No. 107, Dingyuan Road, used to be the house of the Agricultural Bureau. It is a typical four-building building surrounded by a large courtyard. The vacant area in the center of the courtyard can park more than fifty family cars. All buildings are six floors.

The Agriculture Bureau later merged with the Forestry Bureau to form the Agriculture and Forestry Bureau. With the reconstruction of the old city, the office was moved to a new city more than ten kilometers away. In order to work nearby, and because the housing prices in the new city were cheap, employees of the Agriculture and Forestry Bureau moved away from Ding.

At No. 107 Yuan Road, about 70% of the old houses here are rented out. The rest are elderly people from various households.

The incident took place in Room 502, Building 3.

When Hu Pingtao and Li Pingbo rushed to the scene, people from the criminal police team had already arrived.

As soon as I climbed up to the fourth floor, I smelled a disgusting stench.

Hu Pingtao frowned, held his breath, and quickly stepped up the stairs to the open door on the fifth floor. Wang Xiongjie happened to walk out of it.

He covered his mouth and nostrils with his left hand, and held a pack of unopened medical masks in his right hand. Judging from the situation, it was obvious that the smell in the house was too strong, and he had to take shelter outside temporarily.

"Put it on." Wang Xiongjie tore open the package and handed the masks to Hu Pingtao and Li Pingbo respectively. He hurriedly put on one himself: "It stinks so much, I'm going to be smoked to death."

Hu Pingtao put on a mask and asked: "Brother Wang, has the deceased rotted?"

When training at the police academy, one of the projects was the identification of smells.

Wang Xiongjie raised his hand to adjust the mask lanyard on his ears, and nodded: "Fat Ding's initial examination concluded that the time of death was seven to eight days. In such hot weather, it only takes half a day for a piece of tofu to become sour and stale, let alone a human...

...Well, it should be a corpse, which has reached a high level of decay."

As he said that, he took out two light blue shoe covers from his pocket: "Put these on and come in and take a look together."

The room is an old-style design. On the left side of the door is the bathroom, on the opposite side is the bathroom, separated from the living room by a wall. The corridor directly connects to the innermost master bedroom, and next to it is the second bedroom. It is a typical two-bedroom and one-living room.

There are light yellow wooden wall skirts all around, and there are gypsum antique decorations around the living room ceiling. Although the overall decoration style is old-fashioned, it can show the wealth of the owner. After all, such decoration was very expensive a few decades ago, costing at least tens of thousands.

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There is an LCD screen on the TV cabinet, with a three-meter-long glass coffee table in the middle, and a couch close to the wall. Between the sofa and the coffee table, near the corridor on the right, a highly decomposed female corpse is leaning against the wall.

On the sofa, two-thirds of the body was in contact with the ground, and there were black dried blood stains everywhere on the surrounding furniture, walls, and floor.

She was wearing a goose-yellow long skirt. The breathable Modal fabric had long been contaminated by carrion and blood, and was closely adhered to the body of the deceased, turning into a dry, hard black condensation.

The members of the criminal police team were all acquaintances. When they saw Wang Xiongjie and Hu Pingtao coming in, they all greeted him.

Everyone was wearing masks, but they still couldn't block the stench that penetrated their nostrils.

Wang Xiongjie walked to the sofa, pointed at the deceased, and said seriously: "The cause of death was a cut in the throat by external force. Xiaohu, look at this throat. The cut wound is so big, especially the muscles in the deceased's front neck, all broken."

Following Wang Xiongjie's instructions, Hu Pingtao held his breath and squatted down very close to carefully observe the highly decomposed corpse.

It was impossible to judge the age of the deceased from his appearance. The corpse had begun to swell, and the exposed skin bulged like a balloon. Although it was only slightly convex, it showed that it was filled with pus. As long as you poke it lightly with your finger, it would flow out mixed with dark yellow liquid.

With black and purple liquid.

There are mosquitoes and flies flying in the air, which is the best delicacy in the world for them.

The neck bones of the deceased were broken, and there were traces of cuts and hacks with sharp instruments.

"The trachea and carotid artery were severed, so she should have died immediately. But even so, the murderer still did not let her go, and struck her neck with a knife repeatedly, almost breaking her spine."

Hu Pingtao pointed at the broken neck, frowned and said: "The murderer's killing techniques are very unfamiliar, and he should not be a vicious and habitual criminal. But there are more than a dozen wounds on the muscle level alone, and he refuses to let go even if the person is dead.

, just short of cutting off the head, what a great hatred!"

With that said, he stood up and asked Wang Xiongjie doubtfully: "Brother Wang, this person has been dead for more than a week, why are you only finding out now?"

