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The place where the body was found was actually the basement of that warehouse.

After investigation, it was found that the warehouse was under the name of the second deceased, Huang Ruoruo.

It was transferred to her name seven years ago, and its function was just to pile up sundries.Most of the paintings she drew when she was not famous are put here, and those paintings are very different from her current paintings.

Kang Wenwen has been to Huang Ruoruo's studio. Most of Huang Ruoruo's paintings are in warm colors, giving people a feeling of sunshine and warmth.But the paintings here have all kinds of styles, but most of them are punk and eerie.The colors are also cool gray and black.

These dusty paintings are not only gloomy in this warehouse where sunlight cannot enter, but also have a rotten smell.

"Where is the corpse?" Du Qianlin looked around at the paintings in the warehouse, and there were paintings and painting materials on the ground and walls.I don't see any stairs leading to the basement.

"Brother Lin, here." The little policeman I met in the hospital before stood among the piles of paintings in the middle of the warehouse and waved towards Du Qianlin and Kang Wenwen.

Du Qianlin took Kang Wenwen to the center, carefully avoiding the messy paintings on the ground.

"Can we go down here?" Du Qianlin asked.

The little policeman nodded, pointed to the ground and said, "Brother Lin, look at this painting, it is clearly laid flat on the ground, but it is different from the dusty paintings around it."

Du Qianlin and Kang Wenwen could tell the difference at a glance. This painting is too clean, and it looks out of place with the surrounding paintings.

"The basement is down here?" Du Qianlin asked, looking at the paintings on the ground, he couldn't help but think of the cellar he and Kang Wenwen found outside Yangcun Village.

The little policeman nodded, squatted down and reached out to grab the edge of the picture frame, and lifted it vigorously.

The picture frame was lifted up like this, and the stairs below appeared in front of my eyes.

"This smell..." Du Qianlin raised his hand and waved in front of his nose, and when the painting was opened, a stench of damp smell came out.

"It seems that no one has been here for a long time." Kang Wen couldn't help wrinkling his nose.

Walking down the stairs, I don't know if I got used to it or the smell really faded. Du Qianlin felt that the smell became weaker as I went down.

"Brother Lin." Kang Wenwen tugged at the corner of Kang Wenwen's clothes.

Moss had grown at the foot of the stairwell, but they were not standing as much now as when they first came in.

"It seems that there is a ventilation device down here." Du Qianlin looked at the end of the stairs and said.

Kang Wenwen slightly raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

There were actually two more rooms in the basement. Before Du Qianlin had time to see what was going on in the first room, he was taken to the second room at the end of the corridor by the little policeman.

The small room was packed with people.

This is Kang Wenwen frowned a little uncomfortable.

Then in the next second he was among a group of people and locked on to that person.

"Water builds beams..."

Du Qianlin walked in front of Kang Wenwen, turned his head when he heard Kang Wenwen's voice, and followed Wenwen's line of sight to see the 'Shui Jianliang' who only heard his name but never saw him.

He is half a head shorter than Du Qianlin who is 181, but the look he looks at Du Qianlin when he stands there is neither humble nor overbearing, even a bit playful.

"This is the police officer Lin Qian who has been reported in newspapers and TV." Shui Jianliang walked towards Du Qianlin, stretched out his hand and bowed slightly, deliberately putting on a humble look.

Du Qianlin half-closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to shake hands with Shui Jianliang and said with a smile, "You are Shui Jianliang? It's better to be famous than to meet."

Kang Wenwen frowned unnaturally, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Shui Jianliang was stunned for a moment, but the smile on his face remained the same.He just glanced at Kang Wenwen who was hidden behind Du Qianlin when he raised his eyes.

Although Kang Wenwen didn't see Shui Jianliang's gaze resting on him, he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

"What's the situation now?" Du Qianlin and Shui Jianliang finished their 'greetings' and then turned to ask their colleagues who were investigating on the spot.

Mo Fang's body was very strange.

She was sitting on a black chair facing the door, her head raised.His hands were tied behind his back with black cloth strips, and his ankles were tied to the feet of the chair with black cloth strips.

The head was tilted back, and the loose long hair was gently blown by the only ventilation fan in the room.

The weirdest thing was that Mo Fang's face seemed to be covered with a white paper mask.

Qin Fayi, who was examining the corpse, raised his head and raised his eyebrows at Du Qianlin and said, "Now we can only preliminarily judge that it was suffocation. Can you see how she died?"

Du Qianlin looked at Mo Fang's strange death, and bent down to look at Mo Fang's neck.

