People with psychedelic dreams mistake daydreaming as reality, they are fanatical and blind; people with crazy defenses are willing to slaughter at the cost of slaughter, they are possessed and extreme.

——Voltaire

1

Going to the hospital for examination was like a nightmare. Fortunately, after the nightmare process ended, the ending was like waking up from a dream. Bell and I were so normal that we couldn't be normal anymore.

"It seems that we have not had enough merits, and the Queen Mother has not favored us yet." I said with a smile on my face.

"You are on business trips for two hundred days a year, but I can't blame the Empress Zhusheng." Lingdang looked contemptuous.

"Then I won't be on a business trip today, I will go to have a baby when I go home tonight." I continued to look playful.

"Have you had no cases recently?" asked Ling Ding.

"Shh..." I said, "I can't say this."

Before he finished speaking, the phone rang unpredictably.

"Look, look, look, look," I pointed to the words "command center" on the screen of my phone, "Just say that you can't say this. The more you say that it's okay, the more you'll be in trouble, it's so weird."

"Yanggong County has launched a murder case and requested support." The duty officer of the command center told me, "I guess the forensic doctor and trace examination must be taken. Please inform Lin Tao again."

"But," I was a little resistant, "We are still in the '63rd Special Project' in Longfan City, and there will be a case briefing tonight."

"This is how the department leader instructed it." said the duty staff, "Besides, the investigation of the '63rd Special Project' is not clear yet. The main thing is to wait for the progress of the investigation department. It is not very useful for you to follow up. If there is anything that the investigation department needs to explain, you can contact us by phone. So, you should go to the scene of the palace first."

After hanging up the phone, I looked at the bell, and she looked calm. After so many years together, she had been used to me running all over the province every few days. I felt a little sad, but I could only smile, cover up my guilt, and sang in the tone of Peking Opera: "My wife, look—we can't give birth to children, Lin Tao can't find a wife, it's all thanks to criminals. When I get this young master to catch him, let's discuss the reproduction plan-"

Aunt Zhao is already in her seventies and lives alone in a small courtyard on the east end of Yanggong County. Several of her children are working outside and don’t come back once a year. Aunt Zhao usually relies on picking up some bottles and jars to sell them, plus the living expenses provided by the child to make a living. Aunt Zhao is in good health and will go out for a walk every morning and pick up some things that can be sold for money.

Early in the morning of August 11, Aunt Zhao walked around the alley near the yard as usual.

The complex alley has been around for decades, and there are still many "garbage houses" left in the alley. The so-called garbage houses are a small space built with bricks decades ago for everyone to pile up garbage. Because it is very difficult to clean these garbage houses, so basically no one is using them now. Neighbors have bought some garbage cans next to the garbage house. This way, when sanitation workers come to clean, they can be hung up with garbage trucks, which is much more convenient than before.

These trash cans always bring surprises to Aunt Zhao. She is not lacking in the money she has to pick up scattered goods, but she likes the sense of accomplishment brought by "grabbing gold" in the trash can.

The weather was gloomy that morning, which made people feel dull and humid, but there was no sign of rain. Aunt Zhao walked in the deserted alley, secretly glad that she got up early enough today, it was dark and sparsely populated. As usual, she was searching in the trash can, but Yu Guang suddenly saw a dark shadow in the garbage room next to her.

"Oh, what's the thing like this big bag?" She muttered to herself, and struggled to straighten her waist and walked into the garbage room.

In one corner of the garbage room, there was a bulging sack. The bag seemed to be wrapped in a scarf. Under the faint sunlight, there was a faint reflection.

Aunt Zhao walked closer to the sack and suddenly felt a foul smell coming to her nose.

This stench almost made Aunt Zhao stagger.

"Why are you good things?" Aunt Zhao rubbed her nose, "A stolen guy. I guess even the sanitation workers won't take away this thing."

Aunt Zhao looked at the scarf on the bag with pity and said, "I don't know who is so unpretentious. Can the lobster shell be thrown around? This day, I will leave it here for two days, and I will not make my neighbors faint. Moreover, if you don't want the scarf, don't use it as a rope, it's a pity."

Residents of Yanggong County have formed a habit. From April to October every year, it is the peak season for crayfish, and residents will use crayfish and beer as midnight snacks. So at night, the streets of the county town are full of lobster food stalls and people singing while drinking. It is said that several tons of lobsters are eaten every day in Yanggong County, and tons of lobster shells are cleaned.

Some unethical businesses will discard lobster shells themselves in order to save cleaning fees, so it is not strange to find bags of lobster shells in residential areas.

Aunt Zhao, who has a strong sense of social responsibility, pinched her nose and endured the stench, padded it with a piece of waste cloth, and dragged the sack to an abandoned pig farm dozens of meters away.

"It won't be stinking for everyone if it's put here." Aunt Zhao clapped her hands with satisfaction, then looked at the loose scarf that she pulled during the dragging process and then floated away with the morning breeze.

