what's in the depths

Chu Rong smiled: "Why do you doubt me again? What did I do to make you have such doubts?"

"No." Zhu Yuhan quickly waved his hand: "Witnesses said that the suspicious man I saw near Zhang Wei's house was about 1.9 meters tall, but because some people have good proportions, even if they are not that tall, they will look tall."

Chu Rong loosened his tie and turned to wash his hands.

"Didn't Li Xinzhi be detained already?"

"But he kept saying it wasn't him. We don't have sufficient evidence to prove that he is the murderer. It is too hasty to convict him simply because he bought the uniform of the deliveryman and wore it home. I can even imagine that netizens can How did you say it?"

Chu Rong wiped his hands: "Don't worry about what the netizens say, mouths grow on other people, and what they want to say is their business, and you can't sew their mouths shut with a needle."

"That's right..." Zhu Yuhan nodded thoughtfully: "Now, as long as we can find Tan Fangfang's torso that may not have been disassembled."

Chu Rong raised his head and smiled slyly: "Just to remind you, the two professions of doctor and forensic doctor seem to be different, but they are very similar. They are just one who studies human medicine and the other studies death medicine. But if I want to deal with corpses, I usually Low-hanging fruit will be used, such as strong acid."

"strong acid?"

"The inorganic component of bones is mainly hydroxyapatite crystals. If you add heated strong acid, you can turn the bones into soluble calcium dihydrogen phosphate, but the reaction is slow. After the dissolution, flushing the body into the toilet will destroy the body." Said. Then, Chu Rong picked up a pen and wrote down the formula on paper and showed it to Zhu Yuhan.

Zhu Yuhan pushed Chu Rong's hand away: "Don't bully me, a liberal arts student."

"Such a perfect skinning technique is impossible for ordinary people. The torso will rot and stink after being stored for a long time, and it is easy to be discovered. Moreover, cooking and dissolving corpses after killing requires extremely strong psychological quality, and ordinary people cannot do it. Yes, so it is true that the murderer is a doctor by profession, but the question is, since the murderer can choose to dissolve the corpse with strong acid, why did he cook the limbs." Chu Rong continued to write on the paper.

"So I guess that the murderer originally planned to cook the corpse, but had to interrupt it because of some things, and then returned to the scene of the crime and chose the effortless method of dissolving the corpse."

"Maybe there is more than one murderer."

Chu Rong looked up in surprise, and immediately returned to the studio, dragged out the human skin, and looked at the shoulders and neck of the skin:

"That's right." He pointed to the shoulders and several very imperceptible stitches on the inner thighs.

"The hidden thread is buried, so it's not easy to be found, so I didn't notice it before. This human skin was not completely stripped, but dismembered first, then peeled, and finally stitched."

"Therefore, it is possible that the person who murdered and dismembered the body was not a doctor, but a layman, and it was the doctor who helped dispose of the corpse."

Chu Rong nodded: "Looking at the current situation, this is the greatest possibility."

The murderer did a lot of work to try to divert the attention of the police, but Skynet is full of details, and no matter how meticulous the case is, there will always be loopholes.

Zhu Yuhan and Tong Si drove to the residence of the deceased Tan Fangfang's mother.

The poor old lady couldn't bear the blow of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man away, and she was bedridden. When Zhu Yuhan knocked open the door, a stench came in her nostrils.

The bed was covered with feces, and the old lady was lying on the bed, crying silently with her cloudy eyes open.

Not daring to delay any longer, the two picked up the old lady and rushed to the hospital for treatment.

While the two were waiting anxiously at the door of the operating room, they received a call from the police station.

He said he had found the delivery man who delivered food to Tan Fangfang's house a month ago.

According to the memory of the food delivery staff, when I knocked on the door of Tan Fangfang’s house, a tall man opened the door. The food delivery staff said that he could still smell the food being cooked at that time, which smelled like bone soup, so he casually said I asked why I ordered takeaway after cooking for myself.

The tall man said that his wife ordered it, but he didn't tell him. In the end, he bought ribs and couldn't waste it.

Zhu Yuhan patted Tong Si on the shoulder: "You wait here, let me know when the operation is over, and I will go back to the office first." After finishing speaking, he ran out without looking back.

Zhu Yuhan drove the police car to 10 miles and rushed back to the police station in less than [-] minutes.

Seeing the food delivery boy, he hurriedly led him to the detention room before asking too much.

Through the one-sided glass, he pointed to Li Xinzhi who was sitting inside with his head bowed silently and asked:

"Is this the person who opened the door when you went to deliver food?"

The delivery man leaned over to have a look, then shook his head: "No."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. Although the man also wears glasses, they are black-framed, and the man looks obviously much stronger, with exaggerated muscles. How should I put it, he looks handsome."

"Can you remember what he looks like?"

"Probably." The delivery man nodded and began to recall.

In the afternoon, a white-haired old man came to the police station. According to the introduction, this is the criminal portrait teacher of the police station in this city. He has drawn thousands of criminal portraits for decades and assisted the police in solving many major cases.

The delivery man sat aside, trembling nervously.

"I wear black-rimmed glasses, but the lenses are very thin. Myopia should not be high. My chin is very pointed, my eyes are a bit like those of phoenix eyes, my nose bridge is very high, my mouth is relatively thin, and by the way, I also wear earrings."

Master Xiao showed the finished draft to everyone.

This is a painting of Chu Rong wearing glasses.

"Is that so?" Xiangshi asked.

The delivery man shook his head: "No, not at all."

When Xiao Xiangshi heard the boy said that he didn't look like a picture, he was so angry that he tore up the manuscript.

