Jiang Zhuolin could accept the idea of being drugged. He was no stranger to this kind of thing in his line of work. Some time ago, they also caught a habitual offender who was a 'preserved' woman.
But then, he frowned and muttered to himself: "But this still doesn't make sense. If the body really died the day before yesterday and was moved back last night or this morning, then why did everyone say the same thing?
Are you sure you saw Feng Yongchun yesterday? Could it be that it is really haunted?"
The policeman sitting at the back shivered, glanced at the two guys in front of him with a resentful look, and silently moved his buttocks away from the corpse next to him.
These two people are really sick!
Talking about ghosts in front of other people's corpses is so scary!
Chu Heng was also stumped by the questions Jiang Zhuolin asked. He frowned and stared ahead, doubts and clues entangled in his mind. There was me in you, you in me, it was like a mess.
"Let's go back and do the autopsy. What if the hospital made a mistake?"
After being silent for a while, unable to think of a reason, Chu Heng let out an irritated breath, stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car rushed out.
What the hell!
He originally thought that he could finish the work in three strokes, five by five, and divide it by two, so that he could quickly go back and try his wife's craftsmanship, and then take the second and third sons together to go out for a mountain tour in the countryside and play in the water.
Unexpectedly, so many things happened!
So annoying!
…
The whole journey was silent.
After a while, Volga returned to the Ayutthaya Public Security Bureau.
Then Chu Heng, under the guidance of Jiang Zhuolin, drove around to the back of the compound and in front of a lonely small bungalow.
This is the forensic identification room of Dacheng County Bureau.
Originally, there were no specialized forensic medicine and identification rooms in the big city. After Jiang Zhuolin came here and experienced the embarrassment of being unable to do autopsies several times, he quickly found connections and applied for one.
At this time, in the appraisal room, a slightly fat middle-aged man was sitting in the outer office eating noodles. There were a row of glass jars in the dark corner next to it, some with hearts soaked in them, and some
There were feet soaked in it, and even a human head.
Well, it looks very appetizing...
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Hearing the car coming, the man looked up curiously. When he saw it was an unknown Volga, he ignored it, threw a clove of garlic into his mouth, and lowered his head again to continue twisting the noodles.
"Bang!"
At this time, Chu Heng and the others got out of the car. Seeing that no one came out of the house, Jiang Zhuolin glanced at the man eating noodles by the window, frowned and shouted: "Jia Ying! Push the car out quickly, come on!"
"Ahem, you really know how to choose the right time!"
Jia Ying, who had just swallowed a mouthful of noodles, put down her chopsticks with a look of dissatisfaction. She reluctantly put on her white coat and mask, came out of the office, and pushed the stretcher cart in the corridor out.
He was the only one in the entire appraisal room, and he had to do all the work himself.
A few moments.
Jia Ying pushed the cart out and complained: "Lao Jiang, when can you give me another person? I'm really busy on my own!"
"You are so busy, how many times can I have sex all year round? You only sleep and eat every day, what are you busy with?" Jiang Zhuolin glared at him speechlessly. It seemed that they were very familiar with each other.
"I bet you haven't seen me showing up with people every day, have you?" Jia Ying muttered aggrievedly, pushing the car to the side of the car. When she saw Chu Heng and the police comrade coming from the back seat,
After the body covered with white cloth was brought out, he raised his eyebrows: "Oh! Who is going to take Volgara's body? Are you so willing to do it?"
"There's so much nonsense, please help me quickly!"
Jiang Zhuolin kicked him lightly and hurried over to help.
After several people loaded the body onto the stretcher, they pushed it into the room together, and then followed the corridor directly to the door of the identification room in the back.
"Okay, go ahead and do whatever you need to do, and don't come in here."
Jia Ying blocked Chu Heng and the others at the door, pushed the cart into the tightly secured appraisal room alone, and immediately closed the door forcefully.
"Bang!"
Chu Heng curiously glanced along the crack of the door, but only saw a vast expanse of white. After looking away in disappointment, he turned to Jiang Zhuolin and asked: "Uncle Jiang, from the accent, is this Jia Ying from Sijiu City?"
