Lin Mo left, leaving Zhang Bin with a relieving answer. This case was not completed by this corpse, but by actual human beings. After receiving this answer, Zhang Bin was satisfied but also a little disappointed.
, I am satisfied that this case can be announced to the public. It is easy for the police to find some evidence to prove that the deceased was killed by someone. Now the police officer responsible for external contact has produced those evidences as an explanation, but the most critical thing is
The surveillance video remains unexplained.
However, Lin Mo's arrival actually had no effect. The only useful thing was that Lin Mo told Zhang Bin that the body did move by himself, but it had nothing to do with the doctor's death. What else did Zhang Bin want to ask, but
Lin Mo, however, took the thermos cup with a nervous look on his face and hurried away. Before leaving, he said that he would not charge the fee this time. Zhang Bin and the forensic doctor were left looking at each other in confusion, waiting for Zhang Bin to chase him out.
, when he was about to send Lin Mo back, Lin Mo had disappeared.
After Lin Mo returned to the teahouse, his face was gloomy and scary. He took the thermos cup to the second floor and sealed it instead of opening it. He returned to the first floor and lay down on a chair, but he couldn't fall asleep.
After tossing and turning for a long time, Lin Mo finally gave up the idea of sleeping and sat up from the chair. He held a small mirror at his fingertips and kept turning it over. The mirror reflected small light spots that shuttled back and forth on the wall of the teahouse lobby.
"Oh, I'd better go and have a look, otherwise I won't be able to put my mind at ease."
Lin Mo stood up and took out his backpack from behind the counter, stuffed a dozen mirrors inside, and after asking Xiao Hei to look around the store, he closed the door and left the teahouse. The little black cat climbed up from the counter and looked at Lin Mo solemnly.
The back figure disappeared at the door. It seemed that things were not simple.
Lin Mo left the teahouse, but didn't know where to go. He took a random bus and rode from the starting station to the terminal station, then changed to another bus and continued riding to the terminal station. He was not without goals.
Choosing a bus, none of the buses Lin Mo took had overlapping routes, so there was such a weirdo in the city. After getting on the bus, without saying a word, he came to the back of the bus and stared at the window.
Outside, he didn't play with his cell phone or listen to the station announcements. He didn't get out of the car and left at the driver's urging until everyone got off.
This process lasted until around nine o'clock in the evening. Lin Mo took the last bus passing by the teahouse. He sat on the chair without looking out or playing with his mobile phone. He lowered his head and kept thinking about what he had seen that day.
However, Lin Mo didn't notice that the bus emptied out after half the journey. He and the driver were the only two people left in the carriage. However, Lin Mo was still sitting on the chair. His movements had already
After going all the way, the driver looked at Lin Mo in the rearview mirror several times, and all he saw was the same scene.
"Gudong"
The driver's throat rolled, and he swallowed unconsciously. Cold sweat gradually flowed down his forehead. He wiped it several times but couldn't wipe it clean. He hesitated several times and wanted to talk to Lin Mo, but in the end he held back and did not speak.
The hands holding the steering wheel began to tremble.
Lin Mo suddenly raised his head. He had just mentally sorted out the places he passed by on the bus today and found that there were more or less green vegetation in all places. Although some places might have been missed, it was still useful to check the general situation.
That's it, now there is only one last place left, which is the crematorium. Looking at the last bus stop that says crematorium on the platform notice board, Lin Mo hesitated.
"Well, young man, where are you going?"
The uncle driver finally couldn't bear it any longer. Just now, Lin Mo suddenly raised his head and was so frightened that he almost hit the brakes and ran out of the door. However, Lin Mo kept looking in the direction of himself, which made him feel the slightest bit of cold air coming from his back.
, thinking that the last stop of his bus was the crematorium, the driver's legs felt weak and his throat was dry.
In fact, the driver regretted it after the question was asked. He was afraid that Lin Mo would say the word crematorium, and then he really didn't know whether he could insist on driving to the bus terminal.
There was silence in the carriage. The driver's uncle stared closely at Lin Mo, who was sitting in the back, but Lin Mo was still looking ahead without any focus.
"Little boy?"
"Ah, are you calling me?"
"Is there anyone else in this car?"
The uncle was a little panicked and subconsciously put his hand into his pocket. There was a pack of gold leaves inside. However, the hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly. Considering the regulations on the bus, the uncle gave up this approach.
He originally just looked at Lin Mo in the rearview mirror, but now he scanned the entire car again and again, guessing whether there were many things in the car that he couldn't see.
If a reporter were to interview him now, he would just say one thing: I have a girlish heart that is so panicked...
"Oh, no, I was just thinking about something, are you okay?"
