After saying this, the reporter covered his mouth worriedly and glanced at the corpse.

"It's not good to say this in front of him."

Yan Ruyu understood the meaning of the person who reported the case. Chinese people pay attention to the death as the most important thing. No matter how many mistakes a person made in his life, they would be wiped out when they died. They would be fooled by others in front of the dead, and they would be taboos.

Yan Ruyu signaled the reporter to get into the police car with him.

After getting into the police car, he handed a cigarette to the reporter, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

"How do you know he beats his wife?" Yan Ruyu asked.

"Not only I know, it's no secret. Just a few days ago, I was setting up a stall to do business. It seemed that her wife had misremembered the order. The customer ordered three pounds of crayfish, and his wife recorded it as 4 pounds.

He heard his wife fry 4 pounds for others. When the customer checked out, he was unhappy and said that they were unscrupulous merchants and forced consumption.

It was past 10 o'clock, and it was time for the night market stalls to get customers. Such a shout would definitely delay the business, and Wang Jian became anxious.

Guess what? Young man, fortunately you were not there at that time, I couldn’t stand it even after seeing it!

A pot of boiling water was so hot that it would be poured on his wife if it was just a scoop!

It’s so scary!

When the customer saw something was wrong, he ran away and finally we several stall owners helped him to send his wife to the hospital.

At first, he refused to let him go, saying that he would not die of such a small injury. If he died, he would be buried with him. How trash this person would be! In the end, we persuaded him to send him to the hospital, and he kept scolding him on the way.

Oh, by the way, many people in our night market know about this. If you need it, I can take you to ask."

The reporter was very kind-hearted.

Yan Ruyu quickly thanked the person and handed him another cigarette, "Do you know his wife's current situation?"

"It's hard to say that he is so seriously injured. I think he may not be willing to give his wife money to treat her."

"Is there anyone else in Wang Jian's family besides the couple?"

"It's gone, I heard that there is a son in another place."

"Then isn't his wife now..." Yan Ruyu and the reporter looked at each other.

The reporter understood and actively said: "You drive, I know where his home is."

Yan Ruyu poked his head out and told Wu Cuo to get in the car. While starting the car, he still asked, "How do you know his family?"

"It's not because I've met him several times on the way while pushing a cart out of the stall. He pointed at his house.

Actually, because of beating my wife, we didn’t even walk with Wang Jian very much because of the beating my wife. Why do we say that, we look down on him a little bit, what kind of man is beating my wife?"

Yan Ruyu nodded and put down her doubts.

Wang Jian’s home was not far from the scene, and the two arrived in a few minutes.

Since the reporter did not know the specific location of Wang Jian’s home, he only found the door by calling the neighbors.

"You are really right. No one knows when asking Wang Jian. If you ask about his wife, you will be sure to ask him." Yan Ruyu sighed.

Wu Cuo raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside.

He took out a master key commonly used by the thief from his pocket and unlocked it into the house under Yan Ruyu's mobile phone. Now the police are concerned about handling cases under surveillance, and if something goes wrong, it is easy to trace the responsibility. Especially in front of the reporter, the two dare not make mistakes in the procedure.

The first feeling when entering the house is that it is dirty and messy.

In May, the weather was already hot, but there was a damp and moldy smell in the room. It must have been a long time since I passed through the wind.

The house is not big, with a one-bedroom rental house. Wu Cuo and Yan Ruyu put on their shoes and entered the house. The reporter stood outside the house with a wink, stretching their necks to look inside.

There were two unfinished leftovers on the only table in the living room, one meat and one vegetable, and several beer bottles were poured on the ground.

The two walked in and alarmed the flies that fell on the leftovers, and a buzzing sound was heard.

The two waved their hands and drove them away a few times and continued to walk inward.

The rotten and moldy smell in the bedroom was even stronger, and soon the two of them discovered the source of the moldy smell.

dead.

A dead man lay on the double bed in the bedroom.

A woman wearing only underwear and naked upper body.

There are patches of ulcers on the left shoulder, arms, chest, and upper abdomen of the woman. It seems that it is caused by scalds, and there are also sporadic scalds on her thighs and arms.

Scattered malformations can be seen in the festering wound, which is very disgusting.

"Wang Jian's wife should be right!" Wu chou said.

Yan Ruyu suddenly said "Hmm?", and then he poked out his hand and touched the pulse on the neck of the corpse.

"Old Wu...it seems not dead yet!"

"What?!"

Wu Cuo opened the woman's eyelids, glanced at her pupils, and immediately called 120.

The doctor was also shocked when he arrived. According to the doctor, this was the first time he had seen a living person growing maggots in 20 years in his practice.

"How long has this person been lying at home? No one cares about it? It's so pitiful!" The doctor kept sighing, "I'm going to see you, she's lucky!"

Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo were silent.

For a moment, Wu Cuo even felt that Wang Jian was worthy of death, and the murderer who killed Wang Jian was fair and just.

At 8 pm, the city hall conference room.

After a whole day, the only good news was that Wang Jian’s wife was out of danger after being rescued.

However, she is still in a coma and cannot accept the police's inquiries.

"Tell me about the progress in all aspects." Hei Bao said justice.

Xu Xinger raised his hand and said slowly: "I'll talk about discovery first.

Today I made a horizontal comparison of the three corpses. The anatomical techniques of the left forearm were exactly the same, and the two wounds crossed on the right arm were basically the same, and it can be judged as the same person.

However, the fatal injury that caused the cleavage of the major artery at the neck was not like the same person.

The first deceased, Liu Wei, is 170 tall. Judging from the wound on his neck, the murderer attacked him from behind while he was unprepared.

The wound starts from 2 cm to the right of the neck, taking a slim shape.

This shows that the murderer is much taller than Liu Wei. It is estimated that the murderer's height should be around 185.

However, the wound on the neck of the second deceased Zhang Tianquan made me make completely different inferences.

Zhang Tianquan is 176 tall and is still attacking behind his back. It is said that the murderer who is about 1.8 meters tall should have left wounds in the same shape as the upper-cut, at least they should be relatively close to level, but this time the wound is diagonally downward.

This shows that the murderer is shorter than Zhang Tianquan. According to the wound form, the murderer's height should be around 165..."

Yan Ruyu interrupted: "Zhang Tianquan's wife, the doctor named Li Lan, how tall is she?"

A criminal policeman from the second group said: "She is so short, less than 1.6 meters."

"What if I put on high heels?"
Chapter completed!