Criminal Investigation Files

On the second night after Song Wen moved into Lu Siyu's house, just after dinner, Song Wen's cell phone rang.

There are millions of people in this southern city, someone is always born, and someone always dies.It is normal to have a case, and the leisure time without a case makes people feel abnormal.

After answering the phone, Song Wen neatly packed up his things, and prepared to go out to the scene with Lu Siyu.Lu Siyu thought about it, went upstairs to get his glasses, put them on, and took a pen and notebook. Seeing the two of them packing up their things suddenly, the little wolf got excited and rushed towards Song Wen.

Song Wen stroked Little Wolf's dog's head: "I can't take you with me tonight, we have business to do, so we can't bring our own police dog."

The dog seemed to understand Song Wen's words, groaned, immediately rolled its eyes, turned around and lay back in the kennel with a look of disgust, and wagged its tail twice in demonstration.

This is too realistic, right?Song Wen pointed at the dog and said: "Little white-eyed wolf, if you have the ability, don't come to me next time."

Lu Siyu looked at Song Wen, and then at his dog, with a faint smile on his lips: "It's only been two days, and you guys are quite familiar."

Song Wen pretended not to hear the sarcasm, thought for a while and said, "Based on my previous experience with animals, this is already very harmonious."

The place where the body was found this time was an old chemical plant outside the west of the city, and it took about four to ten minutes to arrive at the scene by car.

The factory building was built 20 years ago. It is a medium-sized chemical plant named Qinghe River. The river next to it was originally called Qinghe, so the chemical plant got its name.However, in the decades of rapid development, Nanhua continued to discharge sewage into the river, which made Qinghe not worthy of its name.Later, due to serious pollution, aging equipment, and insufficient income, the factory stopped production when it was restructured a few years ago.

The workers were laid off and dismissed, and the equipment was sold for a lot of money, but this area was not demolished, leaving a few empty factories.No matter how well-built the city is, there will always be some places like this, like scabs in the city.

After eight o'clock in the evening, the sky in this area is completely dark, the sky is dark blue, quiet and deep, and a few stars can be seen twinkling on it.

Song Wen parked Lu Siyu's car next to other police cars, and he could hear various insects from a distance. When he locked the car, he said with emotion: "I have to say that the shutdown of these factories is still useful. Grandma’s family lives nearby, and at that time I couldn’t see the stars at night, but now I can at least see some bright spots.”

Lu Siyu asked, "Who called the police?"

Song Wendao: "The underground band practicing here. This place is the paradise lost for those young people."

The main building of this waste chemical factory is tall and spacious, and the internal structure can form a natural reverberation.Later, I was discovered by some underground bands for some reason. There are no residential buildings near this place.Later, this place gradually became a gathering place for young people.Song Wen looked at it and said: "If there were no bands, this would be a good place to kill people and hide corpses."

The place where the body was found was the largest building. Lu Siyu stood with his head up in front of the pitch-black factory building for a while, and Song Wen said, "Let's go, let's finish the battle quickly, and we can go back to sleep at night."

Lu Siyu hummed and followed Song Wen obediently.

When Song Wen and Lu Siyu arrived, Lin Xiuran and Fu Linjiang were already inside, and a few police cars parked outside the factory building. Song Wen lifted the blockade, walked in first, and greeted the first few people.

It is now eight o'clock in the evening, the sky is completely dark, and the heat of the day has dissipated. This old factory building is a natural place to escape from the heat. As soon as Lu Siyu walked in, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing.

This place has been deserted for a long time, and the band that came here to sing came here to facilitate the connection of the electric guitar. At this time, a few searchlights that they usually used for underground concerts were turned on in the black factory building.Although the strong light cannot illuminate the entire factory building, it is enough for people to see the surrounding conditions clearly.

The windows of the factory building have long since disappeared, and the surrounding walls have been painted with graffiti with various paints. It is estimated that there is little cleaning here. There are not only cigarette butts on the ground, but also beer cans and various snack packages. There are some musical instruments, and there are two simple tents next to it, which has a strong sense of wasteland.

Song Wen looked around and joked, "Those young people are quite courageous. If you shoot a zombie movie in this place, you don't need to set up a scene."

Lu Siyu looked at it and frowned slightly. The scene was severely damaged. I'm afraid those young people have already regarded this place as their second home.

It has been empty here for so long, and there is still a faint smell of sulfuric acid in the air. Fortunately, the factory building has been ventilated everywhere, so the smell is not uncomfortable.

Seeing Song Wen approaching, Fu Linjiang put the pen away from his breast pocket, pointed to a few young people who were squatting or sitting aside and said, "It's the corpses they found. They said they were tired from rehearsal and played tennis. found out when."

Those few people were very young, three men and one woman, dressed in avant-garde and unique ways.The first man was wearing an earring. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and wanted to light it. Song Wen said, "This is a crime scene!"

The young man was used to wandering around here, so he curled his lips and held the cigarette between his fingers: "Officer, when can we go home? It's past eight o'clock. We are very innocent and have done nothing , so I called the police." Then he sighed, "I knew it would be such a trouble..." There was a lot of remorse for reporting the crime in his words.

