Chapter 77

On the night after Song Wen moved into Lu Si's home, after dinner, Song Wen's mobile phone rang.

There are millions of people in this southern city. There are always people born and people dying. It's normal to have a case, but the leisure time without a case makes people feel abnormal.

After answering the phone, Song Wen cleanly packed up his things and took the landing Secretary to get ready to go out of the scene. Lu Siyu thinks about it for a while. He goes upstairs and takes his glasses, pens and notebooks. When Xiao Lang sees that two people suddenly pack up their things, he gets excited and jumps at Song Wen.

"It's not like a wound..." Lin xiuran also stretched out his hand. He could clearly feel that part of the skin was different from other places, but there was no blood or penetration.

"Abdomen There seems to be a wound Lu Si Yu said and touched the place with his fingers. Although the skin had been eroded, it could still be seen that the skin there was different from other places. There was an obvious fold. He touched it, and then he said, the touch was completely different from the wound.

The time of death of a corpse is one of the important clues to detect a case, but such a dry corpse undoubtedly makes it very difficult to infer the time of death.

Lin xiuran quickly regained his composure and pressed his hand on a suspected knife wound on his chest. "It may be the muscle deformation caused by the corrosion of facial muscles. He was a young man, about 25 years old. The cause of death was suspected to be stabbed to death in the chest. The time of death was due to the erosion of chemicals. It's hard to judge." At this point, he pressed the muscle on the corpse again with his hand. "Conservatively, it's been at least a few months. This corner is remote, so it has not been found

In the middle of the night, a dry body suddenly appeared in an open factory building, and it was still smiling. This scene is very strange and makes people shiver.

Lu Siyu and Lin xiuran had been out of the scene several times. He didn't know what made the old forensic doctor feel strange. He followed Lin xiuran's eyes to see that the corpse's face had dried up and his eyes were closed, but he could see that the corner of his mouth was up and he seemed to be smiling. He had seen all kinds of expressions of corpses, most of them were horrible and painful, few of them were smiling.

Lin xiuran is to suddenly eyebrow a wrinkly, low scold a: "damned."

Lin xiuran also looked down at the terrible corpse, and without changing his face, he probed the head of the corpse with his gloved hand. The white powder on the corpse fell and finally showed his face.

Lu Si language looked at it, but he was able to preliminarily identify that it was a male victim. Judging from the skeleton, the victim is not low and is about 1.8 meters tall.

Most of the lights had been gathered here, but the light was still not very bright. Lu Siyu pulled the mask up and looked down at the body carefully. So it's hard to call that thing "human.". The body's face and trunk were corroded, the body's water was sucked dry, the thighs shrunk to a third of the thickness of normal people, has become a mummy.

At this time, the corpse has been pulled out by the first police, inevitably stained with a lot of white powder.

The corpse was hidden in one of the holes where chemicals were stored. The hole was three meters square and about one meter five deep. It was covered with white chemical powder about half a meter thick, which looked like a pool of snow.

Over the years, although the equipment in this factory has been sold short for a long time, there are still a lot of chemicals left. There are several huge pools filled with powder like things. When you come near, you can smell a faint lingering smell of chemicals, but there is no smell of corpses.

Today, Lin xiuran, a forensic doctor, came here. He used to use Lu Si language as a forensic doctor for a long time.

On the other side of the factory, Lu Siyu has found Lin xiuran and takes gloves and masks from him.

Song Wen pointed to Fu Linjiang and said, "you wait for the material evidence to see things, then go back to the bureau with him, make the record, and you can go back."

Song Wen listened to them tell the story once again. The fat man of the three looked at the material evidence and looked at the equipment they put aside. He nervously called out: "my bass is new. Don't damage it. Alas, I'm You can take it, right? You're not going to confiscate everything, are you? It's embezzlement. "

The girl recalled: "it was almost March. We wanted to participate in the music festival in May. We rehearsed elsewhere. We were complained several times, and then we found it here. After the music festival, we thought it was a quiet place, so we continued to use it."

"When did you start using this as a rehearsal ground?" Song Wen asked again.

After hearing this, the girl lowered her head: "I found it when I was picking up the ball. In the pit over there, as soon as I looked for the ball, I pulled out my hand. It was as thin as a mummy. I was scared to death at that time..." She still feels a little nervous when she recalls the picture.

Song Wen pointed to their hands: "lovers are wearing rings." Then he appeased the two young people, "it's not the people you killed. I'll let you go later. Let's talk about the process of your discovery."

The boy was a little surprised and asked Song Wen, "how do you know...""Badminton is too light to play that far." Song Wen couldn't hear it, coughed: "don't quarrel, you are lovers. It's unnecessary to push this little thing around."

The girl didn't react for a moment, and she widened her eyes and asked, "why?"

