Swallowing the Seas

At five o'clock on Monday morning, at the landfill site in Beidao Village, a suburb of Jinhai City, several scavengers suddenly smelled a stench from the garbage dump that was different from the surrounding smell, and then picked up a piece of soft rubber covered with garbage. Something like that.

An old man lifted the thing tremblingly, squinted his eyes at the dim light of the early morning, and suddenly let out a terrified scream, scrambling and falling down the rubbish mountain——

It was half a rotten and swollen arm.

"The staff of the landfill site reported to the Solid Waste Management Office, and the Solid Waste Management Office reported to the Beidao Village Police Station. After several hours of digging in the garbage dump, the Xingda found two legs below the waist and one above the neck. The head, plus the half of the hand that was discovered at the beginning... Hey! Go away!" Cai Lin was talking on the phone, hopping and waving flies, with the background of the roar of forklifts in the garbage dump: "Now only You can spell out a full-fledged person with only a short chest and abdomen and the other half of your hand. Go away! Go away! Zhang Xiaoli, give me some more of your mosquito repellent spray!"

Holding his mobile phone, Bu Chonghua strode down the steps in front of the criminal investigation detachment building, followed by Wu Yu and Song Hui: "Can you confirm that it's Chen Yuanliang?"

"Xiao Gui's forensic doctor preliminarily judged that the time of death was between 24 hours and 36 hours. Based on the clothes, posture and characteristics of the corpse, it is indeed Chen Yuanliang. He is now waiting for the police dogs to search for the remaining pieces of meat. !"

Bu Chonghua strode towards the police Wrangler: "Understood, Xiao Wu and I will be there soon." He hung up the phone.

The off-road vehicle unlocked with a sound of Biu, and Bu Chonghua got into the driver's seat.

Wu Yu deliberately slowed down, and sure enough, he saw Song Hui pass him without hesitation, and reached out to open the door of the passenger seat.

Wu Yu didn't say anything, and turned to open the rear seat.But before the others got in, Bu Chonghua in front suddenly pushed the door down, strode around the front of the car, patted Song Hui on the shoulder, stretched out his hand to grab Wu Yu's back of the neck, and adjusted the two of them with all his strength. height:

"Wu Yu, sit in front and guide the way."

Wu Yu: "No, no, no..."

Bu Chonghua ignored him completely, forced him into the passenger seat, and slammed the car door.

Wooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Red and blue police lights flashed, and a hurricane blew through the busy downtown traffic on Monday morning, heading towards the Beidao Village landfill.

There were three people sitting in the carriage, but the air was terribly frozen, and even Wu Yu sat uncharacteristically.Song Hui huddled in the middle of the back seat, like a frightened little rabbit, glanced left and right, and finally heard Bu Chonghua in the driver's seat say:

"Who else knows that you are Bureau Song's daughter?"

Song Hui twisted her fingers: "...not many people."

"Who is there?"

"Just Director Xu, several deputy bureaus, Team Shao from the anti-drug detachment, brother Cao from the economic investigation team, Uncle Wang from the technical team, Uncle Qian from the pre-examination of the legal department, Uncle Zhang from the command center, and the criminal investigator who agreed to my internship. Uncle Li of the Bureau, Li Department of major and important cases, the Political Department, the Supervision Department, the Secretariat, and my mother...the rest are gone."

The air pressure in the car dropped to freezing point, Bu Chonghua squeezed out a sentence after a while: "You know everyone you should know, right?"

Song Hui was guilty and silent.

"I'll write you a return report, go back today and pack it up, don't come tomorrow."

Song Hui was shocked: "Why!"

But Bu Chonghua's tone was stricter than hers: "Because you didn't major in criminal investigation at all! Our detachment only accepts the top ten criminal investigation majors or the top ten professional grade points every year. , the worst thing is to be able to beat, run, stay up late, and be beaten! Can you tell me which one of the conditions you meet?"

"... But, but I'm only intern for three months! I don't want to stay!"

"No."

Song Hui was extremely wronged: "I just want to be by your side, can't I?!"

Bu Chonghua suddenly shouted: "No!"

Beep--

Wu Yu and Song Hui were slammed backwards by their seat belts at the same time, and the Toyota in the adjacent lane honked angrily, accelerated to overtake, and drove away with exhaust fumes.

