87_87408 Chapter 117 Didn't Cry All the Time

It's because in the police station, although the topic asked by the policeman Song Song is very standard, I almost became a private detective, so I naturally know that this is a very routine case-handling process.

But there was nothing strange about the scene, and I knew that my father's death must have something to do with the knock on the door last night.

But Chenyan Lu obviously didn't hear this knock on the door.

I also asked my mom how my dad went out last night.

My mother cried and said, "I don't know, when he was sleeping in a daze, he suddenly got up and said that someone knocked on the door." Who do you think will come at night? I didn't hear anything either. He was stunned and said that there was a knock on the door, and then went out of the bedroom. ”

My mother cried again as she spoke. Trembling and said: "Your father usually drinks well, his health is not good, he always has auditory hallucinations or something, I don't care." But ......"

Song Song closed the notebook and asked us to go through the process with him alone. Dad didn't die a natural death, and murder cannot be ruled out.

It is necessary to file a case for investigation.

After some process, my mother finally recovered, at least she didn't cry all the time. But I could feel the lifelessness in my mother's body.

Feeling uneasy, Chenyan Lu patted me on the shoulder.

I picked up the phone hesitantly, I wanted to go to Mao Biqiu.

Dad's death is definitely inseparable from the knock on the door last night.

But now my mother's state alone is too dangerous, I thought about it for a while, and decided to let Chenyan Lu stay next to my mother first, and by the way, I can do it in time if I need any cooperation when the police investigate.

Then I told a little lie to my mother and dialed Sister Rongrong's phone.

Sister Rongrong's voice on the other side of the phone was a little confused, and the two of them should not have gotten up yet.

I hesitated for a minute, but I still said to her, "Sister Rongrong, something happened to me at home. ”

Sister Rong Rong's voice suddenly sobered up, and then she let out a sigh and immediately asked me what was wrong.

I resisted the sourness on the tip of my nose and said directly: "My dad has an accident, and I want to ask my brother-in-law for help." ”

Brother-in-law is Mao Biqiu, Sister Rong Rong did not hesitate, and after saying a word, there was silence on the phone for a while.

Immediately, a familiar and somewhat indifferent voice was heard.

"What's the matter?" Mao Biqiu's voice came, and I told me word by word what happened to Mao Biqiu last night, and that my father died this morning.

Mao Biqiu was silent for a moment, and then said, "I want to see your father." ”

Sister Rong Rong is newly married, but I am newly mourned and don't want to disturb their lives, but I have no choice.

I can't really think of anyone else who can help me other than Mao Biqiu.

Mao Biqiu and I made an appointment to meet in front of the police station, and after about half an hour, Mao Biqiu appeared.

His face was a little solemn, and without saying anything, I took him to the police station.

I happened to see Song Song and my mother and Chen Yanlu communicating something.

My mother's face was obviously ugly, and she spoke fiercely.

Chenyanlu saw me coming at this time and greeted me.

Song Song was the same, I walked to my mother, and my mother shook her head at Song Song again, and said, "I don't agree to sign." ”

I frowned, signed?

Chen Yanlu glanced at me, and when I was about to understand, Song Song shook his head at me and said, "Dissecting the corpse can bring more clues to solve the case." After all, nothing else was found on the deceased right now. ”

Song Song said that he was not wrong. I glanced at Mao Biqiu, and he shook his head slightly.

Then I turned to Song Song and said, "Officer Song." I'm sorry for you, we still can't sign this word. ”

Song Song frowned, then shook his head and said, "Okay, we can't deduce that he killed him based on the current clues, so ......"

Mao Biqiu spoke: "I want to see the corpse." ”

I picked my eyelids, and said in my heart that Mao Biqiu was still like that. Song Song looked at me strangely, and I immediately explained to him, "He is my brother-in-law. He wanted to ......'

Song Song nodded, and then reincarnated and led us inside.

I was worried that my mother would cry out again after seeing my father, and let Chenyanlu accompany my mother, but Chenyanlu refused at first.

But Chen Yanlu didn't hear the knock on the door at night, so it was useless for Chen Yanlu to follow Mao Biqiu.

I still didn't tell Sù Chenyanlu about knocking on the door at night, but pulled out a few reasons, and Chenyanlu immediately heard that I was perfunctory to him.

But he didn't say anything, and took my mom in the other direction.

Mao Biqiu and I followed Song Song to the door of the morgue.

He opened the door and walked in with the two of us.

Then stopped in front of a morgue.

Song Song frowned and said: "The result of the forensic doctor's conclusion is sudden death, there are many possibilities, the most likely is that he was overly frightened. ”

"But we've surveyed the site and haven't found anything else suspicious. Moreover, the deceased was found with his face facing inside the house. ”

"It cannot be ruled out that it was displaced by the murderer after death, but at present, we have no way to deduce where it is. Miss Homi. Song Song lifted the white cloth and wanted to say something.

But he suddenly gasped.

I shuddered.

Under the white cloth, my father's face was hideous and terrifying, even more hideous than when we found him.

The eyes almost bulged out. Song Song was taken aback and then recovered, but his brows furrowed tightly, and he obviously stopped talking.

At this time, Mao Biqiu suddenly reached out and put it on my father's face, and then left his hand. Dad's face returned to normal.

But the miserable white and the iron blue are still there, the person has been dead for less than a day, and there will be no corpse spots for the time being.

