C1 Female body of toilet

At eleven o'clock on Midsummer's Night, the lights had been turned off completely in the school, but in the toilet on the tenth floor of a girls' dormitory, a dim light illuminated two groups of people on the walls in a trance.

He slowly closed his line of sight. Under the illumination, he could vaguely see the faces and attire of the two girls. They pushed each other as if they were cursing something. Suddenly, the girl with long hair was pushed back a few steps and tripped on the stairs.

The girl with a ponytail anxiously ran over to take a look, before leaving the washroom …

"Number one to number ten, choose a number!" Someone in the darkness was holding something against my back.

Trembling, I couldn't answer the number I had chosen. The speaker had only given me ten seconds...

Ten seconds later, I heard something hit the ground and the sound of liquid flowing …

The sweat on my forehead made me feel bad. The hard object that had been pressing against my back was now pressing against my thigh and pushing my hand into the quilt, and I realized that it had all come from the Criminal Investigation Manual. I had forgotten half of what I had read last night and had fallen asleep, so it was no wonder that the book had been in bed and the bedside lamp had been on all night.

He was dreaming again … I said to myself.

The space was silent. I could still hear the clock and the second hand moving over my breathing. It hadn't rung yet, which meant it wasn't even seven yet.

I took off my sweat-soaked vest and crawled out of bed. I turned off the cold air that was still running and headed for the bathroom. I saw my miserable reflection in the mirror.

Hot water kept flowing out of the tap, so I plunged my head into the sink. Finally, I woke up a bit and finally came out of my dream.

Just as he was about to take off the only fabric on his body and take a bath, he found the phone in the room was humming a disturbing melody. Other than the bureau, no one else would be calling this early in the morning.

As I expected, it was a call from the station. "Hello, Huo Zhong, did you get up?" I could guess that the person on the other end of the line was my little Xu Cong, who was now the medical examiner of the Criminal Police Squad in Chongyang City.

"I'm up. What's the matter with the bureau? Why did you call so early?" I was on the phone, brushing my teeth. In order to save time, I figured I'd be at the police station in less than ten minutes.

"I received a report this morning that there was a murder in our city's first key high school." His voice was urgent, but it was also mixed with the sound of horns and the sound of cars passing by.

My focus was not on what was going on, but on the fact that the police must have sent out their forces, and why, as a medical examiner, he was still in the station calling me from a landline.

When I got up and went to the toilet, I found out that the police had already arrived at the scene. The reason he called me was because he couldn't get a taxi at 5: 20 in the morning, and the only person on duty in the police station was the receptionist, Xiao Liu. He wanted me to take him to the police station.

After I picked him up, I asked him for details about the case. He told me that the chief hadn't told him much on the phone, and that he wouldn't know until he was there.

All I know is that the person who reported the crime was the dormitory manager of the school, and that the victim died on the seventh floor of the dorm.

After about fifteen minutes of driving, the car stopped at the first key high school in Chongyang City and let us go after showing our ID to the security guard. He told us that the news of the murder in the school had spread throughout the entire school, and the school concluded that the culprit was in the school. Although the class was suspended for one day today, all the students should be gathered in the auditorium, ready to be investigated by the school and the police.

In case we didn't know the exact location, he acted as a guide for a while, but he said a lot of things along the way, and he also said that there might have been a ghost, and there was no video footage of the restroom, and we didn't know what exactly happened. The school asked the students at this level in the auditorium, and they all said they didn't know what was going on, except for the dead man's roommates, who knew that the dead man had gone out to the toilet at around eleven o'clock last night and never returned.

When the security guard walked us to the door of the dormitory, he suddenly grabbed my arm. He said that three years ago, a girl had hanged herself in the bathroom due to her heartbreak. It was very likely that she was the culprit.

Xu Cong did not have time to listen to his bullshit, because if he did not arrive in two minutes, the team leader would probably peel off his skin.

After a few casual words with the security guards, I also jogged up to the eighth floor. It wasn't that I didn't want to get any useful information from the security guards, but what he said was too suspenseful. I didn't know who told me that in the corridors of the female dormitories, I would often hear footsteps in the dark.

I've never believed in ghosts in this world. I'm a police officer, and all I know is that the perpetrators are real people. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been haunted by nightmares so many nights.

I had looked closely at every floor along the way, and there was basically no difference. There were two cameras at the corner of the stairs on every floor, but several of the monitors seemed to have been tampered with artificially, so they were not facing the corridor.

I went to the bathroom on the eighth floor. The door was full of officers, and a man in a suit and leather shoes was leaning out of the window to look around for something to talk about while he made a phone call.

When I pushed my way through the crowd, I happened to hear Chief Luo reprimanding Xu Cong, "Do you usually not pay attention to your phone when you're at work?" It's not the first time something like today is in an emergency. If there's a next time, I'll teach you a lesson! "

At this time, Xu Cong would not commit the crime again next time and focused more on the dead body. He was wearing a white gauntlet and gloves and looked completely different from before. Although he was very lazy in life, he was very serious once he got to work.

I saw the girl lying on the ground, naked on the floor, her body on the steps, her upper body at the bottom, her head bleeding from the impact, her hair stained yellow and black with dried blood.

I greeted Luo Song (team leader) and joined the investigation. The victim's name was Chen Lu. She was a third-year art student and was nineteen years old.

The school had already informed her family, but the parents of the deceased were out doing business and wouldn't be able to make it in a short time. They had given the police the power to dissect their daughter's body if necessary, and they had to find out who the murderer was.

I took out a pair of white rubber gloves from my pocket and put them on before squatting down and examining the corpse with Xu Cong. From the front, the deceased didn't seem to have any injuries, and I guessed that her fatal injury was the result of a violent blow to the back of her head. From the posture, it could be an accident caused by her falling down accidentally while she was going to the toilet.

After Xu Cong confirmed that the time of death was around 11: 30 to 1: 00, he helped me turn the body over. Due to the excessive amount of blood, the long hair of the deceased was stuck to the ground.

But on the back of the dead man's body, I found what Luo Song called a suspicious point. The wounds, other than the blows on the back of the head, had been hidden by the hair on the left shoulder. The wounds were triangular and had a large, bloody wound, at least three centimeters deep, and a piece of flesh had simply been dug out, which led the police to identify the crime scene as a murder scene.

What's even weirder is that we didn't find any clothes in the bathroom, not even underwear. If the deceased came to the bathroom naked before he died, that would be a ridiculous guess …

But compared to this, I don't know why a piece of flesh was dug out from the back of the deceased …