The storm is rising
The police car flashed its lights and honked its horn all the way, and drove fast in the urban area with a speed limit of 50, and it only took 20 minutes to reach the destination, the Western District Public Security Bureau.
When Di Ming got out of the car, he already felt that his legs and feet were weak, and he didn't dare to follow the police to continue walking.
Father, probably lying in the cold dissection room, felt like his chest was suffocating and he couldn't breathe at the thought of this possibility.
The weak man who sat under the desk by the window every day to write and draw since he could remember, the good-tempered man who didn't say a word every time his mother quarreled with him, the man who liked to take him to the park to fly a kite and beat him hard at the same time as he messed with the manuscript paper on the desk, is no longer there?
Di Ming shook his head, driving these terrible thoughts out of his mind, the corpse he recognized in it must not be his father, nervous ghost! It must be because his father's whereabouts have been completely missing recently, so he is a little anxious and angry, not very calm, and now he is nervous when he is a little troubled.
Well, it must not be, it must not be, Di Ming walked in, his legs and stomach were weak, and he thought silently in his heart, his father doesn't seem to have anything worth committing suicide, right? Although his mother is seriously ill, his father himself is not a cowardly person, even if life is difficult, he has always been the most optimistic and open-minded one in the family, even if his mother is gone, he can live a good life alone.
"Forensic Doctor Song, please find out the river drift that was fished up the day before yesterday, I brought someone here." The police officer from the police station who came with Di Ming greeted an old man guarding the forensic doctor's office, and the two exchanged glances covertly. Forensic Doctor Song looked at Di Ming's gaze with a bit of solemnity.
"Come with me." Forensic Doctor Song didn't say anything, and directly led people into the house and pulled one out of a row of refrigerated cabinets.
Di Ming only glanced at it, and couldn't help but spit out a shoe from the director next to him, the latter glared at him helplessly, turned around and went out to shine his shoes, only Di Ming was still there and kept vomiting.
These cops are really insane! The man said that the river drifted just now, Di Ming didn't react for a while, and now that he thinks about it, doesn't he mean the person who was drowned? The man must have been soaking in the river for a few days. Swollen like a giant fat man who couldn't walk upright. It's still black and mushy, exuding a disgusting stench, and it doesn't look like a person, even my own mother can't recognize it. Call him here and recognize a piece of shit!
Di Ming finally vomited the little meal he ate at noon. There is also some bile to be compensated. I can finally understand how miserable my mother's life is now, alas, I must be more patient with her when I go back later.
Just as he was spitting and thinking nonsense. Forensic Doctor Song carefully handed over a bottle of mineral water and led him back to the office. Leaving the stench of the carrion, Di Ming immediately felt a lot better, and after rinsing his mouth and drinking a few more sips of water, he was a little embarrassed and said to the other policeman who brought him: "That, you guys, I'm really embarrassed." ”
The policeman waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, he's used to it." What do you think? Is that body your father? ”
Thinking of the black, ugly, black, and ugly giant fat man, Di Ming's face, which had just changed back to its normal color, turned white again, and pulled the corners of his mouth: "I really don't recognize it." When you let people identify the corpse like this, are they generally not family members but criminals? ”
"Your little comrade is quite humorous, but under normal circumstances, there are many times when family members and criminals can't recognize each other, after all, criminals only kill people, and then try their best to dispose of the body, they actually don't know that people can rot like this in a few days after falling into the water."
"I really don't know who can face such a corpse without changing color and heart beating every day, let alone dissecting, I can't stand it just like this, I can't stand it, forensic medicine is really not a human job." Di Ming's physical nausea passed, and his psychological strength was not yet, and he didn't open the door for a while, so he said what he remembered, and when he finished speaking, he realized that the old man next to him, who was more than half white on his head, was a forensic doctor, and he really scolded the bald donkey to the monk, and he was inevitably a little embarrassed for a while, so he had to explain clumsily: "I'm sorry, comrade forensic doctor, I don't mean anything else, that is, this profession is not easy to do, you are too hard." ”
Forensic Doctor Song nodded expressionlessly: "Well, don't care, I understand." He turned around and took out a cotton swab and motioned for Di Ming to open his mouth so that he could take his DNA sample for identification.
Di Ming obediently cooperated, and was pulled back by the police at the police station, just telling him to leave a phone number and wait for a notice, and then signaled that he could go first.
The waiting time is undoubtedly long, Di Ming has not heard from him for a week when he goes back, he wants to call and ask the police station, what happened to the result, whether that person is his father, but he forgot about it because of the sudden death of his mother.
