Netherworld Investigator Chapter 1: The God of Broken Prison

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Have you ever seen a strange boss who chopped customers into meat sauce and steamed them into a cage of steamed buns for sale?

Have you ever seen a strange doctor who transformed his rival into a pig and was imprisoned in a farm?

Have you ever seen a strange orphan who was raised by bats and made a living by sucking human blood?

I have seen them all.

My name is Song Yang, and I am currently the chief consultant of the Public Security Department of H Province, and my real identity is a fake.

A friend can’t figure out, what does the work do?

Wao Zuo is an ancient Chinese coroner. A good Wu Zuo can not only perform an autopsy, but is also proficient in a set of unknown tricks.

They can often use rice wine, silver needles, red umbrellas, rosin and other folk life items to pry open the mouth of the dead to catch the murderer.

For 30 years of serving the Public Security Bureau, I used my family skills to crack countless major cases that shocked China. Some of these cases are abnormal, some are horrible, some are cruel, and some are scalping. Tingling.

In order to let people know the magic of this business, I decided to share my experience with everyone.

However, in view of the confidentiality principle of the Public Security Department, many cities and characters have used pseudonyms. I hope everyone can understand. Okay, the book is back!

I was born in a small county in the south. I have never seen my parents since I was a child, and I live with my grandfather in a quaint ancestral home.

Although I don’t have parents, my grandpa’s love for me surpasses everything.

In my life, he only taught me sternly once: “Yang’er, you have to remember that when you grow up, grandpa won’t stop you, except for the three occupations. , The first is to be an official, the second is the police, and the third…is a forensic doctor!”

At that time, I was still young and didn’t even know what forensic medicine was. I just nodded ignorantly.

But as I grew older, I gradually developed a strange feeling that Grandpa’s identity is definitely not simple!

The reason why I feel this way is because my grandpa has nothing to do every day and never works, but he has a steady stream of money to buy me delicious food for me to study.

Furthermore, every once in a while, there are always big leaders bringing a group of small policemen to visit. They are very respectful to Grandpa, and often bring some gifts, such as Moutai wine, panda cigarettes and so on.

They often talk to Grandpa for a long time in the room, ranging from an hour to a few hours, sometimes even from morning to evening. Every time these leaders left within a few days, a major case would be solved in the province, such as the Sichuan Restaurant Mingchao case and the Southwest University corpse case. These cases have caused a national sensation, so that I, who live in a small county, also have a case. Heard.

I faintly feel that the breaking of these cases is inextricably linked to Grandpa, but he never reveals a word to me!

Grandpa’s relationship has made the whole family follow. Aunt’s business outside has been very smooth. Once my aunt lost a truck on the highway, the police took the truck respectfully in a day. Respectfully delivered.

Even when I took the high school entrance exam a few tenths of a time, I finally got admitted to a key middle school as I wished.

When I was twelve years old, the county town was going to build a big road. This road happened to pass through the old house of the Song family. The neighbors around were unable to support the demolition office and moved away one after another. Only grandpa is unwilling to give up the old house uploaded by his ancestors, and he is determined to be a “nail house”.

The contractor who undertook the construction of this road was not a fuel-efficient lamp. Seeing that it was too soft, he drove two excavators to our door. Rumble knocked down a wall and made it clear that he wanted to stand up!

The scene at the time scared me into tears.

Grandpa sighed lightly, picked up the phone and dialed a number, and said a few words lightly. Unexpectedly, a few minutes later, the excavator left in a hurry.

And early the next morning, many leaders and the foreman personally came to apologize and apologized. The foreman also paid out one hundred thousand yuan in person to make amends. This is a lot of money for the small county town, but Grandpa just waved his hand gently and declined the offer.

Of course the main road continued to be built, but it was a big turn in front of our house. This incident buried a strong curiosity in my young mind. Why is grandpa so magical?

