Chapter 147: The second divine judgment, the method of surfacing! The information provided by the police stated that neither of the two men committed the crime. Chen Kang was hunting rats in a certain house when the crime occurred. The male owner of that house had seen the clock and could testify. Su Chen thought: "I don't really trust clocks that can be adjusted, but the time on the surveillance video that the police later checked at the gate of the community also showed that it matched." "The time on the monitor is synchronized with the main station in real time. Even if it is adjusted, it will be synchronized with the main station standard time in the next second." "Therefore, Chen Kang's alibi is still very convincing." "And Zhao Ping's alibi has just been demonstrated, so there is no need to say more." The biggest difficulty for the police now is that they have not found any substantial evidence and most of it is just speculation. There is a feeling of being constantly beating on the periphery, unable to reach the core.
"The murderer must have used some kind of trick to prevent the police from obtaining key information." Su Chen walked to the corpse and looked at the strange death state of the deceased—— His hands were tied in front with plastic strips, and he was covered with a red fluffy down jacket. In addition, Qin Ming mentioned a very special point in the autopsy report, which also attracted Su Chen's attention. He wrote: The calcium ion content in cadaver sarcomeres exceeds the standard, and actin and myosin are cross-linked, causing the pull along the direction of myofilaments... making rigor mortis and other phenomena appear faster. Therefore, Qin Ming judged that the deceased must have undergone extremely high-intensity exercise before death. He is worthy of being a forensic expert. He was able to realize that this situation might lead to misjudgment of the time of death, so he eliminated this interference through a large number of tests. "In the field of forensic medicine, I believe in the judgment of expert Qin Ming. With his expertise, ordinary tricks cannot fool him." "Therefore, the time of death given by Qin Ming should be the actual time of death of the deceased." Su Chen raised his head, looked at the corpse in front of him, and whispered: "But, as I said, sometimes, death may not only happen at the moment of death. Some people are alive and they are already dead." "Suppose the murderer really used a trick and deceived the police experts." "Then according to Lockard's principle in inspection science, whenever there is contact, it will definitely leave traces." "I think the strange behavior of this corpse is probably not the murderer's bad taste, it's just that he couldn't make the corpse normal." What does he want to do? Confuse the public, or use this to cover up some traces? These things can only be determined by finding out the reasons for the corpse's posture. At this time, Su Chen had to raise another question, that is, why did the murderer turn on the heating? "The only thing I haven't explained clearly about my method of cracking the secret room is the heating problem."
"At the beginning, I thought the murderer wanted the heating to speed up the transformation of the body and confuse the medical examiner." "But judging from the inference just now, the murderer's method may not be so simple." An idea gradually emerged in Su Chen's mind. This idea was just an idea at first. It wasn't until I happened to see the row of ice bags in Zhao Ping's canteen that it became clearer. It also prompted Su Chen to say to the little girl in the waiting room, "Some people are alive, but they are dead." "Divine Judgment, please move the time forward a little further." Su Chen said softly: "Start verification now." The words have not yet finished. The entire space at the murder scene, except for Su Chen, immediately came to a standstill. Then everything went backwards. The corpse was resurrected and turned into a hanging man who was dying and struggling with subconscious twitches. But this is not over yet. In the retreat of all things, the heating parts scattered on the ground were recovered. The clean windows were covered with a layer of dust. The closed curtains slowly opened, and the sunlight filtered in. In an instant, the entire gloomy room became much brighter. The smell of crime is gone! "I didn't expect that this time, we could go back so much..." Su Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise. And when his eyes looked from the window to the room. He found that the body was gone. Instead, there was a man opening the door and entering. Perhaps due to long-term gambling, this man looked very haggard, with emaciated limbs, and on his back was an unconscious little girl. It's Zhao Sihai. Su Chen observed calmly, it seemed that time had gone back to when Zhao Sihai entered the room. "Okay, let's start the deduction now." Su Chen said. then! As if the play button had been pressed, the whole room began to move again.
Zhao Sihai knocked open the door, panting heavily, and brought the little girl into the house. He put his hands on his knees, panting, but showed a ferocious smile. "Okay, okay, let those who pushed me to the point of desperation regret it... After today, I will be famous throughout the country..." "Kill her now, ah, although it is just an imitation of the Platinum Case, it is finally complete..." Looking at Zhao Sihai's sick smile, Su Chen frowned. Does a desperate gambler feel that the whole society owes him? It seems that Zhao Sihai imitated the Bai Jin case, and his motive for committing the crime was to take revenge on society. Beside Su Chen, the scene continued to play out. Zhao Sihai put the unconscious little girl on the floor, pinched her face with one hand, and made her lean back to expose her neck. With his other hand, he took out an inch-long dagger from his pocket and extended the blade. It seemed that he had sharpened it, revealing a cold reflection. Zhao Sihai's face was fierce, and he was about to cut the dagger into the little girl's neck. A drop of unknown liquid suddenly hit his philtrum. A faint fragrance came from his nose, and Zhao Sihai felt as if his limbs were out of control. His hand tilted, and the dagger brushed the little girl's skin. He raised his head with difficulty. Su Chen was also surprised at this moment and looked around the room. He saw a man wearing a black hood, walking out from the dark corner of the room, and said in a relaxed tone: "You are too impatient, and you are so impatient that you didn't even notice that there was someone in the room when you came in?" Zhao Sihai's body was already quite out of control at this time. He sat on the ground, leaning against the door, and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "What was that thing you just had..." "Ah, this is a good thing I brought from Jinling, which is a level higher than your anesthetic powder." "The death penalty room of the Jinling Public Security Bureau always has a lot of advanced chemical stuff, such as this spinal cord inhibitor, which can make you unable to move, but conscious." The man wearing a black hood still spoke in a relaxed tone. He wore shoe covers and gloves and walked in front of Zhao Sihai: "And the thing I like most about it is that it can't be detected by existing means, so it needs to be controlled." Zhao Sihai was shocked, but his body was completely unable to move. A horrified expression appeared on his face, and he screamed with all his might: "Jinling City, death penalty, you... You are the murderer of the Baijin case! You..." "Shh!" The man wearing a black hood leaned over, made a gesture to silence, and said in his ear:
"Keep your voice down, but it doesn't matter, after all, you chose a good place and there are not many people around." "To be honest, I'm tired of you copycats. You just cause me trouble unilaterally." "I didn't care before, but this time, I have to clean up your mess."