"The neck is not oppressed." Looking at the "paper mask" on Mo Fang's face, Du Qianlin always felt that this strange way of death was somewhat familiar.

"Post plus officer."

Qin Fayi suddenly turned his head to look at Kang Wenwen.

"Huh?! You know a lot at such a young age."

As he spoke, he laughed and teased Du Qianlin, "Look at you, you are not as good as an intern."

Kang Wenwen opened his mouth, trying to explain that he was not an intern.But on second thought, it would be good to let them think that he is an intern, otherwise he, who has nothing to do with the case, might be invited out.

Du Qianlin turned his head and looked at Kang Wenwen in surprise, "You know this?"

When Kang Wenwen said "Tiejiaguan", Du Qianlin remembered that this method of killing was used by officials in ancient times to extract confessions by torture.

This method will not leave scars on the prisoner when extracting a confession, and it is also a way to kill without leaving traces.

Sentencing officials will prepare thin mulberry paper in advance.Take out a sheet and cover the prisoner's face during the torture.With a sip of water or wine in their mouths, the torturers spray water on the face of the prisoner covered with mulberry paper, as fine a mist as possible.

When the mulberry paper gets damp and becomes soft, it will stick to the prisoner's face.At this time, the torturers covered the second piece of paper and did the same thing.Because the mulberry paper is tightly attached to the face, the prisoner has difficulty breathing. Generally speaking, no one can hold on after using the fourth or fifth sheet, either confessing or dying.

When these layers of mulberry paper are stacked together and pasted on the prisoner's face, they will have distinct bumps, like a paper mask.

At that time, there was a mask named "Tiaojiaguan" on the stage that was very similar to this "paper mask", and this method of torture was also called "Tiaojiaguan".

Kang Wenwen looked dazed and said at a loss, "I, I don't know either. When I saw her like this, this word suddenly popped into my head."

Kang Wenwen pursed his lips.What's going on, he can be sure that he hasn't read any books or TV programs about the ways people die since he grew up.

Looking at Kang Wenwen's frowning, Du Qianlin thought to himself.

Wenwen will know that this should be because he read a lot of information about death methods for the game in reality.

Qin Fayi didn't know what both of them were thinking in their hearts, but felt that Kang Wenwen was being modest.

"It's really cruel to add officials to this post, but if this method is used, the murderer must post it one by one at the scene, but when Mo Fang died, that person was sleeping in the foot bath shop." Qianlin whispered in his ear.

Du Qianlin knew that Qin Fayi was talking about Shui Jianliang who was the first to discover the deceased.

"You haven't done an autopsy yet, how can you be so sure about the time of Mo Fang's death?" Du Qianlin asked.

Although the time of death can be roughly judged by the degree of rigor of the corpse, it is impossible to reduce the range to within one and a half hours.

Qin Fayi smiled and said, "This is your layman."

"Looking at the corpse spots and rigors can shorten the time frame of death. The environment, humidity and temperature here are very good. The corpse spots on this corpse can be used as teaching materials."

It is now around 35:25 in the morning, and Shui Jianliang called the police at [-]:[-]. It took only [-] minutes to find the body and arrive at the scene of Qin Fayi Road.It was about [-]:[-] when Doctor Qin Fayi checked the body.

The rigor rigor has been completely completed in the major joints, but the rigor mortis of the whole body has not been completed. Therefore, it can be inferred that Mo Fang died between 5:8 last night and 11:2 this morning [-]-[-] hours ago.

The plaques are pressed shallower, and if the corpse changes position, the plaques are not easy to transfer.This is the transition from the collapse period to the diffusion period, and the time of death was about 6 hours ago.

The corner of Du Qianlin's mouth twitched, and he pulled the corner of La Qin's forensic doctor's clothes.

"There are still outsiders here, the corners of your mouth are raised too obviously."

Qin Fayi glanced quietly at Shui Jianliang and a rickety old man who were still taking notes on the other side.The expression on his face suddenly became serious and embarrassed, and he said to Du Qianlin, "I am not suitable to appear on the scene."

It wasn't that he disrespected the deceased. If the forensic doctors didn't relax, the constant contact with the deceased would cause them to die of depression.

Du Qianlin also knew that Qin Fayi didn't do it on purpose, but now that there are ordinary people around, it doesn't look good to others.

"What does that old man do?" Why did he also take notes with Shui Jianliang there?

Qin Fayi said, "That person is the warehouse manager here, and only he and the head of the household have the key. The door was locked when Shui Jianliang came this morning, so he went to the old man and asked him to open the door. "

"That means he found the body with Shui Jianliang?" Du Qianlin asked in surprise.

