God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

The water tank is located at the top of the 30-storey hotel. Because the Allen Square on the opposite side often commits suicide by jumping from the building, the hotel usually locks the small door leading to the roof to prevent such incidents from happening.

The person in charge of the hotel was still dawdling there, saying that there were too many keys and couldn't find them, and the keyhole was stuck again, in short, he just didn't want to open the door.

Wen Xichun was annoyed, he raised his hand and snatched the key from the person in charge, opened it casually, and the narrow door opened with a sound——

All of a sudden, a foul smell came to the nostrils.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone finally understood why the person in charge was reluctant to bring someone to check the water tank.

A plastic waterproof shed was set up on the roof, and there were piles of cardboard boxes under the shed.

Wen Xichun walked over, looked at one of the cartons, and saw that it was printed in red letters:

"Boneless chicken feet, the production date is July [-]th, and the shelf life is three months when frozen."

"This thing can't be eaten four months ago. You don't want to keep it for seasoning and cooking for guests." Huang Jiu kicked one of the cardboard boxes, and the rancid smell of juice instantly dispersed from the bottom of the box. .

"No...not..." A feeble denial.

"Don't you claim to be a five-star hotel? As the leader of the hotel, you serve this kind of food to the guests? Yes, this stuff can't kill people, but it's enough to suffer from diarrhea for two days." Huang Jiu covered his nose in disgust, Try to prevent this rancid smell from drilling into the nasal cavity.

The woman who reported the case didn't show too much reaction when faced with this situation, she just covered her mouth and nose calmly, with a little frown between her brows.

"What is that?" Wen Xichun suddenly asked softly when everyone was discussing how to deal with the pile of expired and rotten food.

Several people raised their heads and slowly followed his line of sight——

In the center of the roof are two huge oval-shaped water tanks. The water tanks look very new, with a shiny blue paint on the surface, but the strange thing is that there is a dark brown one right on the side of the water tank...

coffin.

"Oh~ that, it's just an ordinary coffin." The person in charge replied calmly.

"There is also one on the opposite side of the Twin Towers. The boss specially invited people to carefully build it out of century-old huanghuali. These two coffins are not cheap. Together, you can buy a suite in a slightly remote place in the city."

"I know it's a coffin, you don't need to tell me." Wen Xichun interrupted his chatter, "What do you do with a coffin in this kind of place?"

"Ham, rich people are very superstitious. They especially believe in feng shui. Putting a coffin in your mouth means you will get rich by seeing the coffin."

Wen Xichun nodded: "What's in the coffin."

"Heaven and earth conscience, there is nothing, open it for you if you don't believe me." The person in charge said, already touching the coffin lid with his hand.

Wen Xichun was also not polite to him: "Then open it."

principal:……

The coffin lid is very heavy, and it takes several people to work together to push it open.

With a violent friction, a small opening appeared above the coffin.

It's just that when everyone approached the "nothing inside" coffin, a stench rushed towards their faces, and quickly melted into the stench of rotting food nearby.

"It's called nothing?" Deputy Director Yu quickly pinched his nose and waved his hand, trying to dispel the stench.

The person in charge took two steps back because of the smell: "Really, I was there when the coffin was hoisted up. Did it stink after covering it for a long time?"

The policemen from the remaining police stations did not rest, and continued to work together to push the coffin lid.

The lid of the coffin was pushed open, and all the people present rushed up immediately, looking inside with big curious eyes.

After a while, Deputy Director Yu slowly turned his head: "It's called, what, nothing?"

He almost gnashed his teeth and said every word.

There was a lot of strange stuff in the coffin, big clumps of hair, mottled skin flakes, and torn pieces of blue cloth.

A chill ran from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and the person in charge hurried over to grab the coffin, his eyes staring like copper bells: "Impossible, I was indeed here when the worship ceremony was held, and there was really nothing."

Wen Xichun rubbed his painful temples: "Call the workers to come up and open the water tank."

The person in charge was stunned for a long time with his mouth wide open, then turned around and staggered towards the elevator.

