Criminal Investigation Files

Chapter 40

Lin Xiuran has practiced medicine for nearly ten years. He dislikes dissecting two types of corpses. One is for the elderly and the other is for children. These two types of corpses are more difficult, especially for children. He touched the corpse and judged the situation: "The corpse has been soaked in water, and the baby's corpse has a lot of water, so it is faster than ordinary corpses. I guess it's not enough for Lao Li and I, who can help me get the corpse out. ?"

This corpse has been buried in the ground for almost three months. It is now a pool of rotten flesh. The smell of the corpse is disgusting. In addition, there is corpse water. Under the moldy black carrion, you can see the white bones, which is very terrifying. Zhang Dahai just finished vomiting and looked at the little policemen under him, all hesitating.

Song Wenzheng was about to step forward, but Lu Siyu suddenly stood up and said, "I'll come."

Seeing him stand up, Song Wen stretched out his hand to stop him: "Don't make trouble, it's up to me to do this."

Lu Siyu calmly took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on his slender fingers: "I'm fine now."

Song Wen had lingering fears, pulled him and whispered, "You weren't feeling well just now, don't vomit again later."

Lu Siyu knew that he was thinking of what happened on the train. He is a bit of a cleanliness habit, but this cleanliness addiction is only for living people. He is very shy about living people's body odor, breath, and sweat. If they are too close, he will feel uncomfortable. , if it smells strong, it will make him nauseous, and sometimes even just touch it, he will keep washing his hands. But he did not shy away from the dead, and even said that he had already adapted. He didn't hate the rotten taste either, to him it was just meat, rotten meat though.

Seeing Song Wen uneasy, Lu Siyu explained, "I just don't like human smell, the smell of carrion is much better than those."

Song Wen couldn't understand this. As time went by, the rotten smell evaporated into the air, and the stench became stronger and stronger. Now he is holding back the churning in his stomach. He wonders how Lu Siyu can be so calm. Lu Siyu looked at the corpse sideways and said solemnly: "And this corpse is small and fragile. If the force is used incorrectly, it may cause secondary damage to the corpse."

Lin Xiuran didn't expect Zhang Dahai and the little police officer at first. Seeing Lu Siyu and Song Wen scramble for them, he reached out and took out a spare plastic bag from the survey box and asked, "Who are you coming?"

Song Wen rolled up his sleeves to the crook of his arms, revealing his strong forearms, and made a decision: "Come on, I'm still here, it's not your turn to endure this hardship as an intern police officer. Besides, with you and Old Lin's advice, I can still do it." After speaking, Song Wen jumped out of the pit without waiting for Lu Siyu to answer, and took the clothes that Lin Xiuran handed over.

Lu Siyu didn't insist, and watched his immediate leaders personally do it.

So, Song Wen, Lin Xiuran, and the forensic doctor Li were all making preparations in the pit. Lu Siyu crouched down and watched them busy at the pit.

Zhang Dahai was in the distance and looked at Lu Siyu beside him. He noticed in the morning that this little policeman's complexion was as white as winter frost, his eyes were black, and he was very good-looking. But at this time, he was squatting beside the corpse, looking at the coffin with concentration, his expression was not at all disgusting from ordinary people, only rational and indifferent, as if it was not a disgusting corpse, but something ordinary. This scene looks a little eerie.

Zhang Dahai came into contact with these three people today, and Lin Xiuran had seen him long ago. He was extremely professional, like a machine with precision. Song Wen, the captain of the criminal police who is resolute and resolute, as for this little policeman, although he doesn't talk much, Zhang Dahai has a feeling that he is not simple.