"Old Zheng, you didn't reply to my question just now. Did something happen? It's because they didn't like you, right?" After Liu Zhenshan mentioned it, Lin Mo suddenly recalled the flames of gossip that had been ignited before.
He didn't want to talk, so he said something irritating.
"Fart..." Sure enough, Lin Mo's move worked. Zheng Junshan swore directly. But after he said it, Zheng Junshan immediately realized that something was wrong. As expected, Lin Mo and the two were already waiting for him with expectant faces.
Seeing this situation, Zheng Junshan, who looked depressed, simply broke the jar, drank a mouthful of soy milk, and said: "Don't mention it, my family is too unreliable, I can't stay and sneak back."
You don’t know that the marriage my mother told me was very unreliable. The woman is a little shorter than me, but she is twice as heavy as me, and her temper is spoiled by the family..."
Listening to Zheng Junshan's complaints, he ran home with great expectations to see his marriage partner. Unexpectedly, a big boat capsized in the ditch. The series of bloodshed directly made Lin Mo and his wife happy...
"Can you two calm down? My heart is bleeding, but it would be better for you two..."
Hearing this, Lin Mo immediately held back, pretended to be serious, looked like someone who had come before, and advised: "Old Zheng! You must understand that your parents have worked hard, are strong, easy to raise, and can have a son!"
"That's right..." Liu Zhenshan immediately responded and said: "It's better than nothing. How can you dislike someone for being fat! Besides, it's not the same even if the lights are turned off."
Even if the lights are off, why don't you look for an ugly wife? After telling the two of you, Zheng Junshan's mood became even more depressed.
"Okay, okay..." Zheng Junshan quickly surrendered and said, "Can we not talk about this?"
"Okay..." Lin Mo agreed, then turned around and asked why Zheng Junshan was so obsessed with getting married, which immediately made Zheng Junshan extremely depressed, but he still told the whole story.
Zheng Junshan's family lives in a small town in southern Jiangsu. He is a moderately wealthy family in the town. In previous generations, the family was sparsely populated. In his father's generation, there was only one child. He was often bullied since he was a child because he had no brothers.
After his father got married, he devoted all his attention to making children. I don’t know whether it was his concentration or the blessing of God. The incense went straight to heaven. His wife gave birth to four sons for him. Zheng Junshan was the daughter of the main wife.
The youngest, his father also had two concubines, who gave birth to five more sons in total, which can be regarded as making up for all the shortcomings of the previous generations.
With nine sons, the population is prosperous, but the family property is thin. The cost of raising and educating the nine sons has consumed most of the Zheng family's property. It will be difficult for the nine sons to get married.
They each have their own ideas, which is why Zheng Junshan has not yet gotten married.
However, his deep obsession with marrying a wife must be attributed to Zheng Junshan's father. His father not only devoted himself to making children, but also instilled this in his son since he was a child.
"... Now I have figured it out. You can't think about marrying a wife all day long while you are still alive. In these good years, you should do something meaningful, and let your wife be whatever happens to you! You will always meet the right one in your life."
‘Damn…’ Lin Mo was simply convinced. With Zheng Junshan’s current appearance, those who didn’t know it might have thought that he had seen through the world of mortals. Do you think this has been figured out? This is obviously asking for something but not getting it!
Seeing the narcissism on Zheng Junshan's face, Lin Mo didn't want to continue joking, so he changed the topic and said: "The composition of your family has obvious characteristics. You should put more thought into the arrangements at home!"
"Don't worry, there is actually no big problem. Except for the second brother who helps my father take care of the business at home, and the eighth and ninth brothers are still living at home while they are in junior high school, the other brothers are working hard outside and starting a family. They usually don't
How to go back? As long as you move out of your place of origin and don't tell anyone about your family situation, not many people will pay attention.
When I went back this time, I told my family that I would move directly to Sichuan and find a place to settle down. My father was bullied a lot when he was a child, and he didn't have much of a local background. I have already agreed, but I will have to trouble you, Lao Lin.
Help me."
Lin Mo nodded, thought for a while, and said: "It's okay to help, but the current situation in Sichuan is relatively chaotic. It's best to wait until the Lin family has established a foothold or we make some arrangements ourselves before arranging people there. During this period,
, you can first move to a place like Wuhan temporarily."
"No problem, just listen to you! Anyway, I'm not short of money now. As long as I can ensure safety, my family can live wherever I go."
Seeing that Zheng Junshan agreed, the two simply settled the details. Liu Zhenshan, who was not very worried about his family's safety, also joined in making arrangements for his family.
"Captain Zheng, something happened at the door. They said they were looking for you. Do you think... how to deal with it?" The three people who were bragging were interrupted by Chen Yongliang. For a moment, all three people looked at him, which made Chen Yongliang angry.