Before Aunt Zhao could leave the abandoned pig farm, one or two skinny local dogs ran over and grabbed and bit the bag.

"Eat, you can have a full meal." Aunt Zhao squatted in the distance, narrowed her eyes, and looked at the two dogs who were about to feast on.

The sack was loose, and the dog quickly pulled out a sheet-like thing from the sack. It was the kind of "national sheet", the pink flower-like sheet that almost everyone who has been in the 1970s has seen.

"How could I wrap lobster shells with bed sheets?" Aunt Zhao widened her eyes and became suspicious.

As the bed sheet was pulled open by the dog, there was not a pile of shrimp shells scattered as Aunt Zhao imagined, but a naked human foot was exposed.

This scene scared Aunt Zhao and sat on the ground. After a while, a sense of social responsibility surged in her heart again. She almost smashed all the stones at her feet, and finally drove away the two local dogs. Then she pressed the undulating chest with one hand, took out a cheap cell phone with the other, and dialed 110 tremblingly.

"The weather seems to be something wrong." I hung up the phone and looked at the dark clouds through the car window. "I hope their preliminary investigation will be carried out quickly, otherwise it will rain in a while."

The most fearful murder scene in the wild is that it encounters rainy days. If the investigation is not timely, the most critical clues and evidence may be lost. I can't help but start to worry.

"Yes." Two thick eyebrows twisted into a knot on Lin Tao's white face. "The traces in the early stage were damaged. If you meet the Rain God again, it would be a big deal."

Dabao continued to raise his scissors' hands iconically regardless of the weather: "I will not get hemorrhoids when I go out to survey the site, yes!"

After a while, the raindrops as big as beans began to knock on the car windows frequently. The heavy rain came, which made the snow worse. The desolate highway gradually began to appear dark day. Driver Han Liang had to turn on the headlights and drive slowly in the heavy rain. Where the headlights shone, it seemed that the wreckage of a puppy that was crushed by a vehicle could be seen.

"As soon as the rain comes, these wreckages will corruption and will soon become corrupt." I looked at the lost life with pity and predicted the future of this wreckage with professional knowledge of forensic science.

"Why is it so dark this day?" Dabao pushed his glasses, as if he didn't resonate with me. He looked around like darkness and said, "It's not a solar eclipse, right?"

"How could it be? This is covered with dark clouds." Han Liang said, "The next solar eclipse, even an annular solar eclipse will only be visible until 2020. Total solar eclipse will have to wait until 2034."

Han Liang, our driver, is a magical second-generation rich man. After he retired from the army of the armed police, he gave up the opportunity of asset management of tens of millions of yuan. With a dream of uniforms, he came to the Public Security Department to work as a full-time driver. Although he has a low education, he is full of knowledge and has a wide range of knowledge.

After Han Liang finished speaking, Dabao began to break up his fingers. I knew he was counting how old he would be when he was waiting for that time.

I shook my head helplessly at the outrageously poor science student, then turned to look out the window and said quietly: "What's the matter of raining so heavily? Don't fall. I know you have a grievance. Am I here?"

I seemed to see Lin Tao's hair standing upright. Lin Tao, who was sitting in the back row, hugged the backrest of the front seats and said nervously: "Who are you talking to? What have you seen?"

Surprisingly, when we were about to drive off the highway, the sky was clear. Judging from the dry ground, there was no rain above Yanggong County. This is the case in summer. You can experience cloudy and heavy rain when you take a highway. It is precisely because of this that the corpse will accelerate its corruption in a dry and wet environment. The corpse that I experienced the fastest corruption was revealed to be a giant two days after my death.

But today, we are very glad that it did not rain in Yanggong County and we had enough time to investigate the site.

"Dream of Red Mansions" mentions Wang Xifeng, which uses "hearing the sound before seeing the person." For some forensic doctors with a keen sense of smell, every time they go to the murder scene in summer, it is "hearing the smell before seeing the corpse." So before we saw the onlookers, Dabao said: "Well, it's coming soon."

At the end of a twisted alley, there was an abandoned pig farm, with several broken brick houses without doors and windows and a weed-covered ground. In the middle of the ground, the sack surrounded by countless flies is our job.

It is 60 meters away from the garbage house where Aunt Zhao found the body to this abandoned pig farm. Starting from the garbage house, the police have surrounded it with a warning belt. Considering that this is a residential area and there are many residents entering and leaving, a policeman will stand guard every few meters to prevent onlookers from entering the scene to spy on the case.

"Hello, Chief Qin." Forensic Dr. Jiang from Yanggong County took off his gloves, walked over, and shook hands with me. He is one of the few forensic doctors in the county-level public security organs in the province who have obtained the title of deputy chief forensic physician. He is about 40 years old, and he looks very capable and is very humble.

