The body was transported back to the funeral home, Guan Zengbin followed suit, and Gu Chen and I continued to observe in this small room. Although the way of death is completely different from Gao Rui, the style of death is indeed very similar. To sum up, it is clean and decent, beautiful and luxurious.

This must be the favorite way for the people working in the crime clean-up company to die, because they don't have to clean up at all. But to be honest, there is not a single such company in our country, and most of the mess is left to family members or cleaners and firefighters to clean up.

If you don't want to leave a mess after you die, tile floors are definitely the best way to clean.

The trace appraisers are still diligently collecting clues around them, but I don't think they will find anything useful. If there is a connection between these two suicides, then the other party must have erased all traces of himself. But in this way, then Wang Yiman should have died before Gao Rui.

Open the refrigerator in the kitchen and it was empty, there was nothing. I don't know what Wang Yiman usually eats, and the trash can is empty, it seems that he cleaned it before he died. Walking into the toilet is also so clean, it looks like it has been cleaned up.

Then there is Wang Yiman's bedroom.

In Wang Yiman's bedroom, there is a 'bed', a wardrobe, and a dresser.

'Bed' ~ is the 'bed' bunk, etc., and the wardrobe is the clothes, and there is nothing special.

There is a photo on the dresser of a family of three. It seems that it should be Wang Yiman's husband and 'daughter', her husband is not handsome, but he looks very 'spirited'. Her 'daughter' was grinning, and Wang Yiman stood next to her and smiled. A happy family of three, if there is no car accident.

"What did Wang Yiman do before he died, and what happened to the car accident?" I asked the police who followed up.

A policeman said: "We checked Wang Yiman's information, and she is a housewife. After graduating from high school, she worked odd jobs outside for a few years, and later became a full-time wife after marrying her husband. Her husband is an electrician and earns a lot of money. Five years ago, when her husband was driving and traveling with the whole family, he accidentally got into a car accident. ”

"It can't be a mess, is it?" I asked.

The policeman shook his head and said: "I checked the information just now, it was his husband who hit the guardrail while driving fatigue, and he has nothing to do with others." ”

I nodded and stopped talking. In this way, there is basically no contradiction to be ruled out, and Wang Yiman basically does not associate with anyone after her husband's death, and there should be no enemies. It seems that this is indeed a suicide case. But is it the same as Gao Rui's case, has it ever appeared in Wang Yiman's house?

I opened the 'drawer' of the dresser and found a glass jar inside. The jar contained all the pieces of the puzzle that had been disassembled, and it looked very small, full of glass jars, which seemed to have hundreds of pieces. I don't know what it's used for, why it's in the dresser's cabinet.

I gently twisted the lid and found that the lid was very loose, and if I looked closely at the threads tested inside the lid, it was already ground flat. It seems that this lid is often opened and closed, otherwise it would not be so alive.

Shaking my head, I said to Gu Chen: "Go back, it seems that the only useful thing is this, see what it can be put together." The rest of the people continued to check and see what they could find. ”

I returned to the city bureau with a bottle of puzzles, it was getting late, and Xiao Liu had already returned.

"Did you find anything?" I asked Xiao Liu.

Xiao Liu nodded, and then said: "It's really a bit of a discovery, through confession and investigation, we have determined that a few people are likely to go to the laboratory to steal ******, but we haven't found out yet, we have to see who is close to Gao Rui." ”

"Thank you for your hard work, rest early. I patted Xiao Liu on the shoulder.

Xiao Liu stood up from the sofa, his eyes were full of the firmness of a revolutionary martyr, and he said in a straight voice: "I said Comrade Wu Meng, what you said is wrong. We are serving the people and are the people's soldiers. How can I say that I am tired, how can I say that I am bitter? Although I have done a lot of work today, my heart is still not satisfied!"

"Still not satisfied?" I said, scratching my head.

Xiao Liu waved his hand: "I'm not satisfied, I think my enthusiasm is still very high!"

"Well, do you see that jar puzzle on the table?" I said, pointing to the glass jar, "I suspect it's a big clue, I had planned to put it up myself." But I see that your enthusiasm is high, and you are full of energy, so please help me fight it, thank you so much!"

"It's not good...... Xiao Liu's face was full of embarrassment.

I put my hands on Xiao Liu's shoulders: "Eh, why is it not good, if you can't be satisfied, I ......"

"Satisfied. Seeing this, Xiao Liu quickly interrupted me: "Satisfied, how can you not be satisfied?"

"Let's go to sleep!" I said with a smile, "You fight slowly." ”

With that, I walked out of the office. After walking a few steps, I heard Xiao Liu shouting: "Gu Chen, Brother Gu Chen, help me, help me, this is a bit much, I have to fight alone in the morning." ”

Gu Chen said: "Who told you to pretend to be 'forced'. ”

Xiao Liu said: "Who knew he had this routine, it's not that I don't want to 'show' my cowardice in front of him......"

