This bedroom is full of pink, with pink walls, pink wardrobes, and pink quilts.
But at this time, there was a body lying on the bed in the bedroom, covered with a layer of white cloth.
I walked to the bedside, lifted up some white cloth and took a look. The corpse looked like that of a noble lady, but at this time the skin of the corpse had turned blue, and the face was very peaceful, and there was nothing strange about it.
I frowned and asked Director Luo: "Has the body been examined?"
Upon hearing this, Director Luo went outside and brought in a blue folder. After looking at it, he said: "The body has been preliminarily examined at the scene, but the cause of death is temporarily unknown."
I was also puzzled. If it was such a bizarre death, then it was most likely caused by ghosts, but I didn't feel any Yin Qi or demonic Qi on this corpse.
"Director Luo, please wait a moment." I took out my phone and called Hong Zhuo. Among the people I knew about this kind of thing, only Hong Zhuo was the most professional.
Hong Zhuo asked on the other end of the phone: "Hey, Xiaofeng, what's wrong?"
I said: "Brother Hong Zhuo, I need your help with something. Do you have time?"
Hong Zhuo said: "I'm going to have an emergency room later. I can't leave."
I looked at Director Luo next to me and said, "Wait, you can leave later."
After I finished speaking, I hung up the phone and said to Director Luo: "Director Luo, help me get someone here. He is professional in this regard."
About half an hour later, Hong Zhuo was led in by a policeman in his twenties. After Hong Zhuo came in, he looked around, saw me and asked, "Xiao Feng, what's going on? Why are there so many police officers?"
I said: "Something happened, here's what happened."
I lifted up the white cloth covering the body and told Hong Zhuo the general story of what happened.
As soon as Hong Zhuo heard my story, he became interested, walked to the corpse, and then asked Director Luo: "Is there a toolbox? A toolbox for dissecting corpses."
Director Luo was stunned, frowned and said, "This is very important evidence and cannot be destroyed at will. Are you sure about it?"
"If Brother Hong can't find out what's going on, then your subordinates can't even find out." I said confidently next to me.
After all, Hong Zhuo is the heir to the book "Yi". The "Yi" book records various medical skills of famous Chinese people in ancient times. If he can't check it out, I think the other policemen won't be able to check anything.
When Director Luo heard what I said, he nodded, called in a little policeman, and said something in the little policeman's ear. Soon, the little policeman came in with a white tool box.
"What are you thinking? My wife is already dead, and you still want to destroy her body. You bastards, don't do this." Suddenly, Zhao Zhigang outside, with a sad and angry face, was about to rush in to stop Hong Zhuo, but two policemen dragged him away.
Got out.
Director Luo also turned around and said to the police outside: "Stay guard outside. You are not allowed to come in unless I call you."
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After the police at the door responded, they closed the door.
"Zhao Zhigang is really pitiful." I felt a little uncomfortable looking at Zhao Zhigang's appearance. It seemed that he and his wife had a really deep relationship. After his wife died, his body was not allowed to be touched.
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Hong Zhuo took out a pair of gloves from the tool box, put them on skillfully, and then put on a mask. Then he looked at the tools, then stripped off the clothes of the corpse and began to examine the whole body.
After all, I was still a little virgin, so I was always a little embarrassed. I turned around and looked at the scenery outside the balcony. Director Luo and Hong Zhuo both looked unperturbed.
While inspecting the body, Hong Zhuo said, "Don't you think it's strange? If he really loved his wife, when his wife died in an unclear way, he should be most eager to know why his wife died.
Yes, his reaction turned out to be a bit strange."
"It's human nature." I coughed and said casually.
"That's not necessarily true." Director Luo looked at Hong Zhuo with admiration and said, "This gentleman observes very carefully."
Hong Zhuo didn't reply. He just kept checking the body for more than ten minutes. Then Hong Zhuo covered the body with a white cloth and said to me: "You can go back now."
I looked back and saw that Hong Zhuo's face was not very pretty, so I asked, "What's wrong, Brother Hong? Is there any problem?"
Hong Zhuo frowned and nodded: "I have inspected this body and there are no skin injuries. If there is really something wrong, it is that there is a mark of being beaten on the forehead of the deceased."
As he said this, Hong Zhuo lifted up the white cloth and revealed the deceased's head to us.
Director Luo and I went up to take a look.
The knock marks were not very obvious and could not be seen unless you looked carefully. They were just like small scratches. I said, "This person couldn't have died from this kind of wound, right?"
"Of course not. If it was a blunt instrument blow to death, firstly, it would not leave only such a small wound. Secondly, the wound would definitely have a lot of bruises, but this beating mark does not have these two characteristics.
This is a condition, but it does not rule out that the deceased died because of this." Hong Zhuo frowned and said: "The autopsy cannot easily let go of any clues."
Director Luo admired and asked: "Which forensic department does this sir work for? Such careful observation."
"I studied forensic medicine when I was in college, and these things are common sense and nothing." Hong Zhuo touched his chin, looked at the corpse and pondered, then asked Director Luo: "I want to dissect the head of the deceased.
, take a look at the situation inside."
When Director Luo heard this, he said: "Is it right here? There are no tools here, otherwise, when the body arrives...
Hong Zhuo waved his hand and said: "The time for autopsy is very precious. After a while, the evidence in the body may disappear. I want to find out the cause of death of this body first. If the cause of death is still not found in the end,
That should be an unsolvable case."
As soon as I heard this, I said to the side: "It's unlikely that it was done by ghosts. There is no yin energy around here."
"That's not certain, let me check it first." After speaking, Hong Zhuo took out a small scalpel from the tool box and cut off the head of the corpse.
I swear, someone told me before that doctors are the most perverted and disgusting profession. I didn’t believe it before, but I believed it when I saw Hong Zhuo dissecting the head of this corpse.
This guy used a scalpel to directly cut a small hole, and kept taking out some brain matter, blood, etc. from the side. I almost vomited it out while watching from the side. Even Director Luo, who was watching from the side, turned pale.
[It’s Xiaojiu’s birthday today. Because I have to go out drinking and partying with a bunch of pig friends, I only have two updates. I hope everyone can understand that it’s only once a year. Finally: ‘Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me,
Wish me a happy birthday, maybe you didn’t sing out of tune, right?]