"The body has not been seen yet." Forensic Dr. Jiang said, "We just conducted a carpet-style search near the garbage house. Unfortunately, there are too many residents in the past, and it is impossible to find valuable clues. The only discovery was that this mobile phone was found in the cracks of the stone in the garbage house."

Forensic Dr. Jiang brought up a bag of physical evidence, which contained a cheap smartphone with a broken screen.

"The phone can still be turned on," said Dr. Jiang. "I have contacted the person in the phone's address book. The phone is from an eleven-year-old boy named Bao Guangmin. The boy disappeared five days ago, on August 9. So we have initially judged that the deceased is the owner of the phone, Bao Guangmin."

Lin Tao put on gloves, took the physical evidence bag, took out a multi-band light source from the investigation box, and observed whether there were any traces on the phone.

"There is no trace." Dr. Jiang said, "When we found the phone, the phone was wet and turned off. The trace department checked it and found no traces."

"Wet? Can you turn on the computer?" I said, "What brand?"

Dabao said: "Isn't there a TV series that says it? It's a fake mobile phone, it's awesome!"

"Then, have the scarf mentioned by the reporter found?" I only found such a crucial clue from the sporadic preliminary information of the case. The corpse wrapped in the case of corpse throwing is very important, and sometimes it can become a key factor in solving the case.

Forensic Dr. Jiang shook his head regretfully and said, "There is Yanghe outside the wall of the pig farm. Once the scarf floats out, it is impossible to find it. We have tried it, but it has not been found."

"There is indeed no trace." Lin Tao stood up and said, "Where is the call record?"

Dr. Jiang said: "I have also investigated it, and there are no suspicious situations."

"There is no scene, no preliminary investigation, it seems that the corpse can only speak." I rubbed my nose with my hands, put on gloves and walked towards the corpse.

When I was two meters away from the corpse, the stench began to sweep my olfactory nerves. Under the sunlight, the stench almost made me unable to open my eyes.

The sack in front of me is a very common worn snakeskin bag. It is so worn that the trademark printed on the bag can't be seen clearly. The whole bag is wet, and I know that this is the reason why the rotten liquid formed by the corpse is completely soaked. A corner of a bed sheet is exposed at the mouth of the bag, and most of the sheets are also wet. The pink sheets have been soaked in the rotten liquid, showing a faint green color.

Judging from the saturation and shape of the snakeskin bag, the bag contained a complete child's body. The bag was covered with flies. I picked up an unopened anatomical garment as a fan and fanned the flies away, revealing the snow-white feet of a person at the mouth of the bag.

Dabao scratched his head aside and said in surprise: "It's strange. I've been missing for so many days and the condition of the bag, at the worst it is a corpse that has been mostly broken into pieces, and at the least it is a giant. Why is this foot so clean and not obviously corrupt?"

2

Dabao said it very reasonably, which aroused my curiosity. I sorted out the rubber gloves on my hand and gently pulled open the bag. The bag was almost completely soaked by the rotten liquid. It felt wet and smooth to the touch. With the stench coming out of the bag, I almost fainted again. I couldn't help but lift my arms and rub my nose.

"Uh, let's go to the funeral home to see the body." I glanced into the bag and quickly closed the bag again.

"Why?" said Dabao, "Is there gold in the bag?"

I winked in the direction of the crowd ten meters away and said, "I guess the family of the deceased has arrived now, and there are so many onlookers. The body is not in good condition, so don't look at it, the impact is too bad."

Dabao nodded understandingly and said, "I thought the body was not corrupt by looking at my feet."

"Where does it come from the stench without corruption?" Lin Tao covered his nose.

I waved to the funeral home staff waiting outside the guard belt and said, "Put it in the body bag directly. It can be filled with the child's body."

As we took off our gloves and were about to leave, a middle-aged couple rushed out of the crowd, and the woman cried, "Are you forensic doctors? Is that my son? Is that? Please tell me."

The pain of losing a child can make a person crazy.

I shook my head and said, "Sister, calm down. We need DNA test to confirm the identity of the deceased."

"Don't check it, I'll know it just by looking at it, I can recognize it." The middle-aged woman's eyes bypassed me and looked at several funeral home staff who were working, and I grabbed her.

"Sister, don't be impulsive, you can't recognize him in the past." Dabao also helped persuade him.

"How could I not recognize my son?" The woman looked tear-stained, "He is the flesh that fell from my body. He is only eleven years old. It has been eleven years. We have never given him good clothes and wear them well. We beat him every day and scold him for forcing him to study. I regret it, I regret it to death."

After saying something, the man around him burst into tears.

"I'll go and have a look." The man insisted on sobs, "This child has only one side of the ball, so it's easy to recognize."

"Don't go." I waved to the funeral home staff who were stunned and asked them to transport the bodies away quickly.

"Oh my God! Which bastard is it? What kind of grudge is coming at me? Why do you hurt my child?" The man looked at the funeral home transporting the body away, and couldn't help but face the sky and shouted sadly.
To be continued...