Before he could enter the door, he smelled a foul smell, the stench of a highly decomposed corpse, and despite wearing a mask, Qiao Nan subconsciously put his gloved index finger under his nose.

The flies in the living room flew wildly, flew up from the corpses, and landed on the police officers, and Qiao Nan knew why he had to wear a survey suit?

Natsuki was performing an autopsy on the corpse on the ground, and Qiao Nan began to look at the room. This house is both familiar and strange to Jonan. What happened back then, think about it, it's been ten years?

The owner of the house, Yu Jiazhen, is 52 years old, lives here alone, lost his wife and daughter ten years ago, and fell from the top of his life to the bottom. The things in the house are neatly arranged, and the Sharp LCD TV on the TV bench is as good as new. After the incident, the TV was probably never turned on again.

"Shane told me in her dream that she and her mom were always coming back to see her, so I had to clean it up." Yu Jiazhen's words echoed in his ears. The family likes to be tidy, and even when his wife and daughter died, he didn't forget to clean up. In addition to not liking to talk, it has been so simple for so many years.

Xia Ji immediately threw away the gloves after the autopsy, and then put on two plastic gloves. Qiao Nan seemed to be in a daze, his normally erect back, but now he was slightly carrying it, probably remembering the case ten years ago. He patted Qiao Nan on the shoulder, stood with Qiao Nan, and sighed, "Why don't you go back." ”

"It's okay, how can the captain leave the case alone." Qiao Nan came back to his senses, the expression on his face relaxed, and he tried to squeeze out a smile, and then asked, "Uncle Yu, cough, what's the situation with the corpse?" ”

Xia Ji knew his character, so he didn't persuade him more, and went straight to the topic: "Cut your wrists and commit suicide." The mortis has been relieved and putrefactive blisters have appeared, and the time of death is preliminarily judged to be three days or more. After speaking, I saw a trace of sadness flashing in Qiao Nan's eyes, and the Sichuan character wrinkles formed on his forehead became more obvious.

How could a good person suddenly commit suicide? Qiao Nan and Xia Ji were puzzled.

"Team Joe, come to the kitchen!" Hearing the shout, the two looked at each other, it was the direction of the kitchen, and the two hurriedly walked over.

The technician stands in front of the kitchen door and takes pictures. Qiao Nan and Natsuki walked in, and a fishy smell stronger than the smell of corruption filled the entire kitchen. Xia Ji subconsciously looked at the young technician, and was amazed, and immediately said lightly: "It's a pity that this kid is not a forensic doctor." ”

The refrigerator door had been opened, and there was nothing but cooked meat and bones. At this time, Qiao Nan was squatting on the ground, his eyes focused on the lower door of the refrigerator, a pair of closed eyes. It's a skull that's been frozen into ice. Because it is frozen, the entire skull is intact, and what it looks like is clearly recognizable.

Xia Ji walked over, also squatted on the ground, saw the head, and secretly screamed that it was not good, isn't this who? He immediately looked at Qiao Nan, whose eyes were like torches, as if he was thinking about something in his heart.

Natsuki called a technician to take the head away. Jonan had turned his gaze to the pot on the induction cooker, which was specially designed to make stock. The pot does contain soup, but it's not meat, it's a lot of protein. Xia Ji glanced at the soup, raised his eyebrows, and looked strange, and then said indifferently: "So many maggots, it's been two or three days." ”

Jonan nodded, and began to look at the entire kitchen.

The kitchen is not very large, and the only big appliance is the refrigerator with the head and cooked meat. Kitchen utensils are also neatly arranged, with small bags of red dates and goji berries next to the sink, and big ingredients like star anise hanging above the faucet.

He opened the refrigerator again and looked at it, rummaged through the pot with a spoon, and then said to Xia Ji: "It seems that the meat and bones in the refrigerator have to be identified." Xia Ji also noticed the problem and immediately beckoned a technician to come over.