Chapter 288: Nine Lives (Mao)

Early the next morning, I received a text message from the Cao team, he sent me a phone number, telling me that he had already called the traffic police corps, and I could contact him for a trip. The pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info arrived at the traffic police corps and called the number, and soon, a police officer in his thirties welcomed me into his office.

The police officer's surname is Wu, he is an authentic old Beijing, I briefly told him what I meant, he nodded to me, invited me to sit down, politely poured me a cup of tea, and picked up a file bag from the table and handed it to me, telling me that the accident happened three days ago at about eight o'clock in the morning, and the deceased was a man in his forties, he did not cross the road at the zebra crossing, and it happened that a heavy truck from a nearby construction site drove out of the construction site.

There was a temporary fence on the construction site, two meters high, it is estimated that the car had just driven out, and the driver's vision was affected somewhat, and he didn't notice that someone was crossing the road, so he hit it. The traffic police corps of the vehicle that caused the accident was checked, the car was very new, the car was in good condition, steering, braking or something was no problem, the driver did not exist drunk driving, fatigue driving or something, the accident corps was handled according to the responsibilities of both parties, the driver turned out when the speed was a little fast, there was a certain responsibility, the deceased jaywalking, the responsibility was greater. However, from the perspective of sympathy for the vulnerable and sympathetic to the deceased, it has been coordinated with the construction unit, and the construction unit will give the deceased's family a certain amount of financial compensation, and the driver who caused the accident will be exempted from legal responsibility, but the driver's license will be revoked.

But the deceased was a migrant worker, the police station checked for a long time, and only contacted the family yesterday, it was from Shijiazhuang, it is estimated that the two days will rush over to do the funeral, the body of the deceased is still in the cold storage of a nearby hospital.

I handed a cigarette to Officer Wu, took a sip of his tea, and asked him again: "Officer Wu, I am also an old resident here, I often walk from the side of the construction site, I feel that the construction unit is still quite standardized, the fence and the road are at least one meter away, there are warning signs at the door, the driver drives out of the construction site, to look at the vehicles on the left, there should be no one crossing the road, right?" And I remember that at the entrance of the car, the construction unit has been arranging for an old man to take a red flag in command, and the truck can only drive out when there are no pedestrians, is the uncle not there on the day of the accident?"

Officer Wu sat down on the sofa next to me, lit a cigarette, and said slowly: "Comrade Chang, you can call me Xiao Wu, forget it, Cao Chengyong is my senior brother, and I will not hide anything from him when he arranges it." If you read the survey report, you will understand that the truck did not step on the brakes at all, and the driver felt it after hitting the person, so he dragged the deceased more than 20 meters away, from the waist down the deceased, completely crushed, and he died on the spot. The old man you said commanding the vehicle, we also went to understand, although he is in his sixties, his body is quite hard, his eyes and ears, legs and feet are fine, he was at the scene with a small flag on the day of the accident, but he didn't see where the deceased came from. ”

Officer Wu leaned around, leaned towards the sofa on my side, and said: "Lao Chang, let me tell you this, the deceased must have crossed the road from the east to the west of the road, and the sun had just risen at that time, and it was estimated that the driver and the uncle were shaken by the morning sun, and there may be a vehicle on the other side of the road, so I didn't see the deceased crossing the road." The driver who caused the accident has more than ten years of driving experience, has never been in an accident, and he is also very cautious, he must not have seen the deceased if he did not step on the brakes, not because the car was fast and could not brake. ”

Officer Wu sighed, "Lao Chang, you should know that the traffic police who do us are not as good as Lao Cao and them, my father doesn't love my mother, and I always deal with those civil disputes, it's not easy to coordinate." From the scene investigation, the deceased was moving quickly, hit the side of the front of the truck, and was caught in the rear wheel, in fact, he could hold his feet, there was no way to do this, but how could he not see such a big truck?

"What do you mean, the deceased probably crashed into it on purpose, and committed suicide?" Hearing Officer Wu's words, I was shocked and hurriedly asked.

"There is no evidence, we can't judge blindly, anyway, the construction unit promised to compensate the deceased, and when they and the family reached an agreement, the case will be over. Officer Wu snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray.