"It's all your meddling..." The girl among them glared at him and said, "My mother told me to go home before ten o'clock today. If I can't go back later, I can't spare you."

"What are you arguing about?" The young man who hadn't smoked a cigarette turned back and yelled at her: "It's not you, you insist on playing some tennis. If you played badminton, wouldn't it be a long time ago?!"

The girl didn't react for a while, and asked with wide eyes, "Why?"

"Badminton is light, so you can't hit it that far." Song Wen couldn't listen anymore, coughed: "Stop arguing, you are a couple, it's a trivial matter to push back and forth, it's not worth it."

The boy was a little surprised, turned around and asked Song Wen: "How do you know..."

Song Wen pointed to their hands: "They are all wearing couple rings." Then he comforted the two young people, "You didn't kill the person, I will let you go back later, tell me about the process of your discovery."

Hearing this, the girl lowered her head: "I found it when I was picking up the ball. In the pit over there, as soon as I looked for the ball, I pulled out a hand. It was skinny, like a mummy, and scared me to death. It's already..." She still feels lingering fear when recalling that scene.

"When did you start using this place as a rehearsal venue?" Song Wen asked again.

The girl recalled: "It was almost March. We wanted to participate in the music festival in May. We rehearsed elsewhere. After being complained several times, we found this place. After the music festival, we felt that this place was less crowded, so we continued to use it. down."

Song Wen heard them tell the story again, and the fat man among the three saw that there was physical evidence checking the equipment they put aside, and shouted nervously: "My bass is new, don't break it! , Alas, my... can be taken away, right? You won’t confiscate everything, right? That’s embezzlement of people’s property.”

Song Wen pointed to Fu Linjiang and said: "You guys let the physical evidence look at the things later, and then go back to the bureau with him, make the record, and then you can go back."

On the other side of the factory, Lu Siyu had already found Lin Xiuran and took gloves and a mask from him.

Lin Xiuran, a forensic doctor, came here today, and he has long been used to treating Lu Siyu as a forensic doctor.

After so many years, although the equipment in this factory has been sold out long ago, there are still a lot of chemicals left, and there are several huge pools, in which some powder-like things have been poured. There was a faint lingering smell of chemicals, but no smell of corpses.

The corpse was hidden in one of the pits where chemicals were piled up. The pit was three meters square and about 1.5 meters deep. It was covered with white chemical powder about half a meter thick. It looked like it was buried. A pool of snow.

At this time, the body had been pulled out by the police who arrived first, and a lot of white powder was inevitably stained on it.

Most of the lights on the scene have been gathered here, but the light is still not very bright, Lu Siyu pulled up the mask, and lowered his body to look at the body carefully.From this point of view, that thing could hardly be called a "person".The face and torso of the corpse were corroded, all the moisture in the body was sucked dry, and the thighs had shrunk to one third of the thickness of a normal person, turning into a mummified corpse.

Lu Siyu took a look, but could only initially recognize a male victim.Judging from the skeleton, the victim is not low, about 1.8 meters tall.

Lin Xiuran also looked down at the horrific corpse, and without changing his face, he probed the head of the corpse with his gloved hand, and the white powder on the corpse fell off, finally revealing his face.

Lin Xiuran suddenly frowned, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn."

Lu Siyu and Lin Xiuran had been on the scene several times, and he didn't know what made the old forensic doctor feel strange. He followed Lin Xiuran's gaze and saw that the corpse's face was dry and his eyes were closed, but he could tell that The corners of the mouth are raised, as if smiling.He has seen various expressions on the corpses, most of them are horrifying and painful, and he rarely sees smiling expressions.

In the middle of the night, a withered corpse suddenly appeared in an empty factory building, and it was still a smiling corpse. This scene had to be said to be very strange, and it made people shudder.

Lin Xiuran quickly regained his composure, and pressed a suspected stab wound on his chest, "It may be a muscle deformation caused by corrosion of facial muscles. He was a young man, about 25 years old, and the cause of death was suspected to be the The person stabbed the chest to death, and the time of death is hard to judge due to the erosion of chemicals.” At this point, he pressed the muscles on the body with his hands again, “It is conservatively estimated that it has been at least a few months. This corner It is remote, so it has not been discovered."

The time of death of the corpse is one of the important clues to solve the case, but such a dry corpse undoubtedly makes it very difficult to deduce the time of death.

"There seems to be a wound on the abdomen." Lu Siyu touched the spot with his fingers as he spoke. Although the skin had been corroded, it could still be seen that the skin there was different from other places, and there was an obvious scar. Wrinkle, he touched it and then snorted, the touch was completely different from the wound.

"It doesn't look like a wound..." Lin Xiuran also stretched out his hand, he could clearly feel that part of the skin was different from other places, but there was no blood or penetration.

Lu Siyu pondered for a while and judged: "Maybe it's an old injury."

Lin Xiuran agreed with this inference, but still said rigorously: "It's possible, I'll focus on this when I go back for the autopsy."