Yiren Bar

Author: xskc
Word count: 21807
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 villages to buy goods. Whoring, gambling, and fighting are commonplace, and now, finally, people are killed. And forensics – when Dale World, 110 has controlled the entire hotel, prohibiting 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 in horror at the ceiling fan above his head with absent-minded eyes. Apparently he had had sex before his death, or at the time of his death, a condom was still on his drooping penis-, clothes, tissues were 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 proved Lao Huang’s judgment again—it was eaten, not poured. The average person will vomit it all up during a long meal. No – it’s voluntary, 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 was suffocated to death by the compressed 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 over the report to Song Shi-ming, 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 I do, people – once they 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 female workers and the ratio of men to women in the city is out of balance, where can 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 the owner of Le World. “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. There are at least three to four hundred hair salons, massage parlors, and nightclubs on Huaxi Street, and there are four to five thousand women coming in and out.In a place where the flow of crowds is so intense, it is even more difficult to find two people. 2. The shit-eating man has passed a week without any progress in the case.