The air inside the car was frozen.

For some reason, Bu Chonghua seemed to be more stern than usual, as if he was using this method to cover up some kind of anxiety and uneasiness.After a long while, he took a long breath, his clenched back teeth loosened slightly, and his eyes glanced to the side.

——Wu Yu maintained the posture of being patted on the backrest by inertia just now, holding the mobile phone high in front of his eyes, studying the map navigation with great concentration, his face full of concentration, as if he was a domestic police and gangster movie set that accidentally broke into the set of a romantic idol drama.

"There is no need to discuss this matter." Bu Chonghua's voice sounded again, calm and calm as usual: "I have a classmate who is at the customs, and I have already greeted him. You can go there next week."

Song Hui's eye circles started to turn red again, she bit her little lip, and choked out a sentence for a while: "No, I won't go, if you do this again, I'll tell my mother!"

Bu Chonghua: "..."

Boss Song’s wife, Hao Xiujuan, was the master who helped Bu Chonghua wash and cook, held parent-teacher meetings, and signed exam papers. She was almost a half-mother. Nantianmen is no different.

"And, don't look down on me, I, I can also be a good policeman!" Song Hui said, "I'll prove it to you!"

The Wrangler made a steep turn at the end of the road and turned into a small road after driving several hundred meters. The landfill in Beidao Village ahead was surrounded by a cordon. rattle.

Dozens of people in the security circle crowded their heads together, probably trying to piece together corpses.

Bu Chonghua had no expression on his face, stepped on the brakes, turned around and gestured to Song Hui to go down.

"Go," he said coldly, "prove to me that you can hold back for a few minutes without vomiting."

Song Hui hummed, slammed the car door, and slipped into the cordon without looking back.

Wu Yu finally put down the mobile phone map navigation that he had been holding all the way, turned his sore neck, and was about to get out of the car when his wrist suddenly tightened.

Bu Chonghua actually grabbed his arm.

They looked at each other face to face, no one moved, the silence drowned the square inch of land to the top, the noise of people outside the car window seemed to suddenly become very far away, only the warmth of palms and skin remained.

For a long time, Bu Chonghua leaned slightly and approached Wu Yu's cheek, as if he wanted to say something - but at this moment, Wu Yu tilted his head back, lowered his eyes politely and said hoarsely: "... , I have to go down."

The carriage was silent, all senses seemed to have disappeared, only a small piece of wrist bone was left with a fiery bone that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

After walking for a while, Chonghua finally let go of his hand little by little, opened the glove box, took out the sunglasses and threw them to him.

"Stay in the car, there's too much media."

Before Wu Yu could say anything, Bu Chonghua had already opened the door and got out of the car, striding towards the cordon.

"Uh-uh-uh-"

Song Hui covered her mouth with a pale face, while Wang Jiuling hid three meters away and said lovingly: "Spit it out, it will be better."

"Wow!!"

Thankfully this is in a landfill, the stress physiological response can be dealt with on the spot.Song Hui let out a burst of sputtering as the goddess scattered flowers, almost crying with shame, Wang Jiuling sighed and took out his small handkerchief, but after thinking about it, he asked the forensic intern for a tissue and handed it to her.

"Big girl, listen to me, that donkey face is not worth it." Wang Jiuling said sincerely, "Look at the barren grass and baldness of our Nancheng sub-bureau. Besides Meng Zhao, who else is working in the field? There was also one last year." A girl was poisoned by watching a police drama, and she insisted on coming. After a month, she was exhausted and suffered from neurasthenia and arrhythmia. Now she has been transferred to the procuratorate for a preliminary trial—hey, listen to Uncle Wang. , go home."

Song Hui wiped her mouth sobbingly: "I, I don't want to go home, I want to..."

"Have you finished vomiting yet?"

Song Hui turned around in a start, and saw Bu Chonghua standing tall, with a cold expression, his cuffs rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms.

"Pit vomit... vomit is over."

Bu Chonghua raised his hand and threw something, and Song Hui hurriedly caught it and looked at it. It was a pair of blue survey shoe covers: "Come with me after vomiting, and watch the preliminary autopsy."

If Song Hui was struck by lightning, autopsy!

