monologue

After Wen Ti carried Jiang Ran down the mountain, Tang Zhe vomited enough and ran to Chu Xingmu clutching his stomach. Chu Xingmu glanced at Tang Zhe, Tang Zhe wiped the sweat on his face with his mouth pursed, and used his full He said in an apologetic tone, "Captain Chu, I didn't do it on purpose."

"Have you seen Han Yang?" Chu Xingmu asked Tang Zhe, pointing to Han Yang who was still examining the dismembered corpse.

Tang Zhe nodded, but didn't understand what Chu Xingmu meant.

"He just picked up a fat maggot from the carrion, if one day you can be indifferent to his behavior..." Before Chu Xingmu finished speaking, Tang Zhe immediately turned around and continued to vomit.

Chu Xingmu thought to himself, this little comrade will suffer in the future.

Chu Xingmu called the police officer who was in charge of understanding the situation just now, and took the record from him. After reading it, Chu Xingmu put the record book in his armpit and folded his arms to look in the direction of the dismembered corpse.

Feet are thrown on Jingyi Road, hands are thrown in Zhongyan Natural Park, and Weiyi Road is at the foot of the park, so where are the other corpses?

Chu Xingmu returned the notebook to the policeman, and when he lifted his foot, he suddenly felt something under his feet. Chu Xingmu moved his foot away, and a small metal object was stepped into the grass by him. Chu Xingmu bent down to pick it up Small objects, and found that it was a gold antler brooch.

"Old Seven!" Chu Xingmu yelled, and Qi Shaocheng ran over from the warning area immediately after hearing it.

"what happened?"

"Start from the place where the body was dumped, expand the search area to five kilometers away, and contact Bai Yao to issue a city-wide notice, and call the police immediately if you find the body bag."

"Don't you need to ask the chief?" Qi Shaocheng hesitated.

"Do as I say." Chu Xingmu's tone was unquestionable.

The body was thrown away in three days, but so far only hands and feet have been found. Jingyi Road is a downtown area, Weiyi Road is close to the suburbs, and there is a river between the two roads. What kind of person would take so much trouble to kill the deceased? The dead body was dismembered, and the body parts were thrown away after traveling so far?

After the city-wide announcement was released, the Municipal Bureau received a total of six calls to the police, and the callers found body bags in six places.

After Wen Ti came out of the natural park, she contacted Lin Manshu. When she learned that Lin Manshu was still in the consultation center at this time, she took Jiang Ran to the Symbiosis Psychological Consultation Center. Jiang Ran's problem could not be solved by the hospital. Ti trusts Lin Manshu more.

About an hour later, Wen Ti took Jiang Ran to the psychological counseling office, and there was another person in Lin Manshu's counseling room.

"Mr. Wen." The man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses stood up.

A look of surprise flashed across Wen Ti's face.

"So you know each other." Wen Ti took Jiang Ran's hand and walked in, then closed the door.

Lin Manshu's guest is Wen Ti's other psychotherapist—Zhong Changxin, the youngest psychoanalyst and criminal psychologist in Qingshi. He is the grandson of an old gentleman whom Wen Ti respects the most.

"I happened to pass by and came up to ask Dr. Lin a few questions." Zhong Changxin explained, and he also noticed the little boy snuggled up next to Wen Ti.

"That's right, I want to ask you one thing." Wen Ti looked down at Jiang Ran, "He saw the corpse today."

Both Lin Manshu and Zhong Changxin were taken aback, Lin Manshu asked, "A corpse?"

"I took my students to Zhongyan Natural Park to sketch today. During the break, he showed me something. It was two severed and discarded human hands." Wen Ti picked up Jiang Ran and placed him on the opposite side of Lin Manshu. On the chair, Jiang Ran looked even more frightened when he saw two strangers. He hugged Wen Ti's neck tightly and did not let go, so Wen Ti had to squat on the ground.

"The Public Security Bureau just issued a city-wide announcement, is it because of this?" Zhong Changxin asked after turning off the news.

