Mussen rested for a moment in his office outside the forensic autopsy room, but it was simply to close his eyes and recuperate, because his mind was full of the ruined building and the four horrific corpses. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When it was dawn, the weather was still a little cold. Nestled on the couch in his office, Mu Sen sniffed, wrapped himself in clothes, and glanced at his watch, it was already 7:40 in the morning. Mo Ziqi hadn't come out yet, so he must have wasted all his time on the burned corpse.

Although Captain Wu has basically determined the identity of the deceased, he still needs DNA comparison after all, so Mo Zitong and the other forensic doctors are not easy, and in the early stage of solving the case, he is the most tired.

Mu Sen stood up and moved his numb hands and feet, and then decided not to wait for Mo Zidi, and then went to investigate the vicinity of the abandoned building. Either way, he's going to have to figure out what those four hooligans have to do with that building.

However, as soon as he walked out of the office, he saw Mo Ziqi walking out of the dissection room with a tired face.

Mu Sen suddenly became energetic, he hurriedly walked over and said with concern: "It's hard, it's hard, I really didn't expect you to be busy all night......"

Mo Zitong lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Sen, sneered and replied, "You didn't expect that? You should know very well, right? ”

Mu Sen laughed and said, "Look at you, you really don't save face at all, why do you have to say it." Come on, drink water first, and get a good rest. ”

When he came to the office where Mu Sen stayed just now, Mo Zitong sat on the sofa and rubbed his forehead tiredly, and it could be seen that he was really tired.

Originally, I was very anxious to ask about the results of the autopsy, but seeing Mo Zidi like this now, Mu Sen still swallowed the words that had already reached his mouth. silently made a cup of tea for Mo Zitong.

However, with the tacit understanding between them and years of understanding, even if Mu Sen didn't speak, Mo Zitong still raised his head and asked, "Are you in a hurry?" The time spent this night was not wasted, and I finally found some information. ”

"Oh? That...... If you're not tired, just tell me about it. Mu Sen tried his best to control his urge to ask Mo Ziqi to speak out immediately.

Mo Zitong took a sip of the hot tea poured by Mu Sen, and then said slowly: "The four deceased knew each other, and the food residues in their stomachs were the same, proving that they should have eaten together before they died. But the one who burned him was a little different. His lungs were congested and edema, alveoli and vesicles were formed, esophageal mucosa corrosive plaques were necrosis, gastric mucosa was congested and bleeding, part of the mucosa was grayish-white due to erosion and necrosis, and the liver was light edema. This should be a sign that dimethoate has been taken orally. ”

"Pesticides?" Mussen asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, it's a pesticide." Mo Zitong replied.

"The poison was eaten by yourself?" Mussen couldn't help but ask such a question.

After hearing this, Mo Zitong had to smile bitterly and said, "Can you be reasonable?" The body was so badly charred, and the ends of his limbs were so badly missing, I couldn't see if he had any resistance injuries. But judging from the food residue in his stomach, he can still have the mind to eat and drink big fish and meat, and he shouldn't be like a person who is ready to take poison. ”

Mu Sen was silent for a moment, then thought and said, "I found that the murderers in this case are very special, why do they have to do a lot of meaningless things?" It stands to reason that whether it is poisoning or arson, it can kill the dead. Why did he have to do two things at the same time? Is it just because of hatred? ”

Without paying much attention to the question that Mu Sen said later, Mo Ziqi was a little surprised and asked rhetorically: "They??" You've been sure that the killer wasn't alone? ”

Mu Sen nodded slightly and said, "Either there is more than one murderer, or someone is helping the murderer to kill someone." In short, I have carefully calculated the time of death and the time of transporting the corpse that you mentioned, and it is impossible for one person to complete it. ”

Mo Zitong was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little helplessly and said, "This, don't you think it's strange?" This gang of murderers is in a group? They all tacitly killed one of these people, and then they were not afraid to take the trouble to transport the corpse they killed to the abandoned building? ”

"It sounds incredible, but if one is a murderer and the other is helping, and the person helping is still a psychopath, it makes sense." Mu Sen looked at Mo Ziqi and said.

