianji Ice House is located...