In the Director's Office of the Forensic Medicine Center of the Public Security Bureau, Hu Rong started to snap the case: "How can we find out the cause of death if the body is not allowed to be dissected? How can we solve the case if we don't even know the cause of death?"
The director of the center smiled bitterly and said: "There is nothing we can do. This is a matter decided by Secretary Qin and Director Han."
Hu Rong said: "Secretary Qin is a layman, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand. Director Han is also making noises. It's really nonsense."
The entire public security bureau, including Hu Rong, dared to comment on Director Han like this. The director also watched Hu Rong grow up. He shook his head helplessly and said: "You girl, you are really powerful with your mouth. You can just talk in front of me. Others
I wouldn’t dare to say that in front of you, Director Han is a political worker, so he must have his reasons for doing this.”
Hu Rong said unconvinced: "That's clearly what it is. While the body is not allowed to be dissected, the detachment is pressing on to solve the case. They say they can't solve the case within a week, but we are the only ones asking. Isn't this insincere and embarrassing?"
The director said with a smile: "There is no way to dissect the body. I have carefully examined it and found that there were slight traces of electric shock on the hands of the deceased. The ultrasound scan showed a large amount of fluid in the lungs. The cause of death should be drowning. I suggest you go and get it checked out."
There may be something to discover about the guardrail of the swimming pool."
The old director has thirty years of experience in forensic medicine, so what he said must make sense. Hu Rong nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Then when was the specific time of death?"
"It's hard to say because the swimming pool water is at a constant temperature, so it's difficult to determine."
Hu Rong asked some more related questions, and the director answered them. Finally, she suddenly remembered something and asked casually: "Have the autopsy results of the female high school student come out some time ago?"
"Oh, that girl has a heart problem." The director said vaguely, and Hu Rong didn't care. The case has been solved, and the next step is the work of the procuratorate and the court, which has nothing to do with the criminal police.
After leaving the forensic center, Hu Rong drove to the Jinxiu Jiangnan villa area on the south bank of the Huaijiang River. The location of the crime was still under lockdown. The local police station sent two police officers to guard the place. Hu Rong showed his ID, said hello and walked in.
Stand next to the swimming pool and observe carefully.
This villa was originally a reserved property for large-scale development. The design is extremely luxurious. The entire villa uses two heating systems, one is an AO Smith gas furnace and one is a Honeywell central air conditioner. The upstairs is worth millions.
Even the wires of the home theater system are made of silver core. There is a heated swimming pool and gym in the basement. No matter which room, you can access the Internet and make phone calls.
The water in the swimming pool has been drained. Hu Rong put on gloves and shoe covers and looked at the stainless steel handrails. The two handrails did not touch the water, but were fixed on the edge of the pool paved with tiles, while the ground next to it was paved with tiles.
Anti-slip rubber pad.
Looking at the wall, there are several power sockets, all of which are imported Merlin and Gerin sockets. Hu Rong gestured. It should be a very simple thing to lead a wire from the socket to the handrail of the swimming pool. The main thing is to connect it to the handrail of the swimming pool.
The wires can be hidden from view by hiding them under the rubber mat, and due to the height of the edge of the pool, the sockets are not visible at all in the swimming pool.
A picture appeared in front of Hu Rong's eyes. Chen Runing was swimming in the pool. A man in a suit was sitting on a lounge chair on the shore with a laptop on his knees. He answered Chen Runing's questions from time to time. After a while, Chen Runing came ashore and his hands just touched each other.
When they reached the stainless steel handrail, the man in a suit on the shore pressed the switch hidden under the computer. A burst of blue sparks flashed. Chen Runing's whole body twitched and he fell into the water. The man rushed up and saw Chen Runing's head buried in the water.
After a while, he turned around and took off the wire from the wall socket, put it in his bag and left in a hurry.
Hu Rongru woke up from her dream and walked away. As she walked, she picked up her cell phone and said, "Han Da, I suspect that Chen Xuanwu killed his father."
"Don't worry about who killed him, this case has nothing to do with us now." Han Guang replied angrily.
"Why, if we don't investigate, should we let the Chen family investigate on their own?"
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? The case in the Municipal Party Committee Courtyard is now handed over to you. Just go and handle it. That's it."
Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Hu Rong got in the car angrily and left.
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Baina came to the Hongqi Steel Factory again for an interview. Far away, she saw a vast expanse of white in front of the Steel Mountain. Countless wreaths were piled at the foot of the mountain. Countless streamers filled with eulogies were fluttering in the wind. A woman in white stood in front of the funeral and murmured.
Muttering to herself, Baina thought that it was also workers from the factory who came to express condolences, so she took one look and passed by.
After interviewing for a while in the workshop, I suddenly received a call from the factory office, saying that they were discussing the memorial service of President Wei and asked reporter Bai to come and observe. Baina hurried over and turned on the recorder to listen.
The union chairman proposed a plan: first hold an internal memorial service in the factory for workers and their families to bid farewell to General Wei, and then hold a more grand memorial service at the city funeral home, which has relatively good conditions, and try to invite several city leaders
Unfortunately, there was no body of General Wei, so we had to use the form of a burial tomb.