Wang Xiongjie pointed to the ceiling: "The case was reported by the neighbor upstairs of the deceased. Many people in this compound are tenants, as are No. 601 and No. 602 upstairs. In fact, the quality of this house is good, but in the past few years, the city leaders

After changing people, some inexplicable policies were introduced. Do you still remember that the incident that required each community to dismantle the anti-theft cages on neighboring streets was done at that time."

Hu Pingtao nodded: "Remember, the reason for demolishing the anti-theft cage at that time was "occupying public space." There were many people who opposed it, and some people posted on the Internet, saying that if this regulation is followed, then people wearing glasses would also be occupying public space.

Space also falls within the scope of forced demolition.”

Wang Xiongjie turned around and faced the living room window: "There is a awning on the exterior wall of each floor of this building. It is a plastic plate installed on the anti-theft cage. Once the anti-theft cage is removed, the rainwater will flow along.

The exterior wall flowed into the window cracks. Look over there, the wall near the window has been soaked by rainwater, and a large piece of the decorative layer has fallen off, which is what remains from that time."

"After the forced demolition, the damaged parts of the wall were not repaired. Rainwater cut through the gaps in the steel bars along the outer wall and flowed into the wall. The decoration materials in the past were very different from now. Once the wire coverings buried in the wall were broken, they would be destroyed.

It will cause a short circuit. When you were not here just now, Xiao Gu asked for a list of tenants from the property management. Both houses upstairs have leaks of water and electricity, so since the first half of this year, the house has been empty, making it difficult to rent."

Hu Pingtao was a little puzzled: "Although it is a problem left over from the past, the owner only needs to repair it, and it doesn't cost much."

Wang Xiongjie explained: "The employees of the Agriculture and Forestry Bureau all work in the Xincheng District, and the people taking care of them are all elderly people. On the one hand, they find it troublesome, and on the other hand, they also want to take advantage. As long as the house is rented out, there are

Let the tenants solve any problems themselves, so Room 601 has been vacant and has not been rented out until now. Someone saw the rental information of Room 602 online yesterday. The tenant is a girl who sells alcohol in a nightclub and gets off work at six in the morning.

I was on my way over here, so we made an appointment to view the house early this morning."

Hu Pingtao asked: "When they went upstairs, they smelled the smell and called the police?"

Wang Xiongjie nodded: "The girl who wanted to rent a house asked first: Why is the building so smelly? The old lady who rented the house was also funny. It is said that she pretended not to smell it and only wanted to urge people to sign the rental contract. It was still that woman

I felt something was wrong, so I went door to door from the fifth floor to the second floor, knocking on doors, and then I discovered the problem, so I called the police."

Hu Pingtao turned around and glanced towards the door: "Isn't there usually no one next door at 501?"

"There is no one in No. 402 downstairs." Wang Xiongjie sighed: "The house in this section is not easy to rent. No. 401 lives by himself, but the owner usually lives in Xincheng and seldom comes back, so he only rents this place.

It is used as a storage room to store some sundries that are not usually used. There are people in this unit below the third floor, but there is a layer between the fifth and third floors, so the smell is very weak as it floats down, so it does not attract attention. "

"The two residents on the third floor are both tenants. They said they can smell the stench these days. But they usually go to work during the day and come back very late at night. In addition, the building faces the street, so they thought it was from the sewage pipes outside.

The smell, or it could be the rat poison recently put in the community, which killed a few mice... Anyway, no one paid attention."

"Normally, no one would think of going upstairs. If I hadn't been discovered by the girl who rented the apartment today, I'm afraid this matter would have dragged on."

Just as he was talking, Zhang Yixuan walked out of the master bedroom, rushed past Hu Pingtao and nodded, as a greeting.

He held a notebook and a stack of materials in his hand: "Captain Wang, the identity of the deceased has been determined."

Wang Xiongjie suddenly became interested: "Say it, I'm listening!"

"The deceased's name is Zhu Yajun, female, 37 years old, unmarried. She used to be a doctor, but later changed her profession and currently works in an identification center."

"Authentication center?" Wang Xiongjie was a little surprised by this: "What kind of appraisal center? What does it mainly do?"

Zhang Yixuan flipped over the documents in his hand: "The full name is "Alice Appraisal Center". It is in the north of Xincheng District. It can be reached directly by Metro Line 2. Get off at Changning Street Station, which is across the street. Their main business is physical examination.

We also do DNA testing at the same time.”

Forensic doctor Ding Jian happened to come out of the bathroom. Hearing these words, he muttered through his mask: "So, this woman is half the same as me!"

