With the help of this inheritance map in the hands of the Public Security Brigade, this case has finally given some progress, at least in the search for eyewitnesses, there has been a big breakthrough.

The owner of Hongmei's barbershop didn't see him when the corpse thrower appeared, but a young apprentice in his family accidentally saw a stranger when he went out to pour water that day.

It is not surprising that a stranger appears on the same street, but this person appears on the fence street differently.

Nanshan District, Liuzhou City, belongs to the old neighborhood of Liuzhou, and the people living in this place are basically some elderly people, and at least they have lived on this street for almost 30 years and have not left.

The biggest feature is that outsiders rarely come here, because the reconstruction here has not yet begun, the road is very narrow, the two-way lane can only accommodate two cars barely driving side by side, and the road is bumpy and bumpy.

Outsiders will not come here, and some people have even said that no one who goes out of Fence Street will even want to come back.

This statement may be an exaggeration, but it also shows that this is not a very prosperous area, and most of the people who come in and out of this place are people who live in the neighborhood.

As you can see from the map, the route is relatively chaotic, and it may be inconvenient for outsiders to enter and exit.

So when the little apprentice was pouring water in front of the door, he saw a person passing by outside, and he could determine at a glance that this person did not belong here.

A good start, I thought that along this line, I might be able to find more things.

Unexpectedly, this little apprentice only saw a back figure of this person at that time, wearing a black raincoat, and even his head was covered inside, so he couldn't see this person's appearance at all.

After Ding Fan heard this at the time, he even wondered if this little apprentice was lying.

Because within a week, he clearly remembered that there was no rain at all in Liuzhou.

When it's not raining, why would anyone wear a raincoat?

From the eyes of the young apprentice, Ding Fan could also see that he was not lying about this matter.

That means that this person is wearing a raincoat, which is used to cover his appearance!

Other than these, the little apprentice didn't think of anything special about this person, of course, except for height, there was nothing else in Zai.

Originally, Ding Fan had given up his expectations, a height who didn't know whether it was true or false, and a black raincoat, people who met these conditions were almost all over the street.

Even Ding Fan was wearing a raincoat and his back to the little apprentice, he probably couldn't tell if it was that person.

But just before the little apprentice was sent away, he suddenly turned around and said another news to Ding Fan with some uncertainty.

It is said that when I saw this back in front of the door at that time, I seemed to smell a very strong fragrance under my nose!

This fragrance did not match the fence street, so as soon as the smell appeared, he immediately noticed it, and as for whether it was rubbed on this person's body, he couldn't be sure.

Fragrance?

Ding Fan thought about the fragrance for a while, and after thinking about it, this smell is likely to be the smell of a perfume.

People who live in this place on Fence Street are generally busy for their own livelihood, and I'm afraid no one will care about whether there is a fragrance on their bodies, anyway, they have to take a shower twice a day and rinse off the sweat on their bodies.

It is precisely because of this that the appearance of this fragrance will make people feel special and easy to remember.

So who would use perfume on their body?

If Ding Fan thinks about it, the first person to bear the brunt must be a woman.

Just a woman, more than 70 meters tall and sturdy, can she easily throw a bag of seventy or eighty pounds of corpses in the garbage bin?

It's a bit goosebumps all over my body when I think about it, but who would use perfume on a man?

Just when Ding Fan was thinking about these questions and was about to draw a general portrait on his hand, there was a knock on the office door, and an old man who was over the age of sixteen walked in from outside, put his hand on the top of his glasses, and nodded to him with a smile.

This person Ding Fan knew, he had seen it before when he was in the hospital, and this time the corpse patchwork mainly relied on this old gentleman and his students.

This professor's name is Dai Heping, a top professor and expert in the medical school, I heard that he used to be an expert in the hospital, but he was older, so he returned to the school and started teaching.

For this old professor, Ding Fan is very respectful, not to mention anything else, just to say that he took the students to liberate him from the pile of corpses, which is enough for Ding Fan to be grateful.

"Professor Dai, I really didn't expect you to come, you sit down first, I'll pour you a glass of water!" As soon as Ding Fan saw the old professor coming, he hurriedly got up and wanted to pour a glass of water for the old professor with a cup.

After all, it's hot outside, and even if it's not far, it's hot enough.

When Professor Dai came over, the clothes on his body were already glued to his body, and he was sweating!

"No need, you're busy here, I'll leave after I say a few words!" Professor Dai was also a little embarrassed when he saw that Ding Fan was busy making tea and pouring water, and hurriedly opened his mouth to stop him: "I came here to tell you something, and I have to go back there after speaking, the corpse is a little difficult to splic, and I can't stay here for a long time!"