I didn't think it was strange at all for Officer Wu to think about this, but I was still a little unwilling, so I asked again, "Old Wu, you are an old traffic policeman, what do you think about this accident?" You must be strange, why am I so curious about this matter, mainly because the deceased has too many strange things on his body. ”

Officer Wu nodded, thought for a while and said, "Lao Chang, the following words are purely private chats between the two of us, and they have nothing to do with the traffic police corps." Seeing that I nodded, he continued: "Traffic accidents are just a matter of one or two seconds, I have seen too much, sometimes one hundredth of a second late, people are fine, sometimes one hundredth of a second early, life is gone, this is really the will of heaven in the dark, you blame the driver for driving fast, you blame the old man for not stopping the pedestrian is useless." ”

"I went to see the scene that day, and the strangest thing you know is? The deceased was almost run over by the truck, but according to common sense, the deceased hit the side of the truck, and the kinetic energy of the truck was much greater than that of the deceased, and after the impact, the deceased should have been bounced off and would not be swept in, unless there was a great force behind the deceased. ”

"Another thing is also very strange, when people encounter a sudden accident, the body will have a knee-jerk reaction, such as dodging, curling up or something, but the deceased did not have that reaction at the scene, but it seemed that the first action was to throw the handbag out, about 20 meters away, and flew to the other side of the truck. ”

"Is that bag in the traffic police team? I want to take a look?" After listening to Officer Wu's introduction, I immediately became excited, what was in the bag, it was worth throwing it out regardless of Lao Zhang's life?

"Yes, it is stored in the evidence department, and the family will be handed over in two days, and I will always take you to see it, but you can't take it away. ”

Walking in the corridor, Officer Wu muttered beside me again: "Old man, there is a very special situation in that deceased, his leg seems to have been seriously atrophied before, I don't know what the reason is?"

"Congenital disability?" I replied.

"It's not like it, but it's shrunk to this extent, I'm afraid it's hard to walk, hey, how can I still hit a truck?"

In the evidence room, I took the blood-stained and dusty handbag from Officer Wu. When I opened the bag, there were not many things in it, the largest one was a semiconductor radio, the size of a palm, the shell was very loose, as if it had been modified, I didn't know anything about the radio, so I put it on the side. A bunch of keys, some change, the maximum face value is no more than twenty dollars. There is also a stack of paper, turned it out and looked at it carefully, it is a rental agreement, Lao Zhang should have paid the landlord a year's rent at one time, and the agreement stipulates that the house will not expire until two years later, it seems that Lao Zhang was originally going to live here for a long time.

There is also a bank card in the bag, which is wrapped in several bank remittance receipts, I thought it was Lao Zhang's repayment to Wu San, but if I looked closely, it was a transfer to a person named Xie Caiying, this name I heard Ma Wu say, it should be Lao Zhang's wife. Each remittance is 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, and there are more than a dozen in total, and the total number is at least hundreds of thousands. Looking at the pitiful banknotes in Lao Zhang's bag, I couldn't help but feel sour, it seems that Lao Zhang sent all the money to his wife and kept nothing for himself.

There is also a photo in the remittance slip, a photo of a family of three, in this photo, I just saw the original appearance of Lao Zhang for the first time, a typical intellectual appearance, a little thin, but the eyes are very bright, the clothes are simple and neat, the hair is very thick, and the ends of the hair are slightly curly. The child in the photo is only five or six years old, and according to Ma Wu's story, this photo was taken at least five or six years ago. But the description of Lao Zhang and Ma Wu in the photo is very different, and it is difficult to associate him with a person.

I was looking at the photos, and among those remittance slips, there was a palm-sized piece of paper falling out, with a lot of numbers written in pencil on it, and these numbers didn't seem to have anything to do with each other, nor did they have any formulas, and they were densely packed with a large piece, occasionally interspersed with a few letters, and at a glance it made people feel that they were about to commit a dense phobia, where could they figure out what it meant. Rummaging through the bag, there were two identical pieces of paper, with different numbers on them, arranged with similar density.

Lao Zhang's bag also contained a bunch of keys, half a pack of cigarettes, a plastic lighter, a small half pencil, and nothing else. If Officer Wu's guess is correct, then the bag that Lao Zhang threw with all his might before the accident is only this radio to protect. I checked the radio again and again, but I still didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

I asked Officer Wu to make copies of those pieces of paper and photos, and after thanking him, he came out of the traffic police brigade, but I didn't expect that the first stop of the investigation, not only did not find any clues, but made me even more confused. I was holding the copies of those pieces of paper and was stunned on the side of the road, when my mobile phone rang suddenly, I opened it and took a look, it was a text message from Team Cao, and there was only one sentence on it, "The phone number of Deputy Director Li of the Guanpian Police Station, he is in the station in the afternoon." "That's a landline number at the back.

(The survivor has also, the dead have nothing, the survivor has my god, the thinker thinks of my body, closes his eyes to see his own eyes, closes his heart to see his own heart, there is something to save, it is called true thought, there is nothing and it is forced, it is called delusion, this is the wonder of thinking and remembering.) --"Ziqing Finger Xuanji")