"Buzz buzz..."

Flies were flying all over the sky around the corpse, and many of them swooped at Qi Yi and the others. The faces of several policemen turned green.

There were several crows standing on the corpse, lowering their heads and pecking at the carrion in the abdomen. Occasionally they would also eat a few flies and a few maggots.

The weather in Shanjiang is hot and humid. In this environment, the corpse is already in an extremely high state of decay. The skin is ulcerated in many places, and a foul-smelling green rot oozes out. The body is covered with black flies and white maggots.

Rats even entered and exited through several festering bloody holes on his stomach.

Under the body was a large pool of dried and black blood, with sporadic white or green, large or small mold spots growing on it.

Such a spicy scene was rare in Qi Yi's forensic career.

Qi Yi put on his mask and gloves expressionlessly and walked towards the corpse step by step. He stopped outside the pool of blood and knelt down to observe carefully.

A pool of dried blood is actually an ideal mark-bearing material, leaving a lot of marks on it.

Qi Yi looked around carefully and found that they were all left by rats and other animals, as well as a small amount of animal hair, feces, maggot shells and crow feathers.

After taking the photo, Qi Yi took out the tweezers and carefully collected the maggot shells and other examination materials in this small area. He also twisted a small piece of black blood, rubbed it twice with his fingertips, and popped it into the bottle filled with physiological saline.

In test tube.

He raised his head to look at the corpse, suppressing the urge to see if the corpse was a fake and working silently.

The victim had been dead for too long, and the scene was in a mess, which would not be cleared away for a while.

Mao Ning'an also quickly went to the scene and started investigating the surrounding areas.

Lao Chi and other investigators, picture scouts, etc. were also sent out one by one by Ji Chengpeng after viewing the scene. They visited and monitored when they should.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Yi's peripheral work was finally completed. He stretched out, shook his hands and feet, and after soothing the soreness in his body, he finally walked to the body.

He found that looking from this angle, he could just see the alleyway where he was blocked by three gangsters that day. In other words, at that time, the impostors might be here observing his every move?

Qi Yi withdrew his gaze and carefully inspected the body.

Just as the police at the police station said, the corpse's neck had been circumcised near the collarbone, and the entire face and scalp, including a thin layer of uneven muscle, had been completely peeled off, leaving only a bare

His head was covered with white maggots.

Qi Yi took some maggots and maggot shells, observed the color, measured the length and hardness, and put them into new test tubes. He then pushed the remaining maggots aside, revealing the black and red heads under the fat maggots, which were already decayed.

The muscles were dehydrated and hardened, and even the white bones were exposed in many places.

The deceased's eyes were gray and the corneas were completely cloudy. They looked very hideous and terrifying, to the point where they could give people nightmares.

Qi Yi opened his mouth and took a few glances, then lifted up the deceased's clothes, squeezed the body's hands and feet, and moved the joints. He quickly concluded that the victim died of hemorrhagic shock, and the fatal injuries were three nearly parallel wounds on the neck.

The sharp incision was deep enough to reach the bone, severing the trachea, esophagus and carotid artery. The time of death was about four to five days ago.

There were no obvious resistance or restraint injuries on the deceased. It was obvious that when he was killed, he was either caught off guard and had no time to react, or he had lost consciousness and had no chance to struggle and resist.

A more precise conclusion can only be drawn by taking it back and using laboratory methods.

Such an injury was enough to kill him with one blow. Even if the deceased suffered such severe trauma in the operating room of the hospital, there would be almost no chance of being rescued.

After the examination, Qi Yi's eyes fell back on the deceased's clothes and the three incision wounds running diagonally from the upper left to the lower right on the neck, and he could not return to his senses for a long time.

The suit of skin worn by the deceased was relatively ordinary. Although it matched the suit worn by the impostor in Qi Yi's impression, it was impossible to determine whether it was a matching suit.

However, after measurements, the deceased's height and body characteristics were very close to his. He was also wearing the same clothes as the counterfeit that day, and he died in the building on the west side of the alley where the counterfeit disappeared. With so many conditions combined, Qi Yi didn't believe it.

Coincidentally, it is almost certain that the person who died is the impostor.

The key is the injury on his neck.

It reminded Qi Yi of the first time he was attacked at Lao Chi's house. The injuries caused by Guiying on his shoulders were the same, except that the wounds on his body only cut the surface of the skin, which was much shallower than this.

Shadow killed the impostor?

Why?

Aren't they accomplices? Isn't the counterfeit the master of Juiying? Has he suffered backlash? Juiying failed to harm Qi Yi, so he counterattacked and killed the impostor?

Moreover, the lethality of the Shadow is indeed terrifying. If it wanted to kill Qi Yi, Qi Yi would have died long ago.

Thinking of this, Qi Yi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was terrified.

Noticing something strange about him, Ji Chengpeng walked to the edge of the pool of blood and asked, "What's wrong? Did you find anything?"

Qi Yi raised his head, revealing a pale face: "The deceased... seems to be a counterfeit."

"What?" Ji Chengpeng was shocked: "Are you sure?"

Qi Yi nodded: "It's almost the same."

Ji Chengpeng took out his mobile phone: "I will call Detachment Wang immediately."

More than ten minutes later, detachment Wang rushed to the scene. After questioning, they stared at the body and fell into deep thought. After a while, detachment Wang asked: "Is it possible that he faked his death and escaped?"

Detachment Wang really got to the point when he asked, and this possibility cannot be ruled out. This may be the reason why the deceased's face was deprived of his face, and it can also explain why he was killed by the ghost.

After going through the entire series of cases after the body theft case in his mind, Qi Yi said: "We happen to have the counterfeit DNA in our hands. If we take the body back and take a sample for identification, we will know if it is him."

"What if Wang Zangfeng's hair was specially left by a counterfeit?" said Lao Chi, who returned after hearing the news.

The detectives were silent. This question was a bit awkward, but it seemed that this possibility could not be ruled out.

Qi Yi was the first to deny: "Probably not. DNA cannot be detected in the vast majority of the hair left at the scene. If it was left deliberately to confuse us at the critical moment, the proportion should be much higher.

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Mao Ning'an also said: "Furthermore, the number of hair and other inspection materials we extracted is not large, and the location where the hair is obtained is mostly in gaps and other dead corners, which is very random. I also think that the possibility of artificial scattering is relatively small.

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Being denied one after another, Lao Chi didn't take it seriously. He knew what level he was good at, and it was normal for him to guess wrong. He said: "Is that an internal strife? Or is it that Guiying and the impostor are not the same group?

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"I don't know." Qi Yi was not sure now.

Detachment Wang didn’t want to make meaningless guesses without clues: “Old Mao, what did you find over there?”

"Nothing has been gained yet, I plan to check again," Mao Ning'an said: "Very few people came up to the rooftop, and a lot of dust fell, so it must have carried a lot of traces."

At this time, Qi Yi turned back to look at the body, then looked around the scene and said, "My on-site investigation has been basically completed. If possible, I would like to take the body back to the detachment first."
Chapter completed!