Naturally, I can't leave others behind and go to sleep by myself. I mainly have to see how the results of Guan Zengbin's autopsy are, and the calculation time is about the same.

The dissection room is located in the most remote corner, some distance from our office. In the middle, I have to walk through a path without street lights, although it is only a five-minute walk, but I still have some 'hair' and 'hair' in my heart when I walk, and I am always afraid that something strange will appear in the night.

People are really strange, just like some big men who are not afraid of knives or guns, but they are afraid of cockroaches when they see them. It's like someone who has a broken bone and doesn't even snort, but when they encounter an injection, they cry with fear. It's like Guan Zengbin, who doesn't frown when he sees a dead person, but he is afraid of the dark.

Now that she estimated that the autopsy was finished, the road was so dark that she would definitely not dare to walk without anyone to accompany her.

Sure enough, I saw her standing at the 'door' of the dissection room, holding her mobile phone and not knowing who to call.

"Hey!" I shouted, "Are you too scared to leave?"

When Guan Zengbin saw me, his face was first shocked, then happy, and finally turned into a contemptuous face: "Who said it, I came out to breathe fresh air, and who didn't dare to leave." It's not like I haven't been in the same room with a corpse back then, what are you afraid of!"

I pursed my lips and said indifferently: "Then you don't want to go, I'll go back first, you go back to the office after you finish dissecting, I'm still busy." ”

"Let's go!" Guan Zengbin hurriedly ran over, and she said as she ran over: "It just so happened that I finished the autopsy, and I was afraid that it would be dangerous for you to walk alone at night, so I reluctantly accompanied you for a while." ”

I smiled and didn't dismantle her: "By the way, what is the result of the autopsy?"

Guan Zengbin said: "The time of death was two days ago in the afternoon, and the cause of death was that the rope compressed the arteries and blood vessels in the neck, and the oxygen supply to the brain was insufficient. This process probably lasts a few minutes or even ten minutes, and if someone finds it in time, it may still be saved, but it's a pity. ”

"Is it painful?" I asked, pausing and frowning.

"What?" Guan Zengbin replied.

I sighed and said, "I mean, is it painful for the deceased to die?"

Guan Zengbin held his chin with his hand, and said for a long time: "If you strangle your throat, it should be very painful." She had to suffer from the tearing sensation of her lungs caused by suffocation for a long time, but Wang Yiman's adjusted rope seemed to deliberately avoid this. Of course, there are still feelings, but it may not be as painful. ”

"Of course, if it is a death like Gao Rui, it should be very painful. Guan Zengbin added: "After all, euthanasia in many foreign countries is a powerful injection of anesthetic 'medicine' and a ****** injection." ”

"Try it. Nodding, I said slowly.

"What?" Guan Zengbin obviously didn't understand what I meant.

I said, "Try it and see if it's pain-free." ”

The so-called crime simulation is to restore the situation at the time and feel everything from the perspective of the murderer or the deceased. This can be of great help in understanding the murderer or the deceased, and thus determining the murderer's thoughts. And for people who commit suicide, it is natural to taste the feeling of suicide for themselves.

What to prepare for hanging, just a rope.

I tied the rope to the beam, tied a knot in the hanging part, found a chair of the same height as Wang Yiman's house, and then I was able to start this suicide experiment. Of course, I don't want to really die here, so Xiao Liu and Gu Chen are ready to rescue me at any time.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Guan Zengbin was worried: "Remember, kick the stool slowly, don't 'break' the cervical vertebrae, and, remember the point I told you, don't compress your 'vagus' nerve, this is something that can kill instantly, even if the king of heaven comes, he can't save you." ”

Speaking of this, Guan Zengbin said again: "Forget it, don't try it, you won't be able to take your life on the line when you investigate the case, right?"

I made an OK gesture and motioned for Guan Zengbin not to worry.

Everyone was holding their breath, and my heart seemed to be jumping out.

I slowly put the hood in and chose the same angle as Wang Yiman. Then slowly kicked off the bench, trying to make himself consistent with Wang Yiman's "way of death".

With a "poof", the bench fell to the ground.

I just felt a sudden blackness in front of my eyes, and then my head started to get dizzy. In almost a matter of seconds, I felt like I couldn't use my hands or feet, and my survival instinct made me struggle to untie the rope around my neck. But he couldn't lift his hand at all, as if he was out of his control.

Then, I just felt as if everything in the world was far away from me, I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't see anything.

Nothing.

Is it painful?

I do not know.