437.Chapter 437: The Mask of Death
Yan Xiuzhen said with some surprise: "God, you kid is too good at bluffing, I take it seriously." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Long Zihan said with a smile: "This is not in the police station, nor is it a suspect trial, no one asks for it, I can't cheat the confession?"
Chu Yiren asked, "How do you know that she is using the cosmetics of Xiangmei Garden?"
Looking at Miss Zhang's dress, I also know that she pays more attention to appearance and appearance. And now the cosmetics of Xiangmeiyuan are very popular and very popular with young people, presumably, she also uses the cosmetics of Xiangmeiyuan. β
Long Baichuan chuckled: "You broke the case, and you gave them a free advertisement." β
"Hehe, then I'll go back to them and ask for money. β
Yan Xiuzhen said with emotion: "This Cheng Yi is not easy, the new official took office, and before the three fires were burned, the prospective brother-in-law died." Let's have a party, and I was disturbed by Zhang Meijuan's girl. β
Long Baichuan said with a little meaning: "It's not a mix, except that the ending is not perfect, everything else is good." At least, they achieved their purpose ......"
And just a few days after the party, Zhang Meijuan was killed.
In the woods, Zhang Meijuan's already cold corpse was lying on the ground, her face pale and bloodless.
Mo Bei introduced: "Long Shao, this uncle walked home on the path next to the woods, and vaguely saw a person lying here, and when he came over and saw that he was dead, he immediately called the police." β
Long Zihan asked, "Uncle, where are you going early in the morning?"
The uncle roared and asked, "What did you say?"
Long Zihan knew that this uncle was behind his ears.
So, he shouted and asked, "Uncle, where are you going so early?"
The uncle listened carefully with his ears sideways, and after Long Zihan finished speaking, he shouted and replied: "My daughter-in-law gave birth to a grandson yesterday, and I should have passed it yesterday, but didn't it rain yesterday? β
"Uncle, where are your family, son, and daughter-in-law?"
The uncle replied: "My family is Wulihe, and my son and daughter-in-law live in the town because of work. β
Long Zihan asked again: "Uncle, what time did you go out?"
The uncle said, "When I went out, the clock on the wall rang exactly six times. β
Long Zihan looked at Mo Bei and asked, "Has the time when this uncle called the police has been recorded?"
Mo Bei nodded and said, "It's recorded, it's six forty-five in the morning." β
Liu Yuanheng said: "Long Shao, the rain stopped at about six o'clock. The uncle rushed over at six o'clock, found the body, and then went to the police, in terms of time, it was about the same. β
At this time, the preliminary autopsy and evidence collection of Chu Yi and Wang Xiaoguang had been completed.
"The time of death of the deceased was around twelve o'clock in the morning. β
"The deceased was a girl, she should be at home so late, how could she be killed?"
Chu Yiren ignored Long Zihan's broken thoughts, and continued: "Both hands and wrists were cut, the wounds were neat, and the ulnar side of the wound was shallow and radial. The radial wound on both hands was very deep, the arteries were all severed, and the cause of death was excessive blood loss. The wrists of both hands, three centimeters below the wound, were abrasions and bruises of varying degrees, which were compression and bruising formed by rope binding with epidermal peeling, and bruising and bruising of the distal limbs at the binding. β
Wang Xiaoguang added: "The deceased did not have any finances on his body except for this set of clothes that looked expensive. There are also traces of binding on the ankles of both feet, it rained heavily last night, this is the woods, the ground is unusually muddy, but the soles of the deceased's shoes are very clean. And there was no blood at the scene, so this is not the scene of the crime, but the place where the body was dumped. β
Long Zihan looked at the white substance on the corpse's forehead near the hair, he put on gloves, picked up a little, looked at it, and then asked, "What is this?"
The Chuyi people guessed: "It's like a plaster, but we still have to wait for the specific test results...... Huh?"
Before he finished speaking, the Chu Yi people found that there was a wound in the place covered by the plaster.
Chu Yi said, "It should be a scratch." β
Erin couldn't help but sigh: "Rain and mud and sand are the great enemies of forensics, and they will take away the favorable clues on the scene and the corpse. It rained so heavily last night, the footprints at the scene were basically destroyed, and the available clues could only be found on the corpse. β
Long Zihan instructed: "Liu Yuanheng, after you go back, contact the family of the deceased and ask them about the whereabouts of the deceased last night." Mo Bei and Zhao Xiaohu set out to investigate the deceased's personal circle and grasp the deceased's recent life dynamics. β
Everyone responded in unison, "Yes!"
After returning to the police station, the detailed autopsy done by the Chu Yi people made new discoveries.
"The deceased had been hit with a hard object in the back of the head, but it was not serious. There was an epidermal peel between the fourth and fifth segments of the cervical vertebra of the deceased, but the area was very small. You see......"
Long Zihan looked at the back of the deceased's neck, and found that there was a wound on it that seemed to have been scratched by something.
A picture suddenly flashed in Long Zihan's mind, and then, he said: "This should be scratched by the expensive diamond necklace, she is very precious The necklace should have been taken out of the house, and then forcibly ripped off." β
Erin said suspiciously: "The deceased did not have any finances on him, and the diamond necklace was missing, could it be a robbery and murder?"
Then, she denied this speculation to herself.
"It's impossible, robberies are generally for the purpose of robbing money, why did the murderer kill people? Even if the deceased was robbed and resisted, there is no need to make it like this, right?"
Long Zihan asked Xiang Chuyi, "What is the white substance on the deceased's head?"
"After inspection, it was plaster. β
"Is it plaster?" Long Zihan frowned slightly, and asked in disbelief.
Chu Yiren nodded and said, "Yes, it's plaster." Moreover, there were injuries to the facial epidermis of the deceased. β
"Where is the damage?" Long Zihan was a little puzzled.
"Some of the injuries are invisible to the naked eye, and besides, her facial keratin damage is comprehensive and very uniform," Chu explains. β
Long Zihan looked at Erin and said a little anxiously, "Have you ever heard of the Death Mask?"
Erin nodded and said, "I heard that in ancient times, the royal family, nobles or local famous people in some European countries would make some face-shaped masks in order to leave some memorials after death. And these masks are usually plaster, wax, metal texture. β
Long Zihan said thoughtfully: "Yes, the main thing is this sentence 'keep as a souvenir'." β
"If that's the case, then it's clear why the deceased's face was so neatly damaged. The deceased must have been made into a plaster mask, and when the plaster was dry, he was pulled down by force. β
"You're right!" Long Zihan said approvingly.
Then, he continued: "So, the scratch on the deceased's forehead may have been accidentally scratched by the murderer when he pulled the mask. β