what's in the depths

"Huh? Why are you so sure." Zhu Yuhan asked blankly, looking like an illiterate.

Chu Rong changed his posture, organized his words a little bit, and tried to tell him with words and sentences within the range of Zhu Yuhan's understanding:

"Muscles will be infected and corrupted without skin protection, and will soon lose signs of life, unless she is given another skin, that is, skin grafting, but IMHO, such a large-scale skin grafting under the condition of ensuring a living body, One is that there are not enough skin sources, and the other is that the current medical level in China is not up to the mark. This is no worse than a full-body burn. After the case is announced, will the hospital see the skinned patient and not testify to the police?"

"But the temperature is so high in the past few days, it will speed up the decay of the corpse, and the smell is very strong, especially if the corpse is still in the community, there will be residents calling the police, but not only there are no such calls, there is even one on the night of Chen Xiyan's murder. There are no eyewitnesses."

Zhu Yuhan held the steering wheel with both hands, leaning his head wearily on the steering wheel.

"I searched the sewer garbage station and found nothing. If this continues, I can only go to the sea to find it. If I spend a lot of police resources and can't find it, I really don't know how to explain it to my colleagues."

Zhu Yuhan barely opened his eyes: "When I saw that newcomer crying in embarrassment today, I felt very sorry for him."

"Don't feel guilty. Since he has chosen this profession, all the hard work is just an important part of the job." Chu Rong seemed to be very optimistic.

"I want to know right now, if Chen Xiyan is really dead, why no one found out after so many days." Zhu Yuhan slammed his head against the steering wheel as if venting his anger.

The sudden sound of the horn made the cat under the car howl, jumped out and disappeared under the moonlight.

"Perhaps it is the special treatment method that prevents the smell from being excessively emitted." Chu Rong said.

When Zhu Yuhan heard this, he immediately regained his spirit: "Can you explain it in detail?"

"Three methods, soaking in formalin, freezing, and plasticizing."

"I know the first two, but the last one is plastination...what is it?"

Chu Rong chuckled, opened the tablet, found a few pictures and handed them to him: "Plastination, in simple terms, is a technique for making biological specimens that is similar to making mummies, but it takes a long time to make. It takes at least four months to inject formalin into the vacuum for at least four months, and the plastination technique requires a high degree of professionalism, unless it is a professional, otherwise... Therefore, the murderer may have soaked the corpse in formalin Or put it in the freezer."

Zhu Yuhan stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "Yes, and formalin is cheap and easy to obtain, so it is an excellent way to dispose of corpses."

As he said that, Zhu Yuhan took out his mobile phone and called the information department: "Search to see if there are a large number of users who have purchased formalin online recently, and sort them out."

"Okay, and also, I have sorted out the list of users who bought limited edition dolls in this city that you asked us to check before, and sent it to your email address. You can take a look."

"Okay, I'll trouble you."

Zhu Yuhan opened the mailbox immediately after hanging up the phone.

The original manufacturer of this doll is in the United States, because not long ago, a horror movie called "Annabelle" quickly became popular all over the country, and the protagonist in it - the doll possessed by an evil spirit, Annabelle, became popular all over the world for a while. So many toy companies have imitated this ugly and terrifying doll, but because very few companies have actually obtained the agency rights of the doll, most of them are still pirated copies, and the price of the original version has always been high. They are willing to spend a lot of money to collect such a doll. Most of the ugly dolls are loyal fans of "The Conjuring" and "Annabelle" series.

And in the detailed list of purchasing this doll, Chen Xiyan's name also occupies a place.

In fact, Zhu Yuhan didn't understand. He felt that a girl like Chen Xiyan who likes Lolita style should be the kind of sweet and gentle girl, but after getting involved with this kind of evil horror doll, it became a little weird .

Moreover, this doll was put on Chen Xiyan's skin and sent to Yi Lin's house, so how did this doll come into the murderer's hands? Was it Chen Xiyan who gave it to him, or was Chen Xiyan skinned at her own house? Then the body was taken away again, but Chen Xiyan's house was cleaned up very cleanly, and no bloodstains or murder weapons were found.

Zhu Yuhan bit his finger, thinking that his head hurt.

"Don't bite your fingers, it's dirty." Chu Rong grabbed his hand and tore it off.

Zhu Yuhan finally came back to his senses and apologized again and again: "I'll send you back first."

"It's past twelve, let's have a supper together?" Chu Rong looked at his watch and asked warmly.

"Next time, I'll go back to the police station soon, and I'll go to Chen Xiyan's house to see what's going on." Zhu Yuhan said, lit the fire, and put the gear on.

"There's no need to fight so hard, the body will not be able to bear it if this continues." Chu Rong looked at him with a little worry.

At least this sentence is from the heart.

"You know, I'm not smart, IQ test is not as high as yours, and I don't have a background in criminal investigation. I can't read, and I can't remember those things that are too academic, and I'm not good at learning. So, stupid bird If you don’t work hard, you will always be at the bottom.”