In the tumor intensive ward, people die almost every day, when the cart covered with a white cloth passes by him, he can clearly see the raised thin figure under the white cloth, and the relatives who are crying next to him, thinking that such a scene will happen to him one day, Di Ming's days with the bed are tormenting every minute and every second, often the last second is still asleep, the next young suddenly woke up, looking at his mother lying motionless on the bed, he always put his fingers under her nose countless times to try to breathe before letting go of the hanging heart.
This day finally came inevitably. One night, his mother slept very peacefully, and he didn't even turn over, and in the middle of the night, he really didn't feel steady, and then put his finger under his mother's nose, and there was no movement, and then pushed his mother, only to find that she was already a little stiff.
He hurriedly called the doctor on duty, and when he heard the phrase "the patient is dead", his mind went blank. From now on, he is a motherless child.
In those two days, he spent the two days in a muddy nightmare, settling like a wandering spirit, issuing his mother's death certificate, going to the police station to cancel his household registration, contacting the funeral home for cremation, and arranging the funeral.
When it was all over and few relatives and friends asked why his father hadn't been seen, he thought of calling the police station to inquire about the situation.
The result was satisfactory to him, the man was not his father. But what left him was the bigger question, where was his father? Why didn't he even show his face for such a major event as the death of his mother? Thirty years of husband and wife love, is it all pretended?
As a son, he was not qualified to blame his father, but at the moment when his mother's ashes were scattered into the sea, he still deeply resented his father.
Just let him die outside, Di Ming thought.
After cleaning his mother's house and renting it out, Di Ming left S City and returned to his home.
He didn't expect that his father was really dead at this time, that day, the ugly giant fat man he saw in the West District Public Security Bureau was his father Di Limin, on the day he left S City, Forensic Doctor Song held the DNA identification report in his hand and looked at it silently, and was silent for a long time.
Finally, with a long sigh, he carefully folded the report in half and put it in the inner pocket of his jacket, and then forged an identification report and put it in the file bag of the nameless corpse, which stated that the two were not related by blood......
Two months later, the case of the drowning of the nameless corpse was summarily closed as an accident because there were no other injuries on the body, and there was no evidence that the deceased had died of murder.
These two months were Wen Mo's rare leisure time, the place was quiet, there were almost no major cases, and individual criminal cases were solved in minutes, so she rarely stayed in the office for so long.
Luo Qin's theoretical level has improved rapidly, Wen Mo took the previous cases to her analysis, and almost all of them can get the correct conclusion, although there are some small flaws in the process, which require more practical experience to correct, with Luo Qin's background as a criminal police captain for many years, her achievements will be above Wen Mo sooner or later.
There is an even happier thing, after the experts of the Armed Police General Hospital have thought twice and formulated a plan, Luo Qin may stand up again!
During this time, Wen Mo pushed her back and forth between home and the hospital countless times, going back with hope and hope, even if there was the slightest possibility, they didn't want to give up.
Luo Qin's injuries were very serious, not only the high amputation of both lower limbs, but also the spine injury, after more than a year, I dare not say that I am completely recovered, not to mention that most of the time she did not follow the doctor's instructions to absolutely recuperate in bed, but ran around, learning to sit in a wheelchair to complete some movements that were very simple before, but now difficult to do. Her pride did not allow her to rely on others for the rest of her life, and she had to be able to live independently—at least most of the time, without starving or dying of dirt.
After the exact good news came this time, Luo Qin didn't have time to be happy, and it was tragic - the 1.2 * 1.8 meter bed is her entire range of activities in the next month, only if the spine injury is checked first, and the hospital will consider letting her wear a prosthesis to start rehabilitation, otherwise once the spine is naturally stressed after wearing a prosthesis, it is easy to make the spine that has not fully recovered a second injury, and at that time, a bad Luo Qin will have high paraplegia.
The stakes are so high that no one dares to take it lightly, so Luo Qin tragically went to bed.
Fortunately, Wen Mo has nothing to do recently, and she can be by her side all day long, so that she can be hospitalized with peace of mind, and every day is like a whole year.
Public Security Bureau of the West District of S City.
A body sent three days ago because of a traffic accident has not been examined, the traffic police detachment is waiting for a report, and it has been urged several times in the past few days, but Dr. Song forensic doctor answered the phone two days ago and did not say much, only promised that it would be as soon as possible, and today he didn't even answer the phone, and the people from the public security bureau came to the door, only to find that the old couple's home had been looted like a devil entering the village, and Dr. Song and his wife were missing.
On the same day, Qiu Feihe, a police officer at the Luochu Police Station, fell to his death, and a suicide note from him was found at the scene of the fall. (To be continued......)