Super Time Detective

"Well, just put it here, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Huairui asked Mr. Wang to remove the five human-shaped sandbags one by one, and waved to him, "We can do the rest by ourselves. I'm sorry to bother you after get off work."

His implication is that people can go home from get off work.

But Mr. Wang didn't show any intention of turning his head and leaving. Instead, he hesitated for a while, glanced at the dead sandbags in the corner, and asked uncertainly, "Don't I have to wait for you?"

"Need not."

Ye Huairui smiled and said, "There are quite a few of us here, so we can definitely move it. Besides, it's not something that needs to be returned right away. It's the same tomorrow morning."

Only then did Wang Gong let out a "hmm" and pointed to the lathe he pushed, "Then I'll put it aside."

Ye Huairui thanked again with a smile, then turned and walked towards Officer Huang and the others.

When Mr. Wang pushed the lathe to a corner where it would not hinder people, he looked back at Ye Huairui seemingly unintentionally.

He saw Ye Huairui pointing at those human-shaped sandbags, and said to Police Officer Huang and others:

"About Wang Yan's 'suicide', I already have some clues..."

An unknown light flashed in Wang Yugong's eyes, and his lips twitched slightly.

But he immediately lowered his head, perfectly concealed his expression, and left the dissecting room quickly.

"What, are you serious!?"

Officer Huang's eyes lit up when he heard the words:

"You mean, how to kill him and disguise it as suicide?"

"Yes."

Ye Huairui replied with an unambiguous tone.

"I x!"

Police officer Huang was almost so excited that he wanted to grab his shoulder and shout "nice job", but he was more eager to know what was going on.

Ye Huairui was not in a hurry to explain immediately.

He called Ouyang Tingting and asked the girl to perform the backpack again in front of Police Officer Huang and the equally confused forensic photographer Zhang Mingming.

Ye Huairui rushed to the traffic department to borrow a dummy for car accident simulation as soon as he finished the phone call, and didn't give her a chance to ask what happened.

So the girl actually didn't know what clue Ye Forensic had seen from her Samsonite backpack and Skull Jack, but she was very calm and didn't rush to ask questions. Instead, she picked up her backpack and put it on her shoulder. flick.

Jack the Skeleton is essentially a gothic rag doll. It is not small, but it is made of cotton cloth and cotton. When it is thrown by the girl, it flies up at [-] degrees, and draws a very conspicuous parabola in midair. , fell back with a "poof" of inertia, hung in mid-air, and swayed slightly twice.

Officer Huang and Zhang Mingming finished reading it, but didn't understand.

As a demonstrator, Ouyang Tingting also turned her head to look at Ye Huairui with burning eyes, waiting for him to clarify.

"Well, that's it."

Ye Huairui pointed at the skeleton Jack: "Suppose it is Wang Yan, and the murderer is Tingting. In this way, wouldn't it be possible to pretend to be 'hanged'?"

"!!!"

Everyone was shocked.

Officer Huang opened his mouth wide, as if he wanted to say something, but his voice was stuck in his throat, and turned into a somewhat out-of-key voice: "This—"

He wanted to say, how is this possible, Wang Yan is not a rag doll!

But in the next second, Officer Huang quickly realized that Forensic Ye's hypothesis was not outrageous at all, and it was entirely possible to do it!

"Wang Yan is only 155 centimeters tall, and she is also very thin. We weighed her before the autopsy, and she only weighed 43 kilograms with clothes on."

Ye Huairui raised his hand and slapped Police Officer Huang's arm, which he used to exercise regularly, "Leaving aside a civil servant like me, if you were Officer Huang, you would be able to do it."

—Yes, I can do it.

Officer Huang said to himself in his heart.

When the size difference between the murderer and the deceased is quite large, the murderer wraps the victim's neck with a rope, and then uses the shoulder as a fulcrum to "carry" the person on his back, and then tightens the rope loop. With both feet in the air, strangle the victim's neck.

As for whether the victim will struggle and resist.

First of all, Wang Yan is a petite and weak middle-aged and elderly aunt, and she lacks an arm. Even if she is pinched by the neck in front of her, she can't throw a few times, let alone being restrained in a back-to-back posture with her feet hanging in the air. .

Moreover, Ye Huairui and the others did find scratch marks on Wang Yan's intact five fingers of her right hand, which proved that she had indeed struggled before she died.

Previously, the forensic doctors felt that Wang Yan's suffocation symptoms were more obvious than those of ordinary hangings, and the traces of struggle were more obvious. Now that I think about it, it is very likely that she was carried on her back, using her shoulders as a fulcrum, The relationship that people hang up.

"But will it work?"

Although Police Officer Huang could imagine Wang Yan's death posture, after all, his imagination and the real situation are not necessarily the same. "Can this really leave a ditch like hanging yourself?"

"really."

Ye Huairui smiled, and turned towards the human-shaped sandbags lined up at the foot of the wall.

"Whether it works or not, you will know if you try it."