Hu Pingtao smiled and said: "Brother Ding, please don't make trouble. Let's clarify the situation first."

Zhang Yixuan continued: "I called the appraisal center, and the other party replied that Zhu Yajun has not been at work since last week. I didn't ask for leave, and the phone couldn't be reached."

As he spoke, he turned sideways and pointed in the direction of the bedroom: "We searched the room and found no cell phone of the deceased. The identification center called her seven times and said no one answered.

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Wang Xiongjie looked serious: "You and Gu Dewei will be responsible for the mobile phone. Starting from the telecommunications bureau, we will strictly check every phone call made by the deceased during this period, and be sure to find out the person and content of the call. Of course, if we can find out where

It would be better if the deceased’s mobile phone was found.”

After that, he continued to ask: "Are there any other discoveries?"

Zhang Yixuan shook his head: "I don't have any at the moment."

Wang Xiongjie turned to Ding Jian: "Fat Ding, where are you?"

Ding Jian was wearing gloves and flicking the fingertips of his right hand across his fat belly, as if he was operating on an invisible computer keyboard: "I have told you the results of the initial inspection, and the detailed data will have to be returned to the bureau.

Further inspection. It’s just that the body is so rotten that it will be very troublesome to transport it later... Lao Wang, you have to have a good talk with the bureau and send me an assistant."

"Hmph!" Wang Xiongjie sneered at this: "Don't think I don't know how petty you are. Why don't you just want to leave the dirty work to others! Fatty Ding, let's just talk about this behind closed doors.

Yes, if you really want to mention it to me, hehehehe... the bureau chief will definitely not let you go."

Ding Jian was not annoyed, he still smiled and said: "Old Wang, you are in trouble! If you don't help, you won't help, and you have to say so unpleasantly. Forget it, I will treat you to dinner tonight. There is a restaurant on the road around the city.

The fried buns are very good, and I’ll give you a bowl of spicy soup. The soup is delicious, sticky, and has duck blood in it. It tastes like paste. I’m sure you won’t forget it after drinking it.”

Before Wang Xiongjie could get angry, Ding Jian quickly turned around and ran out.

Highly decomposed corpses, plus sticky spicy spicy soup. Just these few words can make Wang Xiongjie sick for a whole day.

Wang Xiongjie wanted to curse, but he could only see Ding Jian's back quickly disappearing outside the door.

"You damn fat man, I'll deal with you later!" He cursed bitterly and turned to Hu Pingtao, who was standing next to him: "Xiaohu, have you discovered anything?"

Everyone's visual angle is different, not to mention Hu Pingtao's previous performance. This is why Wang Xiongjie insisted on asking Liao Qiu to send him to the scene after receiving the police.

After all, the place where this case occurred falls under the jurisdiction of the Eryuan Road Police Station.

Hu Pingtao thought for a moment and said seriously: "I think the situation in this room is a bit strange."

Wang Xiongjie and Zhang Yixuan looked at him in unison.

The former asked curiously: "What do you mean?"

The expression on the latter's face was habitually cold and arrogant, but he couldn't hide the doubt in his eyes: "No, how long have you been in here?"

Hu Pingtao stepped forward and walked to the deceased who was leaning on the sofa: "Judging from the way Zhu Yajun fell, she was attacked from behind."

Zhang Yixuan had become accustomed to arguing with him, and subconsciously asked: "How do you know that the murderer struck from behind?"

"The knife that cut the throat was very deep." Hu Pingtao pointed to the wound in the throat of the deceased and said: "Although the body is rotten, the cuts are still there. Look at the blood stains around here. It is everywhere on the wall in this direction.

, the entire sofa was soaked and completely black. This shows that when Zhu Yajun was killed, the throat wound was facing this side. The rupture of the main artery is no joke, it will create a strong splash effect. You

Look at the blood stains on the wall and sofa, right here, about thirty centimeters away from the sofa, this is the first crime scene."

With that said, Hu Pingtao said to Wang Xiongjie: "Brother Wang, please come over here and I will give you a signal."

Wang Xiongjie walked over as instructed, with his back to Hu Pingtao. The latter covered his mouth with his left hand, reached in front of Wang Xiongjie with his right hand, turned his palm into a knife, and feinted at Wang Xiongjie's neck.

"The first knife cut his throat with great force, causing a very deep wound." Hu Pingtao turned Wang Xiongjie away, bent down and pointed at the neck of the deceased: "The murderer had no experience in committing crimes, and was afraid that Zhu Yajun would not die, so he continued
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