"What are you arguing about?" The young man who didn't smoke turned back and said to her, "it's not you. You have to play tennis. If you played badminton, it would not have happened long ago!"

"It's all your business..." The girl glared at him and said, "my mother told me to go home before 10 o'clock today. If I can't go back, I can't spare you."

The young man was used to the waves here. At this time, he turned his mouth and put the cigarette between his fingers: "officer, what time can we go home? It's past eight. But we didn't report anything to the police. " Then he sighed and said, "I knew it was so troublesome..." There is a lot of regret in the speech.

Those people are very young, three men and one woman, dressed avant-garde, maverick. The man at the head is wearing an earring. He draws a cigarette from his pocket and wants to light it. Song Wen says, "this is the crime scene!"

When Fu Linjiang saw Song Wen coming, he put his pen in his chest pocket and pointed to some young humanitarians who were squatting or sitting on one side: "it's just the bodies they found. They said they found them when they were tired of rehearsing, playing tennis and picking up the ball."

It's so empty here for a long time, and there is a faint smell of sulfuric acid in the air. Fortunately, the factory has been ventilating everywhere, so it's not hard to smoke people.

Lu Siyu looks at it and frowns slightly. The scene is badly damaged. I'm afraid those young people have long regarded it as their second home.

Song Wen looked around and joked: "those young people are very brave. If you shoot a zombie film in this place, you don't need to set up a scene."

There are no windows in the factory for a long time. Graffiti has been painted on the walls around. It is estimated that it is rarely cleaned here. There are not only cigarette butts on the ground, but also beer cans, all kinds of snacks packaging. There are some musical instruments in the corner of the warehouse, and there are two simple tents beside it, which has a strong sense of waste soil.

This place has been deserted for a long time, but the band who came here to sing has pulled the line for the convenience of connecting the electric guitar. At this time, a few searchlights are playing in the black workshop where they usually do underground concerts. Although the strong light can't illuminate the whole factory building, it is enough to let people see the surrounding conditions clearly.

It's eight o'clock in the evening. It's completely dark. The heat of the day has dissipated. The old factory is a natural summer resort. As soon as Lu Siyu goes in, he feels a cold wind blowing.

When Song Wen and Lu Siyu arrive, Lin xiuran and Fu Linjiang are inside. Several police cars are parked outside the factory building. Song Wen lifts the blockade and walks in to greet the first few people.

Lu Si language this just eh a, obediently follow Song Wen.

Lu Siyu stood up for a moment in front of the dark factory building. Song Wendao said, "let's go. Let's make a quick decision. We can go back to sleep at night."

The main workshop of the waste chemical plant is tall and open, and the internal structure can form a natural reverberation. Later, I was found by some underground bands somehow. There is no residential building near this place. No one will pay attention to you even after singing for a long time. Later, the place gradually became a gathering place for young people. Song Wen looked at it and said, "without those bands, this is a good place to kill people and hide corpses."

Song Wendao: "the underground band practicing here. This place is a paradise for the youth. "

Lu Siyu asked, "who called the police?"

Song Wen parked Lu Siyu's car next to other police cars. He could hear all kinds of insects from a distance. When he locked the car, he sighed: "it has to be said that the shutdown of these factories still works. When I was a child, my grandmother lived near here. At that time, I couldn't see the stars at night, but now I can see the lights at least."

At about 8 p.m., the sky in this area is dark, dark blue, quiet and deep, and several stars can be seen above.

The workers were laid off and the equipment was sold, but this piece was not demolished, leaving several empty factories. Even if the construction of the city is more complete, there will always be some such places, like scabs in the city.

The factory was built 20 years ago. It's a medium-sized chemical plant called Qinghe Nanhua. The river next to it was originally called Qinghe, so the chemical plant got its name. However, in those decades of rapid development, Nanhua continued to discharge sewage into the river, making Qinghe unworthy of its name. Later, because of the serious pollution, aging equipment and the shortage of income, the factory stopped production a few years ago.

The body was found in an old chemical factory outside the west of the city. It took about 40 minutes to get to the scene.

Song Wen pretended that he didn't recognize the irony. He thought about it and said, "in terms of my previous experience with animals, it's already very harmonious."

Lu Siyu looked at Song Wen and his dog, and a faint smile came from the corner of his mouth: "it hasn't been two days, but you are quite familiar with it."

Is that too realistic? Song Wen pointed to the dog and said, "little white eyed wolf, if you have the ability, don't come to me next time."The dog seemed to understand Song Wen's words. With a groan, he turned his eyes and turned back to the kennel with a look of disgust. He wagged his tail twice like a demonstration.

Song Wen touched wolf's dog's head: "we can't take you tonight. We can't bring our own police dog for business."

Lu Siyu pondered for a while and judged: "maybe it's an old wound."

Lin xiuran agreed with this inference, but he said strictly: "it's possible. When I go back to the autopsy, I'll focus on here."

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