Fang Lubai carefully put the plastic bag on the car in the back, but he didn't expect Saturday to stop him and signal him not to put the bag down.

I saw that she stretched out her hand and pointed downward, signaling Fang Lubai to look down, Fang Lubai also took a look, only to find that the plastic bag seemed to have been strangled by something, and two shallow traces appeared at the lower end.

"What's going on? I didn't see any of these traces just now! Fang Lubai looked at the two traces, and also asked Saturday, about the corpse, she is an expert.

"The blood in it has not coagulated completely, and all the blood is deposited at the bottom of the bag, so you only see a dark red, when you lift the bag with your hand, the plasma is squeezed, so it will run into the gap, these two strangulation marks should have been produced during transportation, something was pressed by the torso in the bag."

Lu Zhu just glanced at it, opened his mouth and said: "That's a bicycle, the back seat of the bicycle is made of several thick wires plated with an antioxidant layer, so the bicycle can sit two people, or carry something in the back, just like that." Lu Zhu stretched out his hand and pointed to the crowd, only to see that several people in the crowd were riding bicycles, some people had plastic bags hanging on the handlebars, and some people tied the bags to the seats behind them with ropes.

"Actually, at first, I wasn't sure, but when I saw the dark red blood scabs inside, I was basically sure that the murderer was a body transferred by bicycle." Lu Zhu pointed to the edge of the bag, only to see that there were no dark red blood scabs as he said, and Saturday also looked at Lu Zhu blankly.

Fang Lubai on the side was careful to find that there were indeed some blood scabs in the pores that were different from those in other places, so he told Saturday about this phenomenon.

Saturday saw the bloody scab in the pores, and also said admiration to Lu Zhu.

"Okay, Saturday, you hurry up and send the corpse to the car, there are ice packs in the car, which can slow down the decomposition of the corpse, since the corpse is already like this, I don't think you need to go to the car to perform an autopsy, right?"

Saturday also shook his head: "The corpse has been destroyed like this, and I won't be able to test any useful results for a while." There are other coroners in the city bureau, so I'd better stay here, maybe I can find some other clues. ”

As soon as Fang Lubai lifted the bag, he heard Wu Wenhui standing in place, not knowing what he was yelling.

"Damn, we won't let you go!" As soon as Wu Wenhui finished speaking, he also threw his mobile phone to the ground on the side with an angry face.

It seems that the actor is calling again! Fang Lubai put the body in the car, and after signaling the policeman who was driving to send it back to the city bureau quickly, he also walked to Wu Wenhui's side, sighed, picked up the mobile phone, and returned it to him.

Wu Wenhui looked like he was more than ten years old at this time, and looked at the team members in front of him with a sad face.

Having gathered so many elites, Wu Wenhui did not come to reminisce, but wanted to arrest the actors. At this time, Wu Wenhui's heart seemed to be holding his breath, and he wanted to breathe out, but his neck was pinched by the actor.

Fang Lubai patted Wu Wenhui's shoulder and signaled him not to force himself to die so much, but Wu Wenhui just shook his head and signaled that he was fine.

"We still have one last comrade in his hands, and that madman doesn't know where he's hiding, and we don't have enough clues in our hands, so we can only cast a net." Wu Wenhui said as he handed over a piece of paper in his hand.

This is all the Buick Regal cars in the six villages around here, there are thirteen in total, and the number of bicycles is not something we can count.

Fang Lubai looked at the hard-won list, and also admired Wu Wenhui's efficiency, so he reasoned according to the location of the discovery of the corpse these times.

"You can take a look at these hills, here ......"

Early in the morning, fourteen pigs and a man were lying on a concrete floor.

Zhao Dawei was lying on the cold concrete floor for some reason at this time, and beside him, the postman was talking to someone on the phone.

"Postman, you're overdoing it, they're near you, if you're exposed......"

Before the voice on the other end finished speaking, the postman impatiently threw the phone aside, and the hard cement ground smashed the phone to pieces, and he didn't care about it, just walked straight to Zhao Dawei.

At this time, Zhao Dawei didn't know that there was a devil standing beside him. Looking at Zhao Dawei, who was unconscious on the ground, the postman also shook his head, and then walked towards the pigsty.

When the pigs in the barn saw the postman come in, they immediately hummed excitedly, but the postman did not hold any feed in his hand, but walked up to a pig and grabbed his two hind legs.

The pig sensed that something was wrong, and struggled desperately with both legs in his hands, but the postman threw it into the barn at the other end. The piggery was relatively small, and he could only barely make the pig turn around, and the postman touched the axe on the side of the wall, and walked in front of the pig with a smile on his face.

The trough in front of it was full of pig food, and it naturally forgot what had just happened, turned around and ate it in that trough. The pig was happily eating the feed in front of him, but he didn't realize that there was a person standing behind him.

The postman raised the axe in his hand, and with a sharp force, the axe went straight to the pig's neck, and with a slight click, the pig's head and body were separated.

The poor pig realized that his body and head had been separated, and he saw that the head had rolled around and hit the edge of the wall, and the body was scurrying about. The postman just kicked the refusing corpse to the ground in frustration. After a while, he dragged his two stout hind legs toward the steel bed.

Fang Lubai and Chang Qingshan were carefully looking at the information of the car owners, but after confirming twice, Fang Lubai did not find a suspect who matched the portrait.

Saturday looked at the two people who were worried, and also leaned his face over: "You two should: It can't be a mistake, right?" ”

I saw Lu Zhu and Fang Lubai shaking their heads at the same time and saying that there would be no mistake, which made Saturday also shrink his head and look at the information in his hand.

Fang Lubai thought for a while, but still didn't find a clue, so he threw the information in his hand on the table, pulled Lu Zhu and said that he was going to visit those car owners.