"It doesn't seem to be." Qin Fayi shook his head. "After Shui Jianliang came in, the old man was still a little wary of him. He followed him all the time, but Shui Jianliang said that the woman's message was to let him go to the basement, but he didn't know. The old man didn’t know either. The two of them kept looking up there.”

"After Shui Jianliang found out by accident, the old man didn't come down, saying that he felt sick to his stomach when he smelled it, and he didn't want to come down with Shui Jianliang." Qin Fayi folded his hands and said, "And Shui Jianliang asked him, no Shall we go together? The old man himself said he would be on top."

"Later, he ran down when he heard Shui Jianliang yelling that he was dead," Qin Fayi said.

"Run down?" Kang Wenwen asked suspiciously, the stairs just now were so wet that there was still some moss on the ground.Can the rickety old man run down?

Qin Fayi also felt that the word 'run' was not used properly.

"Maybe he felt that he was running away, and he himself said that he ran down."

"Then it can only be calculated according to the walking speed. It should take one or two minutes to get here from the stairs. It is possible to walk slower for three or four minutes." Kang Wenwen said.

"Who said I can't run?" The old man suddenly turned his head and said loudly to Kang Wenwen.

After being caught saying that he was not good, Kang Wenwen scratched his head in embarrassment and looked at Du Qianlin.

"Old man, we are investigating the case now. No matter how old and strong you are, we have to act according to reality." Du Qianlin reassured him helplessly.

But the old man didn't feel comforted.

He bent his back, stomped angrily and said, "I just ran down, and I got here in a minute."

Seeing that no one believed it, the old man insisted on dragging Du Qianlin and others to 'seeing is believing'.

"Are you ready?" The little policeman accompanied the old man on the stairs on the first floor.

Kang Wenwen looked at his watch and nodded to Du Qianlin.

"1,2,3, [-], [-], run!" Du Qianlin shouted.

Just like sprinting in a sports meeting at school, the old man with his back shrugged and rushed downstairs as soon as he heard "run".

Du Qianlin and Kang Wenwen were more nervous than him, for fear that he would roll down from above if he accidentally slipped and fell.

But looking at the trembling running posture, the old man really ran down at a very fast speed.There was even a breeze when running past Du Qianlin.

"47 seconds." Kang Wenwen's voice interrupted the shock of Du Qianlin and the police.

He really ran in less than 1 minute.

Because there are no lights on the stairs, I can't see the steps clearly.Even strong adult men like them had to look carefully before leaving, but this old man ran down with his head down.

"Can you see the stairs clearly?" Qin Fayi unconsciously put on his honorific title.

This old man is unusual.

The old man was a little short of breath, but he was fine.

He said with a little pride, "I have been guarding the warehouse here for four or five years, and I have to come at night when there is no flashlight. I can get used to that kind of light immediately."

Du Qianlin turned his head and exchanged glances with Kang Wenwen.

It seems that the old man indeed ran there immediately after Shui Jianliang made his voice.

"Then how long did it take him to go down the stairs and say that someone died?" Du Qianlin asked Shui Jianliang.

The old man thought about it, "Well, there should be three or four minutes, and it should not exceed five minutes at most."

"But he couldn't see the road below, and I didn't lend him the flashlight. I heard the sound of him almost falling halfway."

"The sound of falling?" What kind of sound is it that almost fell.

"It's that kind of 'cha—' sound when the soles of the shoes slip on the ground." The old man frowned and gave a general description.

Du Qianlin and Kang Wenwen looked at each other.

If the murderer is Shui Jianliang, then he must have made a device to delay killing Mo Fang.But nothing like that was seen at the scene.So Du Qianlin and Kang Wenwen wondered if they put that thing away when Shui Jianliang came.

But judging from the time now, Shui Jianliang didn't have time to put things away at all.

"Have you searched Shui Jianliang?" Du Qianlin turned around and asked the colleague who took the record for Shui Jianliang.

"I searched, and there is only a mobile phone and a jumping knife."

"Jump. Knife?" Du Qianlin raised his eyebrows.

"Why are you carrying a knife?"

Shui Jianliang raised his hand to show his innocence, "Early in the morning, a person I've never met invited me to come to this wild place in the wilderness. I don't have to bring anything for self-defense."

"Where is this wilderness!" The old man retorted loudly.

Du Qianlin "Never met before? Then how dare you come? Since you are afraid, come here alone?"

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The author has something to say:

As for plaque and rigor mortis, it is a method to judge the time of death, but not all of them can reduce the time of death to one or two hours.

It's all plot needs, plot needs.