"Well, he's very scared. I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll pay three times the medical fee." Lin Manshu and Zhong Changxin looked at each other with Wen Ti's irresistible tone.

"A monster suddenly ran into his world. For an autistic child, it was like the world he had constructed with his own hands was destroyed by a monster, and all his emotions were in a mess, fear, anxiety, Anxiety about the unknown." Lin Manshu walked around the table and walked in front of Jiang Ran, who shrank in Wen Ti's arms.

Wen Ti stroked his hair and asked warmly, "Are you afraid?"

Jiang Ran nodded, and Wen Ti said, "With me here, monsters won't come looking for you."

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Ti personally sent Jiang Ran home, explained the reason to Jiang Ran's mother, and apologized to Jiang Ran's parents. When Jiang Ran arrived at the corpse, she was very distressed. Wen Ti could tell that although she didn't say anything, she still blamed him a little.

Wen Ti gave the address of Lin Manshu's consultation center to Jiang Ran's mother, and said that he would bear all the expenses during Jiang Ran's treatment. After all, he had to take full responsibility for this matter. Ran's mother reluctantly agreed, but she didn't want Jiang Ran to go to Wen Ti's studio anymore.

Wen Ti said that this matter needs to be decided by Jiang Ran himself. If Jiang Ran is not willing, he still welcomes Jiang Ran to continue to come to the studio, because there are very few people and things that can resonate with Jiang Ran. At present, a Su Luoshu , a painting, these are Jiang Ran's two most precious things, which will be of great benefit to Jiang Ran's future treatment. Wen Ti told Jiang Ran's mother the pros and cons in detail, and the rest can only be decided by themselves.

Wen Ti left Jiang Ran's house and received a call from Jennifer on the way back to the studio, saying that the police asked him to go to the Public Security Bureau.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Ti arrived at the Public Security Bureau. Unlike the previous few times, this time he just went to claim something. Wen Ti looked down at his chest, and the antler brooch disappeared at some point.

When Chu Xingmu came back from the autopsy department, he saw that Wen Ti was sitting in the waiting area of ​​the handling hall, and he asked Tang Zhe to bring something from his desk.

Wen Ti is very sensitive to eyes. When Chu Xingmu looked at him, he also looked up at Chu Xingmu at the same time. The two eyes met for less than three seconds. Wen Ti lowered her head and continued to play with her mobile phone.

"Is this yours?" Chu Xingmu walked up to Wen Ti, stretched out his hand, and there was a golden deer antler brooch lying in the palm of his hand.

Wen Ti nodded, "It's mine, I accidentally lost it this morning."

Wen Ti was going to take the brooch back, but just as he stretched out his hand, Chu Xingmu withdrew it again.

"When did you get to the mountain?" Chu Xingmu asked.

Wen Ti was very disgusted with Chu Xingmu's tone of interrogating prisoners, and immediately stood up and said, "If you ask me in the tone of interrogating prisoners, then I can only say that I have no comment."

Chu Xingmu stared at Wen Ti for a while, thinking that this little brat has a bad temper, how could he be smiling when he sees other people's faces?

"If I ask you in a normal tone, are you going to say that the police are so casual in investigating cases?" Chu Xingmu sat down beside Wen Ti, "Let's talk about the corpse dump."

"There's nothing to talk about. Your people have already asked what should be said." Wen Ti said lukewarmly.

Chu Xingmu rubbed his chin and looked at Wen Ti, and Wen Ti squinted at Chu Xingmu. If it was the usual attitude towards him, Chu Xingmu would have been angry a long time ago, and he had no intention of playing with the children.

Wen Ti had no choice but to sit down beside Chu Xingmu, and Chu Xingmu asked him, "Where's that kid?"

"I'm receiving psychological treatment." Wen Ti hates the unkindness of the police the most. Jiang Ran's psychological problems are very serious. If Chu Xingmu still wants to find a breakthrough from Jiang Ran, Wen Ti doesn't mind tearing up with him, let alone This man is Wen Xiangqin's good brother.

