Chapter 162: Coincidence or premeditated

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When the carriage drove about a cup of tea, it began to bump.
The car sent by the Tuen Mun to pick up Liu Qingsong is not bad, but it is swayed in the carriage. When the parking is stopped, the individual is still dizzy.
"Dr. Liu, let's take a look." Song County screamed in the car, his voice was old and a few years old.
When Yan Yan first slowed down, he got off the bus, and then Liu Qingsong dragged the box down.
When Song County saw Xiao Yan, she couldn't help but widen her eyes. Although she wore a Hufu and a mask, she could still clearly see that she was a woman.
"She is..." Song County saw that Yan Yan was in the same carriage as Liu Qingsong. Although she was angry, Liu Qingsong regarded the case as a play, but it did not happen.
"This is my master." Liu Qingsong's lightly floating words lingered on everyone's head, and suddenly there was some dizziness.
However, Liu Qingsong did not give other people time to breathe. While walking toward the body, he asked: "What is the situation?"
Song County sneaked a sneak peek at Yan Yan, thinking, Liu Qingsong, this person has never adjusted, I am afraid that Master is just a joke, and I have never been in the heart, anyway, I’m scared and I’m not doing anything. Child, "The deceased is a man next to Luoyang Feng's branch, named Feng Zhao. He once worked as a jailer in the prison of Jushui County. In the past few years, he may have done business, and he has left the industry and recognized his ancestors. He is doing in Luoyang. A city order, occasionally will come back to worship the ancestors."
The city order is an official position governing market transactions. The official position is not large, but there are many oils and waters.
"Ancestral ancestor? The ancestor of the middle of the night?" Liu Qing is lazy and sloppy, a bit of irony.
Going to the body, I was in a mess, all the things I could see were dirty and blood. I was so scared that I was screaming in my throat. I for a moment, finally turned and ran to vomit, and I saw her never. Going far, there is no more management.
Liu Qingsong put down the box and put on the gloves before starting the autopsy.
This is a corpse case. The leg bones and the lower arm are cut off in different ways. There are no more than ten wounds between the chest and abdomen. The abdominal viscera and intestines flow out of the body, and the blood splashes and spills over the edge of the entire forest. All the low shrubs that were defeated were bloodstained, and the face of the deceased was stained with blood, eyes wide open, mouth open, and a look of fear, under the tree shadow, it was particularly terrifying.
Liu Qingsong did not rush to examine the body, but instead licked Yan Yan and asked her for her opinion. "What do you think?"
Everyone looked at Yan Yan with gaze, she kept silent, there was no sense of existence, and it was negligible to ignore her existence. Now everyone sees a mother facing such a horrible corpse without fear of it, can not help but secretly Surprised, they have cast their attention.
"The blood on the trunk is splashed in different directions. There are traces of rolling and dragging on the ground. It can be seen that the murderer was not a hit, but..." Yan Yan walked forward with the passive trace of the grass on the ground, to the front. The place where about six or seven feet was stopped, "probably here, the murderer made the victim unable to fight back, but the deceased was still able to move, so he continued to climb forward, and the murderer took a venting anger and slowly Kill it."
Before he died, he was in horror. The cruel death method was outlined in Yan Yan’s few words, and everyone’s heart was cold.
"Yeah." Liu Qingsong and Yan Yan returned to the corpse and turned and said: "I will do it, you can guide me."
Yan Yan nodded.
Liu Qingsong quickly put on his gloves and looked at it roughly. He began to test from the place where the head of the corpse was suspected to be fatal.
When Yan Yan saw that his basic situation was almost the same, he opened his mouth: "You judge the order of each wound."
This will be able to more accurately infer the shape of the weapon.
"Are you not kidding?" Liu Qingsong looked up and looked at her quiet eyes.
Almost everyone feels that Yan Yan is in a random command. To check the order of each wound, it is simply whimsical.
However, Liu Qingsong looked at the wound in silence after a moment of confrontation with Yan Yan. He said, "Well, you said, I will test it."
"How is this possible?" Song County was unbelievable, but Liu Qingsong had agreed that he did not disturb. After all, although Liu Qingsong is not reliable, his autopsy technique is well-known.
Yan Yan automatically ignored the doubts of Song County, and continued: "The muscles are cut before birth, and the muscles are obviously contracted. The wounds are wound on the edge of the wound. Therefore, the wounds are significantly opened. The wounds are also opened shortly after death, but the shrinkage is not obvious. The wound is not wide open, and the damage formed after the death, especially after the formation of the corpse, the wound shrinks very little, and the edge does not shrink. You judge accordingly."
Yan Yan’s former teacher not only asked her to judge the order of each wound injury, but also asked her to judge the specific mental state of the deceased according to the condition of muscle contraction. This is a very perverted requirement. Judging the order is not difficult, but regardless of the mental state of the deceased, as long as it is still alive, the muscles will spontaneously contract when they are injured. This subtle difference depends on the instrument and the forensic A combination of evidence and psychological knowledge.
Guessing the mental state of the deceased can not be used as evidence of the case, but it is often helpful to solve the case.
"Test, the male of the deceased, six feet and one inch tall, aged fifteen to forty years old, well developed, the lower body has urine excretion. The corpse temperature is fifteen up and down, about half an hour after death, the corpse is distributed in the form of a sheet on the back. There are traces of blunt attack on the back of the brain, and 27 body cuts are mainly concentrated in the upper limbs, chest and abdomen and lower limbs. At present, the cause of death is excessive blood loss." Liu Qing Song paused and saw that Yan Yan did not say anything. He continued: "The wounds are neatly wounded, four inches wide and one inch five long. The bones are deep and the cross-section is chamfered. The weapon is similar to cutting axe."
"The dead intestines have flowed out, why is it too much blood loss to death?" Song County did not understand.
Liu Qingsong glanced at Yan Yan. "This is a thank you to my master. According to her knowledge, the wounds in the abdomen are neat, the contraction phenomenon is not obvious, and the wounds in the neck and chest are significantly opened, and the aorta is injured. In other words, before the abdominal injury, the deceased has already reached a state of sudden death."
Song County also wants to ask some more, a headhunter rushed over and said: "County, no suspicious people."
From that moment to the present, at most half an hour, the servant came quickly, the murderer actually went and went without a trace?
"Do you say that the murderer will be the same person? Is it a coincidence or a premeditated?" Liu Qingsong asked near Yan Yan.
From the point of view of murder, the death of these people is totally different. The person in the inn is frozen and has a certain meaning of blame, and he died of poison, and this person was hacked.
"I heard that Liu Wen’s body is an embroidered mother?" Yan Yan did not answer Liu Qingsong’s question positively and turned to Song County.
Facing this corpse, asking about a murder case, Yan Yan apparently suspected that this was another serial killing.
Ps: One foot in the Tang Dynasty is equal to 30.7 centimeters, one foot is equal to ten inches, and six feet in one inch, about one meter eight. The size of each dynasty has been different.
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