Chapter 237 Detective Belmode

Chapter 237 Detective Belmode

Rice Krispies Hotel.

When Lin Xinyi and Belmod arrived at the scene, the place was already in chaos.

The explosion frightened the nearby people out of their wits, and after the explosion subsided, onlookers flocked in again.

Fortunately, the police officers from the Mihua Police Station responded quickly. They arrived at the Mihua Hotel in time and put up a blockade, blocking out the onlookers and leaving all the suspicious persons in the hotel at the scene.

Lin Xinyi and Belmode walked through the blockade and walked into the hotel, and bumped into Mao Lilan, who seemed to have been here for a while.

"Miss Maori, are you here too?"

Belmod frowned slightly:

The bombing was most likely related to the organization, and if possible, she didn't want her Angel to be involved in anything related to the organization.

"Miss Achlis."

Mao Lilan was a little uneasy as always.

But it might be what Lin Xinyi said yesterday, and the care she felt from Belmod.

Therefore, Mao Lilan unknowingly overcame that nervousness, and her expression gradually became natural:

"Yes, I am also a member of the forensics class now."

"It happened to be a holiday today, so after receiving the call from the Megure Police Department, I rushed over from home."

Mao Lilan is now also the ace in the forensics class.

Whenever a case occurs, the Metropolitan Police Department will notify her immediately.

"I see." Belmode thought for a moment, but couldn't find any reason to drive her away.

Lin Xinyi didn't care so much. He went straight into his usual serious state of handling cases and asked Mao Lilan:

"Miss Maori, you arrived before us. Tell us what you know."

"Yes." Mao Lilan nodded: "I just checked with the police officers who first arrived at the scene:"

"The explosion occurred half an hour ago in the men's bathroom on the first floor. One person was killed in the explosion."

"The identity of this person cannot be determined yet, and there are no witnesses at the scene. We don't know what happened in the bathroom before the explosion."

"I haven't seen the scene yet, but according to President Mantiantian."

"He received a threatening letter from a 'terrorist' yesterday, saying that he wanted to plant a bomb at today's new work launch conference."

"But he thought it was a prank and didn't take it seriously."

"And now."

It's really blowing up now.

"Is it a terrorist attack?" Lin Xinyi was a little surprised.

Belmode on the side also raised his eyebrows in surprise:

If this was an enemy attack on members of the organization, they would not have sent a threatening letter to President Mantendo in advance.

Because the enemies who can oppose the organization have the same arrogant style as the organization:

Throwing bombs in the city center is a basic operation. If you don't use a helicopter to launch missiles, you will lose face to the Japanese government. There is no need to be sneaky and pretend to be terrorists to divert attention.

Not only is this unnecessary, but it may also alert the enemy.

Could it be that things were different from what she feared. This attack had nothing to do with the organization?

"Let's go to the scene first and have a look."

Lin Xinyi directly proposed to inspect the scene.

Mao Lilan nodded and followed him habitually.

"I'll go too." Belmode followed without missing a step: "I am Lin Xinyi's senior sister. I can also help a lot with the autopsy."

"You" Lin Xinyi hesitated.

But seeing Belmode's suggestive gaze, he could only agree to use his power for personal gain and bring her, a "fiddler," into the scene.

And that scene

The scene was very unforgettable.

"vomit--"

Mao Lilan covered her mouth after just one glance, and almost vomited out her breakfast without retching.

Even though she had seen countless corpses and even experienced anatomy, she couldn't bear the nightmare-like scene in front of her:

Among the broken rubble, on the torn and peeled ceiling, there were extremely broken, mince-like human body fragments scattered everywhere.

And in the center of the scene, there was still a person lying.

Let's just call him a person.

There were only two twisted and broken human legs left there, and a pile of indescribable pieces of flesh.

The torso and arms were all "missing". It is not difficult to imagine that they should have been shattered into pieces and turned into the fleshy mud that everyone saw at first sight, splattered on the floor, walls and ceiling.

The head, shoulders, and one hand were still intact, but they flew far away from the thigh.

"The power of this explosion is really powerful."

Lin Xinyi's expression was a bit unnatural:

To be honest, since he started working, he has never participated in investigating any explosion cases.

the reason is simple.

The domestic security is very good, and such horrific cases rarely occur.

Therefore, Lin Xinyi only learned the relevant knowledge of investigating explosion cases when he was in school and had little practical experience.

Occasionally, we handled cases that could barely be related to explosions, and they were safety accidents such as truck tire blowouts and car explosions, which were far less tragic than what we see today.

And he knew it when he was in school

In the textbooks for forensic medicine courses, among the many teaching photos that truly record the condition of corpses at the scene, only the section on "bombings" is the most popular.

After seeing the tragic images of the human body after being exploded, Lin Xinyi truly understood how great those soldiers who dared to fight under fire on the battlefield were.

So, let Mao Lilan see this scene.

It's amazing that she can hold on without spitting it out.

"How are you?"

Belmod gently patted Mao Lilan's back and asked with concern:

"If you can't stand it anymore, it's better to go outside and rest."

"Such a scene is still too cruel for you."

Her tone was very sincere.