While the two were talking, the water on Ding Fan's side had already been poured and placed in front of Professor Dai.

And as soon as Professor Dai talked about the corpse, Ding Fan subconsciously wanted to reach out and wipe his nose, and couldn't help but be a little funny, it seems that the corpse this time left a psychological shadow on him.

"Tell me, Professor, is there anything wrong with the corpse?"

Regardless of anything else, the matter of the case is the main topic, after pouring the tea, Ding Fan sat in front of Professor Dai and asked humbly.

And Professor Dai had nothing to keep, he reached out and took out a few photos that had just been taken from the bag next to him, put them on the table and said: "I think Director Ding should have seen it, these corpses have been dead for a long time, and they were frozen for a period of time before they were decomposed. ”

Ding Fan did find this before, and even found some corpses from these corpses, but it seems that there is no way to judge the time of death of the corpse from these things.

So Ding Fan didn't particularly care about these, but spent most of his time on the wound marks on the corpse.

"I did see this, when I saw the corpse, I could see it from the weight!" Ding Fan nodded, recalled what he had seen before and said: "The most critical point is that I found on these corpses, the traces left on each corpse are all postmortem injuries, and there is no prenatal injury!"

Ding Fan's statement seemed to be to the point.

Professor Dai immediately took out a photo from his hand and sent it to Ding Fan, pointed to the things on it and said: "Look here, this is when I cleaned up the corpse this morning, I scraped it off the corpse, this thing has two layers, it can be seen clearly from the side with a magnifying glass, it is not the same material, there is a certain interval in the middle, it should be a little interval in time, and then the second layer is painted on it!"

The photo taken by Professor Dai is of a human hand, and there seems to be no problem with the front, but if you look at the position of the incision, the skin is layered, and it is obviously not a layer.

If you hadn't magnified this position with a magnifying glass, I'm afraid that this small detail might have been overlooked.

At least from the beginning, Ding Fan didn't notice this.

"Can you analyze what it is?"

Ding Fan looked at the photo, frowned and was silent for a long time.

And Professor Dai was not idle, and took out two small bags from his pocket, which contained some white and gray powder, and no one knew what it was.

But Ding Fan felt that these two things were probably scraped off the corpse.

"It takes time to test the ingredients of these things, and I've already asked students to send samples back to medical school, and the results should be available early tomorrow morning. Professor Dai seemed to know what Ding Fan's reaction would be early on, and said without any hurry: "But I'm a little guessy, I don't know if you want to listen to me, an old man, say a few words casually!"

At this time, what else did Ding Fan not want to hear, he wanted to hear it too much, but no one told him.

"Actually, I doubt that the bottom layer, which is the one with the gray color of the store, looks a bit like ...... The things used to make up the corpses in the funeral parlor are made of lime, or plaster!"

Before Professor Dai said it, Ding Fan's mind was already thinking about what it was.

It's just that his mind is a little confused, and he hasn't thought about this matter clearly, and suddenly Professor Dai said this, Ding Fan suddenly remembered why he looked at things so familiar before.

In the cave where the old knife lived, there were several corpses in his place, all of which were painted so white on their faces, and there were a little red things on both sides of their faces.

After Professor Dai's reminder, Ding Fan immediately understood what he meant.

These decomposed corpses, I am afraid, were some stolen corpses from the beginning.

Let's not talk about the tossing and turning in the hands of this raincoat-wearer, but the final result is already obvious.

"There's one more thing. Seeing that Ding Fan was silent, Professor Dai thought that he had thought of something uncomfortable, and subconsciously wanted to change the topic in another direction: "I've been piecing together for a while, and I found that these corpses don't seem to be complete, and the corpses have no internal organs, do you know what's going on?"

The fact that the corpse has no internal organs, to be honest, Ding Fan really noticed it before, but he didn't care very much.

At that time, when he was piecing together these corpse pieces, Qin Lu told him that he would first find all the internal organs of the corpse, but he turned over and over again, not to mention the internal organs, and even his eyeballs were gone.

The corpse was left with nothing but bones and flesh, and nothing left.

Originally, I thought that the later investigation would be able to find out all these things, but perhaps the corpse thrower discarded these internal organs.

Until now, all the people who searched for the body outside have been withdrawn, and the internal organs have still not appeared.

It seems that there is something special about the internal organs of these deceased, or this corpse thrower does not want to ask people to find these things at all.