"What kind of hatred do you have with Wen Xiangqin?" Chu Xingmu didn't ask about Jiang Ran as Wen Ti expected, but asked about Wen Xiangqin's relationship with him.

"Didn't he tell you? I'm an illegitimate child and mentally ill. I came back to Wen's house to rob his property and family business. Maybe one day you will arrest me."

Chu Xingmu narrowed his eyes, and Wen Ti smiled self-deprecatingly: "Captain Chu associates with me, so as not to tear up with Wen Xiangqin again, and I have to face his stinky face every day."

Chu Xingmu was at a loss when he heard it, so what does it matter to him that the two brothers are fighting to the death?

"Since you don't plan to give it to me, let's keep it as a souvenir. I'll go first." Wen Ti stood up, a brooch, and it's not as expensive as a trip to the Public Security Bureau. It's not important or worth it .

Chu Xingmu watched Wen Ti leave, and sat in a chair in a daze. Is Wen Ti really mentally ill?

Xia Ci came downstairs with the documents and saw Chu Xingmu sitting in the administration hall feeling melancholy, and felt like seeing a ghost. When was the last time I saw Chu Xingmu look like this?It was five years ago.

Xia Ci walked over and kicked Chu Xingmu, "It's so busy inside, are you lazy here?"

"Wen Ti came over just now. Rich people are different. If you don't want a few thousand dollars, you don't want it." Chu Xingmu patted the stool next to him, motioning Xia Ci to sit down.

Xia Ci sat down next to him, and did not forget to give Chu Xingmu the information he had just sorted out, "Look, there are a total of eight dumping sites, all scattered on Jingyi Road and Weiyi Road, and four of them are on Weiyi Road. Nearby, there are few people in the suburbs, so it was discovered late and there are signs of decay."

"Oh, by the way, what do you want to give Wen Ti? I just saw him downstairs and greeted me. What did you say?"

Chu Xingmu took the information and put a small brooch in Xia Ci's hands, "Turn back to Wen Ti, the little brat has a big temper. When I investigated Huang Qing's case, I suspected that he was suspected, so I asked Tang Zhe to follow him." He has held grudges for a few days until now."

"It's not like your style. You actually know how to consider other people's feelings."

"Didn't Wen Xiangqin say that he was mentally ill?"

Xia Ci met Wen Ti many times before and after, and understood what Chu Xingmu meant by asking.

"Have you found any breakthrough yet?" Xia Ci asked.

"Go back to Nanjia to see that psychopath."

"Where is the person who reported the crime? Can Han Yang spell out the corpse this afternoon?" Chu Xingmu stood up and walked to the office.

Xia Ci looked at the brooch in his hand, put it in his pocket, stood up and followed, "Everyone is downstairs, if you think Han Yang's hands are too slow, you might as well stay in the autopsy room with him Fight the dead body."

Han Yang propped his hands on the dissecting table, looking at the mutilated body parts in thought, he brought a wooden box from under the dissecting table, and then took out a saw blade from the wooden box, the saw blade is for small hand saws, He held the saw blade in front of his eyes and carefully observed the saw teeth of the saw blade. There were still black blood stains on the saw blade. Han Yang took the saw blade and made a gesture on the incision of the broken leg. It seemed that the saw blade could not measure the cut corpse perfectly. In the same way, he changed another kitchen knife.

When Chu Xingmu opened the door and went in, he saw Han Yang holding a kitchen knife and gesturing to chop off the corpse on the dissection table. Chu Xingmu paused and took a step back. This is why he didn't want to come to the autopsy department often. The reason is because you can see Han Yang's various weird behaviors every time.

"Hey, why do you always show up when I'm simulating a crime?" Han Yang asked as he put the knife on the dissecting table.