"Can we take the body back for burial?" This sentence was obviously not said to me by Mao Biqiu, but to Song Song next to him.

Song Song took two breaths, and said a little unwillingly: "Yes, you can take it away, but I will build yì ......"

I interrupted Song Song and said, "Thank you, Officer Song, we will take my father's body to arrange the funeral immediately." ”

After leaving the morgue, Song Song took me to go through the formalities. Morning Ryu came up and asked us how things were going.

I waved my hand at him, signaling not to make my mom suspicious.

And Mao Biqiu has been frowning. I broke away from my mother and asked Chenyan Lu to accompany her.

Mao Biqiu sighed and said: "Your father's resentment is not gone, there is a lot of resentment in the corpse, and the soul is still struggling after the body is separated from the body." I haven't seen anything like this in years. ”

I listened to Mao Biqiu sigh and knew that something must be wrong, but I still asked Mao Biqiu what to do with a glimmer of hope.

Mao Biqiu said: "Your father was indeed scared to death. It should be that the ghost scared him and lost his soul, and then the soul was taken away again. And your father's life is not over, so his body will be like what we saw just now. ”

He paused and continued: "In the past few days, we have solved your father's funeral first, and after sending him to reincarnation, I will help you find that terrible ghost." ”

I looked at Mao Biqiu gratefully, Mao Biqiu smiled at me and said, "I didn't know that you and Rong Rong were relatives before, so I ......"

Superfluous words are always too much.

There is no such advanced saying that there are funerals in the countryside. The aftermath is the simplest and clearest.

The news of my father's death was known to all the neighbors early in the morning when the police car rushed into our street.

After the aftermath, many people came forward to visit.

We have a custom here, people who die outside the house are not allowed to enter the house, but my father is dead at home, so he should not be bound by this custom.

Mao Biqiu directly set the mourning hall in our living room.

Then he said to my mother and me, "During the wake, my partner should not be here, otherwise the soul will not dare to come back for fear of seeing my wife sad." Let Homi be a filial daughter, and Chenyan Lu be a filial son. ”

My mother wiped her tears and went up to the room on the second floor.

Chen Yanlu and I changed into filial piety clothes and knelt in front of my father's altar.

Money talks. In a few hours in the afternoon, the entire mourning hall was completed.

Dad was lying in a black wooden coffin, the lid of the coffin had not yet been closed, only the last photo had been placed on the sacrificial table.

Mao Biqiu told us that we won't be able to get up after kneeling for a while. Only when the incense is about to be extinguished can you change the image.

Then he took out a lot of tools from his bag and wanted to put makeup on my father.

The dead have to wear makeup, especially the corpses after coming out of the police station, they are dissected and stitched up, and only after makeup can they be restored. My dad wasn't dissected, but Tie Qing's face was too scary.

Mao Biqiu buried himself in the coffin and kept moving.

Chenyanlu and I knelt in front of the altar, bowing our heads and not speaking.

There was a sparse sound outside the door, and the wind was blowing.

The cold wind crept into the room, and the candle flame on the table flickered and almost went out.

My heart skipped a beat, and I breathed a sigh of relief as the candle flame slowly reopened.

But subconsciously I began to look back, only to see that there was nothing else behind me.

I scared myself, and even if there was something, it was my father's soul back.

Morning Yanlu suddenly pounded my waist, and I turned around.

But he saw a big drop of sweat dripping down his forehead on Chenyanlu, and he raised his hand tremblingly and pointed in the direction of the coffin.

I looked up sharply, but I saw that Mao Biqiu was gone.

I suddenly felt a chill in my heart, but I didn't dare to shout, where can Mao Biqiu go in the blink of an eye?

At this moment, there was suddenly another scowling wind, accompanied by the sound of thunder.

The sound of the rain also sounded.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound from inside the coffin. My heart lifted, and Morning Yanlu also grabbed my hand, always ready in case of an accident.

The sound of the coffin did not end, but became clear, and a hand suddenly appeared from the edge of the coffin.

I almost snapped my tongue, but then I was relieved.

Mao Biqiu's head was lifted from the inside of the coffin, then he put his hand on the edge of the coffin, and then crawled out.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and Mao Biqiu said hello to me and Chenyanlu and said, "The painting is finished, tonight is the first day of the vigil, and seven days later is the night of returning to the soul, if you really can't stand it, you can sleep." ”

I shook my head to signal that there was nothing to do, and continued the wake with Chenyanlu.

And Mao Biqiu also stood next to the altar, not knowing what to say in his mouth, in short, I felt that the atmosphere in the room had changed.

There's a slight coolness.

Dad, back?

It took about half an hour for me to realize that it was raining outside, so the temperature inside the house was low.

After Mao Biqiu finished reading, he told sù that we are here tonight, and let me go to sleep with Chenyanlu. Recharge your batteries and prepare for tomorrow.

Chen Yanlu and I stood up and thanked Mao Biqiu before returning to the upstairs bedroom.

I went to the door of my mother's room and listened to it, and found that there was no other sound.

Mom should be asleep.

Back in the bedroom, I didn't talk much to Chenyanlu, and I didn't have time to grieve when my father died.

Mom is the one who has been hurt the most, and now she can only finish the aftermath for her dad first.

Then Mao Biqiu was able to make a move. Find the ghost who killed Daddy.

I have a gut feeling that the ghost's purpose should not be my father.

It's probably me, or Chenyan Lu.

I turned off the lights and fell asleep in a daze