The ground is covered with garbage left after the typhoon. There are also downed tree trunks on the roadside. A row of bicycles are lying on the roadside. The entrance to the underground sewer at the end is surrounded by a yellow warning tape. It is surrounded by people who come out to fill their stomachs at noon.
The masses, as well as reporters who came after hearing the news.
Ji Chengling put on gloves, rain boots and raincoat, took the flashlight handed over by the policeman next to him, and when he was going down the sewer, he suddenly looked up and asked: "Why are there so many footprints? How many people are you going down?"
The rusty iron railing leading to the sewer is covered with black footprints, which look like freshly made footprints at first glance.
"Do you all regard the crime scene as a circus? Everyone rushed down to see it!" Ji Chengling scolded sternly.
Although the sewer is definitely not the scene of the murder, and with the flooding, there is definitely no evidence to find the murderer. However, no matter what the situation or place, protecting the crime scene is the first duty.
The policeman said bitterly: "The people who found the bones this morning were municipal drainage and firefighters. They scrambled out in a panic to call the police. By chance, they met a reporter. As soon as the reporter heard about the murder, he got in without hesitation. Waiting for us to rush
Come here, people are still inside and refuse to come out. A drain has just been opened inside and the water is up to their crotches. We don’t dare to forcefully stop people for fear of an accident.”
Ji Chengling frowned and felt that this reporter's style was familiar: "Which reporter is it from?"
"It seems like... what puts people's livelihood first?"
"Fuck!" Zhao Yanli!
Ji Chengling entered the sewer and waded into the crime scene, where seven or eight people were gathered around to discuss how to untie the barbed wire and fish out the bones while avoiding being washed away by the pouring flood.
Outside, there was Zhao Yanli holding a camera to record and broadcast the scene of the crime. There were two policemen in front of her who stopped her, but they did not dare to get too close. Because if she got too close, Zhao Yanli would struggle hard, and both
During floods, if you accidentally step down and fall into a ditch that can submerge people, it may be too late to save you.
"...A bag of bones was found at the sewer outlet of Donghuan Road 3, Dongcheng District. The bones were packed in a large sack and stuck in the barbed wire fence of the drainage outlet. The police are clamping open the barbed wire fence. Two heads can be seen so far, and they are definitely dead.
There is no less than one person—who?!"
Zhao Yanli was suddenly snatched away from the camera while filming, and he immediately turned his head angrily as if he was going to fight.
Ji Chengling took a few steps back after snatching the camera, pulled out the memory card and threw it directly into the water. Zhao Yanli almost rushed to catch it, but reason held her back.
She glared at Ji Chengling angrily: "I want to sue you for destroying people's property!"
"Go and sue. If you win, I will kneel down and apologize in public." Ji Chengling pointed in the direction of the wellhead: "Get out! Don't you want to get out? Then don't take this camera."
"Wait a minute--" Zhao Yanli quickly stopped him and looked nervously at the Sharp 8K camera in his hand. It was just released at the beginning of the year. One camera is worth 510,000 yuan. She would definitely not be able to pay for it if it was lost in the water. "Ok.
, I won’t interfere with your work, I’m leaving.”
Ji Chengling sneered and handed the camera back to her: "You can continue filming to test the bottom line of our criminal police's tolerance."
"Damn!" Zhao Yanli cursed, grabbed the camera and hesitated for a few seconds, but still couldn't afford the gamble, turned around and left.
After driving Zhao Ji away, Ji Chengling heard that the people over there had also discussed and prepared to retrieve the bones. Everyone tied ropes around their waists and fixed them firmly to the fire hydrants above the wellhead. Then they listened to the instructions and moved both sides while opening other drainage outlets.
While draining the flood, cut a small opening in the barbed wire and fish out the bones.
This will prevent the flood from pouring out and scattering the bones to the greatest extent.
Ji Chengling picked up his sleeves and said, "I'll block the entrance of the cave and fish out the bones."
The people in front saw that he was quite strong, so they nodded: "Then come on."
Ji Chengling took the needle-nose pliers and slowly cut open the barbed wire. The water flow immediately increased and rushed to his face, splashing into his mouth and nose. The taste was not very good.
Someone built a human wall behind him, and the municipal drainage worker who was directing next to him shouted on the intercom: "Open drain outlet No. 13 on Route 2, and drain outlet No. 9 on Route 3! Turn off drain outlet No. 7 on Route 3.
mouth!"
"Road 2 opens at No. 13."
"Route 3 opens at No. 9."
"Route 3, Gate 7."
"The underground flood has been diverted, we just need to stabilize the discharge in the first few seconds!"
Ji Chengling, who had already cut through the barbed wire, got into the drainage outlet and tried to raise his head, but the dirty and smelly flood water still reached his neck. He took the black plastic bag from the colleague behind him, put the entire sack into the plastic bag, and then took a deep breath.
He breathed, suddenly picked up the plastic bag and held it firmly.
With a muffled sound, the yellow water flow unblocked and poured out, submerging all the policemen at the entrance of the cave. After two or three seconds, most of the water drained out, and then the group of grown men stuck their heads out of the water and spit out water.
While climbing out of the sewer.
A colleague asked from behind: "Has everything been put in?"
Ji Chengling said in a muffled voice: "We tried our best to preserve the physical evidence. It is possible that some physical evidence was washed away by the water, but we couldn't find it. But we encountered a typhoon and the accumulated water rushed directly into the sea. We couldn't find it after searching."
Colleague: "There's nothing we can do about it. But since they're all broken into bones, we'll probably have to rely on a forensic autopsy, and the physical evidence may not be of much use."
Ji Chengling responded, carrying a bag of bones on his back and climbed up to the wellhead all wet. There were already people and reporters outside, but Zhao Yanli hadn't found them yet, so he just took pictures and videos of them.
Chen Jie came over and asked, "Have all the bones been fished out?" She took the garbage bag containing the bones, carried it into the car, and threw a few clean clothes from the car to Ji Chengling: "Get in the car, change into the back seat, and put on the film."
After getting into the car, she opened the bag and was stunned when she saw it was full of bones: "Fuck...three skulls, there are three lives in them."
After Ji Chengling changed his clothes, he came over to take a look, frowning: "The skull is too small, not like an adult."
Chen Jie trembled all over and her teeth were sore: "Damn it, three kids. Tsk, it doesn't feel good. I have to call the boss quickly and tell him to stop wandering."