The reason why water tanks are not installed in such modern hotels is that the floor of such a large hotel is too high, and the water pressure of the municipal government cannot go up, especially during the peak water consumption period at both ends in the morning and evening, the difference must be made by the water in the water tank compensate.

A group of workers went up to the roof in a hurry, and immediately began to operate.

The head of the person in charge, the size of a quail egg, seems to have not figured out why there are hair and clothes in the coffin for Feng Shui.

With the loud roar of the drain valve, the lid above the water tank also slowly and automatically opened.

A worker climbed up the ladder on the side of the water tank, muttering, "Is there something wrong with the automatic cleaning system?", and then held up a flashlight to shine in——

"Fuck!" A shout mixed with strong panic sounded, and the worker checking the water tank lost his balance and fell down the ladder.

"What did you find!" The police officers hurriedly followed.

The worker stretched out a trembling hand, his pupils dilated violently: "Corpse, corpse! What a big corpse!"

When Wen Xichun heard it, he climbed up the ladder without saying a word, took a flashlight and shone in.

Under the cold moonlight, a dirty green corpse was floating on the horizontal surface. The corpse was so swollen that it had already taken on the appearance of a giant. It had long been invisible, but judging by the clothes on his body, it should be a man.

The siren of the police car pierced the silent night, and three police cars arrived at the Ellen Hotel one after another.

The incident alarmed many guests, and they all ran up and squeezed behind the narrow door on the roof to watch the excitement.

The cordon was erected, and all the police officers who were eating meat, chatting and laughing at the police station just now gathered here without missing a single one.

"Damn it, it's Chinese New Year, I didn't expect to have a windfall." Huang Jiu said angrily.

Several police officers set up the connecting ladder, and several others tied safety ropes into the water tank.

When the extremely swollen corpse was carried out of the water tank by them, those onlookers thought that they just drank the water from the water tank tonight-suddenly, retching sounded one after another.

The woman who reported the case covered her mouth in disbelief, trying to maintain her image, but in the end she couldn't hold back, turned her head and vomited a few times in a low voice, spit out a few mouthfuls of acid water.

"So we've been drinking corpse water for the past few days!" The pot exploded outside the door, and those who couldn't accept it had already cried and ran downstairs, leaving a few old fried dough sticks here to ask for explanation.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone, I don't know why there are corpses in here, I'm sorry, everyone go back first, don't hinder the police from handling the case, wait until tomorrow, I will give everyone a satisfactory answer tomorrow." The person in charge was very busy.

Damn, he's the one who wants to cry, okay?

"Satisfactory answer? Why don't you drink a few sips of corpse water?!"

Deputy Director Yu's head was buzzing with the noise from this group of people, and he summoned a small police officer: "Hurry up and evacuate the crowd and protect the scene."

Just as he turned his head, he unexpectedly saw that the woman who reported the case was standing in front of the corpse in a daze, her eyes widening bit by bit.

Deputy Director Yu thought she was frightened, and walked over to say something to comfort her...

"Cheng...Cheng Xuan..." She murmured, and a strange name came out of her mouth.

What happened next caught everyone present by surprise.

"Cheng Xuan!" The woman screamed, stumbled and ran towards the corpse, and fell to her knees beside the corpse with a plop.

Trembling, she raised her hand and grabbed the platinum necklace on the corpse's neck. The pendant of the necklace was also half heart-shaped, and it seemed that it could form a pair with the pendant on the woman's neck.

"Do you know him?" Wen Xichun is good at everything, but sometimes he doesn't have much vision.

"Zheng Chengxuan!" The woman shook the swollen and green body vigorously, tears streaming down her face.

"Ma'am, please leave for a while. Don't touch the corpse lightly. Now there is a large amount of corrupt gas in the corpse, and there is a danger of explosion." Wen Xichun hurriedly committed himself to pulling her.

"Zheng Chengxuan, didn't you say that you went abroad to live your good life! Why are you here!" At this time, the woman could no longer hear any sound, only the lonely and cold corpse in front of her seemed to be crying.

"Wake up quickly, I beg you, don't treat me like this—" the woman choked with sobs, and buried her head in the arms of the corpse, still tightly clutching the half love pendant in her hand.

