what's in the depths

In the afternoon, Chu Rong printed out the autopsy report and sent it to Zhu Yuhan.

In the report wrote:

The deceased, Shan Lianyue, was 172cm tall, with normal development and moderate nutrition. His body showed rigor, and a small amount of lavender, small, clearly defined spots appeared in the lower body position. When the police arrived at the scene, the deceased died within an hour. No stomach contents were found in the body, and the fatal injury was due to the severed head. Except for the pentagram in the abdomen, other parts of the body had no traumatic changes, and he was not sexually assaulted during his lifetime.

"Can you be specific to the minute?" Zhu Yuhan looked at the autopsy report and scratched his hair.

"It took us nearly half an hour to rush over, and a small amount of corpse plaques had formed, indicating that there were no corpse plaques before we rushed over, and her death time was relatively late. If she ate at five or six o'clock, her stomach would have been completely dead by eleven o'clock." Empty, the body function stops after death, that is, it has been completely digested before death, but it is impossible to be specific, we can only judge that her death time was between ten o'clock and eleven o'clock last night."

Just as he was talking, Tong Si opened the door and came in, took a USB flash drive, and plugged it into the computer: "Team Zhu, this is the surveillance video near the Academy of Fine Arts building after six o'clock last night. Guess who we saw from inside."

"Who?" Zhu Yuhan frowned, as if he didn't like Tong Si's trickery like this.

"Shan Lianyue's ex-boyfriend."

Shan Lianyue's ex-boyfriend is Hu Haokai, a senior student majoring in German at the School of International Education of New Normal University.

It's just messy hair, sallow complexion, and listless spirit.

Sitting in the interrogation room, he played with his fingers with his head down, humming a few songs from time to time, his attitude seemed calm.

Zhu Yuhan twirled the pen, and didn't rush to ask, just waiting for him to play with his fingers until his bald skin fell.

At this time, Hu Haokai stood up: "I have nothing to do, I'll go first."

"Who allowed you to leave." Zhu Yuhan laughed, "Tell me."

Hu Haokai was stunned in place, and the highly myopic lenses reflected bright white light: "Oh, then tell me how I killed Shan Lianyue."

After all, he sat back down again.

"She, the eighth woman, spread the unspeakable secrets of my body everywhere, and even made a post to spread it all over the country. I couldn't get angry, so I asked her out to kill her to vent my anger."

Zhu Yuhan looked up at him: "That's it?"

"Yes, that's it."

"Then I would like to ask you, what is your crime tool?"

Hu Haokai thought for a while: "Knife, otherwise there is nothing else."

Zhu Yuhan smiled mockingly, and threw the autopsy report in front of him: "Do you know that the crime of perjury is at least three years old."

Hu Haokai was stunned for a moment, then slowly took the autopsy report and opened it.

Every small word in the report was like a small firework, burning his eyes.

"You don't even know how she died, so you dare to talk about it."

Hu Haokai's eyes were like copper bells, and he didn't seem to hear Zhu Yuhan's reprimand, but just stared blankly at the photo of Shan Lianyue's corpse in the practice report.

"At ten o'clock last night, why did you appear near the art building?"

Hu Haokai remained silent.

Zhu Yuhan lost his patience, snatched the autopsy report from him, and stood up: "If you don't speak, just calm down here until you understand it."

With that said, he opened the door and was about to go out.

The moment he opened the door, there was a blunt and heavy impact sound.

Zhu Yuhan looked back curiously, only to see Hu Haokai kneeling behind him, his violent breathing caused his chest to rise and fall at high frequency, then, Hu Haokai suddenly kowtowed to himself, begging in a hoarse voice:

"I beg you, we must catch the murderer who killed Yueyue."

As he spoke, there was another ringing of the head, and Hu Haokai's forehead instantly turned red.

"Please, you must be fair."

Yueyue, what an intimate and beautiful name, if you really hated her, wouldn't you be subconsciously calling her the most intimate nickname?

That's right, I went to the Academy of Fine Arts last night just to have a peaceful talk with Yueyue, trying to restore this hard-won relationship, but I waited until eleven o'clock, seeing the dormitory's access control time, thinking maybe Yueyue would I didn't come to the Academy of Fine Arts, so I plan to go back first, and find a good time to have a serious talk with her tomorrow during the day.

But in the end what was waiting was the news of her death.

The suspect students were interrogated all afternoon, Zhu Yuhan was dry mouthed, but they all had perfect alibi, while the witness girl, her mother has been refusing to call the police because she is emotionally unstable .

But now, the women who left footprints at the scene can be ruled out, because Shan Lianyue is 172 centimeters tall, which is considered a relatively prominent height among women. Generally, women are between 158-165 in height. This height is necessary for her to be standing. It was not easy to chop off her head vigorously. Could it be that the murderer was a woman taller than 1.8 meters?

