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Chapter 71:Who is next? (8)

Blood, blood everywhere.

Not very spacious bathroom bathtub inside and outside are all purple and black blood, with the evaporation and **, the bathtub left a circle of dark traces.

The handwashing table, a lot of finely shredded black objects, fell on the surface of the vegetable board and knife.

A handful of small pieces of blood were scattered between drops and blood, and a white semicircular object appeared in front of the door, and Zhou Hai leaned over to pick it up and carefully identified it.

"One side is slightly convex, one side is smooth to form two concave faces, this is the patella, it seems that this is the scene of the corpse."

A word from Zhou Hai made Chu Menghan smear and almost spit it out.

The fat man covered his chest and looked a little more white.

Slightly calmed down, holding the camera in the photo fixation, after all, here is full of blood and meat, each further foot base slimming feeling, so that all your hair is erect.

“Look at the sea!”

Following the direction of the fat man's finger, Zhou Hai approached two steps, and painted a heart with blood on the white tiles behind the blood curtain.

The reason for the fat man's excitement is that the tip of this heart is a blood fingerprint, and the face has a clear line, but Zhou Hai shakes his head slightly, and the fat man is very puzzled.

“How?”

"Looking at the fingerprints of a woman's index finger, not the murderer."

Zhou Hai said so, the fat man close to look, instantly discouraged.

But think about it all feeling that the murderer is perverted, holding the hand cut off by the dead, and drawing a heart on the wall, it is really numbing and crazy to a certain state.

Zhou Hai was right, the fingerprints were slim, but the fat man sighed and then began to take pictures to extract blood samples and number them.

Zhou Hai and the fat man stood back to the hand-washing station.

The mirror of the handwashing table is also sputtering a lot of blood and residue, and the paper towel box on the countertop has not been spared.

However, the paper towel box did not have a paper towel exposed, Zhou Hai leaned over to look, there is a part of the carbox inside the tissue, reached out to pull out a piece, there is no blood drop on the surface, is that not on behalf of the murderer used a paper towel?

Can not help a moment of excitement, Zhou Hai began to search around, the toilet side of the trash seems to be throwing some scraps.

Picking up the trash can, put it on the countertop, began to carry out a piece of identification, there are seven or eight groups of paper with blood stains, and three pieces of paper dough without blood, the noodles seem to have dried-up pale yellow water stains.

"Fatty physical evidence bag."

The fat man looked at Zhou Hai and pulled out a dozen physical evidence bags and handed it to him.

Chu Menghan probed in and watched Zhou Hai rummage the action of looking for the garbage can.

“Have you found out?”

“Pray!

The time of the crime is in a month, when the weather is still very hot, in such a closed space, there is no air conditioning, people will sweat a lot.

The murderer's face and body were all blood, and he would naturally wipe it, hoping that the paper would find the murderer's DNA."

The fat man leaves his mouth.

“Creately!

You want to find the killer's quilt!

This profession, taking strange men home, can only take the business home."

Zhou Hai did not speak, put up these paper groups, stood at the door of the bathroom, looked at all the traces of the ground, and closed his eyes slightly.

It is closed, and there are no mosquitoes to enter, otherwise the room is even more unbearable.

There was no sign of damage to the door, apparently the murderer followed the owner into the room, and the initial blood footprints began on the master bedroom.

So, the fat man’s analysis is not wrong.

Blood droplets, blood footprints, gradually extended to the bathroom, and then diluted blood (1) footprints, gradually covered in the original dark blood footprints folded back to the master bedroom, the murderer here to go back and forth several times.

What is he doing?

The traces of drag should be to tug at the ankles of the dead and drag the dead to the bathroom, this time, carrying the head of the deceased is once again.

What is the third round trip?

Pack the body and get ready to take it away?

Zhou Hai moved to the kitchen, where a layer of ash was accumulated, the kitchen was also very chaotic, and the garbage can discarded several instant noodle buckets and various bags for take-out.

Cabinets and countertops only a small amount of seasoning, no rice noodles and vegetables, some fruit in the refrigerator and some fast-eating dumplings or something.

