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Chapter 52:Mie Men Zhi Huo (4)

The madman took off a layer of latex gloves and pulled away some masks.

“Didn’t you say the killer had gloves?”

“I have gloves!

I thought at first that there was only one man to the murderer, but now some discoveries have made me begin to doubt this judgment, and to kill six people so quickly, even in the middle of the night, it will not be so quiet and rapid.

Take the sample seriously.”

The madman tried to recall Zhou Hai's words, thought of the shoe cover imprint, and instantly understood his thoughts.

Zhou Hai returned to the No. 1 anatomy room, where Director Pang and Liu Da had been talking upstairs to see the monitoring, Zhou Hai glanced at the time, and it was already noon.

“Crazy, you go to dinner first, and we’ll do it.”

Liu Da, look at it!

It takes about fifteen hours for all the autopsies to be completed, so that we don't interfere with each other."

Good a word does not interfere with each other, director Pang took a cold breath, look, Zhou Hai's words are very unceremonious, in the case of everyone to talk so, really looking for death.

“What did the doctor say?”

Liu Da raised his hand to stop the director.

“I’m right, I’ve called too many times and it’s easy to bother you.

We go upstairs to watch real-time video, a moment of project meeting, in your center, after all, Changhe District is closer to you, we dispatch more convenient.

With that said, these people all followed, but Zhao Xinli did not leave, which was a little unexpected for Zhou Hai.

He put on the y-i-shuttle isolation suit and said with a smile.

"I'm not hungry for breakfast, just to help you be an assistant."

The sea nods his head at him.

“Thank you!

Let the fat man eat.”

The fat man shook his head, suddenly the sense of crisis burst, the weasel gave the chicken worship year without peace of mind, this Zhao Xinli, is not to "fight for favor"?

“No, fat fat is against hunger!”

Zhou Hai did not say more, at this time Zhang Junming's body has been sent.

The fat man quickly took a picture, and the action was smoother and faster than just now.

Zhou Hai cut Zhang Junming's trousers, which noticed that the deceased's pants had been folded and had been hoarded below the knee, before because her blouse was very long, and did not find this detail.

The three put Zhang Junmingping on an anatomical bed, at this time the body has formed, her forearms bend, her palms are parallel to her shoulders, and there are obvious signs of swelling at the jaw, palms and knees.

The lips were broken by teeth and a small amount of blood spilled.

“Was she pushed down?”

He shook his head and pointed to the trousers on the platform next to him.

"It should be Zhang Junming running forward, behind her trousers and legs, and pulled people down with a hard pull, so the dead were lying on the ground, with his hands, knees, jaws and lips on the ground."

The murderer who chased behind him did not cut his neck according to the previous plan, but stabbed the back of the heart with a knife, and the blade had a movement of screws in the body of the deceased.

Let’s do the autopsy!”

Zhao Xinli accurately handed over the scalpel, and Zhou Hai began to open Junming's chest.

Zhou Hai's hands move as flying, quickly separated the muscle layer fat layer, remove the sternum, then the entire chest and abdominal cavity exposed in front of the body.

The fat man and Zhao Xinli took a breath of cold breath.

Sure enough, the left thoracic heart, lungs, liver and spleen of the deceased's left thoracic cavity have been opened to a huge mouth in the shape of a comma, and the organs of these parts have been affected, and the entire thoracic abdominal cavity is full of clots.

“The heart, the spleen, the liver rupture, the lung cuts, the knife is long enough.”

Zhao Xinli collected blood clots condensed in the chest cavity and prepared for examination.

“This knife is too hard!

The organs are broken.”

The fat man glanced at it, with a grunt.

“There’s a lot more hard in the back!

He was cut off, and the whole face was covered with a skin."

Indeed, Zhao Xinli listened to the finger shake, and the fat man laughed silently and silently.

Zhou Hai looked at him for a moment, with a three-point warning, the fat man instantly faded, quickly lowered his eyes.

The frontal anatomy is completed, the nails are cut off, and the lip part is wiped.

The three men together turned Zhang Junming's body into a squid position, and a wound in the back heart appeared in front of the three.

The wound was 4 cm wide, but Zhou Hai found that there was a two or three millimeters on the edge of the wound, and the skin was turned out.

Recall that when the anatomy of the front, there are deep triangular thorns on the inner edge of the ribs, and it is clear that the knife is stabbed to the bone, so there are some blades on the edges.

Zhang Junming is obviously not the first to be killed, so what is the order?

Did this blade cause harm to other bodies?

Of course, it is also necessary to combine the test results of the blood collection on the spot to outline the criminal trajectory.

Zhao Xinli looked at Zhou Hai's serious stitching action, and there was a little more respect in his heart.

This "French Sea" is not just a returnee of the gilded return, this respect for the dead is not for everyone, even if they have done a continuous autopsy for ten hours, or so meticulous, it is really admirable.

Zhou Hai ripped off the outer glove, drank two bottles of 50% high sugar, Zhao Xinli and fat people also learned to drink high sugar in the appearance of Zhou Hai, did not go to eat.

The fat man looked at Zhao Xinli's eyes, and also missed some hu0ya0 flavors, a little comrade's feeling.

For a moment, Tong Xinwei's body was sent to the No. 1 Anatomy Room.

Zhou Hai looked back at the madman, the madman is also ready to start the third stage of the anatomy, giving a thumbs up to Zhou Hai, Zhou Hai nodded, several members of their own members usually look crazy, the key moment is extremely powerful.

Take a deep breath and begin to examine the body surface of Tong Xinwei.

Zhao Xinli stood side by side with the fat man opposite Zhouhai, so he saw not much of the body, especially now it was evening, looking at the cold on his back, always felt the undercurrent gusts.

The fat man felt Zhao Xinli's strangeness and hit him with his shoulder.

“Hey, you don’t have a set of x-i0ng’sh-a cases?”

Zhao Xinli nodded his head.

“Our group has been assigned very few x-i0ng’sh-a cases, and if there are very few such tragic cases.

I remember the last time I came across such a bloody scene, it seems that I had just been assigned to the center.”

The fat man looked envious and spread out his hands.

“You are so happy!

Our two groups, from June to the present, are like this in various cases, I don't know if it is because the dryness of the sky is easy to induce violence.

Or is it the attraction of our Fahai Master?

It seems that this year, the major case in the southeast will be contracted!”

He did not look up and cut off the dead man’s clothes.

“I envy the group!”

The fat man’s head was shaking like a rattle.

“Who?

Who said change?

I’m just trying to build your brilliance, aren’t you?”

“Yes!”

Zhao Xinli shook his shoulders and almost laughed.

Looking up, I found that Zhou Hai was ready to remove the dead man's clothes.

Grateful to converge, to take the clothes of the dead, just when Zhao Xinli caught these clothes, a sharp object stabbed Zhao Xinli's palm.

“Ah!”

Hand shake clothes almost fell off, quickly put all the clothes behind the table, the clothes scattered, looking for the object, Zhou Hai saw his movements quickly around.

“What did you find?”

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