Somewhat restrictive.
"Looking for me?" Zheng Junshan was a little confused when he heard it. After a while, he seemed to think of something and said with a smile: "I'll go and see it myself."
After saying that, Zheng Junshan went to the door, but Chen Yongliang was a little hesitant. He wanted to leave but didn't take a step, so he stood there blankly for a while.
"If you have anything to say, just say it. I've been in the third team for so long. Have you seen me punish anyone for something?"
Hearing what Liu Zhenshan said, Chen Yongliang made up his mind and said: "Team Liu, Captain Lin, I have been feeling like someone is spying on us these days, but I have arranged for my team members to investigate the surrounding area, and even invited a sniper team to assist us in the observation, but
I still didn’t find it in the end, but I really couldn’t let it go, so…”
"Feeling?..." Hearing this statement, Liu Zhenshan frowned and felt troubled. He felt that this thing was a bit mysterious, but based on his many years of experience in intelligence work, sometimes his feelings were quite accurate.
Lin Mo on the side, after hearing what Chen Yongliang said, the boulder that had been weighing on his heart for many days finally fell to the ground, and the negative emotions in his heart were swept away.
"Actually, a few days ago, I also had the feeling of being watched, but it disappeared in an instant. Because I wasn't sure whether it was an accident or an illusion, I didn't talk about it.
But after the incident, I was still unsure. I tried many times in the past few days, but finally found nothing. It almost became a heartache, but looking at it now, my feeling at the time should be right."
Hearing what Lin Mo said, Liu Zhenshan's face became serious. Someone was spying on them. No matter who the person was, it was a serious problem. After all, no one could guarantee whether the person coming would be the same killer as before.
"Who gave you the courage..." Before Lin Mo and Liu Zhenshan could discuss in depth, they heard Zheng Junshan's roar coming from the direction of the door. The two of them looked at each other, put the words in their throats, and rushed towards the door.
When he rushed to the front yard, he saw Zheng Junshan angrily pointing at the tip of a person's nose and cursing. This person was also strange. He had a straight waist and a pale face. He was like a rock, standing still despite being beaten by the waves. Lin Mo was aroused.
Great interest in it.
However, Lin Mo couldn't care too much at this time, and hurriedly stepped forward with Liu Zhenshan to pull the man away, and said to the middle-aged man: "Sir, I'm really sorry, my colleague has a bit of a temper, and there was a point where he got into trouble.
Please forgive me."
Seeing Lin Mo's attitude, the middle-aged man stroked his goatee on his chin, waved his hand with a smile, and said: "It's okay, I've seen this kind of thing a lot, not to mention pointing at the nose and scolding, I've even done it directly.
It has to be."
"Sir, you are kind..." Lin Mo bowed his hand. Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't seem to be pretending, he waved to Chen Yongliang who was on the side.
"Yong Liang, why are you still standing there? Take this gentleman to the living room and have tea..."
After saying that, he cupped his hands to the middle-aged man and said, "Sir, please move to the living room to rest for a while. I will personally bring my colleagues to accompany you later."
The middle-aged man waved his hand and followed Chen Yongliang to the living room. Lin Mo was polite to him. Some of it was indeed due to his politeness, but most of it was Zheng Junshan's attitude toward him.
Although Zheng Junshan pointed at his nose and scolded him, it also proved that the visitor was a guest and not unkind. Otherwise, the other party had entered the intelligence base and would have been detained by the team members.
When he came to Zheng Junshan, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. Lin Mo couldn't help but wonder, what could make him so angry?
"You still remember? I told you before I went that I would give you the autopsy report after I return. I asked this person to help me with the autopsy work.
He was the forensic doctor we hired to help us conduct the examination on the body buried underground. I saw that the autopsy report he wrote was extremely professional and detailed, so I thought of doing something professional and hired a professional to do it, but I didn't expect him to be so unreliable."
Lin Mo nodded and said: "I already know this from your subordinates. Since you chose to let him handle it, you must have considered it. Logically, there shouldn't be a problem? Which link is the problem now?"
When Lin Mo asked, Zheng Junshan had nothing to hide and explained: "He didn't want to have much to do with a department like ours at first, so he rejected me at first.
But I knew that he needed corpses for research, and I thought that these corpses would be useless after we closed the case, so I promised to provide him with a few for research afterwards.
I never thought that this guy was so unreliable that he actually dissected and studied all the corpses without permission. When I heard about this, I was so angry that I cursed him."
After hearing this, I thought about it and asked, "Is there any misunderstanding about this? I don't think this person would make decisions on his own."
"How..." Zheng Junshan, who was about to reject it, was a little undecided as soon as he opened his mouth. He touched his head and said uncertainly: "It's really possible! I was in a hurry to go back, so maybe I didn't make my words clear.