When I was fifteen years old, I accidentally found two broken books in the box of the old house, one of which was called “The Real Edition of Washing Mistakes”, written in the seventh year of Chunyou in the Southern Song Dynasty. The author was Song Ci. people. The other is called “The God of Judgment”, and there is no author on it.

Based on my level of classical Chinese at the time, it was a bit difficult to understand these two ancient books. I could barely understand the little people drawn in the two books. They were all about human structure diagrams, inspection of corpses, and the like.

For some reason, these two books have an extraordinary magical power to me. After opening them, I can’t let them go anymore. I told my grandfather to carry forward the spirit of ants chewing bones, and just put these two obscure ancient books. It’s over for’nibbles’!

To me, these two books seem to be a door to a new world, although the book mentions the occupation of wu, which was used to examine corpses in ancient times to find clues to solve cases. But I don’t feel scary at all, on the contrary, I find it fresh, interesting and challenging.

When I was sixteen, I had the opportunity to apply what I learned for the first time in my life.

It was in the dog days. Grandpa went out early in the morning. I was at home during the summer vacation. I had nothing to do. I used a bamboo stick to glue the tree on the tree to play with it. At this time, a black Jetta car A slammed brake, and stopped at the door of the Song family’s old house.

A burly man walked down from the car, with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his skin was tanned, and he walked into the yard violently. I recognized him as a police officer who visited my grandfather several times before, and I remember it as if his surname was Sun.

Officer Sun did not wear a police uniform today, but a short-sleeved shirt with a briefcase in his hand. He was sweating profusely with a wisp of heat on his head. He saw me and asked: “Boy, is your grandpa at home?”

“Not here, he is out.”

Officer Sun wrinkled his mold, picked up his collar and kept fanning the wind, and muttered: “It’s so hot in this weather.”

I hurriedly said: “Uncle, come in for a while! I’ll pour you a cold drink.”

“Okay, so sensible!”

The police officer Sun was very brave. He went into the living room and unceremoniously found a chair to sit down. He took the big glass of Coke I poured him and poured it into his stomach, wiped his mouth happily, and then clicked I got a cigarette and asked me: “Little devil, are you in high school?”

“Just entered the first year of high school.” I replied.

“How was your grade?”

“Not bad.”

“Anyone in the class bullies you?”

“Nothing.”

“If a classmate doesn’t bully you, tell your uncle, uncle will help you find a place!” Officer Sun laughed.

“Uncle, what is your relationship with my grandpa?” I think this is a great opportunity to get to know grandpa.

“Your grandfather, he is really an expert who has never met in a century. Unfortunately, his temper is also a stubbornness that is rare in a century. I don’t know how many leaders have come to invite him out of the mountain these years. He just doesn’t want to live and die. The director gave him a condition. As long as he worked for our police for a year, he would retire and get a pension of 50,000 a month. This condition is not tempting, and I am considered satisfied! So there is no way, we have to Another way to cooperate.” Officer Sun sighed.

“Cooperate, what is the cooperation?” I asked.

Officer Sun just wanted to answer, and suddenly seemed to realize that he had missed his mouth. He quickly covered his stomach and said, “Oh, why is my stomach hurting suddenly? It’s probably a cold drink too hard, where is the toilet? “

“In the backyard.” I pointed my hand.

Officer Sun clutched his stomach, and ran to the backyard like a gust of wind, followed by a sound of rustling noise.

The button of the briefcase that Officer Sun threw on the table was unbuttoned, and a photo was slid out of it, with some red, green, and red things on it, which aroused my intense curiosity!

While there was no one around, I stretched out my hand wickedly, but my heart was beating like a drum. In my mind, it is illegal to peek at the police’s confidential documents, and maybe even go to jail, but I really want to see it.

So I persuaded myself to just take a look, just take a look, and then put it back.

I took out the photo from my briefcase. As expected, it was a corpse. Although I have seen a lot of dead people in the movie, I know that they are all fake, and there is no real corpse. The shock to come.