And she really didn't want her Angel to see such a dirty scene.

But Mao Lilan still stayed strong:

"No, I can do that."

"The deceased have endured such pain, how could I hide away because of fear."

"Okay." Belmode sighed softly.

And her gaze quietly crossed Mao Lilan and looked at the head lying in the rubble, barely keeping intact:

This is the head of the agave.

There is no doubt that those killed were members of their organization.

"Tequila was indeed killed."

"The situation is still very complicated."

Belmode leaned into Lin Xinyi's ear and whispered.

She seemed to be sighing, but in fact she was reminding Lin Xinyi of the identity of the deceased.

Because she knew in her heart that even if Lin Xinyi had not lost his memory now, he would not know Tequila.

"Um"

Lin Xinyi nodded pretending to be indifferent, saying that he knew the situation was serious:

"I will investigate the matter as soon as possible."

"The head, shoulders, palms, thighs and below are still intact."

"The entire torso was blown to pieces."

"This is a typical blast injury."

Recalling the knowledge he had almost never used after learning it in the textbook, Lin Xinyi carefully analyzed the scene:

"The shattered injuries are strong evidence to speculate on the explosion point, which is the location of the center of the explosion."

"The fact that the human body was shattered to such an extent shows that the deceased was very close to the bomb when it exploded."

"Only the torso and crotch were blown to pieces, while the head, shoulders and calves were barely intact. This shows that"

"The center of the explosion, where the bomb went off"

"It was 'mid-air', very close to the deceased's torso, 'mid-air'."

He analyzed it in detail.

"This" Mao Lilan thought for a while and immediately followed Lin Xinyi's idea and made a guess:

"You mean, the deceased strapped a bomb to his waist and launched a suicide attack like those terrorists on TV?"

"No." Lin Xin shook his head subconsciously: "This is not a suicide attack."

"Why?" Mao Lilan asked curiously.

"Well" Lin Xin felt a little embarrassed for a moment:

Why? Of course it was because he knew that the dead guy was a cadre of the organization, not a terrorist who came to carry out a suicide attack.

However, now that Belmode is present, it is not convenient for him to tell the truth.

"Just think about it."

"When terrorists carry out suicide attacks, they will seek to maximize the level of destruction in order to create an atmosphere of terror and achieve certain demands of their own."

"And if the deceased was a terrorist."

"He risked his life, wouldn't he just to die in an empty men's room?"

There was really no other way. Lin Xinyi could only explain his statement from the perspective of reasoning.

But Mao Lilan, who used to believe most in reasoning, had an opinion:

"That's not necessarily true."

"Maybe the deceased didn't actually want to hurt other people's lives, but just wanted to use this shocking way to gain the attention of society and the media?"

"If there is no evidence and just reasoning, there is no way to be sure that he is not a suicide attacker."

Mao Lilan treated Lin Xinyi by surprise.

His eyes became more and more embarrassed:

Putting evidence first and reasoning secondarily were the basic principles he taught Mao Lilan.

But now he can't do it himself.

There is no way, there is a lack of witnesses in this case, and no one knows the situation before Tequila died.

When it comes to finding evidence from the scene to restore the truth, Lin Xinyi is a little unable to do what he wants.

He had never handled such an explosion case before. It was impossible to find evidence so easily just by relying on the extremely limited knowledge of the explosion scene that was barely returned to the university teacher.

"This, uh."

Lin Xinyi was hesitating, and from the side, an unexpected voice sounded firmly:

"The deceased did not commit suicide."

"This is homicide, and I have found evidence."

It was Belmode who spoke.

She used her gloved hands to find a relatively complete fragment from the masonry rubble and broken limbs.

It was a fragment of a suitcase, and it was the skin of the suitcase near the switch.

"see it?"

"This piece of suitcase fragment has broken wire welded to it."

"This is the 'pulling wire' used to trigger the explosion."

"If you look carefully, you can still see damaged batteries, springs, wires, and fire tubes."

"There's no doubt it was a pull-a-bomb."

Belmode talked about the knowledge of explosive devices in detail, and then came to the conclusion:

"This kind of explosive device can trigger an explosion as long as a certain amount of force is applied and the pull cord is pulled."

"Then, here's the problem -"

"If it was a suicide attack, the bomb was prepared by the deceased himself. He could have opened the box and pulled the bomb directly with his hands."

"Why did he bother to weld the wire that triggered the explosion to the inside of the box?"

Unknowingly, both Lin Xinyi and Mao Lilan listened intently.

And Belmode seemed to enjoy the admiring and focused gazes cast by the two students.

Hmm. Especially the look from Mao Lilan.

Being looked at with such admiration by the angel lady, the Thousand-Faced Witch, whose heart had long been cold, unconsciously felt a joy that she had never felt before.

As a result, Belmod's explanation voice quietly became powerful:

"The murderer welded the pull wire to the inside of the box. There is only one explanation:"

"That means he set up a trap in this box."

"As soon as someone opens the box, the carefully laid cable will be stretched by the force, and then the bomb will be detonated."

"In other words, this is basically a trap——"

"This suitcase is a booby trap."

"The deceased was killed by a bomb."