Why haven't we finished checking those few pieces!

Poor Miss Song's face was pale and pale, and her stomach was churning again, but Bu Chonghua's ice-like face was not moved at all, as if she didn't see her tragic situation just now, she turned around and walked straight to the scene.

Wang Jiuling looked at him resentfully, and whispered as he passed by, "You deserve to be single all your life!"

Bu Chonghua said coldly: "She is my younger sister, I am not only single but also not looking for her."

——An incomprehensible thing!Wang Jiuling stood with his hips akimbo, and Song Hui followed him, crying and chirping, and followed him uneasy.

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"Be careful, be careful... hey! Xiaogui!" "Stay, stay, stay!"

A group of prospectors gathered around the rubbish mountain, carrying corpses to play puzzles. Some raised their heads, some raised their legs, and some raised their stomachs. After a while, warm applause broke out: "Beautiful!" "Stable!" "It's done!"

The head of the four heavenly kings of Jinhai, Mr. Bei, wheezed and led his younger brothers to rummage under the scorching sun all morning, and finally dug out the last big piece of Chen Yuanliang's body from the garbage mountain—the chest and abdomen.A group of forensic doctors and criminal police who were so smoked were so grateful that they wished they could line up to take a bite of Mr. Bei, but Mr. Bei, who was obsessed with cleanliness, wagged his tail and went back to the team to take a shower, leaving everyone with a fluffy ass.

"Chen Yuanliang, male, 70 years old, 1.6 meters 32 in length." Forensic doctor Xiao Gui squatted on the ground wrapped in a protective suit, tightly holding Cai Lin who was crying and howling ("Maggots! Maggots!!"), expressionless and swift Fluently instructed his subordinates to record: "The corpse was divided into four pieces including head and neck, above the waist with left upper limb, right upper limb, and below the waist with both lower limbs. Some internal organs are missing. The time of death is estimated to be about 36 to [-] hours. That is, the victim Within a few hours of his disappearance, it was preliminarily determined that his dismemberment was... yo, step detachment!"

Bu Chonghua walked over while wearing gloves, followed by Song Hui who was staggering and about to vomit at any time. Forensic doctor Xiao Gui was so shocked that he almost reached out to rub his eyes: "I read that right, Cai Er? There is a woman in your team." ?”

Cai Lin vicissitudes said: "Yes, there are not many girls who are stupid, beautiful and heartless these days..."

"Song Hui, you're new here." Bu Chonghua raised his chin behind him, then pointed to the group of people around the corpse, and briefly introduced to Song Hui: "Fan Ming, the forensic assistant."

Song Hui seriously called: "Assistant Fan."

The little forensic doctor who had just squatted on the ground to record immediately stood up: "Don't dare to act, dare not act..."

"Yang Hongyi, criminal camera."

Song Hui: "Camera Yang."

The cameraman of the technical team stood up with a SLR camera in his hand: "You're welcome, you're welcome..."

"Cai Lin, senior of the detachment."

Song Hui: "Senior Cai."

Cai Lin hurriedly put on the most cordial expression since the beginning of the year and stood up: "I can't bear it..."

"Forensic Doctor Xiaogui, the shift supervisor of the forensic department."

Song Hui: "Little... Forensic Gui."

Song Hui was told by her father to be humble and modest since she was a child, but she was indeed slower than ordinary people to react. When she uttered a small word, she felt a little bit in her heart, thinking that she had disrespected senior forensic doctors too much?Will it be annoying?

"No, no, no, stand far away, the smell is strong." Forensic doctor Xiao Gui didn't notice her complicated psychological activities at all, "Fan Ming, use the mosquito repellent spray and spray the girl twice."

Bu Chonghua pointed to the jigsaw-like body parts on the ground: "How is it?"

"Dismember the body after death." Forensic doctor Xiao Gui raised an index finger and answered Bu Chonghua's question concisely.

Bone residues, insect eggs, carrion, and bloody liquid were pasted on the battered corpses, and swarms of maggots were crawling around in the seven orifices.Bu Chonghua put on a double-layer mask, knelt down and groped for a while, resting his fingers on the heart above the chest wall, pressed down, and frowned: "Stabbed to death?"

