Chapter 382 Human Tragedy

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Suddenly a gust of wind blew past, blowing away the clouds gathering above the patio, and a ray of gray sunlight fell down, shining on the woman's pale and semi-transparent skin.

The ferocious knife edge became more and more terrifying, and the dark red pattern sewn with flying needles on the knife edge seemed to come alive in the flowing sunlight.

He Denggou only glanced at it, then quickly turned his head and vomited: "Why, how come it is sewn up after having an hara-kiri?"

Everyone was also shocked. After all, everyone was in the public sector and had seen many bloody scenes. They couldn't stand such a cruel scene and stared straight into their eyes.

Fortunately, these people have all seen big scenes, so they were not so frightened that their livers and gallbladders split apart and they fainted.

After a moment of silence, I heard Sun Ying say: "Sir, do you want to cut this thread and take a look?"

Han Changmu nodded: "Yao Canjun, please trace this pattern down first."

Yao Yao did as she was told, and in just a moment, she traced the pattern on the booklet exactly. When she put the last stroke, her eyes suddenly turned cold and she found the four symbols she had traced before. Wen, compare the two.

The runes embroidered on the human body with needle and thread were surprisingly the combination of the four runes painted on the earthen wall.

She raised her eyes and looked at Han Changmu: "Sir, look at this..."

Han Changmu's eyes flashed and he said solemnly: "Let's do an autopsy first."

Yao Yao changed the test booklet and came over, picked up a pen and started recording.

Sun Ying held the deceased's head and looked at it carefully: "The head and face of the deceased were corroded by green vitriol oil, leaving only the lips and mandible intact, so it was impossible to tell the appearance. However, judging from the smoothness of the skin on the body, the deceased should be a man. Young woman, between the ages of eighteen and twenty.”

As soon as he said this, Wannian County's inspector curled his lips. This inspector from the Department of Internal Health was nothing more than that. He was not much better than him. What he tested was what he had tested before.

Sun Ying seemed to notice the dissatisfaction of the man, turned his head to look at him, then turned his head and continued to examine.

Sun Ying took the woman's hand and said in a deep voice: "A three-inch-long triangular iron nail was driven into each of the deceased's wrist and ankle. The tip of the nail penetrated through the bone, and the three blood grooves were There was blood flowing out, but it did not flow to the ground. Something should have caught the blood." He looked around, cold air escaping from his lips and teeth: "I'm afraid the runes on the wall were written with this blood. "

Yao Yao also nodded, his voice a little deeper: "I guess it was written in her blood."

Sun Ying continued to examine, and sighed as he spoke: "There are no other wounds on the deceased's body, and there are no calluses on his hands. The skin is smooth and smooth. It is obvious that he has always been pampered and has never done any work. Moreover, the deceased did not struggle before his death." sign."

Han Changmu was stunned for a moment: "You are so pampered, in a place like this?"

Sun Ying nodded: "Yes, I'm afraid she hasn't even washed a handkerchief."

Hearing these words, the man from Wannian County frowned and then relaxed his brows. He had not had time to examine the deceased's hand just now. If he had, he must have found out through the examination.

Sun Ying saw the change in the man's expression, curled his lips, moved his eyes downward, and finally landed on the woman's abdomen. He frowned slightly and let out a light sigh: "The pattern on the belly," he thought for a moment, and his eyes suddenly Yiliang: "Sir, this woman was pregnant before she died."

Han Changmu was startled, and turned to ask Hu Yue, the village chief who followed him: "Are the people living here pregnant?"

Hu Yue was already stunned by this scene. He nodded with a dull face: "Yes, yes, it looks like it's been eight months."

Sun Ying paused and said with some disbelief: "But if she is pregnant, then where is the child?"

Yao Yao didn't know what he thought of, so he gasped, and for the first time he felt frightened: "Oh, could it, could it be that someone performed a cesarean section to take the baby?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Sun Ying's hands were shaking, and he had nowhere to start for a long time.

Han Changmu's expression did not change. He tilted his head and asked Hu Yue attentively: "I heard from Zhao San'er that there are two women, an old man and a young man, living here. Do you know their origins?"

Hu Yuedao: "These two people moved here ten days ago. The older one looks to be in his fifties, and the younger one is seventeen or eighteen years old. When he moved in, he claimed that his surname was An and that he was from Yangzhou. He came to the capital to visit his relatives but could not find them. I have spent all my money and begged the villain to take them in. The villain thinks they are pitiful. The household registration and directions are all true. The little woman is about to give birth, and this house is a deserted house and it is empty. So I let them stay first, and later I heard that it was the older mother who supported the family by washing people."

Han Changmu narrowed his eyes: "They said they are from Yangzhou, but do they have a Yangzhou accent?"

Hu Yue stuttered and said: "The older woman speaks Yangzhou dialect very fluently, but the younger one has never spoken. I thought she was mute."

Han Changmu asked again: "Then do you still remember what that little woman looks like?"