The corpse in the photo is an adult male, wearing a suit. The white shirt has been stained red with blood. With his head hanging down, he is sitting in front of an open safe with a hanging on his right ear. A pair of glasses. There was a long and deep wound on his throat from which the blood flowed.

A lot of banknotes were scattered around the corpse, and a lot of blood was stained on it.

My gaze was caught by the content of the photo. I didn’t feel terrible at all. There was even a kind of uncontrollable excitement, like a hungry man seeing delicious food or a satyr seeing a beautiful woman. I know this analogy is a bit inappropriate. The dead should be respected, but I just feel inexplicably excited!

Just as I was watching, I suddenly stretched out a big hand behind me and suddenly snatched the photo from my hand.

I turned my head and saw that Officer Sun was standing behind me, staring at me with a serious look.

“Little devil, who allowed you to peek at my files. Peeking at the police’s files is against the law, don’t you know?” Officer Sun said angrily.

“I just…I just glanced at…really…” I was incoherent in shock.

Officer Sun squinted his eyes and suddenly showed a sly smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: “Why not, I will test you. If you can answer it, it will be fine; if you can’t answer it, don’t blame me for being polite , Please go to the police station to reflect on it for a few days.”

When he said this, I was relieved, because I probably guessed what he was going to test me!

Sure enough, after I nodded in agreement, Officer Sun asked me: “Tell me, what murder weapon did this man kill?”

“Give me the picture.”

I took the photo, glanced again, and said with certainty: “The wound on the throat is fatal. Judging from the shape of the wound, it was injured by a sharp object with edges and corners, but if it was a knife , Daggers and other murder weapons, I think you probably wouldn’t ask me this kind of question specifically, so the murder weapon must be very special!”

Sergeant Sun came and got interested: “Yes, Little Mao said it so nicely, but you can tell, what exactly is the murder weapon?”

I handed over the photo: “The murder weapon is on this photo.”

Officer Sun stared at the photo, blinked and said, “The murder weapon is in the photo? You are not talking nonsense, are you talking nonsense? I personally participated in the investigation of this case. I have searched both inside and outside the scene, but I didn’t find it. The murder weapon, in fact, the murderer had already caught it, if it wasn’t for the murder weapon…” He stopped talking suddenly and coughed: “Don’t talk nonsense, tell me what the murder weapon is!”

“It is the banknotes on the ground!” I replied simply, “Accurately, these banknotes.”

Officer Sun blinked his eyes in astonishment: “Banknotes? No, how is this possible?”

“Why is it impossible to tie a wad of brand-new banknotes tightly together, the edges are sharp enough to cut such a deep and long wound, and then they are scattered and thrown on the scene of the murder, so’the murder weapon ‘It disappeared.’ I replied.

Officer Sun took a breath and couldn’t help giving me a thumbs up: “Awesome, you deserve to be Song Zhaolin’s grandson.”

Actually, this is not what I came up with. Among the bizarre cases recorded in “The God of Hell”, there were cases of paper knife murder. When I saw the **** banknotes scattered all over the photo, I didn’t realize it. Think of it above. From what Police Officer Sun said just now, it can be judged that the murderer should have been caught in this case, but the murder weapon could not be convicted, so he specifically came to ask Grandpa for help.

“Okay, thank you, this trip was not in vain anyway. When will I come to the provincial capital to play, my uncle will ask you to eat KFC. By the way, I have a daughter who also goes to high school. You two must play Come.” Officer Sun smiled and took the photo back into his bag, and said to himself: “Song Zhaolin, the old thief, has been telling me that the Song family will never work again. He has been cultivating you in secret. It seems It’s great that the Song family has a successor.”

“Sun Huo, what are you talking about there is a successor?”

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door, and I looked back and saw Grandpa standing there. There was a cold war in fright. Because my grandfather never allowed me to touch these things, let alone I peeked at the two banned books.

Grandpa slowly turned his somber gaze from Officer Sun to me, as if he understood something, at that moment, I was so scared!

       

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