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

Afraid of getting into an argument with Yao Jingrong and getting entangled, Wen Xichun seldom lowered his head: "Excuse me? I'm in a hurry."

But the more he behaved like this, the more Yao Jingrong felt that something was wrong with him.

Wen Xichun hurried home, tore off the half-dried dress from the balcony, and put it on wetly, and those extremely ill-fitting high-heeled shoes, just left? Not two steps, one staggering——

Fortunately, he quickly supported the wall with his eyesight and hands, but the poor little face still had a close contact with the door.

Wen Xichun finally realized deeply: it is so difficult to be a woman...

A senior who often works as an undercover once said that if you want to quickly integrate into a certain identity, you must truly regard yourself as this type of person.

21:00pm -

Wen Xichun stepped on five or six centimeter high heels, and wore a lady's leather jacket over the dress. He stood in front of the platform leading to the suburbs, staring at the passing women with dead eyes, observing their every move , and then keep it in mind, and then strive to imitate accurately even small movements such as raising your hand and brushing your hair.

Standing next to her was a young girl in her twenties who seemed to have just finished working overtime.

From the moment the girl walked to the platform, she felt a scorching gaze looking towards her side with malicious intentions.

She quietly glanced twice out of the corner of her eye, and saw a tall woman standing behind her with torch-like eyes.

The girl leaned aside nervously, trying to think about it? Stay away from this strange tall woman.

Some scary urban ghost stories began to appear in her mind, wondering if the face covered by long hair would also look like a horror scene in a movie.

It wasn't until the bus she was waiting for arrived at the platform that the girl rushed onto the bus as if fleeing for her life.

The night fell heavily, and the bustling platform during the day was already empty at this time, only Wen Xichun's slender figure wandered around in place.

In the distance, the bus is coming to the platform.

Wen Xichun settled down, retracted his abdomen and lifted his hips, took a deep breath, brushed his long hair, and then swiped his card to get in the car.

There were only a few people in the car, and they were resting against the window with tired faces.

Wen Xichun was sitting in the seat closest to the driver, holding his mobile phone and pretending to watch the video, but in fact his eyes were already wandering back and forth on these seemingly innocent passengers.

"Damn it, you're crazy and follow me all the time." The driver master suddenly said this sentence without beginning or end.

Through the rearview mirror, Wen Xichun saw the driver's small eyes kept looking into the rearview mirror.

Out of curiosity, he also turned sideways and looked back through the window.

A green taxi is closely following? The bus is moving slowly, as if it is? deliberately? following.

"Damn! Still following!" The master yelled angrily, his voice suddenly raised an octave, and the other passengers in the car frightened and opened their eyes.

Wen Xichun felt that the master was a bit paranoid. The road was so wide, and it was not opened for him alone. Whose car can't go here?

The master stepped on the accelerator, and with the violent shaking of the body, the car sped out at high speed.

"Haha, I can't keep up. Compete with me."

Four or 10 minutes later, the bus gradually drove to the terminal.

At the last stop, the last passenger on the bus also got off, leaving Wen Xichun alone.

The master parked the car at the terminus, took the thermos cup and drank three swigs, and spit out a tea stalk with a flick of his head:

"It's the end, beauty."

Wen Xichun nodded, and slowly got out of the car with small steps.

"The world is not peaceful these days, beauties, be careful and don't stay outside."

Although the driver has a bad temper, he is also warm-hearted.

With the roar of the engine, the last bus left the empty platform bearing the exhaustion of the day.

Huiyuan is a city surrounded by the sea on three sides and mountains on the other. There are many mountains here. In addition to some mountains that have been developed into tourist attractions, there are also some undeveloped low mountains with relatively flat terrain and relatively remote locations.

And Wen Xichun's current location is a small hill that was famous for its cherries in the early years, but was gradually abandoned due to insufficient funds in the later stage.

It is also marked on the map, where the murderer is most likely to patronize.

In the desolate suburbs, only the howling cold wind sounds like a child's mournful cry.

Wen Xichun was pacing back and forth on the same spot, his high heels collided with the concrete floor and made a crisp sound.

Time passed by, the temperature at night was getting lower and lower, and Wen Xichun, who was only wearing thin clothes, was freezing all over.

He imagined, if it was a thinly dressed woman, what kind of actions would she make in such a dimly lit and sparsely populated place.

Wen Xichun slowly tightened his body, and his two slender legs were tightly merged together.

From a distance, it looks like a real woman? No different.

