Zhuge Zhengqi pointed to the root of the ghost Ganoderma sapling in his hand and said:
“I’ve seen newly unearthed Ganoderma lucidum and mushrooms, but they don’t look like this.
It's so clean, there's no dirt at all
If there are only ten or eight pounds of Ganoderma lucidum, that’s okay.
According to what the taxi driver said, it was more than a hundred kilograms of Ganoderma lucidum.
It can’t be kept so clean.”
While the ugly Taoist priest was talking, I also picked up a piece of Ganoderma lucidum and looked at it over and over.
Sure enough, as Zhuge Zhengqi said, the 'Ganoderma lucidum' was extremely clean, even the roots of the mud legs didn't have any dirt at all.
However, I still wasn’t convinced by what the ugly Taoist said, so I pointed at the ghost Ganoderma lucidum all over the ground and said:
"I used to help in the kitchen, and mushrooms are similar to Ganoderma lucidum.
Put this thing in the sink and rinse it with the faucet, then use a knife to scrape the roots clean.
Leave it in the sun for half an hour and it will be clean."
Zhuge Zhengqi did not answer me directly. He pointed to the basin of dirty clothes on the balcony and said:
"Those are the clothes that the family of three use as furoshiki. Why don't you wash them?
It rained in the afternoon and there was no way to dry it in the sun
There is no moisture on the rice seedlings, which means they have not been cleaned at all since they were brought back.
This unlucky family of three didn’t pick Ganoderma lucidum, they picked it up.”
When he said this, the ugly Taoist paused for a moment, and after looking at the two gods who showed no intention of stopping him, he continued:
"I'm just making a wild guess, I'm not necessarily right.
Someone hid a large amount of rice seedlings and was discovered by a family of three climbing the mountain.
They thought it was Ganoderma lucidum, so they brought it back.
The owner of Guanyang found them and was worried that he had hidden ghost Ganoderma lucidum until the location was leaked, so he used evil methods to kill them."
Listening to what Zhuge Zhengqi said, it sounded a bit like Conan.
But I couldn't help but say:
"Then why don't you take the Ghost Ganoderma away? This is a clue, isn't it?
You want to silence someone who kills someone? Don’t you want this hundred kilograms of ghost Ganoderma lucidum?”
"Compared to these uncultivated rice seedlings, that person should be more interested in the place where the treasure is hidden."
Qiu Beidou has cooperated with Zhuge Zhengqi many times, and he knows that this ugly Taoist priest is very thoughtful. If he can tell it, he will be inseparable.
Fatty Qiu continued:
"It would be best if these rice seedlings are not grown locally in Hushan.
Otherwise, it would really be enough for you, Star Officer, to drink a cup of it.
You are here to correct destiny, as for other things here, it has nothing to do with you."
Xing Guan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. Just when he was about to say something, Zhuge Zhengqi spoke again:
"I have scheduled an autopsy and I have to go.
Everyone, please go back to the hotel and rest first, I will just go there by myself."
Qiu Beidou heard something else from Zhuge Zhengqi's two words. He looked at the ugly Taoist priest strangely and said:
"There's no reason to go alone
It just so happens that I got to see your craftsmanship. I still remember the first time you were at the autopsy scene.
The moment the forensic doctor sawed open the dead man's head, you spurted out everything in your stomach.
Do you remember how the forensic doctor cursed people?
He cursed you to be lying on the autopsy table one day."
There was nothing more valuable to gain at the scene. At that moment, the four of us returned downstairs.
After talking to Liu Changjiang, he left the community and drove towards the county hospital.
Because there were no conditions for autopsy in the local area, the deceased was sent to the hospital morgue for storage after preliminary examination. After dawn, he was sent to the city bureau for autopsy.
Fortunately, Hushan County is not very big, and driving at night was smooth. We arrived at our destination in about ten minutes.
At this time, there were already staff waiting in the hospital communication room.
After seeing the license plate of the commercial vehicle, the man walked over and said directly without saying a word:
"Follow me"
Zhuge Zhengqi and Qiu Beidou have long been accustomed to such scenes.
Neither of them spoke. The ugly Taoist priest made a gesture to me and Xingguan, and then followed the staff to the underground autopsy room.
The staff opened the door to the autopsy room, turned on the lights, and pointed to the corpse refrigerator embedded in the wall and said:
"Number one, two, three and four on the left are the bodies that were delivered in the middle of the night.
You can dissect the body on the morgue. I just put a plastic sheet on it for you.
The autopsy equipment has just been delivered from the city. Currently, this is the only condition. If there is anything missing, you can overcome it yourself."
After saying that, the man ignored us and turned around and left the morgue.
"Anyone who goes to the hospital morgue on duty in the middle of the night will have a bad look on his face."
Zhuge Zhengqi didn't care and even explained a few words to the staff.
Then he said to me:
"Donor, come here and help me move the body to the mortuary."
When I heard that the ugly Taoist priest asked me to help carry the body, I immediately hesitated.
He glanced at the two gods and stammered:
"I carry the dead.
It's not that I don't want to do it, I haven't even touched a dead chicken at home, and now you ask me to carry a dead person."
"If you didn't lift it up, who could it be?"
Fatty Qiu glared at me, and then continued:
"I was once a god, can I still carry the dead?
Xingguan is a serious god, you want him to carry you?"
I really couldn't find a more suitable person, so in desperation, amidst Fatty Qiu's cursing voice, I bit the bullet and worked with Zhuge Zhengqi to lift the first dead person from the freezer to the morgue.
This man looks about forty years old and has several bullet holes in his chest. He should be the head of Lao Wang's family.
Zhuge Zhengqi put on surgical clothes, observed the dead body realistically before dissecting, and said:
"The cause of death was initially determined to be gunshot wounds, one of which hit the heart.
There were no obvious injuries on the head and bruises on the neck.
There were traces of a fight on his chest, his abdomen was swollen, and his ribs were suspected to be broken.
If poisoning is suspected, check the liver, kidneys and blood."
After observing the appearance, the ugly Taoist priest finally picked up the scalpel.
A cut was made on the deceased's chest, and then another horrifying scene appeared.
The deceased's internal organs and bones turned into a sticky liquid, flowing all over the floor along the open wounds.
Afterwards, the entire morgue was filled with an indescribable stench.
Where have I seen such a scene?
The next moment he couldn't hold it back anymore, he opened his mouth and vomited out all the undigested things in his stomach.
Then, I covered my mouth and stumbled out of the morgue.
The strong stench just now made me shed tears uncontrollably.
Tears blurred my vision, and in the blur, I saw a man in blue standing at the end of the basement, looking at me motionless.