Mo Ziqi reacted to Mu Sen's meaning, and immediately exclaimed: "You mean, it was the L gang murderer who did all this?!" Will he deal with ordinary murderers for the sake of a few ruffians? Still cooperating to kill? ”

Mu Sen was stunned for a moment, looked at Mo Ziqi and asked, "How do you know that the deceased is a few ruffians/hooligans?" ”

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that the burned corpse had a lot of tattoos on it. Although tattoos are all related to art nowadays, the rough painting and backward patterns like those on the deceased were all popular things in prisons more than ten years ago. What he has on him can only prove that he is not a good person, and it has absolutely nothing to do with artistic preferences. Mo Ziqi was confident in his judgment and said while drinking tea.

Mu Sen looked at Mo Zidi, nodded slightly, and said, "In this way, the murderer poisoned the deceased and then burned him to death, as if it can be explained." He was tattooed to burn the skin of the deceased, so that the police could not find out the identity of the body for a while? ”

Mo Zidi shook his head slightly and said, "I'm not sure what the purpose is, because if L was involved, then he must know very well that during the process of autopsy, as long as the skin tissue can still be seen, the forensic doctor will definitely find a large area of tattoos on the deceased's body." Burning will not solve this problem. ”

"I want to go to that abandoned building again and find out where the people in that village have moved to now." Mussen said quietly.

"Do you already have an idea in your mind? Let's go, I'll go with you. Mo Zitong said, and was about to stand up.

However, Mu Sen stopped him and said, "You can rest and rest, you are tired for a night, and you have worked hard." I'll just go to this matter myself, and I'll call you right away if I find anything, so you can rest here. ”

"You ......" Mo Ziqi hesitated a little, because he was afraid that a person like Mu Sen would be desperate in case of an emergency.

Mu Sen noticed Mo Zidi's concerns, and immediately smiled: "I am like an aunt in the neighborhood committee, caring for the masses. What other dangers could there be? You can rest assured. Look at your eyes, they're almost rabbits. Mu Sen pointed at Mo Zidi's bloodshot eyes and laughed.

Mo Zitong smiled and replied: "Okay, then you can go, go early and return early, and pay more attention to yourself on the way." ”

"Well, got it. Hurry up and get some sleep! After saying that, Mu Sen asked Mo Ziqi to take a nap on the sofa in the office, and he drove away from the police force.

The somewhat remote road was already imprinted in his heart, so he effortlessly drove on the road that no one usually passes.

In the daytime, although it is not as gloomy as at night, it still feels desolate when you can't get past the remoteness of a car in ten minutes.

Mussen is in good spirits at this moment, and for him, a minute or two of sleep is enough to recover his strength. He wasn't going to climb up again today, there were already police officers doing on-site trace inspections, so he didn't need to go on a special trip. What Mu Sen wanted was to go around the vicinity of that building, and it would be great if it was possible to meet the people of that village back then.

Villages that are usually demolished are then relocated not far from their original locations. At least the value of the land should be about the same as the original house.

But this building is not, I don't know if it's too desolate, there is no residential area around this building, and the people who lived here don't know where they have moved. Captain Wu said that he didn't know which 205 developers had taken a fancy to this place, and he said that he wanted to build the most gorgeous real estate in the city here, move mountains and lakes around it, and build a theme park, in short, to build this place into a prime location.

But a fool can imagine that there are no people here, how could it be the result he expected?

As a result, the residential building has not yet been built, and the project cannot be continued. The people who built this place in the first place were also nowhere to be seen overnight.

Mussen had always felt that this thing sounded a little weird. From demolition to building construction, to the developer's boundless "dream", it all sounds ridiculous. What does the local village chief government think?

Even during the day, this road was unimpeded, so it didn't take much time for Mu Sen to see the "ghost building" again.

In the daytime, it doesn't look so heavy with "ghostly energy", but the abandoned bricks and gravel and other things around it still make people see at a glance that this is a ruined building.

Mu Sen stopped the car from a distance and walked around the building twice alone, and he found that all the bricks around him were discarded like concrete, which made Mu Sen smile. Because there will definitely be scrap metal at the construction site, not to mention the project that runs away halfway, and it is natural that there are a lot of scattered steel scrap or steel bars and the like. But here, nothing like this has been found. Needless to say, this was picked up and sold for money.

Mu Sen didn't care if such behavior was in line with the moral standards of society, he only knew that if someone could come here to pick up scrap metal, it would prove that there was a chance to find the truth about this building, and maybe even find an eyewitness.

It's better to come early than to come by chance, and just as Mu Sen was thinking about this, the weeds in the distance moved from inside. A sneaky figure entered Mu Sen's line of sight.