Lin Mo explained, but his neck felt stiff after not moving for a long time. Lin Mo subconsciously twisted his neck and turned it in several directions.
"Well, well, I want to ask you where to get off the bus. Don't sit past the station."
The driver's uncle was a little stuttered when he spoke, his heart was beating violently, and his eyes were fixed on the seats that Lin Mo had just turned around to scan. He thought Lin Mo was telling him that there were still people there...
Suddenly my heart pounded like a deer with horns on its head...
The driver's mind suddenly flashed to the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother, and various gods seen in Journey to the West. He was thinking about Amitabha in his heart, saying "You can't see me, you can't see me", but his ears were bent, waiting for Lin Mo's answer.
.
"Maple Street."
Lin Mo's answer was simple, but the driver's uncle was panicked. He was no longer afraid of Lin Mo, and even expected Lin Mo to say that he was going to the crematorium, because Lin Mo could see after all, and those who couldn't see, God knows they
Did he stretch his hand to his neck? It was not an air-conditioned car, there was no air-conditioning, but the driver's heart felt cold.
The bus stopped at Fenglin Street. Lin Mo got off the bus and took a look at the strange bus driver before getting off. There was nothing strange about him.
The driver turned his head appropriately and looked at Lin Mo for a few seconds. Seeing the driver's reluctant eyes, Lin Mo's body trembled and he quickened his pace. His heart felt chilly, and malicious speculations filled Lin Mo's mind.
Is it possible that the driver uncle has a crush on me?
After getting off the bus, Lin Mo hurriedly walked, as if he was escaping from some danger. The driver's uncle felt even more panicked. There was never a shortage of horror stories about the last train. The driver's uncle had read some, but never took it seriously, but today he seemed to
Really met.
I wanted to abandon the car and run away, but considering the double threat of bonus deductions and fines, I thought about my son who had just entered college. I lit a cigarette, stood behind the seat, and bowed to the car.
Dear uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, my little one has an eighty-year-old mother who is not in good condition, and a three-year-old son who is crying for food. If you have anything to ask for, just ask. I will give you the ingots and paper money. I just want to save my little life. In the future,
I should repay you...
With a trembling heart, trembling hands, and a stiff body swaying, the uncle driver and his last bus slowly moved forward in the direction of the crematorium and disappeared into the black night. I just don’t know what the next days of this uncle driver will be like.
, can you continue to drive this last bus to the crematorium...
When Lin Mo returned to the teahouse, he was really tired. He threw his backpack behind the counter and went straight upstairs. The crematorium was a beautiful place with beautiful scenery and perfect for burying people, so Lin Mo didn't plan to go there to see if he encountered it.
If it’s not good if you don’t do something yourself, it’s better to avoid this situation.
Lin Mo is not in the channel today. Otherwise, he might find out that his few uncomplaining words caused the driver to have some misunderstanding. But even if he finds out, there is no good way to solve it. Man, it's not that you said he shouldn't let him.
If you tell him it's okay, he will believe it.
Lin Mo was lying down and resting, listening to the noise downstairs, and felt that something was wrong. According to his understanding, the only thing that could mutate those incomplete and severely decomposed corpses was the Drought Demon, and it was not an ordinary thing.
The slightest breath of drought can cause such a situation to happen.
And the same thing happened in the hospital today. A person who had been dead for less than a week was actually able to move. According to the time, it should have just invaded the corpse last night. Of course, if this were not the case, Lin Mo would not be able to determine this matter.
It's not that the corpse is not the murderer in this case. If only a few days later, this corpse might actually be able to commit murder.
But the most critical problem is that whether it is the road where a large number of deceased people were found underground, or the Changhai Hospital today, these two places have a common feature, that is, there is no lack of green vegetation, and there are no plants that suddenly withered.
, this is very inconsistent with the description of the drought demon in the legend.
"Is it because I made a mistake in my judgment or I didn't notice something? This matter always feels not simple."
A lying salted fish is a real salted fish. There is absolutely no doubt about this. Just like Lin Mo, even if he knew the seriousness of the matter, since he had already laid down, he had no intention of getting up again.
I simply put this matter aside until tomorrow morning, and started thinking about Zhang Bin in my mind.
Zhang Bin is a good comrade and a good policeman. There is no doubt about this. After getting information from here last time, he was able to lead people to take risks and demolish a section of the road. Most people may give up on this plan, but Zhang Bin did
No, but as the captain of the criminal police, I took on the responsibility in case there was no body.
However, this guy has a kind of thunderous physique. Zhang Bin discovered the two things related to the drought demon and informed him. Lin Mo was considering whether to give Zhang Bin a free membership card, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it.
For the police and some government officials, what can best protect them is not anything else, but their integrity, the support of the people, and the protection of the national destiny are their best talismans.