"
"If there is any misunderstanding, it will be clear after we communicate later. Please tell us about this person's situation in as much detail as possible." Liu Zhenshan made a final decision.
When the intelligence office is looking for someone to assist, it will naturally not just find anyone. Necessary investigation is certain, not to mention that if it continues to cooperate like Zheng Junshan, he will definitely have a comprehensive understanding of the other party.
The forensic doctor's name is Song Ming, and his ancestor is Wu Zuo. In the late Qing Dynasty, he went abroad to study forensic medicine. After returning to China, he served as a forensic doctor in the forensic system and was engaged in forensic examination and verification.
However, this person prefers to conduct forensic research and joined the police system to engage in forensic work. However, due to traditional concepts in China, forensic work is difficult to carry out, and the government does not pay much attention to it. In addition, he always likes to persuade the families of victims to donate their bodies.
Research has brought a lot of social pressure to the police station where he works.
Due to pressure, he was gradually marginalized by the police station, and he was basically not allowed to handle forensic work. However, his professional level was first-class, so many new forensic doctors would arrange for him to study for a period of time.
At that time, Zheng Junshan saw that the police forensic doctor was young and worried, and he happened to have studied under Song Ming, so he introduced Song Ming.
Zheng Junshan investigated and found that Song Ming had a clean family background, a clear resume, and his professional ability was recognized by many people, so he selected this person to be responsible for the underground autopsy.
This autopsy left a deep impression on Zheng Junshan, who was indeed well-deserved. After getting to know him more deeply and making sure that there was nothing wrong with him, he came up with the idea of asking him to help with the autopsy.
After understanding Song Ming's situation, several people walked to the living room. On the way, Lin Mo asked Zheng Junshan: "Old Zheng, I remember you said you would give me the autopsy report after you come back. You should get the report yourself."
Or notify him of the delivery?"
"Yes..." Zheng Junshan slowed down and said, "I was busy getting angry just now. How could I forget this issue? I told him the address of the old hospital, but I remember clearly saying what would happen to him.
The problem just arises, why did you bring the report here today? He won’t have any problems, right?"
"It shouldn't be so. I'll ask you later..." Lin Mo waved his hand, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.
Arriving at the living room, Lin Mo eagerly finished his polite greetings to Song Ming, and waited patiently for Liu Zhenshan to finish communicating with him, confirming that the misunderstanding was caused by Zheng Junshan's failure to explain clearly.
After Zheng Junshan finished apologizing, Lin Mo couldn't wait to ask: "Forensic Doctor Song, logically speaking, you shouldn't be here today, but since you are here, have you encountered any problems? Or discovered some problems?
"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After hearing this, Song Ming did not answer immediately. Instead, he took out three portfolios from his briefcase and put them on the table before speaking.
"Captain Zheng entrusted me with the corpse examination and introduced some simple situations to me. After careful anatomical research, I found some problems on three of the corpses. I think they may be important to you, so I will take the liberty of doing so.
I found it at the address Captain Zheng gave me."
Song Ming's words were like a muffled thunder that struck directly into the minds of the three of them. They looked at each other and saw each other's solemn expressions.
Lin Mo shook his head to clear his dizzy mind, and said: "Forensic Doctor Song, please introduce the situation to us in detail, completely, without omitting anything."
"Okay..." Song Ming nodded, took out one of the files, and said: "This is the corpse numbered five, which is the corpse whose face was gnawed off by rats that Captain Zheng asked me to examine.
Originally, the corpse had already been examined, and logically there was no need for further examination. However, during the autopsy process of the corpses you sent me, I found that there were obvious differences in the muscle composition between that corpse and these corpses.
There are hundreds of large and small muscles in the human body. Different jobs, occupations, etc. will cause some differences in the muscles of different individuals.
Of course, these are my experience in forensic work and research for a long time. It is impossible to identify the job occupation of each person based on this, but I am still very confident in identifying groups with obvious muscle characteristics.
After comparing my forensic autopsy records over the years, as well as some of the anatomy records and images provided by my students, I determined that the owner of corpse No. 5 had been engaged in high-intensity physical labor for a long time.
After reaching this conclusion, I conducted a more detailed reexamination of the corpse overnight last night and found more evidence. The corpse had injuries caused by long-term high-intensity physical labor, the owner of the corpse had a long-term lack of nutrition, and the gastrointestinal tract was caused by an unsatisfactory long-term diet.
diseases, etc.
My final conclusion is that the owner of Corpse No. 5 was engaged in high-intensity physical labor for a long time. He may have lived in poverty and could not ensure a good diet, which led to a lack of nutrition and gastrointestinal diseases. This is contrary to the identity of the corpse you provided.