In the autopsy room of the Shanghai police station.
There, Zhao Yu finally saw the arm that had been locked in the safe for decades.
The arm had already turned into a black skeleton, and it looked a little uncomfortable.
"Team leader, we found some fabric fibers on the arm," Zhang Peipei said."But there are very few fibers, which means that when the arm was put in, someone took off the sleeve!"
"But," Zhao Yu's thoughts were clear,"when the arm was cut off, you were wearing clothes, right?"
"Right!" Zhang Peipei nodded.
"It seems like," Zhao Yu said,"when the arm was cut off, the owner of the arm was not prepared! Then ... Can you tell if the arm was cut off from a dead person or a living person?"
"That's very difficult," Zhang Peipei said."One, it took too long. Two, the safe was not the first scene where the arm was chopped off. We checked the blood stains and found that there was very little blood.