Lao Su continued:

"These male corpses were hung upside down and tied up before their deaths, and all of them had traces of rope binding on their arms and feet. There was a scar on each ankle that had been tied after death, and it penetrated deep into the skin. If the corpse is buried by the river, and then the river water washes away the silt and is rolled into the river, then there will be a small amount of silt left in the seven orifices and nails of the corpse. ”

Han Daring said:

"If the corpses are thrown separately, the corpses will not be found in one place, even if the water can bring the corpses to one place, but if the corpses are thrown one after another, there will be many people on the Haihe River who rely on the water to eat, and the time when the corpses will be found will be different."

Lao Su nodded, and Han Daring said again:

"That's someone, throwing three corpses in the same place at the same time! As the saying goes, death sinks and sinks, and the dead are detached and unusually heavy. can strangle an adult man with one hand, with the strength of this arm, carrying three corpses at a time, from the place of the crime to the place where the corpse was dumped, I believe it is not a difficult task! ”

Han Da'er asked:

"What is the order of death of these three corpses, which one comes first and which one comes last?"

Lao Su lifted a white sheet, revealing the thinnest male corpse and said:

"The weakest of this body is the first to die!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the other two corpses and said:

"Of these two corpses, the stronger ones are the last to die, and the time of death is between the other two corpses."

Han Da'er asked:

"That is to say, the strong will die last, and the weak will die first!"

Lao Su nodded and said:

"And weird! I dissected these corpses, their skin was pale, there was very little blood in their bodies, and their livers were slightly different! Generally, there is no difference between Western medicine and dissection, but my family medicine is about the harmony of the five organs, so I can see the difference if there is a slight difference! ”

Han Da'er was afraid that he would talk endlessly about the medical Tao of Chinese medicine, so he immediately asked:

"What's the difference?"

Lao Su originally wanted to tell him about the five elements of Chinese medicine, but seeing that he didn't want to hear it, he said:

"The liver is weak and light in color, which is a blood deficit!"

"Blood loss?"

Han Daring thought that there was something surprising about it, it turned out that Lao Su was saying that these three people were strong on the outside and strong on the outside, and they were all weak and blood-deficient.

Lao Su said again:

"There is something else special about these three people......"

Pointing to the neck of the corpse, he said:

"There are very fine Western medicine needle marks on the neck, but they are covered by the strangulation scars, and ordinary people can't see it at all! I think they must have bled out! ”

After listening to this, Han Dada'er said:

"Bloodletting? Arresting people and forcibly donating blood? The murderer is from Dr. Ma's Hospital, so I have to check if there are any foreign doctors who meet the characteristics of a murderer! ”

Lao Su thought that Han Da'er didn't believe it and deliberately mocked, and said with an angry face:

"Believe it or not! If you don't listen, forget it! Let's go! ”

Han Dada'er hurriedly made amends:

"Don't, don't! Why are you still in a hurry, I believe it! I believe it! But...... What can blood be used for? Or is there something special about this couple's blood type? ”

Lao Su Dao:

"Blood type? I don't know, it's better to get some blood samples tested! ”

Lao Su carried the shoulder of one of the corpses, and then pointed to a crooked mark behind him and said:

"Look here!"

Han Daring leaned over to take a look, and saw that the mark was dented, and there seemed to be some red particles embedded in it, so he asked:

"What is this?"

"Cinnabar!"

Han Da'er asked rhetorically:

"Cinnabar?"

Lao Su Dao:

"I had a friend in Nanyang in my early years, and he told me about an evil art in Nanyang, called Descending the Head, which is an evil art that evolved from the Chinese Maoshan technique......"

As soon as Han Da'er heard about some evil arts, ghosts and gods, his disgust increased greatly, and he said:

"What kind of head-lowering magic, I don't believe in this!"

"Silly boy! If you don't believe it, some people believe it, and some people use these evil arts that they believe in to kill people......"

Han Daring's heart suddenly brightened, and he said in his heart, yes! Even if I don't believe it, I won't delay anyone from believing it, and I will harm people with these things! There are many things that cause superstition to harm and deceive people, and if we learn more about these crooked and heretical things, it may be of great benefit to the handling of cases in the future. Thinking of this, he no longer argued, and listened to Lao Su's story.

Lao Su Dao:

"This Nanyang evil art, specially draw talismans and chant spells, use spiders, toads, scorpions, bats, geckos and other poisons to cast spells to make an introduction, and it also needs corpse oil, that is, to roast the chin of the corpse with fire, and the oil left behind is made into a head and then used to inflict harm on people! There is also a kind of blood fall, which uses human blood! ”

Han Daring said:

"In this way, the marks and cinnabar on the back of this corpse may be left by the spell casting talisman? So why didn't the other corpses have them? ”

Lao Su Dao:

"Maybe there are all of them, but after soaking in water for a long time, they are all washed away, leaving only this trace!"

Han Daring said:

"Then if it's really this kind of evil art, is someone tied up these people and forcibly took blood? Didn't you say you wanted to use corpse oil, and you don't see that these corpses have scorch marks on their chins! ”

Lao Su Dao:

"I've only heard of this kind of evil art, and I can't guess what it's going on now!"

"Doesn't that mean you didn't say the same?"

