Chapter 289

Mordu, 12 Puzhen West Street, 108 folk house.

The decay of the two bodies in the basement is not serious because of the extremely low temperature and the thick wallpaper in the basement.

Song Wenlan found a pair of gloves in the kitchen, put them on and then came down to examine the body carefully.

"There were cut wounds on the wrist of the female corpse, three on her left wrist and four on her right wrist... It is speculated that the time of death was three to seven days. In the female corpse's mouth... Is this a ring?"

"The cause of death of the male corpse is closed skull injury..." Song Wenlan uses a toothpick to lift the shriveled plastic bag on the male corpse's head: "strange..."

Looking around, he found that Fang Tang was searching for things in the basement.

"You Song Wenlan chagrined: "don't destroy the scene!"

"They committed suicide!" Fang Tang has found the body's mobile phone, handbag, wallet and key.

The mobile phone is connected to the charger and keeps 100% power. Just because of this, Fang Tang was able to get all the data of the two dead outside.

Song Wenlan instinctively began to analyze: "the female corpse did have a clear wrist cut wound, but the male corpse was severely hit on the brain, and the characteristics of closed skull injury were very obvious. It could be a murder

Fang Tang shook his head: "Chen Lu was very painful when she died. Because of her special constitution and high platelet coagulation, she chose to cut her wrist. Li Xiao has been cutting her wrists for her until Chen Lu lost her vital signs, so she put a plastic bag around her head and prepared to commit suicide. "

Speaking of this, Fang Tang was silent: "but something unexpected happened. Li Xiao couldn't bear the pain of plastic bag suffocation. He was afraid and didn't want to die, so he jumped up."

Walking to song Wenlan in a daze, Fang Tang continued: "Li Xiao grabs the plastic bag with his left hand, but his right foot steps on his girlfriend's blood. After losing his balance, his head hits the ground obliquely. He staggers up and sits back in his chair. The skull injury and severe pain make him unconscious. In this way, the plastic bag plays a role, and he finally suffocates to death."

Song Wenlan took the dead man's mobile phone, turned on the rear flash, looked at the blood footprints on the ground, and then looked at the bloodstains on the man's shoes. He was shocked!

"You, how do you know that? You didn't even see the body, as if you saw it with your own eyes. " Speaking of this, song Wenlan blinked: "even if you are a genius detective, how do you know the name of the victim?"

Fang Tang handed over the wallet he found: "all the ID cards are here."

Then he reached out and pointed to the laptop on the opposite desk: "the camera is always on, and the whole process is recorded."

Song Wenlan speechless patted his forehead: "I'm really stupid."

She quickly turned on the laptop, and sure enough, it was connected to the power supply all the time. The front camera was on continuously. It was 159 hours of recording time. The notebook's hard disk showed a red prompt, and the capacity was insufficient.

But the scene of two people's suicide is the two hours of the beginning of the video, so it is saved.

Song Wenlan used to open the video and began to see the situation of their suicide.

Fang Tang is looking at two bodies.

Before his eyes, countless data are flowing and converging.

The scarlet spider silk extended to the top of the heads of the two corpses. The brain died too long, and the memory that could be swallowed was almost zero, but there were still several flashbacks.

When Li Xiao and Chen Lu bought this little love nest, they probably never thought that life and dream would end in this dry and cold basement.

A string of data came from Li Xiao's blog.

In this era, few people write blogs, but Li Xiao still likes to write diaries on the Internet.

"Marry at 28, have the first child at 30, preferably a daughter..."

"Take Lu to Paris, I'm going to take her to see the real Paris Fashion Show..."

As a UI designer, Li Xiao has a huge income. As a fashion model, Chen Lu has a lot of savings.

If they had not joined the "brain mining wealth plan" of the "God of wealth society" and put all their savings into that bottomless hole, the 27 year old couple would have married next spring.

At this moment, through the data extracted from the Internet and two people's mobile phones, the lives of the two dead people are completely displayed in front of Fang Tang's eyes.

In the video from the door, Li Xiao kisses Chen Lu

There are 689 photos in the mobile phone, all of which are group photos of two people.

"Master, the photos have been arranged according to the time and place. I have arranged the life track of the two people. Through their frequent visits to four restaurants and ordering records, their eating habits have been calculated. Here are the shopping habits, and then personality analysis... The data we get are enough."The protection of privacy of Huaxia Internet is the most vulnerable. But no matter how good the secret is, it's nothing in front of Bai.