Metal heart pendants can be reassembled into a complete heart at any time, but hearts, once broken, can never heal again.

****

"What is the relationship between the victim and you?" In the recording room, Wen Xichun was still asking the woman who reported the case mercilessly, completely ignoring that she was on the verge of collapse.

The woman lowered her head silently, her eyes were fixed on a small gap on the table, and she remained motionless.

Wen Xichun sighed, turned his head and whispered to Huang Jiu: "Take her out first, and call her husband in."

Not long after, a tall man in a suit and leather shoes came in from the outside. When he saw Wen Xichun and the others, his eyes were slightly disdainful. Before they could speak, he consciously sat down on a chair.

"It's three o'clock in the morning, big brother, hurry up if you want to ask anything, you have to catch a plane tomorrow."

He looked extremely impatient, and he didn't care about the sudden murder.

"Su Ran is your wife, right?" Wen Xichun asked coldly.

The man let out a "huh" from his nose, and then rolled his eyes.

"Then what is the relationship between the body found in the water tank of the Ellen Hotel tonight and your wife?"

The man took a deep breath, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "To be honest, my wife has been in love with him, Zheng Chengxuan, I know, he is from the countryside, and he works in the back kitchen of a hotel."

Wen Xichun's fingers quickly flew across the keyboard: "You know quite well."

The man cleared his throat, shrugged, and said nothing.

"Why did the two break up?" Wen Xichun began to investigate the cause of death of the deceased.

"What else could be the reason?" The man sneered, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes for a moment, "The only daughter of a domestic jewelry giant, and...the one who takes out the trash in the back kitchen of the hotel, I don't need to elaborate."

Wen Xichun raised his eyes and sneered.

"This man, he took 1000 million from my father-in-law and planned to go abroad to settle down. As for why he died, I really don't know."

Hearing what he said, Wen Xichun immediately turned on the walkie-talkie: "Xiao Liu, contact the bank to check Su Jiaming's personal statement and see if he has remitted 1000 million to Zheng Chengxuan's personal account."

"No, sir, do you suspect that my father-in-law will write a bad check? Is he short of the 1000 million people?"

Wen Xichun didn't want to pay attention to this man, he naturally had his own reasons for doing so.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the transcript was written for almost an hour. It was not until the man was so sleepy that Wen Xichun finally showed mercy and let him go.

The Forensic Medicine Research Institute opposite the General Bureau of Criminal Investigation was brightly lit, and people could vaguely see the crowds in front of the window.

After Wen Xichun sorted out the confession of Su Ran's husband, Lian Qinian, he stretched, and his eyes fell on the opposite research institute again.

He stood up, took his coat and left the office.

As soon as he walked to the door of the dissecting room, the door of the dissecting room was opened, and several forensic doctors came out in a hurry.

The last one to come out was Yao Jingrong, he looked a little tired, his lips were pale.

Seeing Wen Xichun, he took off his goggles and turned on the faucet: "Haven't you got off work yet?"

"The transcript for Lian Qinian was just finished over there." Wen Xichun's eyes had already turned to the autopsy room, "What's the result of the autopsy?"

"A simple preliminary autopsy was done." Halfway through speaking, Yao Jingrong suddenly fell silent.

I saw him rubbing his neck tiredly, it looked like it was in pain.

Wen Xichun pursed his lips, and stretched out his hands reluctantly to help him rub his shoulders and neck.

Yao Jingrong smiled secretly: "Okay, then I won't be a joke. The deceased died within 30 to [-] days. The cause of death was inhalation of a small amount of sodium cyanide, which is a highly toxic substance that can damage the nervous system."

"What about the hotel guests who drank the corpse water?"

"It's hard to say whether the poison has been completely decomposed, so I asked my colleagues to call and inform the hotel guests to do a full body check as soon as possible."

Wen Xichun nodded thoughtfully.

"Now the corpse is too decomposed. It's hard to see whether there were signs of struggle before birth. It's hard to judge whether it was suicide or homicide. We can only make a conclusion after you inspect the scene tomorrow."