Those human-shaped sandbags belong to the traffic department. They have a complete range of models from large to small, ranging from a few kilograms of infants to two hundred kilograms of "strong men". They can not only simulate traffic accidents on weekdays, but also some cases of falling from buildings or moving corpses. The abandoned corpse case will also use them for experiments.

This time, Ye Huairui didn't bring all the sandbags over, but picked two that were closer in height and weight to the deceased Wang Yan. In addition, he moved three more because of selfish motives, which belonged to the Fushou branch of Dah Sing Bank back then. Security manager Dai Junfeng is of a similar build.

"Here is the rope."

Ouyang Tingting pulled out a roll of thick cotton rope.

The texture and thickness of this coil of rope are very similar to the rope that strangled Wang Yan.

Following Ye Huairui's instructions, she cut off a length and tied it into a rope.

Of course, the rope loop was not tied randomly, but the style of the rope loop around Wang Yan's neck was restored - the size of the loop was the same, and a knot was also tied at the end.

The girl evenly spread a layer of white plaster powder on the rope, so that the rope would leave an impression on the human-shaped sandbag, so that they could compare it with the hanging groove on the dead man's neck.

Everything is ready, just experiment.

"Well, for a girl like Tingting, her height and strength are definitely not enough."

Officer Huang first looked at Ouyang Tingting who was holding the noose, and then turned his gaze to Ye Huairui, "Forensic Ye, you are of good height, and I guess your strength is not enough."

He touched his chin, "Let me do it!"

Police officer Huang is slightly shorter than Ye Huairui, but he can barely step over the 1.8-meter threshold, and his body is much stronger than a Wenxiu scholar like Ye Forensic.

He took the rope from the girl, raised his chin to everyone, and signaled that he was ready.

Ye Huairui walked to the smallest human-shaped sandbag:

"This one weighs 150 kilograms, with a total length of [-] centimeters, slightly lighter and shorter than Wang Yan."

After that, he motioned for Zhang Mingming to help, and the two grabbed the shoulders of the sandbag from left to right, and stood it up.

Human-shaped sandbag - as the name suggests, it is made of thick and toss-resistant fabrics sewn into a human shape, with a head, hands and feet, and the proportion of the torso is basically similar to that of ordinary people, and then the inner tank is filled according to the standard weight.

Of course, such sandbags will not be made very finely, but the simulation of the case is enough.

Because its "feet" is flat and the stuffing is heavy, the dummy can "stand" by itself.

After Ye Huairui and Zhang Mingming set up the dummies, they let go. One retreated to the side, and the other returned to the video recorder, ready to record the entire simulation process.

Officer Huang walked behind the sandbag, held the noose in his hand, and suddenly wrapped it around the "neck" of the human-shaped sandbag.

He was more than thirty centimeters taller than the sandbag, and the top of the dummy's head was almost only at the height of his shoulders. It was a breeze to do this.

After the rope was set, he quickly turned around. While turning, he put the rope on his shoulders and "carried" the dummy on his back in the posture of carrying a backpack.

——It was easier than he expected!

The rope made of two twisted thick cotton ropes was a bit painful on his shoulders, but this did not prevent him from easily "carrying" the [-] kg human-shaped sandbag.

"Feet off the ground."

Ye Huairui said beside him:

"It seems that this method is indeed feasible."

Police officer Huang silently tightened the rope, feeling the pressure of the sandbag's head bent backwards due to being stretched to the tightest by the rope, and pressed against his shoulders, counting silently for 20 seconds.

"Boom."

He let go of the rope, and the sandbag slid off and fell to the ground.

Everyone gathered around, eager to check the "neck" of the sandbag.

Naturally, it is impossible for this human-shaped sandbag to completely imitate the fine proportions of a real person. The "neck" part is also thick and curved. If you only look at the thickness of the neck, you will think that this is a strong man with over-fitness and well-developed shoulder and neck muscles. .

But even so, they still found a deep and clear white groove at the unclear "neck" of the sandbag - the position is about below the "head", if it is a living person, it is almost the thyroid cartilage height.

And more importantly, this ditch is indeed like the ditch for hanging yourself. It is the deepest in the front of the neck, goes obliquely to the upper side of the head, rises into the back of the head at almost the height of the "ear", and is pulled by the rope. Immediately after, the lift formed immediately made the white strangle marks on the back of the head completely disappear!

"I x!"

Police Officer Huang was so excited that his voice trembled slightly:

"It's exactly the same! It's amazing! It's really the same!"

He resisted the urge to take Ye Huairui into his arms and give him a bear hug, and said excitedly:

"This will prove that Wang Yan may indeed have been murdered!"

"and many more."

Ye Huairui raised his hand, stopping Officer Huang's overly excited assertion.

"The experiment is only half done."

He pointed to the hook installed on the ceiling:

"We still have to hang the sandbag up to see if the noose fits over the ditch, so we can judge whether Wang Yan was strangled to death by this method."