"Okay, none of you need to lead the way. It's such a big place and it's not like you can't find it." Yan Yishuai took the lead and walked towards the stairs.
Without moving, Director Sun shouted: "Go upstairs to the second door on the right, and take precautions before going in!" Going up couldn't help, so it was better to wait below.
Stepping up the spiral staircase, I smelled a faint smell of blood as soon as I reached the second floor. As I walked into the corridor, the smell seemed to be stronger.
Duan Mo quickly opened the Oxford bag and took out protective clothing, masks, gloves and goggles.
After they were all dressed, Lu Wuchuan pressed the door handle with the key in it and gently pushed the door open.
The moment the door opened, Lu Wuchuan suddenly moved half a step, pushed Duan Mo aside, and winked at Bao Sheng and Yan Yishuai: "You guys come first."
Duanmo cursed something when she heard Yan Yishuai entering the room. She poked Lu Wuchuan's arm: "What's wrong, Captain Lu?"
"It doesn't look good." Lu Wuchuan closed the door, turned around and bent down slightly to whisper in her ear.
The corner of Duanmo's mouth twitched: "He is quite ugly to begin with." He is already a corpse, so what else is there to look good or bad at?
Lu Wuchuan shrugged: "It's even worse now."
"Okay, I'm mentally prepared." Duan Mo said solemnly. As a criminal police officer, how could he be afraid of seeing corpses? Besides, if she turned around and went downstairs now, she would be laughed to death.
Even though she said that, when Lu Wuchuan slowly pushed the door open and her sight was restored, she still couldn't help but frown.
The floor of the room is covered with a thick carpet, a double bed, and bedside tables on both sides. An ultra-thin TV is hung on the wall directly opposite the end of the bed, and a dressing table is placed next to it. There is a small round table in the middle of a pair of leisure sofas under the window.
Against the wall on the other side is a large wardrobe with double doors.
A man with a strange posture was lying on his side on the ground not far from the door. The blood spread from under his body to the edge of the bed, and the amount had soaked into the carpet. A tie was tied around his neck. It was really tight.
The skin around the neck was tied into a tight knot.
That's not the point. What makes people's scalp tingling is this man's face. There are several stab wounds of different depths, and the flesh and blood are blurred, but his eyes are staring hard, and the eyeballs are bulging out of their sockets, as if they will fall out at any time.
There was something white and yellow mixed with blood on the carpet under his belly.
No wonder Yu Chengwei reminded her with that expression, no wonder Director Sun asked them to take precautions first, no wonder Bai Xianxian fainted from fear and went to the hospital.
"Are you okay?" Lu Wuchuan's deep voice came out through the mask.
Duanmo nodded: "It's pretty good." She had seen a lot of corpses this year. Although this one... was a bit ugly, it wouldn't cause her any discomfort.
Yan Yishuai let out a sneer: "If you think it's good, don't be stunned, hurry up, this smells... like a dry toilet."
The smell in the room is not very good. It is not only bloody, but also mixed with sourness, irritation, and stench. As Yan Yishuai said, it is like an old-fashioned dry toilet that has not been cleaned for a long time. Even if it is worn,
Masks cannot completely protect you.
Bao Sheng said nothing, holding a camera and taking a lot of pictures.
After he finished taking the picture, Duanmo followed Lu Wuchuan and squatted next to the body. Only then did he see that a knife was inserted into the back of the body to the left. The blade was missing, leaving only the handle outside.
The face of the corpse had been scratched several times, and the blood was almost all over the face. The mouth was half open, the tip of the tongue was half sticking out, and it was crooked at the corners of the lips. Coupled with the two protruding eyeballs, it was extremely terrifying.
She was wearing a set of silk pajamas with a goose-yellow background. On top was a flamingo standing on one leg and bending its neck. The cuffs and placket were trimmed in light red, echoing the pattern. Unfortunately, it was covered with a lot of blood.
Dip dyeing destroys the original color matching.
Under the half-open clothes, he was stabbed several times in the chest and abdomen. The wound on the abdomen was still leaking thick liquid, and the stench came from there.
"What a hatred this must be!" Duan Mo sighed.
The knife penetrated so deep that his intestines were pierced, which shows how cruel the attack was. Although Feng Yuan is very annoying, when you see his death state, you still feel pity for him.
"Resistance is human instinct, and it will also anger the murderer and make him more cruel." Yan Yishuai helped Bao Sheng hand over the tools and said, "Looking at it like this, it shouldn't take long to die, right?"
Duan Mo raised his head and glanced at him: "How can you tell?"
"The blood hasn't dried yet," Yan Yishuai said.
Lu Wuchuan gently touched the blood on his fingertips: "Judging from the degree of rigor mortis, it will take no less than eight hours."
Rigor mortis appears three hours after death, starting in the eyelids and throat and spreading throughout the body within six to twelve hours.
"Is he sick?" Yan Yishuai poked the blood on the stool at the end of the bed.
"This phenomenon may also occur after using certain drugs." Lu Wuchuan lifted the body to reveal the skin underneath, "Look at these corpse spots."
After a person dies, the blood will stop flowing and slowly concentrate in the lowest part of the body. The skin there will turn pink or red, forming corpse spots. This process usually takes six hours.
The skin beneath the corpse in front of me has formed obvious spots, and the color is darker than pink.
"This..." Duanmo pointed to the handle of the knife on his back, "Is it a fatal injury?"
"Not necessarily." Lu Wuchuan shook his head.
"Isn't this the heart? It's so deep." Below the left shoulder blade, it's almost where the heart is.
"This is it." Lu Wuchuan tapped his finger on the upper right area of the knife handle, "I have done many dissections, but I still can't determine the position of the heart."
Duan Mo muttered dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it always opened from the front, and I never open it from the back."
"If you keep talking back, go back and familiarize yourself with the anatomy diagram of the back and take a test at any time." Lu Wuchuan's stern tone was like a teacher criticizing a student who didn't study seriously.
Yan Yishuai chuckled: "Wuchuan, do you really expect to train Xiao Duan to become a forensic doctor? If you hadn't told me, I would have thought that piece was the heart."
Lu Wuchuan continued his work and said, "This is common sense and you should know it."
Duan Mo raised his eyebrows: "Eh? Captain Lu, do you mean to say that Brother Yan and I are uneducated?"
"That's right, Wu Chuan, I wouldn't have taken you like this." Yan Yishuai rolled his eyes, "If we know everything, why do we need a forensic doctor?"
"There's so much nonsense, let's get to work!"
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Jiang Muyang and Lu Dongming arrived late because they went to investigate other matters. With their participation, the work progress was accelerated. In less than an hour, the corpse truck took Feng Yuan's body away, and the room with the smell of blood was redone.
Lock it.
Going downstairs to the living room, Wei Meng immediately came over and said, "Team Lu, my colleague who went to the hospital called. Although Bai Xianxian is awake, her mental state is very bad. The doctor recommended that she be kept in the hospital for observation."