Lao Su pointed at Han Da'er, and said angrily:

"You kid loves to lift the bar, what does it matter if you earn more than you do by beating the flag! If I can solve the case, what else do I need you to do! ”

Han Da'er said with a smile:

"Don't worry, don't worry, you're still racing with children at such an age, and you're in a hurry when you talk about it!"

Lao Su was also unimpressed, and took out another glass jar. The mouth of the can is covered with a lid, and inside is half a bottle of viscous liquid, with some flocculent and some residue. Han Daring didn't know why, he reached out and took it and unscrewed the lid, only to smell a foul smell coming to his nose, and he almost felt nauseous when he smelled it.

"Oops! What's in there! ”

Lao Su Dao:

"That's gastric juice! The corpse at the latest! ”

Han Daring retched a few times, closed the lid and said:

"Why didn't you say it earlier! Smoky! ”

"Who made your hands so fast! I don't have time to say! ”

Han Da'er looked at the gastric juice, which turned out to be pale green, and asked:

"What's in there, why is it green?"

Lao Su Dao:

"I don't know what I ate to dye, I don't know the specifics, those residues are almost digested, I can't see it, you better take it and find a place to test it!"

Han Daring said:

"Why are you still looking for land, doesn't our General Administration have a laboratory!"

Lao Su Dao:

"Nonsense! It's all determined to be drowned, so what about the test! The General Administration Laboratory has always been more than less, this jar thing, queue up for testing, you just wait! The corpse is rotten, and it hasn't been lined up yet! ”

Han boldly tightened the jar and found a pocket to put it in. Lao Su took out another thing and said:

"And this, too, was found in his stomach."

Han Daring said:

"You don't take it out together, you still give it away!"

He took it and looked at it, and saw that it was a dropdrop-shaped object the size of a fingernail. It's very light, the color is blue-white, I don't know what kind of material it is.

Lao Su Dao:

"This seems to be some kind of animal's tooth, you can have it checked by the way!"

Han Daring found a piece of paper and wrapped it in his arms, and at this time he reached out and touched the handkerchief in his arms, and suddenly remembered that the handkerchief was still wrapped in it, scraped off the nails of the corpse in the morning, and it was like a piece of wood, so he quickly took it out and showed it to Lao Su.

Lao Su took it and put it under the lamp, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and said:

"This is a medicinal herb, a crumb of angelica!" He is a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and medicinal materials are very familiar to him!

Han Da'er felt even more strange, could it be that this murderer was really a doctor? A doctor who is eight feet tall, can strangle a living person with one hand, and can do sorcery and witchcraft? Can Tianjin Wei have such a person?

But when you think about it, Tianjin Weijiu River is a strange person. Nanshi San doesn't care about the hidden dragon and crouching tiger, strange people and strange people are zha dun'er, like the big golden tooth that pulls foreign films, Sun Yuqing who practices slingshot, Liu who pulls it off, and the white fool who sells cloth, etc., abound, or occupy a must or a monster, maybe there is really such a big doctor who can do evil magic!

Han Daring rolled up the autopsy certificate and stuffed it into his pocket, and at this time he had to hand it back to the office. He took another autopsy certificate opened by Lao Su, put it in his arms, covered the corpse, and accompanied Lao Su back to his house to drink.

Han Daring's belly burst at noon and didn't drink less, so he really didn't dare to drink more at this time, and accompanied Lao Su to drink and chat, until more than ten o'clock in the evening, he carried the pocket containing the evidence, said goodbye to Lao Su and rode home.

In the past, people went to bed early, but except for the three, they all went to bed with lamps blown out in other places. At this moment, in the dead of night, the people who burned paper for sacrifices and ran dojos had already stopped, and when the bicycle was ridden, it was dark in all directions. Fortunately, he borrowed a water moon lantern from Lao Sun, so he barely lit it up and rode to the road with street lights.

Han Daring was a little drunk, swaying and riding leisurely, looking down to see the handlebars hanging the bag of evidence, and thinking about where to find a laboratory tomorrow to verify the objects.

At this time, a whirlwind suddenly blew, blowing away the paper ashes swept by the roadside, and the paper ashes scattered all over the sky, and a few pieces of paper money that had not been burned were wrapped. In a haze, he saw a ghost fire lit up in the darkness not far away, the fire was blue and resembled a skeleton, Han Daring rubbed his eyes, but saw that the ghost fire was suddenly gone!

Han Daring had learned when he was in school that the ghost fire near the cemetery was actually phosphorus fire. There is also a lot of calcium phosphate in the bones of the human body. When a person dies, the corpse rots in the ground and a chemical reaction occurs. Phosphine is phosphate, which has a very low ignition point and can burn on its own when exposed to air at a slightly higher temperature.

But the phosphorus fire in front of me is generally a ball or a piece, it can't have a shape, and it can't look like a skull!

At this moment, a mournful cry came into my ears with the sound of the breeze. At this time, there was no one around, and this cry was very ghostly. Although Han Da'er didn't believe in ghosts and gods, this voice sounded a little hairy.

Ten steps away from his side, there was a figure with long hair and a shawl, sitting on the side of the road with his back to Han Daring. This person is thin and looks like a woman, she is dressed in white clothes and white skirts, and she is full of filial piety, but in the middle of the night, which woman will cry here!

Han Da'er suddenly remembered the recent haunted legend of Tianjin Wei. He never believed in any ghosts and gods, so he mustered up his courage and walked towards the plain woman......