Chapter 17 Case Investigation
The secret room murder was still in a heavily guarded single cell, and the murderers were still police officers.
The investigation of the case was thorough, and there was no damage or hidden holes in every corner of the cell. There was only a bed in the cell, and there was an X-shaped torture rack beside it. There was nothing else. It didn't move even a little bit, and there were no signs of a fight. The cell door was locked from the outside.
Do you still have any doubts about who the murderer is?
For the first time, I was hung upside down in the square.
It’s still the same old routine, with my hands behind my back and only my toes hanging on the ground to enjoy the strong sunshine of Southeast Asia.
All the prisoners gathered in the square to watch me being tortured.
The warden stopped using his baton this time and held a whip in his hand.
The warden asked me fiercely: "Last time, the guy slipped and fell headlong into the manure pit and drowned. What happened this time? Tell me."
"I didn't kill anyone. The woman yesterday lived a shameless life with me. Then I fell asleep after it was done, and then I was caught and hung here. I told everything I know." I accepted it while Feeling the pain, he told the story.
During this Q&A, some of the inmates watching on the side laughed a little. People can die in various ways, but being drowned in feces is funny and weird enough.
"You continue to quibble," the warden said.
The warden said this about me, what else can I say? I really told the truth.
When the warden saw that I was silent, he said, "You have acquiesced."
I asked with a grimace: "What am I acquiescing to?"
"You killed someone, and it was the police who killed you." The warden stared into my eyes with a fierce expression and said.
"I'm unjust." I was confused at the time. What is this called? When a person sleeps on the bed, disaster comes from the sky. This is the second time in my life that I have had the same experience. The last time this happened, I was shocked. I went to jail, and I don't know what the outcome will be this time, but one thing I know very well is that I don't want to die.
The warden wanted to say something else, but a policeman came to him and handed him a document.
I don't know what kind of document this is, but the warden had a complicated expression after reading it. Because this is an autopsy report, it talks about the cause of death of the female police officer. There are not many words in the conclusion of the document: The female police officer died happily.
When the warden saw this document, only he knew how angry he was. Firstly, the content of the report was beyond his surprise. Secondly, the description method of the document was too Internet-like. What is so cool? Could it be written The person who made the report had only this level of education.
The laws of extreme happiness and sorrow and the method of happy death do not seem to be accurate. The warden thought about several words, but none of them could express it simply and accurately. The warden wanted to curse, but he didn't believe that this was the result. He wanted to find out.
He said to his police officers: "Keep hanging me up." Then he turned around and walked away.
When the prisoners saw that they had nothing to do, some of them turned around and wanted to leave.
The warden didn't say anything. He walked up to the prisoners who wanted to leave, waved the whip in his hand, and said viciously: "Did I let you go?"
The prisoners did not dare to move anymore and could only accompany me to sunbathe in the square. But I was in even more pain. My wrists and arms hurt, my whole body was sore and numb, and my breathing was difficult.
Neither we nor I knew where the warden had gone, and the warden came to the anatomy laboratory angrily.
In the anatomy laboratory, the deputy warden and a female forensic examiner were waiting there. In front of them was the dissected body of the female police officer.
The warden threw the autopsy report in the deputy warden's face and asked, "This is the autopsy report you issued."
"This is the conclusion that I came to after jointly performing an autopsy with this female forensic doctor. The warden asked: "Did he die happily? "
The female forensic doctor on the side wanted to laugh, but the warden gave her a vicious look. She was frightened and did not dare to speak out again. The warden pointed at the female forensic doctor and asked, "Report the cause of death of this female police officer again."
The female forensic doctor Zhengsehui reported: "Before the autopsy, we checked all the skin of the policewoman, including the hair and all the hair on the lower body. There was no trauma, not even a pinhole, and there was no injury caused by any trauma. We then dissected her internal organs, and they were all intact without any traces of injury. So we concluded that she was over-excited during sex, which stimulated the cerebellum, causing organ dysfunction and sympathetic Accidental death caused by neurological disorders, bronchospasm, transient shock, and not being discovered in time. "
"That's it?" The warden pointed at the three inches below the policewoman's navel: "Have you checked here?"
The female forensic doctor lifted up the white sheet covering the policewoman's lower abdomen and said, "An anatomy examination of this area revealed abnormal congestion, which also proved that the policewoman was overly excited before her death, which led to her death."
"Medically, what is the probability of death like this?" the warden asked, staring at the female forensic doctor.
The female forensic doctor felt chills all over under the warden's intense gaze. She stuttered a little: "I haven't paid attention to the data in this area, but it must be very low."
"How did you get into the forensic team? You don't even know this data." The warden was obviously dissatisfied with the result. In fact, the deputy warden knew, but he knew how the warden behaved when he was angry, so he did not interrupt. .
The female forensic doctor broke out in a cold sweat. She thought to herself, as a forensic doctor, do I need to know the data on the probability of death of women due to excessive excitement during sex? Maybe in this life, I will only encounter similar situations like this one. To get rid of her predicament, she added: "Women are weak or have asthma. In such cases, the probability of this happening is higher."
According to the warden's normal temperament, he had already slapped her with his leather boots, but the other party was a female forensic doctor. Seeing her trembling body, he held back and roared: "You know her identity before she died. What is it? She was an elite member of the special forces before she retired, did you know? You also said that she was weak and had asthma."
The female forensic doctor was so frightened that she almost cried.
"Explain it," the warden yelled at the deputy warden.
"Can I digress?" the deputy warden thought. The autopsy report was a consensus with the female medical examiner, and there was no need to repeat it.
"Speak quickly," the warden said.
"This female police officer is not under your subordinates. If we issue an autopsy report based on the truth..." The deputy warden was ruthlessly interrupted by the warden: "The damn person died in my jurisdiction, and damn... It’s so cool, how can I write this report?”
"This kind of chaos is indeed a bit out of line. Precisely because it is so satisfying and easy to explain, I will write this report. I will bear any responsibility, even if I am afraid of being punished or demoted."
"You fucking believe it. This 567 named Xiao Xiaohua didn't feel right as soon as he entered the cell. On the first day he entered, there was an escape incident. He was in the same cell as him, and then he died in the toilet and was drowned in feces. Damn, it’s good now. The policewoman who was in the same room with him is also dead. It’s so cool. The occurrence of many incidents like this is all related to 567. Do you believe how high the probability of this is.
"Maybe it's really a coincidence? I dare to say one more thing. The prison escape may really have little to do with 567. It also happened the night after he entered the prison." said the deputy warden.
"How did the chaos happen that night? Don't you have any B skills?" The warden swore again: "Many incidents are so coincidental, can you go buy Mark Six Lottery?"
The deputy warden said: "Crime requires evidence first and motive second."
These words made the warden calm down a little, which was indeed good. What was 567's motive for doing so many things? What good does it do? There is no benefit except losing his life.
