S.C.I Mystery《S.C.I.谜案集》 Mi An Ji
The S.C.I Mystery vol 1, The Numbers Murderer 04: The funeral home
A silver spykerc8 sports car stopped at the gate of s funeral home. Although there are not many pedestrians in this area, this somewhat shocking scene and the sports car has attracted many people's attention.
When Bai Yu Tang in Armani silver grey windbreaker and Gucci sunglasses came out of the car, you may think of celebs, models... You won't think of Interpol anyway.
Zhan Yao got out of the car and said, “No one has complained about you?"
“What is the complaint?" Bai Yu Tang took off his sunglasses and walks in.
“You drive in and out of the police station in a $400000 sports car, so I don't believe no one has complained about you."
“My brother gave me the car. His money is legal income!" Bai Yu Tang shrugged, “I like this car! It can drive to the speed of sound, and it's useful when it comes to catch up with the thieves! "
“Ah, driving spykerc8, which is worth 400000 dollars, to arrest the thieves, means that your social role is not clear to you!"
“Well, Cat, you've been trying to prove that I'm an abnormal person since you were born." Bai Yu Tang looked at the funeral home and said casually, “But your great psychological theory doesn't work for me!"
“Ha!" Zhan Yao put his hand in his pocket. “It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Anyway, I have successfully proved that you have paranoid, antisocial, marginal, performing issues, narcissistic and eccentric personality disorders in the past 20 years!"
“If any of your barriers hold up, then..." Bai Yu Tang pointed to the morgue in the funeral parlor. “I should be the one who numbered the dead, not the one who investigate them."
“As an investigator, it’s really special case." A man from the morgue answered.
Zhan Yao and Bai Yu Tang turned their faces at the same time and look at the speaker, who is a thin man about 30 years old. The dim light in the funeral home makes him look more gloomy and pale.
“I'm Chen Jing, You two are policemen?" The man reached out his hand.
“Ah... Hello, “Bai Yu Tang reached back and took out the certificate from his pocket with one hand," Bai Yu Tang, this is Zhan Yao. "
After shaking hands with Zhan Yao, Chen Jing turns around and led them to the morgue. “I think you'll need to see something first."
Zhan Yao and Bai Yu Tang look at each other and followed Chen Jing into the morgue.
There were several corpses covered with white cloth lying in the morgue. Only one of them opened a corner. It was obvious that Chen Jing was doing make up for him.
“This is from this morning. Look here." With that, Chen Jing turned the body's head to one side, only to see a clear number "39" behind the body's ear.
“Ah! Another one.” Bai Yu Tang looked up at Zhan
Zhan Yao looked down at the number carefully: “It's not like there is a manual."
“Huh?" When Bai Yu Tang heard it, he also looked down and saw that the blue number was unusually neat and standard in 宋 typeface.
“Not a tattoo?" He touched his chin and looked at Zhan Yao. “What is that?"
"Um... We need to test it before we know that it's similar to some kind of seal, not like a tattoo.” Zhan Yao still looked down and observed it seriously. “The people who did this numbering up are very serious perfectionists."
"Perfectionism" Bai Yu Tang appreciated the number again. “I can't see the beauty of the number on the ears of the dead!"
"Perfection!! It's not beauty!” “When I look at the pictures, I notice that almost every number is exactly the same," Zhan Yao was stressed with that, put on gloves, turn up the ears of the corpse, and show Bai Yu Tang: “The number is exactly at the back of the outer ear cavity, do you know what it means?"
“Is that abnormal?" Bai Yu Tang replied without thinking. Seeing Zhan Yao give him a sneering look, he reluctantly spread out his hand. “There's no doubt about that!"
“This position!" Zhan Yao went on, “It's a 'unique' position."
Bai Yu Tang pulled out his ear: “Speak Chinese, please!"
One sneering look, “If you don't turn the ears over, the numbers in this position will never be found!” Zhan Yao said and let go of the dead man's ear, letting it return to normal state, and then let Bai Yu Tang see. Sure enough, the number is perfectly covered by the auricle, and at no angle can it be seen.
“So?? What does this mean? Expert.” Bai Yu Tang looked at Zhan Yao, still puzzled.
Zhan Yao took off his gloves. “It indicates that the numbering person has relatively professional medical knowledge, extreme perfectionism tendency, and certain compulsive personality disorder. He is also a person who pays great attention to details, is engaged in extremely rigorous work, and is also a cautious person in life..."
“Speak Chinese!" Bai Yu Tang can't help interrupting.
“He's abnormal." Zhan Yao summary.
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