After the factory reported the case, waiting for the police to investigate the scene, Uncle He had the courage to climb the escalator to clean up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Three bold workers had already gone up to take a look at him, and none of them didn't vomit. But Uncle He grew up in Daxing when he was a child, climbed the pile of dead bodies during the Anti-Japanese War, and collected the corpses during the fight, which is considered a man. Unable to suppress his curiosity, he looked into the brewing vat. The top lid of the brewing tank is quite large, but the diameter of the inside is only about 30 centimeters, and when you look inside from the outside, you can only see a small range.

Inside, in the black liquor, there was a floating corpse, with its back up, wearing the dark blue overalls of the factory. But I don't know why, the overalls became one by one, as if they were torn by something. The flesh on the back of the floating corpse was revealed.

When Uncle He was flooded in the Yongding River in the 60s, he helped to fish out the floating corpses. He had the impression that the longer the floating corpse was soaked in water, the whiter it became, and it became opaque, like spoiled yogurt. But the skin of the corpse in the jar was orange-red, a bit like the skin of a ripe persimmon. Could it be that the color of the dead body soaked in the wine is not the same as that soaked in the water? Uncle He suddenly remembered a big lizard soaked in the bottle of medicinal wine at home, and his stomach twitched violently.

After the police from the Guanpianer Police Station came, the case was directly reported to the substation. Da Jiang received the task the next morning, and took Xiao Zhao, Xiao Wu and Xiao Du, the comrades from the technical department, and the forensic doctor sent by the city bureau to the scene. When he arrived at the scene, Oe realized the complexity of the case.

It took four hours for the comrades of the Criminal Investigation Department of the sub-bureau to get the dead body out yesterday evening and stop it by the wall. Lao Xue, who was in charge of the scene, didn't eat twice. Lao Xue told Da Jiang that the caliber of the brewing tank was too small for people to figure out, and he once suspected that the brewing tank had another mechanism, but was decisively denied by your big neck.

The Germans are meticulous and thoughtful. Li Da Neck told Lao Xue that when designing this kind of tank, the German designer had taken into account the possibility of danger, so the caliber of the inner wall of the top cover was designed to be very small, after all, after the brewing was completed, the moment the top cover was opened, the strong fermentation smell was not something that ordinary people could bear. With this caliber design, it is impossible for people to fall into it, even if the Oriental people are thinner and smaller, they can't get in if they try to stuff it, unless they break all the ribs and smash the pelvis.

Oe deliberately didn't eat breakfast and went to look at the corpse. This corpse looks to be about 1.6 meters, and considering that it has been soaked for a long time, the actual height is even shorter. But the man's face was completely swollen and rotten to a great extent, and it was impossible to see his appearance at all. But the deceased looked like a man, with a thick beard and heavier body hair than the average person, but perhaps because he had been soaked in the wine for a long time, his hair fell off one by one. Although wearing overalls, Oe noticed a special detail that the deceased was not wearing any underwear. Could it be that he was running around the factory naked, wearing only a coat?

Because the drowned man was unrecognizable, no one in the factory could identify the dead man. Dajiang arranged for Xiao Wu to investigate among the factory workers. Wuhuan Beer's old factory outside Guang'anmen now has only more than 500 employees, unlike the new factory in Huairou, where there are more than 3,000 workers. Xiao Wu spent an afternoon to complete the investigation, the workers of the old factory were all there, and only one worker in his thirties went to his hometown in Langfang on the weekend, but this person was 1.75 meters tall, and he was definitely not a deceased.

Dajiang arranged for Xiao Wu to set off to Huairou overnight to investigate whether there were any missing workers in the new factory, but he had a faint feeling in his heart that the deceased was probably not a worker in the factory, but just a work clothes. Then the possibility of a work accident can be basically ruled out. And how could an outside person run into the factory naked?

Xiao Zhao is a character who doesn't keep his mouth shut, and after turning around, he poured out all his thoughts. In Xiao Zhao's view, the deceased must have been killed outside the factory, and in order to create difficulties for the police, the murderer took off all the clothes of the deceased and wrapped him in a factory overalls. The killer stuffed the body into the brewing tank, apparently so that the police could not identify it, and the killer must have known that a corpse soaked in fermenting beer would have a better rotting effect than water.

Most of Dajiang still agrees with Xiao Zhao's analysis, but he feels that the speculation made without in-depth investigation is a bit hasty, and from a common sense analysis, the murderer removes the deceased to make clothes, which is to hide his identity. There are options for sinking rivers and burying the earth and burning them, so why bother to get the corpses into the brewing tanks?

He was able to get people into the factory and prove that he was very familiar with the brewery, so it was impossible not to know that the fermentation cycle was only a few dozen days, and the corpse would be found after a few dozen days. Moreover, from the formulation to the implementation of his plan to hide the corpse, it can be said that it was seamless, and the gods and ghosts did not know, but how could he finally forget to close the top cover tightly and let the corpse be discovered prematurely? Oe faintly felt in his heart that something was wrong, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

But soon, forensic doctor Lao Luo's preliminary examination of the corpse gave Dajiang a deeper understanding of the bizarre extent of the case.

