Chapter 232

Every time Mo Ziqian was there, he would leave all the autopsy to complete.∷But this time, Musen also stayed.

This is because there are many corpses this time, with a total of six. If Mo Ziyi made one of them all the anatomy and detailed analysis, he might be exhausted. Moreover, because the corpse was too special this time. The corpse was sealed by making wax figures. It is hard to say whether most of the evidence would be destroyed when peeled off.

And this time Musen felt that the murderer could not have left no trace. Because he had to make up, comb his hair, pose his style, and put on special gorgeous clothes for the corpse. These are not easy for living people, let alone for the dead. Dead people cannot support their bodies, and they have to be extra careful after the wax is made. After all, this is a fragile and easy item. Dressing clothes and makeup for the deceased in such complex situations is an absolute technical task, requiring enough patience and time. So Musen decided to stay and check whether these dresses, hair accessories, and cosmetics can be found. Sometimes, a button can reveal the identity and address of the murderer. If you are lucky enough, the murderer's fingerprint may be extracted on the wax layer.

Mo Ziqian was doing preparations for the autopsy. At least he needed to change his clothes and then appear in the face of a forensic anatomist. Although Musen's disinfection and isolation measures were a little simpler, he was standing in front of the body and looked like a professional forensic staff member at this moment.

Mu Sen came to Wu You's body and stood for a moment. If this body was someone I had never met before, Mu Sen might not have hesitated. But this was Captain Wu's relative, and Mu Sen seemed a little slow to take action. That kind of regret and regret spread in his heart.

I have to say that the wax figure is very realistic. It is not obvious that it is made on the corpse. If it weren't for the lifeless glass eyeball, Musen would probably really think it was a doll wax figure.

Musen's hand with white gloves gently touched Wu You's long dress, and the silk thread embroidery on it looked like it was completely handmade. That is to say, no matter where this dress comes from, it is valuable. So what kind of mentality does the murderer have to wear such expensive and gorgeous clothes on the dead?

The deceased's arms were stiff in the strange angle of the doll. This posture was not achieved by the human body. From the delicate stitching on the sleeves, it can be seen that the corpse was first fixed into a special shape before putting on the clothes. In some places, the clothes had to be removed first, put on before sewing them.

Musen greeted Mo Ziqian, pointed to the deceased's arm and asked, "How did this be done?"

Mo Ziqian glanced at it and replied, "Maybe it was fixed with nails, gypsum, etc. There are many ways. Musen, can you tell? The original materials of these girls actually do not meet the standards of dolls."

"Hmm?" Musen looked at the wax figure in front of him carefully, feeling that there was nothing more standard than this.

Mo Ziqian stood behind him, looking at the corpse and said, "Have you seen any well-known doll that is thin? Whether it is Barbie or Superdollfie, they obviously have graceful figures and perfect face shapes. And these girls, in terms of body proportions, are thinner than those of real dolls. But once they are added with the moderately thin wax, they become extremely perfect."

After hearing this, Musen exhaled deeply and said, "It seems that no matter whether the murderer is a man or a woman, what we have to deal with is a pure pervert."

"Yes, this person can repeat one thing, an action, a hobby, a typical mental illness patient. Moreover, this person's obsession with dolls is very abnormal. When he chooses the right person, he must be very strict. He demands the perfection of every part. Look at it. The fingernails and toenails of these girls are carefully waxed and are covered with nail polish that matches their clothes and makeup."

As soon as Mo Ziqian said this, Mu Sen interrupted and asked: "Is this kind of aesthetic and detail only women can do? Moreover, this is a doll." Mu Sen's implication is that even if a man is mentally unhealthy, his favorite items are rarely dolls.

But Mo Ziqian smiled and said, "Musen, this is why you are a little out of date. Do you know how many boys are placed on the bedsides of their beds now? There are sweet and charming ones, and there are dark Gothic styles. Maybe it is the representative of the goddess in their hearts. It is not only girls who have patents to play with dolls."

"..." These words made Musen speechless.

They gently carried a few corpse dolls so that they could be placed elsewhere without being damaged. Wu You's corpse was lying on the anatomical table in an intact posture.

The stiff movements and expressions, beautiful makeup and appearance, probably only dolls have these "characters".

Mo Ziqian looked at Mu Sen before taking action, and then asked, "Captain Wu is not here, so I have to ask you first. I have no way to do this posture. We must remove the fixed joints and let her lie down flat in a normal posture, then take off these gorgeous clothes and carefully peel off the wax layer. Only after seeing the real body can it be considered an autopsy. Otherwise, we are at most playing with dolls."

"..." Mu Sen gave Mo Ziqian a blank look and replied, "You still need to tell me about this? Take action. I believe that no matter Captain Wu or Wu You's parents, they will definitely want to see their daughter's original appearance."

"Well. But... the original appearance may not be too good." Mo Ziqian said, and quickly twisted Wu You's arm with a technique similar to a bone-linking doctor.

With a "click", it seemed that something had broken. Then Wu You's elbow joints hung down weakly. Mu Sen couldn't help but frown. Their joints were indeed broken, otherwise how could they be so strangely distorted?

Mo Ziqian didn't react much. He was like a cold and numb master, fiddling with and dismantling his doll. As he quickly "disassembled", soon, Wu You's limbs were spread flat on the dissection table as if they were completely broken. That terrible angle made Mu Sen wonder whether the murderer had such a hint of pity when he took action? Are these girls still alive when their joints were broken? That kind of severe pain...

Just as he was thinking, Mo Ziqian stopped and said to Musen, "I'm not here to help? Just wearing such clothes is a waste of time, and taking off time."
Chapter completed!