Chu Xingmu walked over, clutching his nose, and said: "It is the duty of the police to stop all kinds of illegal and criminal acts. How is the corpse?"

Han Yang counted the body parts, and said: "The head and buttocks are missing, the legs were cut into eight pieces, the body was cut into eight pieces, the arms were cut into six pieces, two hands, two feet, and the pelvis were not found, so I suspect Heads and butts haven't been thrown away yet."

"The fractures are neat, most of them are cut along the joints, the knife is neat, the technique is skillful, and I am very proficient in human anatomy. As for the tool used to cut it, it is still unclear, because there are at least five kinds of cut marks on the fracture, and some bones are divided. The surface is rough, and some are finer, I guess the fatal wound before death was in the heart, a hole was stabbed in the heart, and a blooming rose could be stuffed in."

Chu Xingmu twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "A doctor?"

"It's hard to say, it doesn't have to be a doctor, it may be a butcher, or it may be an ordinary person who is interested in human anatomy. The internal organs are put in a bag and discarded. The method of removing the organs is simply too neat. I After examination, the organs were intact, so the possibility of murder and organ theft was ruled out, and it was preliminarily determined that the deceased had chronic pericarditis."

Chu Xingmu walked to the dissection table, where the body parts were arranged neatly in order. Han Yang took out another scalpel from his wooden box. Every time he did an autopsy, especially for such vicious homicide cases, he would Collect the murder weapons available to the murderer.

"What are you doing?" Chu Xingmu asked.

"Come here and take a look." Han Yang picked up the severed finger with a scalpel and said, "Although the skin of the finger has begun to rot, you can still see some residual features. There is a layer of callus under the first joint of his middle finger. , Those who can form this kind of cocoon, one is doing physical labor, two, maintaining the same posture for a long time, forming it by friction with hard objects, judging by the degree of curvature and deformation of his finger bones, like a driver who drives all year round, there are at least seven or eight Years of driving age."

Han Yang tapped the corpse of the left calf again with a scalpel, "The left ankle joint is dislocated, the calf bone is shattered, and the knee joint has been gouged out. It should be the result of beating and torture before death. Both legs are like this. , the murderer should have used things like sticks and knives. This reminds me of a case I have seen before. The murderer forced the deceased to kneel and broke the legs of the deceased. The deceased resisted and angered the murderer. All the tendons."

"Also." Han Yang walked to the other side of the dissecting table, "His left upper arm has been tattooed. Although it has been washed, the marks can still be seen, and it was washed off recently. The tattoo pattern looks familiar. You can Go to a tattoo parlor and look at the basic graphics for those tattoos."

"What puzzles me the most is that the murderer spent a lot of time in so many places to dump the corpse, but the corpse was handled so rough, like chopping ribs. The deceased probably only took less than half a day, because the murderer knew how to dismember the corpse quickly, if it were me, I would consider cutting the corpse to look better." Han Yang said with some regret.

Chu Xingmu waved his hand: "I don't want to hear you talking about how to dissect a dead body to look good. You explain the details clearly and concisely. You know how troublesome it is to find a missing person in such a big Qingshi."

Seeing Chu Xingmu's impatient look, Han Yang had no choice but to say, "I'll report to you before dinner, and it can't be earlier."

Chu Xingmu agreed, and opened the door as soon as he lifted his foot to go out. Han Yang smelled the smell on his body, frowned and said to himself: "I have to take a bath ten times when I go back tonight."

Han Yang is obsessed with cleanliness. Every time after the autopsy, he has to take a shower at least five times, because the smell of the corpse is difficult to wash off. When he put the scalpel back into the wooden box, he touched the box on the ground. The knife on the ground frowned, not wanting to bend down to pick it up at all.

After struggling for 5 minutes, Han Yang squatted under the dissecting table to pick up the knives. After sorting it out, he raised his head and saw the bone in the unsewn corpse beside the dissecting table. He stared at the bone for a while. , Han Yang stood up holding the wooden box, and then picked up half of his arm.