"Bah-"

At 23:18 in the evening, strange footsteps suddenly sounded from the silent platform.

Wen Xichun opened his eyes wide immediately, his slender eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly as he felt the strong vibration in his heart.

"Bada—" The footsteps came closer.

Wen Xichun hugged his body tightly, and groped with one hand in the inner pocket of his jacket without a trace.

That shiny black and hard utensil made him feel surprisingly safe.

"Hey..." There was a strange laugh.

Wen Xichun swallowed, recalling in his mind the normal reaction of women in TV dramas when they encounter danger.

He pressed the handle of the police gun tightly with his fingers, and then slowly turned his head——

"Hey hey, beauty..." The accent was vague, but it didn't sound malicious.

Although the person behind him was dressed in ragged clothes and disheveled hair, but? It seemed that he was just a mental? Abnormal tramp?

Wen Xichun nodded to the homeless man, beckoning him to leave quickly, not to hinder himself? Fishing law enforcement.

"Hey hey hey, beauty, touch~" The homeless man didn't die, he walked slowly over with his big black teeth bared, his hands twisted.

Wen Xichun had no choice but to take out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few pieces of change and handed them over, trying to be as polite as possible: "I have something important to deal with, please go away?"

The homeless man stared at the dozens of dollars and salivated with a smile.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed tens of dollars, but didn't intend to withdraw his hand afterwards, but followed the tens of dollars to touch Wen Xichun's hand.

Although Wen Xichun is only restless at this time, but? Since he wants to pretend to be a woman, he has to pretend to be a little bit.

He suddenly withdrew his hand, hugged his slender hand, squeezed his throat and screamed:

"Ah - you go? Go!"

If a girl did this gesture, I might feel pity for others, but it would look weird when Wen Xichun did it, and even made people want to laugh.

In the dark, a pair of deep eyes were staring at this side motionlessly. After seeing Wen Xichun's ridiculous movements, a smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"Beauty, touch~" The homeless man rushed over again, and hugged Wen Xichun from behind, groping back and forth on him with his dirty hands.

"Go? Go away! You can't understand human words, right! Isn't that right? You go? Go away! Don't do this, I'm so scared!"

"Pfft—" The person in the dark finally couldn't help laughing.

Hearing the whisper, Wen Xichun froze for a moment, then followed the voice to look over.

Under the dim street lights, a tall figure gradually emerged from the darkness.

Wen Xichun stared at that figure with wide eyes, not even noticing that the homeless man's hand had already reached into the inner pocket of his coat.

Just when Wen Xichun was vigilant about who that person was in the dark, that figure took the initiative to take a few steps forward, rushed over quickly, held him down, and was still groping all over his body hand.

The corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the extremely shallow pupils make people shudder.

"Yao, Yao Jingrong?" Wen Xichun was stunned.

Yao Jingrong opened the homeless man's hand, pulled Wen Xichun aside, zipped him up, and patted: "Girls, be careful outside."

The homeless man looked at the two with a dull face, but his feet were still eager to try, as if he wanted to step forward, but he was a little bit timid because of the overly tall man beside him.

"Little friend, it's getting dark, go home early." Yao Jingrong took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it over.

The tramp took the chocolate, squeezed it, put it in his mouth and bit it.

Then, a childlike smile appeared on his face.

Holding the chocolate, he muttered something in his mouth, turned around, and left bouncing away.

Seeing the back of the homeless man walking away, Wen Xichun heaved a sigh of relief.

"A mentally retarded person may not be able to recognize the amount of money. To him, it's just a few pieces of waste paper, but food is the cognition engraved in his DNA." Yao Jingrong took out a tissue and wiped it Finger, laughing extremely ironically.

Wen Xichun was as angry as a puffer fish. He straightened his clothes and stared at Yao Jingrong: "Are you following me?"

Yao Jingrong raised his eyebrows: "Pay attention? Words, I was appointed by Deputy Director Yu to assist you secretly."

The credibility of this sentence is really not high. Instead of sending a special police officer who has undergone special training, the deputy directorate sent a forensic doctor who can't carry it on his shoulders. Are you sure it's not helping him?

But Wen Xichun didn't intend to expose him, after all, now is not the time to argue.

"I give you a suggestion, instead of continuing to do useless work with uncertain results here, why don't you come with me to the forensic department."

Wen Xichun raised his eyes: "What do you mean? Think."

Yao Jingrong smiled: "New discovery, are you sure you don't come?"