Before he finished speaking, a white bubble was squeezed out of the wound by him, and guji overflowed - live maggots.

"Wow!" Song Hui ran a few steps without looking back, crouched on the ground and vomited crazily.

Everyone: "..."

"Yes, there is a high probability that he was stabbed to death. This is the only life-threatening wound visible on the surface of the corpse. It is located between the fifth and sixth ribs of the left chest. The width of the wound is 4.5 cm. The angles of both wounds are acute. The direction of the blade goes straight into the heart. It should be a double-edged weapon similar to a switchblade." Forensic doctor Xiao Gui sprayed insecticide a few times on the flies all over the sky, squatted down and said, "It is worth noting that although there is only one wound on the surface of the corpse, there are wounds underneath. Two wound cavities, one about 12 centimeters long and one about 11 centimeters long. This shows that the murderer stabbed in a second time before the blade was pulled out. He was decisive and extremely murderous, causing a defect wound on the chest wall and a traumatic heart rupture. , died of acute cardiac tamponade."

- Acute cardiac tamponade.

Bu Chonghua's eyebrows twitched: "The same way as Nian Xiaoping's death?"

"That's right, the murder method, location, and even the shape of the murder weapon are very similar."

Bu Chonghua nodded and said nothing, thoughtfully, and asked for a while, "What is the dismemberment tool?"

"..." Forensic doctor Xiao Gui sighed, "Forklift."

Outside the cordon in the distance, several forklifts were parked in the open space. The mechanical buckets were huge, and the sharp saw teeth were covered with mud.

Everyone fell silent at the same time.

The staff of the landfill site was holding Wang Jiuling's hand, and a tearful cry came from afar: "Comrade police, can you quickly find out which forklift picked up the unlucky corpse? We have blocked the news and dare not tell the driver. , I’m afraid that everyone will get sick from fright later, you should check it out early so we can buy paper money, incense candles, ghost talismans and so on!  …”

"It's not necessary, it's not necessary." Wang Jiuling said kindly: "We Communist Party members don't practice Feng Shui superstition. We must stick to the firm stand of materialist atheism..."

"However, the exact cause of death will not be reported until after the toxicology test," forensic doctor Xiao Gui stood up and moved his numb knees: "In addition, when we go back, we need to do a bone mill to further confirm all the missing bones. There is no hemoglobin in the fractured bone, otherwise the existence of an injury before death cannot be completely ruled out."

Bu Chonghua also stood up and looked around.

The Beidao Village Landfill is one of the largest disposal sites in Jinhai City. There are hundreds of vehicles coming and going every day, and the amount of garbage transported is as much as two to three thousand tons. It is impossible to tell where Chen Yuanliang's body was transported from. , Even investigation and monitoring are meaningless.

If it wasn't for the scavengers, no one would have found the old man buried under the rubbish mountain to form wax.

"Okay, let's call the forensic team." Bu Chonghua took off his mask and gloves, and said in a deep voice, "Send it back for further autopsy, see if we can extract the murderer's biological samples from the body, and review Chen Yuanliang's social relations again , money transactions, and continue to investigate the taxi operations that night. From my intuition, the murderer’s method is highly similar to the dark web buyers who killed Nian Xiaoping and Gao Baokang. People. Song Hui!"

Song Hui managed to finish the second round of vomiting, and was squatting weakly on the ground soaking up sour water, when she heard this and looked around in a daze.

Bu Chonghua pointed to the stretcher on the ground, and ordered concisely: "The newcomer moves the corpse."

Song Hui: "!"

Everyone: "!!!"

Cai Lin rushed forward regardless of himself: "Don't be like this boss, I will do it!" Xiao Gui forensic doctor grabbed Cai Lin's sleeve: "Cai Lin, come Cai Lin!" The forensic assistant and criminal camera were in a hurry: "Let's come, let's come!"

Song Hui couldn't believe it: "Move, move, move what?!"

Bu Chonghua ignored the others, and stared directly at Song Hui with those frosty pupils: "Aren't you going to prove to me that you can be a good policeman?"

"..."

"All interns' first homicide missions have to help the forensic doctor move the corpse, whether it's Gaofu, Giant View, or even corpse wax. No one can get special treatment based on gender or status, and neither do you."