"Yes, he is an old classmate of mine."
Jiang Zhuolin frowned and trembled, then turned around and walked out: "Let's go quickly. Every time I come back, this place feels eerie and uncomfortable."
Chu Heng looked back at the mysterious closed door next to him, and followed him out of here with the police officer.
After leaving the door, the three of them got in the car again and drove back to the small parking lot in front. The distance was actually not far, and it could be reached in just a few steps. Who would be willing to walk if they took the car?
What’s more, this car is a Volga!
After getting off the car, Jiang Zhuolin raised his wrist to check the time, and asked Chu Heng with a smile: "You haven't eaten either, right? Do you think you are going to the canteen with me, or are you inviting me to a restaurant?"
"canteen."
Chu Heng gave him a roll of his eyes unceremoniously. Although he didn't have much contact with him, he felt that this old guy was a bit shameless!
However, such people often have a bright future...
So it's better not to offend too harshly.
"Tsk, they say you are a rich man, and I want to live well with you. I didn't expect you to be so stingy."
Jiang Zhuolin was disappointed with his answer. He curled his lips in disgust and turned towards the house in the middle of the many bungalows.
How much have you checked on me, old guy?
Chu Heng gritted his teeth at his back and stepped forward to follow him.
"Master Chu!"
At this moment, Cen Hao and Wan Xiaotian led the few rotten garlics out of a nearby room.
Chu Heng walked over, threw a box of cigarettes to them, and asked casually: "Did you give them to me?"
"It's being interrogated inside." Wan Xiaotian gloated: "You didn't watch. When I heard that I was coming to the police station, the man was so scared that he peed his pants."
"How dare you cheat with such courage?" Chu Heng shook his head speechlessly, and then asked: "Have you eaten yet?"
"No, I'm just about to go back to eat."
Several people in Cen shook their heads.
"Come on, let's go to the restaurant. You guys have been working hard today. Let's have something good to eat." Chu Heng took out the money ticket and slapped it in Cen Hao's hand. After sending them away, he turned around and entered the cafeteria.
It was already past dinner time, and there was no food in the cafeteria, not even a sip of soup.
However, as the director, Jiang Zhuolin still has some privileges.
No, the chef was already busy boiling water and preparing to cook noodles for them.
Chu Heng, who had been hungry for a long time, entered the room and ran to the window. He poked his head and took a look inside. He saw a chef beating eggs and seemed to be preparing fried sauce. He couldn't help but smacked his lips and said rudely.
He started nagging: "Master, when making the sauce, you'd better put some dry soy sauce, soybean sauce, and sweet noodle sauce. When you're done, add more onions, ginger, and garlic. If there are any cucumbers, cut them into shreds!"
I don't think of myself as an outsider at all.
The egg beater frowned when he heard this, looked up and didn't recognize him, and yelled at the top of his voice: "What the hell did you come here to order? Director Jiang didn't say anything, how did you get into so many troubles? That's it,
Eat it if you like, or get out of here if you don’t!”
"Damn it, you have such a bad temper!"
Chu Heng quits now. How long has it been since no one dared to talk to him like this?
You are tired of living!
However, competing with a cook is really a loss of status, so the guy turned to Jiang Zhuolin and shouted: "No, Uncle Jiang, is this how your big city treats guests? Let me tell you, just because of the unethical behavior of the cook in your unit,
If he were in Sijiucheng, I would break off his teeth and put them on his buttocks!"
"Okay, okay, calm down and sit down for a while." Jiang Zhuolin had already found out about this guy's temper, and also knew how unscrupulous he was. He was afraid that the cook would really cause something, so he hurried up.
He pulled the person away, and then told the cook: "Xiao Chen, this is my nephew. He has never been out of Sijiu City. He is not used to eating other sauces. If you feel a little tired, just do what he wants."
"Oh, I understand, Mr. Jiang." The cook also knew that he seemed to be in trouble, so he nodded hurriedly.
