"This should be a serial murder case, right?" I asked her tentatively after Fangyuan finished the call.
I know this is beyond my "authority". According to Fangyuan's cautious, cold and arrogant character, there is no need to say one more word to me.
Unexpectedly, she nodded and told me the true causes of death of all three corpses she had examined previously.
The first deceased, Li Xiaotao, looked at the scene and the injuries on the body, indicating that she hanged herself, but in fact, she was strangled to death with a cane first, and then hung from a tree. Fang Yuan's neck was
A few vine thorns found among the strangulation marks are clear evidence of this.
The second deceased, Zhao Xi, died of drowning. There is nothing to say about this. Whether he was pushed down by someone or jumped by himself, he died of drowning. However, Fangyuan found a suspected human body in the mud between Zhao Xi’s fingernails.
The composition of the tissue has been sent to the unit for testing. If nothing goes wrong, those tissues (and even blood) are likely to be evidence left by Zhao Xi scratching the murderer's skin when he was fighting the murderer on the shore.
The third deceased, Liao Xin, was more obvious. There was a hole in the back of her head that had been struck by a hammer. Even I could tell that he had killed her, let alone Fangyuan, a forensic expert.
As for the fourth deceased we are about to face, Xia Xiaohui, who was burned to death by fire, it is estimated that no direct evidence of homicide can be found on her body. We can only collect indirect evidence from the fire scene, but that is not Fangyuan's job.
The funeral parlor is on the northwest side of the city. We soon arrived at Yincheng Street in the west of the city. The patrol room must have made a similar analysis to Fangyuan's case. It was not treated as an ordinary fire incident, but as an arson incident.
, sealed off the entire Yincheng Street. Of course, my Cadillac has the privilege of entering the cordon directly.
The fire was in a two-story building. The fire had been extinguished. A firefighting truck and an ambulance were parked at the door. The deceased was lying on a stretcher next to the ambulance, covered with a white cloth. Judging from the bulging shape of the white cloth, it was probably very tragic.
Fangyuan opened the white cloth and took a look. It was almost completely charred, and there was no need for inspection. She sighed and asked the comrades in the ambulance to hand it over to me. I put it in a body bag and put it in the Cadillac compartment. I don’t know what happened.
Xia Xiaohui, can you still use lipstick to leave clues for me?
"The lipstick is in the armrest box. If you want to write, you can get it yourself." I muttered in a low voice, closed the coffin lid, and signed the transfer order for the medical staff.
"Wu Ming? Are you the new White Dragon Envoy?" the nurse in charge of the transfer procedures asked me with a smile when she saw my name.
"What White Dragon Envoy?" I was confused.
"The original White Dragon Envoy was Zhou Botong, wasn't he? Now it's you?" The little nurse looked down at the Cadillac's license plate again.
I know that Old Zhou's real name is Zhou Botong, but what the hell is the White Dragon Envoy?
I was about to ask her clearly when the little nurse's colleagues called her away. I remembered the nameplate on her chest: Bai Shan, from the Second People's Hospital. There were many people at the scene. I will look for an opportunity to ask her again.
My mission here was over, but I was a little scared and didn't dare to go back to the empty funeral home to deliver the body. I deliberately squatted beside the car and smoked a cigarette, hoping to wait for Fangyuan to finish her work before letting her follow me.
Go back together.
But after waiting for a long time, Fangyuan kept communicating with a catcher. During this period, he glanced at me twice and showed no intention of leaving. I had no choice but to get up and carry the body back on my own.
The further I walked toward the funeral home, the more scared I became, but I couldn't just run away like Qian Ke did? Qian Ke had a background and connections (his father was from this system), and if he skipped work, he could at most criticize each one of them, so I would
It’s different. I’ve just been suspended for a month to reflect. If I fail to return with my body again, my boss will definitely fire me directly!
So, I bravely returned to the funeral home, took out the duty key from under the bricks at the gate, and transported the body to the morgue in the backyard.
Holding the key to the morgue door, I began to hesitate again. What if I opened the door and "Brother Qian" was standing inside again?
I looked back at the Cadillac. I couldn't let Xia Xiaohui stay out all night. She had died miserably, and this way of death was more likely to deteriorate in the summer, so it had to be stored in the freezer.
For the sake of the last dignity of the deceased, I opened the door of the morgue with a heart, and a blast of air-conditioning hit my face. I quickly turned on the light. Fortunately, the morgue was quiet and empty.
I used an iron hammer to hold up the door, pushed Xia Xiaohui into the morgue, stored it in the No. 13 freezer, wrote a name tag, and hung it on - forget it, don't hang it up, her toes were seriously damaged, and they felt like they would collapse at the touch of a touch.
Afraid of being touched and falling off, he put the label at her feet and pushed it back into the ice coffin.
After finishing the work, I breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave. When I turned around, I suddenly saw a woman in strange clothes standing at the door of the morgue. Before I came in, I still remembered Uncle Qin's instructions and thought about what might happen.
If you meet any "person" again, you will never say anything, just pretend that you are blind and don't see it!
But when I encountered an emergency, I had completely forgotten Uncle Qin’s teachings. I yelled, which startled the woman in white. She frowned and said, “It’s so late at night.
What the hell is your name!"
Her voice sounded very real. Could it be that she was a living person?
wrong!
Is there anyone alive wearing rune robes like hers?
Is there any living person wearing a paper hat like hers?
How can any living person hold an iron chain in his hand in the middle of the night, with another "person" tied to the other end of the chain?
Moreover, I happened to know the person standing blankly behind her, tied by chains - it was Li Xiaotao who was in the ice coffin No. 10!