But height is related to shoe size. Generally, tall women also have big shoe sizes. Zhu Yuhan’s mother is 158 tall and her shoe size is 36. Tong Si’s sister is also relatively tall. She is 168 tall, but her shoe size is only 38 and a half sizes , and the largest shoe size found at the scene was 39 yards.

Either the murderer committed the crime with bare feet, or the murderer was a short man who wore women's shoes for the purpose of committing the crime.

And as far as Hu Haokai said, Shan Lianyue spends almost every day at the Academy of Fine Arts, and often rushes back before the 11:30 gate control of the dormitory. Therefore, the murderer is more familiar with her work and rest. From this point of view, she is definitely prepared come.

Now, if we briefly summarize the suspicious points of the case:

Pentagrams, nudes, statues of goddesses.

These three points were premeditated by the murderer, what would they represent, I can't figure it out.

Just as Zhu Yuhan was thinking hard, an internal call came in.

Zhu Yuhan glanced at the caller ID, and saw that it was a call from the police station in the jurisdiction. It seemed that the police had a keen sense of crime for many years. He had a bad heart, and then answered the phone.

It was not what he expected.

It's still the teacher's university, but this time it's changed to the music school.

When they arrived at the scene, they found that the dead man was Dong Lin, a sophomore in the Department of Folk Music of the Conservatory of Music.

The deceased was lying on the ground in a "big" shape, his clothes were also stripped off, and a pentagram was engraved on his abdomen.

According to Mr. Liao, the counselor of the Conservatory of Music who found the body, he came here early in the morning to enter the competition rankings for the students. He was in a hurry to urinate halfway and went to the bathroom. As a result, he found Dong Lin’s body on the bathroom floor. He was scared on the spot. Suffering from urinary incontinence, I quickly called the police, and went back to change a pair of pants before the police came.

Zhu Yuhan was very disgusted in his heart, but he was too embarrassed to show it clearly, so he put on a mask under the guise of investigating the scene, pulled up the cordon and got in.

"How is it?" He asked Chu Rong who was still squatting next to the dead man to examine the body.

"There were bleeding points where the skin of the plaque was cut, that is, bilateral plaques, and the time of death was between six and ten hours."

Zhu Yuhan nodded, looked around, and found that there was no electronic surveillance installed in the building of the Conservatory of Music.

"The Academy of Fine Arts is about to move out, so the cameras were taken down. Why doesn't your academy have cameras?" Zhu Yuhan asked in a bad tone.

In today's society, not having a camera will cause so much trouble. Why do these people never change after repeated admonitions, and they don't have a long memory when they suffer.

The counselor smiled shyly:

"I'm ashamed to say that the Academy of Fine Arts wants to move the old campus, and the leaders of the Academy of Music can't sit still, and they want to move, because they have to allocate houses to the new professors recently. You know, the old campus is in the city center, and the houses over there are so expensive. Well, the new campus is in such a place where nothing shits, so it’s not necessary to give away the house for free, so they also want to go to the old campus, and it took a while for the school to agree, and they are also planning to move.”

Zhu Yuhan's head became dizzy when he heard it: "Which college in your school is going to move, can you finish it all at once?"

"It's gone, it's gone, the old campus is not that big."

Zhu Yuhan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

"What is this?" Just as Zhu Yuhan was busy investigating the scene, Fayi Wang suddenly whispered.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw Wang Fayi holding a handful of soil in his hand and observing intently.

"It may be soil from the school garden or grass." Counselor Liao interjected.

Forensic doctor Wang put the soil into an evidence bag: "Take it back and test the composition of the soil."

"Officer, look, can you keep this matter a secret for us? It's April, and the college entrance examination is two months away. This is related to our enrollment situation in the coming year. Such a situation is really bad for our school. Your own reputation has too much influence, I hope you understand."

The counselor rubbed his hands together with a doggy look on his face.

Zhu Yuhan shook her head with a smile, as if she felt very disdainful for the counselor to say such things at this time.

"If you can hide it for a while, you can't hide it for a lifetime. Before the murderer is caught, every student in your school may become the next victim. Now you should think about how to prevent potential safety hazards, instead of trying to hide it from the sky. It's useless. , look at so many students around here, can you keep everyone's mouth shut?"

"It's true, it's true." The counselor's momentum became weaker and weaker, and he was almost buried in the ground.

"Let me ask you, was there anything unusual about the deceased before his death?" Zhu Yuhan didn't want to talk about it any more, so he changed the subject.

The counselor thought for a while: "It's nothing unusual. I usually get along well with my classmates and are more obedient. I just like to listen to that... death heavy metal? I, a music student, can't understand it. I find it very harsh and noisy. .”

The counselor seemed to realize something, and then said: "I heard that those who have been in contact with heavy metal music in death for a long time are a bit perverted. After all, you also know that the theme of that kind of music basically uses words such as hatred, necrophilia, and abuse. Lord, is this student committing suicide?"

"It's not suicide." Zhu Yuhan was about to scold him when Chu Rong said softly.

"What?" Everyone looked for their prestige.

"Before he died, he was sexually assaulted."

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