The sheriff's efficiency was still very high, and before Zhuo Datong rushed home, the sheriff who had been notified had already arrived outside the courtyard of Zhuo Datong's old house.

Because of the request of the informant, the three sheriffs who came here did not wear uniforms, but went out in civilian clothes to handle the case, as if they were acquaintances.

Zhuo Datong welcomed the three of them into the house, and told the ins and outs of the strange things they had encountered in the past two days, because he had already had the experience of telling Old Man Ye before, so he almost didn't miss a word in the entire process in Jiangsu.

After telling, Zhuo Datong took out the photos taken by his mobile phone.

He only took two photos, one was taken when his wife Jiang Guirong first appeared, after wrapping her corpse, before waiting for Old Man Ye to bring his apprentice over.

The second is the second appearance of Jiang Guirong's corpse, at the request of Old Man Ye, after he took a photo, the two apprentices wrapped Jiang Guirong's corpse in broken cotton wool.

So the second photo completely captured Jiang Guirong's entire corpse, and even the sitting posture was exactly the same as when Zhuo Datong saw her.

The three sheriffs looked at each other and thought it was incredulous, and one of them said, "Do you want to notify the special ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the other person shook his head: "Don't do it for the time being, we didn't investigate clearly last time, but an ordinary case invited them over." Later, I was scolded by the captain, and I heard that the captain was also scolded by the director of the sub-bureau. ”

"Well, I also think I'll investigate it first." A third person agreed.

Later, one of the three sheriffs talked with Zhuo Datong and made a recording of it, asking about the key points that need to be understood, while the other two sheriffs surveyed the yard together.

According to Zhuo Datong, the two of them successively checked the wooden chair in the middle of the courtyard and the surrounding of the chair, and then the corner and wall of the courtyard, and one of them also went to the side of the outer wall against a path to check.

It took an hour and a half before and after, and it can be said that the inspection was very careful.

Then the three sheriffs bumped heads, and one of the sheriffs who looked at the scene said, "There is indeed a smell of corpses in the courtyard, and the strongest part is the wooden chair and the ground nearby. ”

Another sheriff continued: "There are traces of foot stamping on the exterior wall, but the shoe prints left are only the upper part of the soles of the feet, and they do not appear to have been left recently. As for the wall in the courtyard, there are no obvious shoe prints, but it is not excluded that people outside took a ladder to climb over the wall and opened the door of the courtyard. ”

The sheriff who made the record for Zhuo Datong shook his head, "This way it is impossible to tell whether it is man-made or if there are really other special circumstances." You gather some evidence, whether it's footprints, fingerprints, or the dirt on the ground that dripped into the corpse. It's a good idea to bring that wooden chair back later for a check-up. ”

Speaking of this, he turned back to Zhuo Datong and said: "This wooden chair is soaked in corpse water, and it will always emit a stench that cannot be removed, anyway, you won't want it, we will take it back as evidence for identification." ”

"Okay, okay, you take it." Zhuo Datong nodded hurriedly.

Since Jiang Guirong's corpse came back for the second time, although she was sent back to the grave again along with Old Man Ye's two apprentices, Zhuo Datong had always felt an indescribable strange smell in the courtyard.

Because the floor had been cleaned and treated, and the wooden chair had been rinsed with soap foam, he thought that it was just that the ground had not been cleaned, so there was a smell coming out, but he didn't expect that the corpse water had soaked the surface of the wooden chair, penetrated deep into the inner layer, and emitted an unpleasant smell for a long time.

Ordinary people do not have an obvious concept of corpse odor, and can only use words such as "smelly" and "disgusting" to describe it.

In fact, this smell is like the stench of death mentioned in a book, it is actually a top note of licorice, mixed with a strong citrus smell, but this is not fresh orange, but the kind of citrus flavor that is sprayed directly into the nose with a citrus industrial cleanser.

Its heart is a summer bottle of wine that has been uncapped for a day, and the acidity is enough to summon a swarm of flies. The finish note is a bucket of salted fish after exposure to the sun.

Like a perfume, the top, middle and bottom notes are described as strong and profound.

The three sheriffs were busy with gloves and took away the evidence, including the foul-smelling wooden chair.

It is said that they will go to the location of Jiang Guirong's grave again tomorrow morning, and do an investigation by the way.

Seeing off the sheriff, Zhuo Datong felt a sense of relief.

The feeling of depression from earlier seemed to be released at this moment, he exhaled a breath of turbidity, and turned his head to look at the quiet old house, the not very big courtyard, the empty and silent inner room.