Zhu Yuhan forced a smile, but that smile was like unsweetened coffee, bitter, and besides that, a little inferior.

Chu Rong raised his hand to gently touch his hair, but this action made Zhu Yuhan very embarrassed. He avoided Chu Rong's hand and pretended to look around.

Chu Rong withdrew his hand and rubbed the tablet with a little embarrassment.

After a while, he slowly said, "Then, let me accompany you."

"No, no, you've been tired all day. There's no need to follow me to find trouble. Besides, for people with high IQs like you, hard work is not suitable for you, hahaha."

Chu Rong forced a smile.

"Then please send me back first."

Chu Rong's house will always feel unpopular, cold and dark, Zhu Yuhan stood for a while, drank a glass of water, and left first.

Before leaving, Chu Rong stood under the dim light and asked expectantly: "When is the next time?"

This question was enough to make Zhu Yuhan speechless.

If it were in the past, before he knew that Chu Rong had feelings for him that surpassed that of a friend, he would definitely say loudly:

"Hey, isn't it just eating, what's the big deal, put on your clothes and go downstairs now, I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat."

But now, it seems that all he can do is escape.

"I'll invite you when I have time." Zhu Yuhan made a sloppy look and turned to leave, not forgetting to close the door for Chu Rong thoughtfully.

The moment the door was closed, through the crack of the door, Zhu Yuhan saw that Chu Rong was still standing there motionless, like a statue.

and the ambiguous sentence:

"You found it."

Found?What did you find?Did you find that he likes you?Or something else.

But Zhu Yuhan decided to continue pretending to be stupid to the end.

Yes, there is a saying that is good, it is shameful to escape, but it is useful.

Zhu Yuhan hurried back to the police station, took the investigation box, gave a few words of advice to Zhou Xiaoran who was still on night shift, and then hurried to Chen Xiyan's home.

It seems that his life is like this "coming and going in a hurry", without a moment's rest.

Fu Huaiyu called and asked him why he hadn't come back. Zhu Yuhan only said that he hadn't finished his work, and he might not be able to return until two or three in the morning, so he asked him to sleep first.

"Ah, do you know how long I have been waiting for you at the gate of the community? Remember to call next time if you have something to do, and don't make me wait in vain. "

"I made trouble out of no reason. I asked you to wait in the past?"

One sentence choked Fu Huaiyu into silence, the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and finally his cold tone came:

"Yes, I am self-indulgent."

Then, he hung up the phone mercilessly.

Zhu Yuhan just felt baffled, he was already getting into a big fight because of Chen Xiyan's case, and Fu Huaiyu was always playing petty temper with him, so now the anger has reached his head, and he almost exploded.

He took several deep breaths at the door of Chen Xiyan's house, and opened the door after he calmed down.

The smell of laundry detergent still lingers in the room, which has not dissipated for a long time.

"This is how much laundry detergent was used, and the smell is so strong." Zhu Yuhan said to himself.

The row of clothes on the balcony swayed gently with the slightly floating airflow, hanging in the air like a wraith. Zhu Yuhan felt creepy when he looked at it, shivered, and turned his head away from looking.

He turned on the light and went straight into the bathroom. It was very clean, the tiles were so bright that people could be seen, and there was not even a single bit of household garbage in the wastebasket.

Did the victim take out the trash when called downstairs?

Zhu Yuhan picked up the laundry detergent on the ground, the label was still hanging, but the bottle of laundry detergent was already empty.

If Chen Xiyan had a character like Chen Xiyan who couldn't tolerate even a little household garbage and was even a little picky, she probably wouldn't just let the label hang on the bottle so casually, she would definitely take it off and throw it away.

This laundry detergent looks like it's newly bought, and I don't have many clothes, all of which are thin, so I use up a bottle at once... Aren't you afraid that it won't be clean?

Or is it actually not used by Chen Xiyan at all, but the murderer's attempt to cover up the smell...?

Thinking about it, Zhu Yuhan immediately squatted down and collected fingerprints on the bottle with fingerprint stencil paper, and took a photo with the survey light.

The fingerprints on it are messy, probably because it was touched by many people when it was placed on the shelves in the supermarket.

But the two fingerprints are clearer, judging from the size, they should be a man and a woman.

If the murderer really wanted to cover up the smell, then this is the first crime scene and he must have left.

Zhu Yuhan took out the blue light reagent from the survey box, mixed it according to the proportion, put it into a spray bottle, stepped on the toilet, and sprayed it from the roof.

The blue light reagent will react when the blood is sprayed, even if it is washed, it is useless, and it can still be seen.

So when Zhu Yuhan sprayed the blue light reagent in the bathroom, crimson blood spots appeared layer by layer.

Bloodstains all over the walls, bloodstains all over the floor.

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