Wang Tingfei's arrival broke the silence here: "Team Yang, are you still thirsty?" I poured you another cup of tea. She was holding a steaming cup of tea in her hand.

"Thirsty, come, give it to me, thank you." Yang Mu unceremoniously took the teacup: "You don't know, I didn't even drink saliva this morning, I ran around non-stop, this Zhao Chengyu has houses everywhere in the city, just to collect her information, I ran four villas......"

The more tricky the case, the more challenging Ling Feng felt, and after throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand, he stood up: "You drink slowly, I'll go first to see what clues the deceased left us about the murderer." ”

Yang Mu also stood up with the teacup: "I'll go with you, I'll see that it won't get in your way while drinking." ”

Ling Fengjian frowned, and glanced at the teacup in Yang Mu's hand: "Do you want to slowly taste my fine Biluochun while looking at a pile of minced meat and smelling blood?" ”

"Ugh!" When Ling Feng said this, Yang Mu was stunned on the spot.

"Hahahaha......" Looking at the embarrassed Yang Mu, Zheng Wenxing suddenly burst into laughter.

Even Wang Tingfei and Sun Chirui couldn't help laughing.

After everyone else entered the dissection room, only Yang Mu was left outside, and he looked at the teacup in his hand: "Grandma, can this stump me?" After speaking, he picked up the teacup, drank all the sips of water and tea leaves, put the teacup on the windowsill, wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth, and walked into the dissection room.

Outside the dissecting room, there was a lot of sunshine and fresh air. As soon as you enter the dissection room, you will feel cold, and there is always a strong smell of blood in the air, even if you turn on the exhaust fan, this smell will not be well relieved.

Ling Feng put on a new pair of gloves and came to the corpse, and after looking at the corpse's head for a while, he picked up a knife and began to shave the corpse's hair.

The deceased Zhao Chengyu had long hair, because the flesh and blood on his face were blurred, and the blood flowed in his hair, making the hair messily stick to his ears and neck.

In order not to destroy all the scars, Ling Feng was very careful in shaving the corpse, and the process was relatively long.

After a painstaking shaving and washing, the corpse revealed its entire bare head, and all the scars became more visible.

Ling Feng shook the corpse's head slightly, looking at the thin line mark on his neck that was glowing with jet black.

"It's so thin, is it a thread?" Zheng Wenxing's mind suddenly imagined all kinds of lines.

"It's not a thread, it's a wire." Ling Feng denied Zheng Wenxing's statement: "There is a clear life reaction around the lock hook on the neck of the deceased, indicating that the deceased has struggled. Bleeding in the subcutaneous tissue...... There are traces of steel wire crossing on the throat bone, which indicates that the murderer wrapped the steel wire from the back of the deceased's neck to the front, strangled the deceased, prevented the air from entering, and only began to slash the deceased's face after the deceased had no strength to resist. ”

Wang Tingfei quickly recorded every word Ling Feng said, and the others also listened to Ling Feng's analysis quietly. Every word and analysis of his life plays a vital role in solving the case, so no one dares to disturb his dissection and judgment.

After examining the corpse's neck, and then up was the face, Ling Feng used a hemostat to gently piece together the face that did not have any intact skin. In the face of such a face like minced meat, no matter how hard you fight, it will be useless. Ling Feng had no choice but to give up the patchwork and begin to sort out the facial scars of the corpse.

"The deceased's face was repeatedly slashed, resulting in multiple overlapping wounds, causing the skin and other soft tissues to form serious contusions...... "After Ling Feng slowly brushed off the minced flesh and bone chips and washed away the bloodstains, it was obvious that the strips were unevenly spaced and the strength was different. Each wound penetrates deep into the facial bone and is thin and deep, only slightly longer than a finger.

Strangely, there were some thin strips on the chin of the corpse that resembled marks of whipping, and Ling Feng stared at these thin strips for a long time, but he didn't understand how they were formed.

"What kind of murder weapon is this? So small and so sharp! "Even if Yang Mu has been handling the case for many years, he can't see what tools the deceased was killed by.

Even Ling Feng couldn't answer this question: "The blade is long and short, the blade is thin and sharp, and it can still be slashed with such force, I have never seen such a tool." But one thing is for sure, this tool has a narrow blade surface and a thick back. Otherwise, with such a thin degree, a few slight cuts will break the knife. ”

"How can there be such a knife?" Zheng Wenxing couldn't combine what Ling Feng said into a knife at all.

"There's only one possibility." As soon as Yang Mu's words fell, everyone looked at him in unison: "That's a self-made tool, I've seen a lot of improved crime tools." ”

Hearing this, Ling Feng frowned: "It makes sense, the murderer strangled the neck of the deceased with a steel wire, and then slashed the deceased's face with a knife, it is precisely because this wire and this knife are on the same tool, so when slashing, the wire connected to the knife will keep pumping the deceased's face, just because the face is chopped, it is impossible to see the traces of this whipping, but there are such traces on the chin." ”

Being explained by Ling Feng like this, everyone suddenly realized, but what kind of knife is this? No one can imagine what such a knife would look like.

"This murderer can't be a repeat offender, right? How can you carry a knife on your back at all times? ”

"I don't think so." Yang Mu pondered for a moment and denied this statement.

"There is no such brutal method in the recent case, let alone a repeat offender who is unlikely to leave so many clues."

"But what's the matter with this murder weapon? According to what Fengzi said, such a weapon should be easy to break if you don't pay attention to the force a little, and it is not a habitual offense, how can it be so accurate to use. Sun Chirui agrees with the other party's statement that he is a habitual offender.

Sun Chirui's words reminded Ling Feng of something, and Ling Feng's eyes returned to the traces of the deceased's wounds.

A few people in the venue saw Ling Feng like this and stopped discussing, and the entire space fell silent in an instant, for fear that something would interrupt Ling Feng's investigation.

"This is not normal, the wounds caused by the murder weapon are very smooth." Ling Feng looked at the marks on the wound and frowned.

"Generally, use a knife to cut the part that is closest to the palm of the hand, assuming that there is a specially improved murder weapon in the murder weapon market, if you want to cause such a result, then the position where the other party will take the murder weapon will be here......"

Ling Feng casually picked up a scalpel and put his hand on the back of the knife in the middle part of the blade.

"I see, is it stressed? This makes sense why the murderer's murder weapon was thin when he committed the murder, but it was not broken after so many blows. ”