Young detective case book

Staring blankly at this beautiful young man who was as perfect as a dream, Suye couldn't help being a little dazed. Anyone standing in front of Ou Yuchen would be envious, jealous, and couldn't help wanting to take care of him, right?

A perfect person, a perfect life... If Butterfly Killer's next target is him—Suye shakes his head vigorously, as if trying to shake off the terrible thoughts that suddenly popped up in his mind.

The police came very quickly, and twenty minutes later, the whine of a police car was heard.

Submerged in sleep, Su Bohan and Zhang Hanyue were all woken up, and the lights were turned on one after another.Soon, the small building was brightly lit, as bright as day.

Ou Yuchen is very good at dealing with all kinds of emergencies and calming people's hearts, letting them figure out what happened with just a few words.After all, the victim this time was not from the Su family, so although it was inevitable that he would be shocked and terrified, generally speaking, everyone's mood was fairly stable, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Most of these vicious criminal cases are handled by the Serious Crime Squad.Shao Ren was still leading the team, and he briefly exchanged a few words with Su Ye in the corridor before entering Zhang Hanyue's bedroom.

His well-trained colleagues have quickly entered the state of work: taking pictures of photos, inspections of inspections, evidence extraction busy with extraction, drawing drawings...

Two of the policemen, Cheng Weihong and Nie Jia, each brought a portable escalator and stood on either side of the human skin doll.The two had a tacit understanding of the division of labor. Cheng Weihong held it carefully, while Nie Jia struggled with the knot tied to the chandelier, twisting, pulling, and pulling, trying to get it off the chandelier intact. .After working for a long time, my forehead was sweating, but it was still in vain.

"What's going on?" Shao Ren stretched his neck and watched beside him. His neck was sore and he didn't see any hope. He frowned and asked impatiently.

Meng Yanming, who was carrying a toolbox, stood behind him, looking like an old god.

Nie Jia wiped the sweat that had slid down his eyelids with his sleeve, blinked his eyes that were stinging from the sweat, shook his head and sighed with gloom: "The fastening is too tight, it can't be undone at all."

Shao Ren thought for a while and asked, "Is the evidence fixed?"

Cheng Weihong replied: "It has been fixed. There are no extractable fingerprints found on the chandelier and the human skin doll. The criminal must have worn gloves."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Shao Ren waved his hand and said bluntly, "Just take down the chandelier!"

Several policemen responded to the sound and got busy. Shao Ren thought of Suye at this moment. He looked around and saw him and Ou Yuchen standing obediently at the door, so he waved to him: "Suye, why don't you come in? Come and help me take a look. "

Suye was like a wooden stake, and didn't react at all.

He refused to come in, and Shao Ren had nothing to do with him, so he had to turn his gaze back and continue to look at the human skin doll.

The chandelier was fixed with a few bolts, and it was easily removed. Together with the human skin doll, it lay flat on the floor.

In order to keep the original appearance of the physical evidence as much as possible, Nie Jia and Sister Lan begged for a crochet needle, hooked and pulled, at least they broke the rope buckle, and completely separated the chandelier from the human skin doll.

Then it was Meng Yanming's turn to play. He put on latex gloves and began to examine the human skin doll's head carefully.Carefully brushing away its messy hair, his eyebrows raised sharply, and the movement of his hands stopped.

On the top of the human skin doll's head, there was a gash more than ten centimeters long, and the edge of the wound was turned outward, exposing the white fluffy cotton inside.

With an unbelievable expression on his face, Meng Yan greeted without raising his head: "Shao Ren, come and see this wound."

Shao Ren squatted down, stared at the wound carefully for a long time, touched his chin and said: "Typical traumatic knife marks, judging from the flatness of the wound, the murder weapon should be a very thin and sharp knife."

Glancing at him contemptuously, Meng Yanming said stiffly, "Do you think I'm idle? Do you still need to say these nonsense?"

Shao Ren got bored, stood up angrily, and moved his stiff neck by the way.

"Suye!" Meng Yanming shouted, "Come and see."

Su Ye looked at him, standing still hesitantly.

"Come here, what are you dawdling about?" Meng Yanming urged impatiently.

Su Ye bit her lip and walked in slowly.

So Captain Shao was depressed, why did Meng Yanming's words work better than his own?Could it be that in Suye's heart, his status is not as good as that of Meng Yanming?

At this moment, the two of them were in no mood to pay attention to his narrow-mindedness.Gently parting the skin on both sides of the wound with his hands wearing latex gloves, Meng Yanming asked Su Ye directly: "What do you think of this wound?"

From the surface, this human skin should belong to a young woman, probably not more than 30 years old.Obviously soaked in formalin, the human skin exudes the unique pungent smell of formalin.Even though the face is now only the epidermis, one can still see the hideous expression distorted and deformed by the extreme pain and intolerance before death.

Biting her lips hard, the little bit of blood on Su Ye's face also faded away.

"Strange, isn't it? It must have been cut open while he was alive." Meng Yanming said to himself, not noticing his strangeness.

Su Ye suddenly turned around and ran out, hurried steps, staggering, and bumped into Xi Ziyan, a police officer from the forensic department next to him.Xi Zi was solemnly holding up his camera and concentrated on taking pictures. Unprepared, the camera was almost knocked into the air. He raised his head with a dark face, and was about to curse, but when he saw that it was him, he swallowed the words that had slipped to his lips, abruptly. Hold back.

Su Ye's overreaction surprised Meng Yanming, he shook his head in hatred, untied the skin doll's nightgown, called Xi Ziyan to come over, took pictures of it from various angles, and kept chattering, "This kid still doesn't have much experience. I have pictures of the scene of Diao Aiqing's corpse case on my desk. Shao Ren, show it to Suye tomorrow. As the saying goes, no matter how disgusting something is, it doesn't matter if you look at it tens of thousands of times." I feel..."

Shao Ren was worried about Su Ye, ignored him, and hurriedly followed him out.

I saw Suye leaning against the wall by the door, with his head bowed, his plain white face gloomy and cold, staring blankly at the floor tiles under his feet, his big eyes with dark circles were always deep and black, no one could see that he was what to think.

Ou Yuchen touched his forehead lightly, and asked with concern: "Is there any discomfort?"

Suye slowly shook his head.

Shao Ren scratched her head and said guiltily, "Sorry, I shouldn't always let you watch these disgusting things."

After a short silence, Su Ye said very slowly: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered my father's case."

Shao Ren was startled, and then his expression changed slightly.

Su Ye's voice became lower and lower, "He was also skinned..."

For a while, both Ou Yuchen and Shao Ren were speechless.

"That," Shao Rencai said hesitantly after a long while, "Forget about those things. Your father is alive in heaven, and he doesn't want you to keep thinking about those bad memories to make yourself uncomfortable."

"..." Suye maintained a dazed and dazed posture, and remained silent.

Sighing lightly, Ou Yuchen rubbed the top of his hair, with a clear and moist metallic voice mixed with reassuring gentleness: "The tragedy has already happened, we bystanders, no matter how much comfort we say, Words are also empty and powerless. No one can replace your sadness, but I want to tell you that we can't change what has become a foregone conclusion, but we can work hard to control and change the future. You can't save uncle, but it is possible Stop a crazy killer like Uncle before hurting others."

As if suddenly being shocked by an electric shock, Suye's thin shoulders trembled violently.