****

Pushing open the gate of the research institute, in the bright hall, the rich tea aroma is overflowing. There is a figure that is too slender nestled in the leather sofa. The waist is not too full to hold, but it is not too thin. Very nice of that category.

Seeing the woman sitting on the sofa, Wen Xichun was startled.

I have never seen this woman before.

When Yao Jingrong saw the woman, he just asked calmly and casually: "It's so late and you haven't left yet?"

The woman put down her teacup and looked up at the person coming.

When her eyes fell on Wen Xichun, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Then she stood up with smiling eyes: "You said you would be back in a while, so I thought? Wait until you come back before leaving?"

After finishing speaking, her eyes fell on Wen Xichun again: "Ah, hello, I am the forensic doctor dispatched by the sub-bureau. My surname is Cen. You are Captain Wen, right? Section Chief Yao mentioned you."

The atmosphere is indescribably eerie.

Especially Wen Xichun was still wearing that outfit, this woman recognized her at a glance just by someone else's description even though she had never seen her before.

Really? A bit unbelievable.

"I'm here now, you can leave now." Yao Jingrong didn't seem to have the concept of pity and pity at all. It was past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and he just said coldly to a woman who had been waiting for him to come back. you can go now".

Forensic doctor Cen smiled, picked up his coat and put it on: "Then, see you tomorrow."

She stepped on two or three centimeter high heels, and walked gracefully to Wen Xichun's side.

I thought that two people who had only met each other before passing each other would have reached the pinnacle of interpersonal communication, but this forensic doctor, Cen, suddenly stretched out his hand and kissed each other affectionately. Patted Wen Xichun's shoulder, and quietly leaned into his ear, slightly parting her red lips:

"I know? Your secret."

Forensic doctor Cen took one last look at him, turned and left the forensic medicine institute.

An inexplicable? Inexplicable words, but Wen Xichun couldn't move, as if he had been plasticized.

What does she mean, herself? What's the secret?

"What are you standing there for? Change your clothes and come in." Wen Xichun finally regained his composure until Yao Jingrong yelled over there.

On the dissecting table is Yang Ruifan's corpse, which still retains its appearance before death after the storage of carbon dioxide.

A glass slide was laid flat under a high-power microscope on the side, and a specimen of a maggot was stored in it.

"Why did you only show Yang Ruifan's body?" Wen Xichun was puzzled.

"Because important clues were found in her corpse." Yao Jingrong gently pressed the U-shaped wound on the surface of the corpse.

"We found a small amount of wood debris in the wound, and a very small amount of the chemical component, polyisoprene."

"what is that."

"In simple terms, it is the main ingredient of latex gloves."

"Latex gloves?"

Yao Jingrong nodded: "We have always existed? A big question is why we didn't find any tools for the crime at the scene, and what is the identity of the murderer to have such rigorous anti-reconnaissance capabilities? I guess, maybe the murderer ? who can tell us the answer."

Follow Yao Jingrong's fingers to look over.

"Three elements, the tool used to create the U-shaped wound, the source of the latex gloves, and the growth cycle of the maggots on the body surface of the deceased."

Although he didn't know why, Wen Xichun still nodded.

"Do you still remember the places where the three bodies were found? The woods and the deep mountains are places with dense vegetation. Combined with the wood debris found in the wounds, and the tools that could not be found, it is because the tools are at your fingertips. ? Get, say, twigs."

Wen Xichun suddenly realized.

Why do the dead all die from excessive blood loss or cardiac arrest, and there is no one-shot death that ordinary sharp-edged tools can cause? It's just because tools are difficult to kill with a single blow, and they can just be used by the murderer to complete the torture During the process, if the branches are used, then find a place overgrown with weeds and throw them away or burn them. It will be very difficult for the police to find the source of the murder weapon.

Moreover, only a very small amount of debris was found in the wound of the deceased, indicating that the murderer intentionally cleaned the wound to eliminate evidence, but because the wood debris was too small and numerous, it could only be roughly cleaned.

"There are many types of latex gloves, and the only one that uses natural rubber, which is polyisoprene as the main component, is medical gloves."

"So you mean the murderer could have been a doctor?"

Yao Jingrong glanced at him and praised him sincerely: "You're so smart, Officer Wen."

The author has something to say: Recently, I have been too busy, so busy that I collapsed, I can’t sleep at night, and I can’t rest in peace during the holidays, so I stopped updating for two days, sorry~

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