The portrait of my wife is framed in the middle of the table in the back room, as if she is calmly watching herself.

Zhuo Datong felt very tired, and he had not rested well during this time, and he was more tired than taking care of his wife who was seriously ill in bed.

He yawned heavily, took a shower, took off his clothes and threw them in the washing machine, turned on the automatic wash and went to the bedroom.

He slept until six o'clock the next morning, because of the long-term formation of the biological clock, at this point, he would wake up on his own.

I went to bed after seven o'clock last night, and I was so tired that I slept for almost eleven hours, and my stomach was already rumbling while I was still lying in bed.

Zhuo Datong slowly sat up, got out of bed, came to the living room of the inner room, stood at the door, and subconsciously glanced into the courtyard through the window.

The courtyard was empty, there was no human figure, nothing suspicious.

"It doesn't look like it will happen again."

He let out a long sigh.

At this moment, he firmly believed that the mask wood carving that Shen Xing sold to him made the appearance of his wife's body in the early morning occupy the biggest suspicion.

And now the mask is gone, and the corpse has not reappeared.

I went to the toilet, washed up, went to the kitchen to boil five eggs, made a big cup of strong tea, and quickly ate three eggs.

Immediately, Zhuo Datong put the other two eggs in his pocket and went out to wait on the side of the road leading to the North Wind Canyon at the entrance of the town.

He made an appointment with the sheriff to inspect the scene of his wife's grave, and according to the time, the sheriff's car arrived on time, and the car was still the same three sheriffs from yesterday, still wearing civilian clothes.

The four of them soon came to Jiang Guirong's grave, Zhuo Datong took a serious look, the grave did not pass, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

In fact, after burying Jiang Guirong for the second time, Old Man Ye took out four coffin nails, asked the two apprentices to nail the four corners of the coffin respectively, and recited words, and sprinkled a lot of evil water on the coffin board.

The sheriff looked at it for a long time, and in line with what Zhuo Datong said, the tomb was obviously passive, but it had been restacked completely, and there was nothing else unusual.

After nothing was checked, the sheriff did not plan to open the coffin for an autopsy, but only left a phone number for Zhuo Datong to be able to contact them at any time, and told him to contact him directly 24 hours a day as long as there was anything.

The stone in his heart was completely put down, and when he went back, Zhuo Datong seemed to be a lot more energetic.

When I returned home, I cleaned the hygiene thoroughly, and then went out to buy some daily necessities, and watched TV at home by myself, munching melon seeds and drinking tea.

That nervous and scared mood was slowly disappearing, except for the scene where Jiang Guirong sat on a chair in the courtyard from time to time in his mind, the faint feeling of worry in Zhuo Datong's heart had been almost self-regulated by him.

The day passed quickly.

When he went to bed at night, Zhuo Datong always felt that someone was in the house or standing by the bed looking at him at first, but after tossing and turning for a while, he still fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Zhuo Datong immediately ran to the window of the living room in the inner room and took a closer look at the courtyard outside.

It's business as usual.

His heart was completely relieved at this moment, and he began to think about when to ask Shen Xing for half of the money he had paid for the mask wood carving.

Without worries and abnormalities, for Zhuo Datong, this day's life seems to have become much easier and more fulfilling.

He went to Old Man Ye's place to visit the door, thanked the owner of the coffin shop, and then returned home to pickle some pickles, preparing to send two jars to Old Man Ye when the time came.

After dinner, I went to bed after nine o'clock, ready to go to bed early and get up early, to take care of my body, and to replenish my spirit.

He lay down that night without thinking of anything, without suspicion or fear, and fell asleep quickly.

When he woke up, Zhuo Datong opened his eyes in a daze, and then was slightly stunned for a moment.

He found that it was not yet dawn, so he took his phone on the bedside table and looked at it, and found that it was only a quarter past five.

In a daze, Zhuo Datong was surprised that his biological clock was not accurate, but soon he noticed that something was wrong, and a smell that had been very familiar for the past few days was permeating the room.

It's a ...... A strong stench!

Zhuo Datong suddenly sobered up a lot, he turned on the bedside lamp, and felt that the stench seemed too obvious, as if it was in the house, not from the yard at all.

Frightened, I turned my head and looked, only to see that on the big bed I was lying on, the side where Jiang Guirong used to sleep, and now my wife was lying on her side in the same position again.

The familiar color of the shroud, the face and exposed palms were a third rotten, the smell of corpses was everywhere, and the sheets had been soaked in black-red corpse water.

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