"Bai, add the memory fragments extracted by Sister Feng to restore the details of two people's personalities as much as possible."

"OK..."

So wonderful, Fang Tang in front of all the daily life of a couple, their preferences, character, habits. They fight, they kiss, they apologize

Looking back at the existing data, their campus life, childhood, family, relatives, past pain and joy are all turned into data and displayed in Fang Tang's consciousness.

When you can see the whole life of two living people in a moment, and analyze the two personalities from multiple perspectives, do you think you are the omniscient God?

Fang Tang regained his mind.

"Master, special data found!"

"How special is it?"

"Chen Lu once went to Baimaoling mental health center because of depression, and Li Xiao met her when she went to the mental hospital to do volunteer work."

Fang Tang said, this is a piece of data that can be used.

Song Wenlan came over: "why did they commit suicide in the basement?"

"On September 13, 2017, Chen Lu's birthday, there were signs of depression. In the birthday video that night, Chen Lu told Li Xiao that if she committed suicide, she would choose a quiet and dark place, not to be exposed to the sun, let alone let the room be full of the stench of corpses."

Song Wenlan silently opens Li Xiao's mobile phone, finds the video shot on September 13, 17, and opens it.

The hostess in the video is holding her knees and talking about the suicide declaration.

Fang Tang whispered: "we'll see these later. It's dawn in less than two hours. You don't have much time. You should turn yourself into Chen Lu as soon as possible."

He opened the suitcase and revealed the tattoo machine: "there are two tattoos on Chen Lu's body, one is at the ankle... The other is in a bit of privacy. I hope you can cooperate when I tattoo you later."

Song Wenlan was silent for a moment: "these two suicide bodies are the new identities you have chosen!"

Fang Tang nodded: "there is no need to create a riot, let alone confront the police. We can get the perfect camouflage identity, which can never be found unless we have a blood test. "

Song Wenlan turns to look at the female corpse, the appearance of the corpse can be seen a little, the appearance and height are indeed a little similar to himself.

"Chen Lu is younger than you, and her height is 174, 1.2 cm higher than you. It doesn't matter. The high heels I chose for you can make up for it."

Song Wenlan sighed: "those clothes you collected hard?"

"That's Chen Lu's favorite dress. It's the first new dress she bought after she and Li Xiao decided to fall in love."

Song Wenlan sighed: "why waste time making those clothes? We can find her clothes in Chen Lu's room at will."

"No..." Fang Tang began to collect the personal belongings of the two corpses: "Chen Lu cut all her clothes before she committed suicide. She died wearing her favorite suit."

Song Wenlan had seen the as like as two peas of clothes scattered around the dead. Chen Lu, a woman, was wearing a black skull and a vest. The body was covered with baseball coats, and the black gold shoes with two feet had already fallen off, while the white skirt had turned yellow and black, but it was exactly the same as that found in Fang Tang.

"That white skirt is the most difficult to find. It should be a discount. We spent too much time on this skirt." Fang Tang looked at the woman coldly: "I do this to make sure you don't want to wear the clothes picked from the dead..."

"Is it necessary to do so in detail? We can get any dress we want

"It's necessary, the disguised identity must be impeccable! Including... "Fang Tang said in a deep voice, and suddenly pointed his finger on Song Wenlan's left cheek.

Song Wenlan felt pain and covered his left face for a long time.

I grabbed the mobile phone in a hurry and turned on the front camera.

There was a red spot on the left cheek, like a cinnabar mole.

"That's good." Fang Tang opened a self portrait of the hostess: "Chen Lu's left face, this mole is too obvious, it belongs to the key characteristics of the body."

"You can do this..." Song Wenlan muttered, touching her face.

"We don't have much time... Well, we don't have much time." Fang Tang repeatedly said this sentence, his accent has a southern accent, no longer a baritone, but a slightly sharp voice.He even walked with a slight bow. When his left foot was raised, his right hand began to pat his thigh.

Song Wenlan silently looks at the walking posture of the dead Li Xiao in the video. With long-term computer work and staying up late, Li Xiao, UI designer, has a serious spinal injury, while the right hand slapping the thigh is a little habit that is hard to detect.

"How can you do this..."