Song Hui's face was pale, but Bu Chonghua stepped aside and pointed at the head of the stretcher on the ground:

"If you can't move, you don't need to practice in the Criminal Investigation Detachment. You can go home today."

The atmosphere was deadlocked, everyone around looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to say anything.

Even Wu Yu, who was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses not far away, noticed something strange, pushed the door out of the car, and looked this way with a frown.

"...but me," Song Hui wrung her fingers, her lips trembled as soon as she spoke, as if she was about to fall down and faint in the next second: "I, I—"

boom!

At this moment, the powerful engine approached roaring like the king of beasts, drifted and flicked the corner with lightning, and the friction between the tires and the dirt road made a loud noise, shaking the whole scene instantly, and suddenly stopped outside the warning line like a phantom. Crash—a fan-shaped piece of gravel from the rear tire fell to the ground, sending out smoke all over the ground!

"Fucking big G!"

"G65? G65? Why doesn't it look like that?!"

"It's Brabus' modified version of the G65!!"

The discussion sounded like a sizzling lead wire, instantly sweeping across the entire landfill.Bu Chonghua's forehead twitched, and then he saw the car door opened. Yan Yan, who was wearing a Taobao T-shirt and jeans and a blue plate steel king on his wrist, slammed the door casually, ducked into the cordon, and strode towards this side.

Bu Chonghua immediately told Song Hui: "It's none of your business, you go back to the car and find Wu Yu." Then he turned to the corpse: "Why haven't you moved it away, hurry up!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, without his ordering for the second time, Cai Lin, the forensic assistant, and the criminal camera rushed to the stretcher at the same time, one raised his head and the other lifted his feet, and quickly carried away the big bag amid the cheering sound of Xiaogui's forensic doctor. Chen Yuanquantity of the block.

Only Song Hui, a silly girl, stood still and didn't react: "Looking for Little Angkor? Why are you looking for Little Angkor?"

Bu Chonghua picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it to her: "He ate salty breakfast, give him water."

Song Hui: "??"

"—Hey, wait!" At this moment, Yan Yan walked towards her feet, and noticed Song Hui from a long distance away, and stared at her with a frown: "You are not the one whose surname is Song..."

Bu Chonghua: "Hurry up! One needs to drink eight glasses of water a day!"

Poor Miss Song didn't realize that she didn't get eight glasses of water after throwing up twice, so she foolishly returned to the car with mineral water in her hands, and before she left, she gave Yan Yan a strange look and said, "I know this person." ?I have no impression at all.

Yan Yan took off his sunglasses and said angrily, "Isn't she the daughter of Song?"

Bu Chonghua: "..."

"How did you end up with her?"

The two looked at each other, one was full of questioning and the other was helpless, after a long while Bu Chonghua finally rubbed his forehead: "She is my sister, can you stop being like this..."

"Your sister?" Yan Yan seemed to have heard the big joke: "The two cousins ​​of your brand vacated half of the Hermès store in Jianning this morning, and bought two dining tables, four sets of sofas, eight telescopes, Two trash cans, twenty horse brushes and twenty fly swatters, I just called and asked if I would like two horse whips and a table of mahjong, but I was very moved and refused—surnamed Song Your daughter is your younger sister on which card?"

Bu Chonghua pressed his forehead and sighed, "I don't understand where your opinion of Song Ju comes from... What are you doing!"

Without mercy, Yan Yan patted his brother's handsome face with four fingers, making a "PiaPia" sound, his face full of hatred: "Are you really my brother?!"

Bu Chonghua: "..."

"Your cousin's insight into the world and understanding of human nature, not only have you not inherited half of it, but you have learned to stand on two boats. Believe it or not, my mother and your aunt would have a heart attack on the spot when she saw that girl surnamed Song. Are you trying to piss her off?"

There were people passing by, seeing the strange atmosphere here, they didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly slipped along the side of the road.

The two brothers put their heads together, Bu Chonghua raised the corners of his eyes upwards, and stared at Yan Mao without saying a word. The amber pupils gradually leaked fierceness, and suddenly he pushed the back of Yan Mao's head towards him with his backhand, Angrily said:

"I don't have two boats, I only like one person!"

He let go of Yan Yan, turned around and walked away with a cold face.