Lao Luo is an expert specially sent by the city bureau, and this person Dajiang has met a few times, but he has not had any in-depth contact. But this doesn't mean that Da Jiang doesn't know him, because Lao Luo is too famous in the public security system.

Lao Luo had already reached the age of retirement, and Director Han of the Municipal Bureau personally talked to Lao Luo last year, and left him to work for another two years, which is a relatively fashionable re-employment nowadays, making Lao Luo the oldest police officer in the system. More than half of the forensic doctors in the public security system in Beijing and even in North China were brought out by Lao Luo, which can be said to be all over the world.

Lao Luo is a well-known workaholic in the system, and a first-class expert, his temper is naturally bigger, and he is also strict, and his students are said to have never seen him smile, so he has a nickname called Luo Facial Paralysis. Of course, Dae knows the true origin of Lao Luo's nickname.

Da Jiang actually really admires Lao Luo, and even worships it a little. After all, the work of forensic medicine is the most difficult job in the world in Dajiang's opinion. In his more than 20 years of criminal police career, he has seen what kind of corpse and what kind of death he has seen. Sometimes, however, when you encounter a dismembered, soaked, or highly decomposed corpse, you will still feel nauseous, sick to your stomach, and you will not be able to eat for several days. But Lao Luo, not only fiddling with his own hands, but also dissecting, slicing, and analyzing, what kind of corpse Lao Luo does not change his face, and he works freely. Once when Da Jiang was in the dissection room of the city bureau, he saw Lao Luo facing a rotting corpse, eating lunch with a lunch box, and his eyes never left the corpse. What a strong will, what a hard-hearted self-control. Da Jiang knew that the nickname of Luo's facial paralysis actually referred to Lao Luo's ability to face any kind of corpse with the same expression.

But this time, Dajiang found that Lao Luo's brows were wrinkled more and more tightly in front of the wet corpse on the ground, and he was about to be screwed together, and even his right hand with plastic gloves trembled slightly.

Da Jiang took the time to drag Lao Luo out of the workshop filled with the smell of corpses, and the two of them squatted under the wall of the rising sun and smoked. Lao Luo seemed to enjoy the fragrance of tobacco, and smiled at Dajiang rarely.

Taking advantage of his smoking, Lao Luo told Da Jiang that he had been a forensic doctor for so many years, and this corpse was the most evil he had ever encountered. Lao Luo thought that the corpse must have been broken and stuffed into the wine tank, but the strange thing is that after a preliminary inspection just now, the ribs of the corpse turned out to be intact, but Lao Luo pressed it and found that the ribs were very different from normal people. The ribs of a normal person are organs of protection, one end is connected to the spine, and the other side is ring-shaped, fixing the chest cavity, and it will not move at all. But the ribs of the deceased, pressed with his hand, did not seem to be broken, but slid into the ribcage, as if they were not connected to the spine.

The clavicle of the corpse is also movable, but the pelvic bone seems to be fractured, and Lao Luo believes that the traces of this fracture should be caused by the police pulling the corpse out with too much force, which is a new injury.

Also, judging from the situation of the deceased's pleural effusion, Lao Luo believes that the deceased was not dead before being stuffed into the wine tank, at most he was only in a coma, and he was awake and struggled in the wine tank, causing a large amount of water in the lungs. And if a dead person is stuffed into it, because no longer breathing, there will not be so much water in the chest cavity.

Lao Luo's statement shocked Da Jiang, but how could a living person be stuffed into such a small can? Even a five- or six-year-old child may not be able to get into it. Lao Luo saw that Dajiang's face was full of suspicion, and added that this corpse did not have any traumatic wounds on its body, only a few very small pinholes on the front chest and left upper arm, but they were not pierced straight in, but they looked like traces left by pins.

The color of the corpse, his thick body hair, and the massive loss of the skin on the surface of his hands were the first times he, an old forensic doctor, had seen them. Lao Luo stood up, regained his grim expression, and finally told Da Jiang, "The corpse needs to be brought back for a careful dissection before a conclusion can be drawn, but I'm afraid you are busy with this case." ”

Da Jiang accompanied Lao Luo to get up, in Beijing in early spring, as soon as the sun was slanting in the west, the temperature immediately dropped, Da Jiang couldn't help but shiver, the cold wind continued to pour in from the collar and cuffs, and the entire back of Da Jiang was cold.

(Therefore, the benevolent are in power and the benevolent people come, and the righteous are in the court and the righteous are coming.) It is because there are many warriors in the gate of Mozi, there are many morals in the gate of Zhongni, there are many virtuous people in the dynasty of King Wen, and there are many unknown in the court of King Qin. Therefore the good will come to the master, and the evil will come. The husband does not do good and evil in vain, and the good and evil do not indiscriminately, and the only thing that he desires is what he will do. --Lu Jia's "New Language")