"Speaking of feelings, after all, there are many people who look like this."

The delivery man closed his eyes and carefully recalled the scene of the day:

"As soon as he opened the door, I was shocked when I saw him. How should I put it, that man has that kind of stern temperament and looks handsome, but to be honest, he really has the aura of a murderer. Later, when I went downstairs, I happened to meet another delivery man, and I joked with him that this restaurant might be cooking corpses, but I didn’t expect it to be true.” As he said that, the delivery man couldn’t help shivering.

Master Xiao frowned, his gray temples trembled, half an hour later, he showed the second draft to everyone.

"Is that so?"

The delivery man stared wide-eyed and nodded like a pounding garlic: "That's right, that's right, it's very similar!"

Hearing the affirmative answer, the criminal portraitist heaved a sigh of relief, and showed the portrait to the criminal police: "Let's go to the procuratorate to approve the arrest."

Tens of thousands of wanted notices are posted in every corner of the city, and passers-by can't help but stop and watch. What's more, they take out their mobile phones and snap pictures of the wanted notices:

"It's so handsome, how can it be broken by the murderer's ruthless fans?"

Li Xinzhi started a hunger strike on the sixth day after he was detained. Facing the arrest warrant brought by Zhu Yuhan, he just looked at it with a trace of fascination in his eyes.

Looking at his unusual eyes, Zhu Yuhan guessed a lot in his heart.

"This is your gay man."

Li Xinzhi was taken aback, and slowly raised his head to look at Zhu Yuhan.

"Why bother." Zhu Yuhan laughed: "Stop wishful thinking. If he really liked you, he wouldn't hide for so long without showing up and let you suffer here alone."

Li Xinzhi clenched his fists and lowered his head. It took a long time before he saw his twitching shoulders.

The light gray trousers were dripping with tears.

"Tell me, why did he kill Tan Fangfang? Also, you are the one who assisted in dismembering and skinning the body."

Li Xinzhi still didn't speak.

"At the beginning, you pretended to be quite similar, and I almost believed it. I was ashamed to ask Gongdao what can be redeemed, and I will tell you that Gongdao redeemed it for Tan Fangfang, not you."

"I didn't pretend." After more than ten days, Li Xinzhi finally spoke the first sentence.

"Although I don't like her, we have lived together for ten years after all, so it's impossible not to feel sad."

"Then you still help the murderer dissolve the body to disguise." Zhu Yuhan rolled his eyes.

Li Xinzhi buried his face in his hands: "You all know."

"Don't treat the police as fools, there is a price to pay for lying to the police." Zhu Yuhan looked down at him.

"Actually, Fangfang and I just went our separate ways after we got married. The purpose of the formal marriage is to avoid suspicion from the family, but there are some things that are hard to talk about once they are involved. For example, the distribution of family property after divorce."

"family property?"

"Yeah." Li Xinzhi sniffed: "Tan Fangfang and I planned to divorce, but we have been delaying because the distribution of the family property has not been negotiated. My boyfriend means that the house belongs to me, and the deposit car belongs to Tan Fangfang, but it is troublesome. The trouble is that Tan Fangfang’s name is written on the real estate certificate, everyone wants a house, so they can’t agree, my boyfriend asked her to argue, the two had a quarrel, and he killed her in a fit of anger.”

"So you just found out when you came home from get off work, so you helped him dispose of the body?"

Li Xinzhi nodded.

"Where is he now?"

"I don't know." Li Xinzhi smiled wryly: "He asked me to attend the party that day, but he said he had something to do and would be late. Before he could come, the police came."

"Then let me ask you, did Zhang Wei and Cai Zhijie also kill him?"

Li Xinzhi was stunned for a moment, looked up at Zhu Yuhan in confusion, and said after a while, "I don't know."

Zhu Yuhan sighed irritably, and knocked on the table with his hands: "Don't be stubborn when you are about to die."

"I really don't know." Li Xinzhi was anxious.

"Then what kind of job is he doing?" Zhu Yuhan felt that he couldn't get any results from shouting, so he tried to keep his tone as soft as possible.

"Designer, for home decoration."

"Does he come to your house often?"

Li Xinzhi nodded: "So the neighbor is also very familiar with him, so he said that there were no strangers at that time."

"You are really shameless. You took your lover to the house openly, killed your wife and you still helped him dispose of the body. You are really..." Zhu Yuhan organized words in his mind.

"It's outrageous." The recorder at the side couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly answered.

"I'm sorry." Li Xinzhi said softly after a long time.

"You are not sorry for us, but Tan Fangfang, you are ashamed of her trust in you."

"Sorry……"

In the cold interrogation room, Li Xinzhi kept repeating this sentence.

And Zhu Yuhan didn't believe that he really knew he was wrong at all, and he was sincerely repenting.

As Li Xinzhi said:

The greed in the heart, the ugly self, the darkness hidden in the depths of the human heart, eventually lead to a series of tragedies, nothing happens by accident, there must be a reason for it, if it is not because of those things outside the body that cannot be brought into the coffin after death However, Tan Fangfang would never have experienced this indiscriminate disaster.

In the quiet afternoon, the warm spring sun shines on the body, making people feel warm.

Spring is finally here.

Tong Si bit the hard slice of bread that had been left there for an unknown amount of time, and dialed the suspect's phone number provided by Li Xinzhi again, but the phone was still turned off.

"We traced the past based on the location of the mobile phone, and found that the suspect had lost his mobile phone." Little Liu just came back from the outside, his cheeks flushed by the spring sun.

"You're such a clever little ghost, he's still waiting for us to catch him." Zhu Yuhan rolled his eyes.