The deceased's name was Lu Tao. He was wearing a school uniform and was obviously a student.
Zhang Yichi thought that he and Lu Tao might be classmates, so he entered the chat software again and checked the group members' information one by one in the class group of Class 8, Grade 2, where he was in. As expected, Lu Tao was among them.
Later, Zhang Yichi downloaded the satellite map app, searched for the location of their school, and found that the middle school was opposite his current community. This once again proved that he rented the house for the convenience of commuting to school.
The guess is correct.
May 6th is a Saturday.
Since they are all students, they all have to go to school on Monday. This is a troublesome point. The task given to him by the mysterious force is to persist for seven days. If he has to go to school the day after tomorrow, Lu Tao's affairs may be exposed soon.
However, this matter was still relatively far away, so he decided to focus all his energy on the present and solve the immediate problems one by one first.
There was a large amount of blood on the ground, and there were splatters to varying degrees on the coffee table and white walls. Before cleaning up the traces of the scene, the body had to be placed first. Zhang Yichi glanced at the troublesome body and walked into the place where the debris was placed.
Small bedroom, hoping to find something that can help him.
A few minutes later, he returned to the living room with two rolls of cling film. One roll of cling film was opened, and the other was unopened. The unopened roll said 45 centimeters wide and 120 meters long.
Yi Chi planned to use this stuff to wrap Lu Tao's body. Although one roll was used a little, it would still be more than 200 meters in total, which was enough.
It is now 7:50, about five and a half hours after Lu Tao died. The body has gradually begun to become stiff, and the skin has turned black due to blood coagulation.
Zhang Yichi was sweating. He wiped it off and took out a long-sleeved shirt from the closet. After putting it on, he wrapped his upper body in plastic wrap, then squatted down and tried to lift Lu Tao's upper body up. This was not easy, Zhang
Yichi used force to lift Lu Tao's upper body about forty-five degrees, then put his knees on Lu Tao's back and began to wrap Lu Tao's upper body with plastic wrap.
The temperature of the corpse is not actually very cold, but Zhang Yichi still feels a strong sense of strangeness. For him, the difference between the living and the dead is more psychological. His hands are trembling slightly.
, and quickly wrapped it with rough techniques. After wrapping it a few times, Lu Tao's face was slightly deformed due to the squeeze. Seeing this, Zhang Yichi pulled more than a dozen paper towels to cover Lu Tao's face, and wrapped it dozens of times.
, now Lu Tao's upper body was wrapped very tightly, and he could not see Lu Tao's appearance at all, which reduced the psychological pressure to a certain extent.
After wrapping up the upper body, Zhang Yichi dragged the body away from the pool of blood and began to wrap the lower body. While wrapping, he took out Lu Tao's mobile phone from his pocket and put it aside. Zhang Yichi continued to work, and finally
The two rolls of plastic wrap were all used up, and Lu Tao was wrapped up into a mummy.
"Huh..." Zhang Yichi stood up and let out a long sigh of relief.
This was both physical work and a test of mental endurance, so after less than twenty minutes of work, he was already sweating profusely. After a few minutes of rest, Zhang Yichi walked into the bathroom and found two rags and a washing machine.
Foot basin, ready to clean up the blood stains.
It was almost eight o'clock, and it was getting dark. Zhang Yichi turned on the lights in the living room, and began to wipe the blood on the floor with a rag. Pot after pot of sewage was poured into the toilet. He used various cleaning fluids to clean up half of the area.
In about an hour, the blood on the tile floor and the coffee table was cleaned up - at least no abnormalities could be seen with the naked eye.
Zhang Yichi had read criminal investigation novels when he was working in the library. He knew that there was a reagent called luminol that could detect very small amounts of blood. No matter how clean he washed it, it would not help. But if there is any direct trace detected by the reagent,
On the day when the evidence was presented, there must be a premise, that is, the police had already suspected him of murder. As long as he could not be suspected of murder by the police, then the police would not have the motive to search his home for any clues.
Throwing the blood-stained rag and the fruit knife that killed Lu Tao into the basin, Zhang Yichi sat on the sofa and began to rest. At this time, the mummy-like corpse of Lu Tao was placed on the right side of the living room, and he was piled at the door of the bathroom.
Tools used to clean up the scene. Everything else was restored to its original state. It would be impossible for a normal person to tell that a murder had occurred here a few hours ago.
However, the blood splattered on the wall cannot be cleaned away.
The walls of this rented house are only covered with putty powder, and the location of the blood splatter is also quite special. It is at the corner from the living room to the kitchen, and the location is relatively high. It is not feasible to cover it up with wallpaper, after all, no one will be in this location.
Putting up wallpaper will make it attract more attention. But if you put wallpaper on the entire home, it is a huge project, and if you buy a lot of wallpaper during this sensitive period, it is very likely that it will be used in the next few days.
noticed by the police.
The method of 'use a shovel or a knife to remove the area where the blood has been spattered bit by bit' was quickly eliminated. The blood was quite deep, and if all the blood was removed, obvious traces would be left.
There is no solution for the blood on the wall for the time being. The only way is to prevent anyone from entering the house until Zhang Yichi finds a way, otherwise he will be exposed immediately.
Zhang Yichi, whose head hurt a little, gave up thinking about the wall problem. He picked up Lu Tao's mobile phone and wanted to check some useful information from Lu Tao's mobile phone. Unfortunately, Lu Tao's mobile phone had a password, so he could not get what he wanted.
After a brief adjustment, Zhang Yichi sorted out the things Lu Tao left at his home.
They are: a pair of high-precision glasses, a schoolbag full of books, and a mobile phone with a password.
These things must also be disposed of. As for Lu Tao's body, even if it is wrapped in a ball, it is still the most troublesome. Would it be too risky to leave it at home? If the police really want to look at his home without any reason,
Lu Tao's body was easily discovered, after all, there was no good hiding spot in his home.
Throw it outside? He still doesn't know what the situation is outside. He only saw the bird's-eye view from the satellite map app. Moreover, the update cycle of the satellite map is slow, so he may not be sure that what he is looking at now was taken a few years ago.
Zhang Yichi took a shower, washed off the blood and sweat on his body, then changed into new clothes, poured a glass of water, and planned to go out later to explore the terrain.
The blood splattered on the wall cannot be solved for the time being, and it is relatively early to start class on Monday. Now understanding the terrain and transporting Lu Tao's body has become the primary issue.
As long as this matter can be arranged properly, Zhang Yichi's pressure can be relieved by more than half.
"Ding dong... ding dong..."
Just as he was making his next plan, the doorbell suddenly rang.