The side wall of the gas stove, with two positions with friction marks, looked at the form and knew that it used to be a place with a vegetable board and a kitchen knife.

It is so secretive that it should be difficult to find out if it is not a regular visitor.

Zhou Hai glanced at the pedestrian street not far from the window, and then walked out of the kitchen, the fat man also completed all the information collection.

“Did you find Julie in that shop?”

Chu Meng nodded his head.

"Just got a call, he's in the Korean bath behind the pedestrian street as a sister to wash his feet."

"Look at the scene, the murderer is a frequent guest of Ju Manli, so I have to investigate it on the outside."

“Come and see me!”

He looked at the fat man.

"When you return to your heart and send it to your sister, you should carefully infiltrate and extract these papers."

The Chu detachment looks for a car to send the fat man back!”

The fat man glanced at Chu Menghan, his face with regret.

"All right!

I'll go back to the inspection."

Zhou Hai followed Chu Menghan downstairs, just asked for the car, her mobile phone rang.

“Head, we’re on the easternmost side of the pedestrian street, and there’s a washroom here.

They say they know the B dead!”

“Wait for my horse!”

The four investigators took the landlord to verify Zhu Manli's photo and identity.

The owner's face has always been white, and he has committed a life case at home.

How to rent in the future?

How to sell?

The house became a murder house, so she was extremely cooperative, after all, wanted to close the case as soon as possible.

*****

Ten minutes later, Chu Menghan and Zhou Hai rushed to the shampoo.

The police officers who arrived early had taken the insider to a room.

Chu Menghan pointed to the portrait of the dead B and asked.

“Don’t worry, ask me a few questions, do you know this guy?”

“Well, her name is Liu.”

The girl named Wang Hong said, handing her mobile phone over, the face of the two girls strange photos, sure enough, the other is exactly the same as the portrait of the person.

“When did she disappear?”

The girl remembered and flipped the call record.

"On the second day of the 11th holiday, she had not yet arrived at five o'clock in the afternoon, and the boss asked me to contact her, but the phone didn't open."

“How old is she?”

“Twenty-three.”

Do you know where she lives?

We want to contact her family."

Wang Hong nodded, hesitated a little, and whispered near him.

"There's a copy of our ID card, and the officer can ask him."

I listen to the novel, her hometown is Lu East and West, it seems to be Cao County, but she has not been in contact with the family for many years.

She usually lives in the store.”

Zhou Hai stopped Chu Menghan, who was preparing to end the interview, and asked loudly:

“Does Liu have a regular visitor?”

The girl saw Zhou Hai wearing regular clothes, slightly hesitant, but Chu Menghan gave her a comforting look, and she was no longer entangled in an instant.

"There are a few, mostly small owners of the surrounding shops."

“How many people?”

The girl shook her head.

"I haven't heard of it, after all, these are their own acquaintances, and asking too much makes people feel like they're robbing a business."

Chu Meng nodded his head.

"I understand, but I still hope you can remember that Liu is not the first to be killed in the washing sister, if you are familiar with the crime, you should have a prevention, right?"

Such a word, let the girl named Wang Hong, her face was white for two points, took the paper and pen that Chu Menghan recalled, and wrote several store names and surnames on the paper.

“I know so much, is this a case?”

The sea sighed slightly.

“Yes, the case!

The killer is very targeted, just for women with special services such as washing their hair and feet.

We don’t know who the next one will be.”

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Diluted blood stains: refers to blood stains formed by the mixing of other liquids.

The most common liquid to dilute the blood is water, and the most common way to dilute it is to rinse blood with water or an object that is stained with water.

Under normal conditions, the color of the blood in vitro coagulation or drying becomes dark red or purple, so when the blood is more evenly diluted by other liquids, the diluted blood is generally pale red;

When the dilution is not very uniform, usually due to the thickness of the bloodstain is thick and thin, so the color is sometimes slightly darker than the surrounding color;

When the blood clots are dried and diluted, it often appears to be only a change in the color of the surrounding part of the blood.

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