Hu Yue nodded: "I remember, little man."

Han Changmu waved: "Then come here and identify her. See if she is that little woman."

Hu Yue suddenly staggered in fright and shook her head in horror: "No, no, no need, little man, I don't remember."

Han Changmu's eyes turned cold and he asked lightly: "Do you really not remember?"

Hu Yue was so frightened that she didn't dare to say another word. She moved slowly to the body and took a hesitant look.

Just at this glance, he vomited acidic water several times in a row, and stammered: "Sir, my lord, this, this face is so ruined, I, I, I really can't recognize it."

Han Changmu didn't want to embarrass Hu Yue anymore. He waved his hand and asked him to stand aside. Then he leaned over to watch Sun Ying's autopsy and asked with interest: "How's it going?"

Sun Ying's hands were steady and neat, and most of the dark red silk thread used to sew the incision had been cut off and placed on a plate aside.

And the long and narrow blade, without the restraint of the silk thread, finally slowly split open to both sides, revealing a dazzling scarlet part inside.

Sun Ying cut the silk thread completely, and the edge of the knife split open, revealing a hole that could accommodate two fists.

He held a pair of delicate copper tweezers, opened the knife edge with one hand, and reached into the abdomen to feel around.

Although the sky was extremely bright at this time, the light in the courtyard was dim, and there were no candles around. He lowered his head and got closer, but he still couldn't see clearly what was going on inside his abdomen.

Yao Yao sighed, pushed the test booklet to Han Changmu, took out a palm-sized windproof lamp from his sleeve, lit it and held it in front of Sun Ying.

Han Changmu saw it and smiled slightly: "Yao Canjun has a lot of rare things on his body."

Sun Ying also laughed: "Isn't it true? People say that books have their own houses of gold. From a humble position, Yao joins the army and sees that he has his own cornucopia of treasures."

Yao Yao said angrily: "Hurry up and check, why are there so many nonsense, the lights will go out in a while."

Sun Ying chuckled, and using the light, he started groping inside his abdomen. His tone became deeper and deeper: "Sir, this person is indeed pregnant with Liujia, but the fetus is missing." He paused and lifted it out of his abdomen. A piece of bloody stuff was placed on a tray aside, and he said in a deep voice: "This is the placenta. Judging from the condition of the placenta, the fetus is not yet full term, only about eight months old."

The Wannian county magistrate no longer dared to look at Sun Ying with his eyes. He had inspected many corpses with his own hands, but compared to this person, he was still far behind.

Sun Ying shook his head in confusion and regret, and said sadly: "Who is so cruel to do such a thing? Even if the fetus is taken out, it will not survive."

Han Changmu's mood was as heavy as a cloud, and he shook his head: "If there are no other abnormalities, let's sew up the wound. At least, we can keep a whole body."

Sun Ying nodded, took out the silver needle, and threaded the needle through the skin. The needle tip penetrated the skin and made a slight sizzling sound.

Everyone felt their scalps numb and weird as they watched Sun Ying skillfully move needles and threads on his skin.

He Denggou swallowed hard, poked the head of An Bao, who was looking straight at him, and asked in a low voice: "You said that after being so offended, this person didn't even struggle, how capable do you think she is?" Be patient."

"She can't bear it, she's drugged." Sun Ying took a cotton swab and dipped something from the woman's nostril. After testing it, he put it on a plate and said in a deep voice: "She was drugged." With the extremely heavy mandala, the whole person fell into a coma and was completely at the mercy of others. He could hardly feel the pain and naturally would not struggle."

Captain An suddenly realized: "No wonder the police officer who just went out to investigate came back and said that when the crime occurred, the neighbors did not hear any unusual noises."

Seeing that Yao Yao didn't speak for a long time, Han Changmu turned to look at her and saw that her face was pale and her expression was in a daze. He couldn't help but panic and asked urgently: "Yao Canjun, are you okay?"

Yao Yao came to his senses and said hesitantly: "Sir, there is that baby in the house who was born with weak limbs."

She didn't finish her words, but her meaning was already obvious.

Sun Ying also thought of the child, sewed up the incision, and while packing up the needle and thread, said in a low voice: "It is indeed possible."

At this point in the examination, there was basically nothing missing. Yao Yao drew a rough sketch of the patio and the deceased, dried the ink, put it in the examination booklet, and handed it to Sun Ying.

The Wannian County government officials who went to search Zhao San'er's house also rushed back. Everyone looked depressed. The leader saluted and said: "Captain, when we arrived, Zhao San'er's house had been turned upside down. Then The jade pendant is missing."

"Gone?" Han Changmu's face darkened and he turned around suddenly.

The yamen servant shook and lowered his head deeply: "Yes, Zhao San'er said that he hid the jade pendant in the cracks of the bed board and wanted to wait for the storm to pass before selling it, but the villains arrived By that time, the mattress had been lifted, the bed boards had been split open, and the jade pendant had long since disappeared."