No one spoke and his eyes gathered on him.

Meinazi was not as afraid as Fang, and could not help but approach the anatomy table.

This weak book student-like man can bring a stable force to people.

"There's no problem, let's go on."Jokai said, his eyes sweeping from Murong Yuchuan's face.

“Wait a minute.”Murong Yuchuan said.

“What’s the problem with you?”Jokai gently pushed his glasses.

“I would like to add two points.”

“What?”

“I agree with you that he doesn’t want to risk ruining his aesthetically significant way of killing.But it is undeniable that if the murderer stabs the victim's heart directly, it will cause a lot of blood loss, and in less than a minute, the victim will die.The killer seemed intent on avoiding such a situation.He's controlling the speed of the blood flow."

"That sounds ridiculous."Wu Biao snorted coldly.

“Do you know where the heart is?”Murong Yuchuan asked him.

He grinned and patted his left breast.“Don’t tell me it’s wrong, young man.

“Right.”Murong Yuchuan is silent."You must also know that the ribs are symmetrical."

"This schoolboy knows it."Wu Biao said.

“What is this called?”Murong Yuchuan knocked on the middle of his chest.

The face began to fade, and his face began to look bad.“What do you want to say?”

Don't say he doesn't know, even Lu Xiaotang can't say.

“Isn’t that a cleavage?”A small cop did not know when to slip into the post-mortem room, his name was Fan Xiaopeng.

Murong Yuchuan's eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Mei Naiko's proud chest, and Mei Naiko subconsciously looked down at himself.

Murong Yuchuan laughed at the fat police officer.“Oh, are you that too?I’ve seen a lot of movies, right?”

Maniko tauted the sleeves of the tucked, and asked, “What is the A piece?”

“It’s his aunt!”The little chorus said.

"Its name is sternum."Murong Yuchuan closed his smile."This knife of the murderer was stabbed below the chest, and the intersection of the cross-knife, although the thorn was very low, still pierced the sternum.I don't believe the knife was a fluke."

“What do you mean by that?”Jokai’s eyes behind the glasses showed hostility.

“It means that if you must carve a standard cross figure on a man’s body and give him a fatal blow.”For a certain group of people, this stab at the intersection of the cross is the ideal choice.”

“Man’s sternum consists of three parts,” he contrasted on his chest."The upper part of the sternum is relatively wide, called the sternum handle.The middle of the sternum is rectangular, called the sternum.The lower end of the sternum is an irregularly shaped thin bone, called a saber.The sword is the most fragile of the three bones, and when the person grows to the age of thirty, the saber bone will gradually calcify and become hard.But until then, it was the most vulnerable part of the body's torso other than the heart, because inside is the arterial blood vessels of the lungs, once ruptured, the blood will leak at a steady rate, because the site is deep, there is no way to stop the bleeding.So if I were to choose to stab a knife in the body of a man under thirty and make sure to kill him, I would also draw a cross on him and stab him in the cross center with a fatal knife.”

The little boy suddenly spoke."You mean the murderer has some medical knowledge."

Murong Yuchuan nodded.“That’s it.Or maybe the killer was a doctor.”

This bold assumption left the people present stunned.

Jokai, taking into account, retorted: “It is also possible for a specially trained person, such as a special soldier in the army, to have relevant medical knowledge.”

He said it makes sense, but the special forces have medical knowledge not to save people, but to kill people.

“But there’s a problem you don’t take into account, the Special Forces have the most swift and concise way of killing.”He would never learn how to draw a cross on the human body first and then kill him with a knife in the middle.And those who only know common sense of ordinary medicine cannot have this ability.”

Jokai's face was a little red, and it took a moment to say, "Perhaps because the murderer did not want to damage her breasts."

Murong Yuchuan considered his words.“I don’t know, maybe, as you say, it contains personal intentions.Show us what the murderer wants to tell us by this method of killing.”

“Cuting the victim’s milk fang or poking a few knives on it is a means that murderers usually like.”Jokay said.“From a criminal psychological point of view, strong* shows a strength.Perpetrators are generally angry with women and want to completely conquer and control them.However, at the present time, the criminal does not treat the woman as other traitors treats women, deliberately avoiding the organs that highlight the woman and cutting them in other parts of the body.”

“Strong* represents an intrusion.”Murong Yuchuan took the word.“It’s an inevitable psychological suggestion.It does not necessarily have to rely on the trumpet linium*.Strong * is not so much physical satisfaction as a psychological satisfaction.Such a deep knife, especially the knife that penetrates the body, can also satisfy the psychological strong* desire to some extent, even more intense.

Perhaps it felt like and this forensic master’s student arguing that theoretical knowledge was a waste of time, and Jokai shut her mouth and continued her examination.

Murong Yuchuan looked at the body aimlessly, and he initially saw the image of the body at the dark scene overlapping the body under the shadowless lamp.

Jokai pulled a foldable long-arm lamp head down on his head so that he could see the dead man’s pelvis more clearly.He put a metal expander into the shade, twisted the spiral, slowly propped open, he watched inside.

Murong Yuchuan looked at the dead man’s face.

“Did you find anything?”Ask Josh to Joey.

"She's had sex."

Li Shuzhen sat on the toilet in the dark cubicle in front of her eyes -

Her hands covered the cut wound on her stomach.

She was no longer able to call for help.

Blood-stained hands pressed against the planks, not letting their weak bodies fall.

The glasses dropped, and her eyes were wide, and she couldn’t see what was going on on her body.

Jokai turned the lamp head directly toward the shade* entrance, as if he saw something.

“What happened?”Wu Biao asked.

Jokai’s hands hold the tiled edge of the dissective table.“A small amount of feces was found in her shade.”

“The shit?”

Miniko felt that the liquid in his stomach was going up again, and he quickly covered his mouth.

“Yes.”

“Did her intestines and shade be cut and leaked?”Wu Biao said.

“Her shade* is not broken.Those things are in the depths of her shade."Jokai felt sick, but had to explain Wu Biao's question.

He heard his own cold voice floating above the dissection.“The only explanation.The murderer first had just met the victim and then entered her shade*.”

"Then he raped her first."

“Yes.And,” said Jokai, taking a deep breath.“The murderer first scratched the cross-shaped wound with a knife on the victim's body, then pressed her on the ground to strengthen her, and finally placed her on the flush toilet and poking a fatal knife at the cross-section of the cross wound.”

What he said brought the temperature in the post-mortem room below freezing.

No one can imagine what kind of murderer they are facing.

He may not even be able to call anyone.

However, he did walk freely in a human skin.

Maybe he lives next door to you.

When you come home from work, he smiles a friendly smile when you meet.

Sometimes you can't get out of trouble, and you will leave the child to look after him.