The leaders all expressed that they must give President Wei a glorious funeral. After the last step, a girl suddenly stood up and said, "I object."
Baina looked up and saw that the girl was the one standing in front of General Wei's memorial. She had pretty features and had a faint trace of Wei Shumin's youthful demeanor. It seemed that she should be General Wei's daughter.
It was Wei Ziqian who spoke. She had stood up strong from the grief of losing her mother and said sincerely to everyone: "When my mother was alive, she always opposed extravagance and red tape. I think the ceremony can be avoided.
"
"Ziqian, you can't say that. Mr. Wei was the executive vice president of our factory, and he sacrificed his life for the factory. A grand memorial service should be held for both emotional and logical reasons. Don't put any psychological burden on you. Everything will be handled by the organization.
That’s it.” said the deputy secretary of the party committee.
Others also tried to persuade Wei Ziqian, but she remained unmoved and insisted on keeping everything simple. Wei Ziqian's character was very similar to her mother's, strong and stubborn, and no one could persuade her. There was no other way. The opinions of the family members must be respected, so the leaders had no choice but to do so.
Make a compromise.
"In this case, we will comply with President Wei's last wish and keep the funeral simple, but the necessary procedures still have to be followed. At that time, the factory will send a vehicle to take some of the items and clothes used by President Wei during his lifetime to the city funeral parlor.
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This time Wei Ziqian no longer objected.
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At the same time, under the building of Jiangbei Branch of Xuanwu Group, it has become a sea of flowers. A huge black and white photo of Chen Runing when he was young stands in the lobby, with a black banner hanging above it and four powerful characters: Yin Rong Wan
In! It is said to be the calligraphy work of a famous calligrapher in the province.
The portrait was surrounded by flowers. All the heads of Xuanwu Group's branches across the country gathered in Jiangbei City and presented elegiac couplets to Mr. Chen. Some provincial and municipal leaders also personally or sent people to send wreaths and elegiac couplets to express their condolences.
Employees of all units under the Xuanwu Group will all wear black suits, black veils and white flowers during Mr. Chen's funeral. All entertainment activities are prohibited. If found, they will be dealt with seriously. Sad music is repeatedly played in the building, and the atmosphere is solemn and sad.
Chen Runing's funeral committee was headed by Mu Lianheng, and included Nie Wanlong, Yin Zhijian, and other vice presidents. Everyone showed their talents and competed to make Mr. Chen's funeral the best.
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The next day, Wei Ziqian got up early, washed up, put on a black dress, and walked slowly to the living room. There was also a teacup on the table that he had used to entertain relatives and friends last night, and a twelve-inch black and white photo of his mother embedded in it.
In the mirror frame, he was smiling at himself.
"Mom, I'm sending you away today." Wei Ziqian's nose felt sore. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped the frame of the mirror, tears falling on it.
Taking a deep breath, he held the portrait in his arms, took his bag, and opened the door, only to see Lu Tianming sitting at the door.
"Why don't you knock on the door and come in?" Wei Ziqian asked curiously.
Lu Tianming stood up and said, "I came a little early because I was afraid it would affect your rest."
Wei Ziqian nodded silently and walked in front with the portrait in his arms. Lu Tianming followed behind. When they came downstairs, they saw Liu Ziguang and Li Wan again.
"Ziqian, let's see Aunt Wei off," Li Wan said.
Wei Ziqian glanced at Li Wan gratefully and continued to walk forward. At this time, the sky was just dawning, and the surroundings were silent. The footsteps of the four people were so clear in the empty family area.
When they arrived at the factory area, the four of them were stunned. It was completely dark and full of people. Countless workers had been waiting here early to see off General Health for the last time. When the snow melted, the weather was extremely cold. The faucets in the family area froze, and the workshop
The red flag flying in the sky was frozen solid, and the biting cold wind blew by, but Wei Ziqian felt warm in his heart.
All the factory leaders were also present. The union chairman tried to make the process as simple as possible according to the family's request, and only prepared a blue Leap Forward truck. The workers helped carry the wreath into the carriage and hung a white flower on the front of the truck. It was complete.
It couldn't be simpler.
Wei Ziqian carried the portrait and got into Liu Ziguang's car. Li Wan accompanied him. Lu Tianming also drove here and happened to pick up several leaders of the Hongqi Factory. The car started slowly, and the workers were all crying and walked behind.
, suddenly Baina ran over panting. Seeing that there was no place for her in the car, she rolled her eyes and climbed into the cab of the truck.
Two cars and a truck formed a funeral convoy, walking slowly on the suburban road. It was still early in the morning, and there were very few vehicles on the road.
A car roared from behind. After overtaking the convoy, it suddenly slowed down. After the convoy came over, it followed the truck.
Agricultural vehicles entering the city to sell vegetables joined in.
Taxis joined in.
Delivery trucks joined in.
The morning bus joined in.
After seeing the words "Red Flag Steel Factory" on the door of the blue Leap Truck and the wreaths in the compartment, countless vehicles automatically joined the funeral convoy and silently turned on their double flashes, forming a long queue of vehicles.