Chapter 82: The Devil Is in the World

"Once,

Twice,

Three times ......"

"She finally lost sight. ”

But she began to quarrel and scream. ”

"It was so high-pitched, it hurt my ears. ”

"I tried to shut her up, and then I stabbed her in the neck with a knife. ”

"Well, this is it, I took the knife and stabbed it a few times, and the blood came out. ”

"She finally stopped screaming and didn't move, just like the dolls I bought. ”

"Look, it's so good, don't make a fuss, wouldn't it be nice to start like this earlier. ”

"So I tore her clothes and began to admire my booty, and ......"

Smack.

Mother Chen fell down from the chair, she covered her mouth and looked at Yang Guang with a look of disbelief.

They are all surnamed Yang!

What kind of devil is this person, who can actually do this kind of poison to his relatives and a girl!

Fat Wu coughed.

Although he had known the condition of the corpse for a long time, he knew what had happened to the girl before she died.

But at this point, he couldn't listen to it anymore.

"The deceased has traces of being soaked in water, this is when you did it. Wu Fatzi raised another question.

Yes, things haven't been played up to this point.

The girl had been pinched, stabbed, assaulted, and soaked in water.

This kind of soaking, not the kind of soaking thrown into the well, is not right in time.

The medical examiner judged that after the victim's death, the killer threw him into a pool and soaked for a period of time, and then was thrown into a dry well.

It wasn't until after the rain began to accumulate in the well that the decomposition of the corpse accelerated, so that the police passing by could smell the strange smell.

"You said that, I was afraid that she didn't die, so I pressed her in the water and soaked her for a while. ”

It turned out that she really didn't react, and it was determined that she was finally dead. Yang Guang said indifferently.

"That's enough!" Wu Fatzi suddenly let out a loud voice, and Yang Guang continued.

He took a few deep breaths, and it took him a long time before he slowly calmed down.

"It's still the police, and I still have a lot to say. Yang Guang looked at him with a playful expression.

There was a hint of provocation in his eyes.

"Xiao Liu, you take him to identify the crime scene. Wu Fatzi called Xiao Liu, and after a few words, he went out of the house.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would not be able to resist the desire to hit someone.

After coming out of the house, Wu Fatzi let out a long breath, habitually took out a cigarette, and lit it for himself.

There were cries, scolding, accusations, and justifications in the house.

He couldn't resist taking a few more steps and getting a little farther away from this hut.

Looking at the villagers watching from afar, running around, ignorant and ignorant children, Wu Fatzi felt a little dazed.

This is not the first time he has encountered a similar case, nor is it the first time he has experienced it.

He still remembers the first time he was taken by his seniors to investigate a dismemberment case.

Looking at the creepy scene, one didn't hold back and spit it out.

And the seniors who were at the scene at that time were all indifferent, looking accustomed to it.

There were even seniors who prepared plastic bags in advance and handed them directly to Wu Fat when he was about to spit them out.

After the fat man vomited, he also said lightly: "Isn't it good to smoke, just go outside and smoke one." ”

It was from that time that Wu Fatzi had the habit of smoking.

From a few sticks a day at the beginning, to half a pack, one pack, two packs a day......

At the most exaggerated time, he even had to smoke three packs a day, and his voice was hoarse.

Every time he encountered this kind of case, he didn't dare to sleep.

As long as you close your eyes, you can see the eyes of the deceased......

Call.

Fat Wu let out a long breath, and the cigarette in his hand was already half smoked.

Now it is much better than before, and this kind of case in the past could not be dealt with at all.

Even now, the bureau still stores a lot of files left over from the past, all of which are unsolved cases for various reasons.

Wu Fatzi remembered that when his predecessor retired, he once told him.

He has solved many cases in his life, and he has left many cases unsolved.

Some old cases, because of the progress of science and technology, have been solved one by one, and the murderers have been brought to justice.

Many of them are still dusty in the archives.

He didn't expect the later people to be able to solve all those cases, he just hoped that the remaining cases in everyone's hands could be as few as possible.

Solve more cases, and you can catch more murderers.

Although what should not have happened has happened, it can at least give the dead a result and a consolation to the living.

"Justice may be late, but it will never be absent. ”

"Justice that is delayed does not count as justice. ”

"So strictly speaking, the law is not a weapon to do justice. ”

"Its duty is to regulate the social order. ”

"Let the criminals, or the groups who want to commit crimes, know. ”

"If you do something wrong, you will be punished. ”

This is the concept that the senior told Wu Fatzi.

Although Wu Fatzi didn't know whether his concept was right or wrong.

After smoking a cigarette, Fat Wu patted the dust, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something.

", Chuan'er is still in the well!" Fat Wu patted his head, and finally remembered what he had forgotten.

Before, He Chuan said that he was going to go down the well, and he seemed to have found something.

It's just that when he met a criminal halfway and turned himself in, Wu Fatzi could only leave He Chuan and run first to understand the situation.

At this point, the situation is almost understood.

As long as Xiao Liu and the others take the murderer to the scene to identify the scene and sort out the entire case, the rest will be handed over to the court.

Wu Fatzi hurriedly ran in the direction of the dry well.

There was no one on the other side of the dry well anymore.

Everyone already knew what was happening in the village and that the criminals had turned themselves in.

The onlookers all ran to the village to see the excitement, and there was only one policeman left by the well, as well as He Chuan, who was thinking by the well.

"Chuan'er, are you coming up?" Wu Fatzi panted and ran over, because he was running too fast, his throat and eyes were a little burning.

There are already more than 30 people, plus the food is too good now, and there is a lack of intense exercise.

Although I usually go to play basketball, badminton, and sports with everyone.

But after all, it's not as good as when I was younger.

"The culprit has been found, and now he is going to identify the scene, so you don't have to look for it anymore. ”

Fat Wu ran over, supported his knees with both hands, and said breathlessly.

He called He Chuan over, and he didn't expect to help solve the case.

He Chuan's situation is also clear to him, and if he can't make him feel the same way, he will try not to let him feel the same way.

It's good to be a mascot.

With him by his side, Fat Wu felt relieved.

No, it's only been a long time since I brought it over, and the case has been solved by itself, which is much better than asking God to worship Buddha Keling.

He Chuan glanced at him, raised his hand, and revealed a white stick: "You may, some are busy......"