holy water

Author: solomonm
Word count: 36028
Old Man Old Man Old Man. In Xinhe City, the worst location was the Perfume District, and the worst street was called Huaxi Street. This junction of urban and rural areas has always been a place where three religions and nine streams live together, and it is also a hotbed for crimes to breed. At two o’clock in the morning, police officer Song Shiming on duty received a report that a body was found in the Le World Hotel on Huaxi Street. Most of the people living in Le World are individual traders who come to Xinhe from distant counties and towns to purchase goods. Whoring, gambling, and fighting are commonplace, and now, finally, people are killed. When the forensic doctor arrived at Le World, 110 had already controlled the entire hotel and prohibited entry and exit. Song Shiming was relieved that most of the people were still asleep. If there was a mess here, it would be very difficult to solve the case. The deceased was named Zhao Xiaogao, lying flat in his single room on the third floor, completely naked, staring at the ceiling fan above his head in horror with absent eyes. It was obvious that he had had sex before his death, or at the time of his death, with a condom still on his drooping penis, clothes, and tissues thrown all over the floor. What is strange is that there is also a faint stench permeating this disgusting scene. The forensic doctor Lao Huang checked carefully and cursed from behind the mask, “Damn, this kid still eats shit.” The autopsy report came out two days later, and a large amount of feces was found in the deceased’s stomach, which once again proved Lao Huang’s judgment—it was eaten, not poured. The average person will vomit it all up during a long meal. Not voluntarily, no one has such a good appetite. In addition, after inspection, vaginal secretions were found on the tissues and condoms thrown at the scene, which belonged to two different women. These residues were also found on the face of the deceased, and the feces in the mouth and stomach of the deceased were also left by the two women. Judging from the congestion on the face of the deceased, he died of suffocation due to the compression of the respiratory system. “He’s not wronged, he did two things before he died, and he ended up being a full-fledged ghost.” When Lao Huang handed the report to Song Shiming, he smiled and lit a cigarette. “Keep some virtue in your mouth.” Song Shiming patted him on the shoulder. This old Huang, who is almost forty and still can’t find a wife, still has to go to Huaxi Street to live a married life. What can be done? As soon as people heard that he was a forensic doctor who worked with corpses, they were scared away. Although Song Shiming despises Lao Huang’s behavior, but considering that there are so many laid-off women workers and the ratio of men to women in the city is out of balance, where will these Kuang men and women go if they don’t go to Huaxi Street to hold a magpie bridge meeting. In order to stabilize social order, the Public Security Bureau has always turned a blind eye to the prostitution and whoring activities on Huaxi Street. Right now, there is nothing to do about Lao Huang. Walking out of the office, Song Shiming happened to meet Luo Xiaohui. Luo Xiaohui just finished recording the statement of Le World’s boss. “What gain?” Song Shiming asked. “He said there were so many women coming and going, and he didn’t notice which ones were suspicious.” Xiaohui shook her head. Hair salons, massage parlors on Huaxi Street,There are at least three to four hundred nightclubs, and there are four to five thousand women coming in and out. In a place with such a violent crowd flow, it is really difficult to find two people. 2. The man who eats shit A week has passed, and there is no progress in the case. It was midnight again, and the second murder occurred, and the body of the deceased was thrown on the side of the national highway not far from Huaxi Street. Needless to say, another unlucky shit eater.