Chapter Ninety-Five, Was It an Accident?
Huang Lei had been pulled away by ambulance, leaving only a pool of blood on the platform of the stairs.
The stairs are not very high, only about ten sections, and the cut surface of the steps is not well handled, which is very sharp.
If you roll down from above, injuries are inevitable.
"Are you alright?"
Feng Qiang glanced at the remaining blood stains on the ground, and didn't understand what was the purpose of letting him see this "first scene".
Man fell by himself, there were no dead people, there was no murder, and there was only a puddle of blood on the ground, and nothing could be seen.
At this time, the forensic doctor who left changed his outfit and came back.
"People are fine, but they are probably disabled."
As soon as Feng Qiang heard the voice of this forensic doctor, he hated it so much, and he didn't know what kind of enmity this kid had against him, and he had been working with him since they first met.
There wasn't a word that wasn't scolding him.
"So what are you asking me to do in this place? We will clean up the site without leaving any traces of blood and will not affect the occupancy after completion. ”
The medical examiner took a brand new white glove from the assistant's hand and carried it to him in a bag of evidence.
"Does this thing sound familiar? According to your co-workers, there have been two similar notices before. ”
Feng Qiang took out a cigarette from his pocket, and just wanted to light it, but was stopped by the forensic doctor.
"You thought that these papers were deliberately pasted, but this one is different, this paper was found at the scene of the crime, that is, on the platform."
"There were a total of eleven people present who found Huang Lei and this piece of paper. We recorded confessions, and everyone spoke the same language, saying that the handwriting on this piece of paper appeared on its own when the blood spread to the paper. ”
But it is also possible that someone has applied a specific agent to the paper beforehand, so that the handwriting will not be visible until it encounters blood. So we're going to take this piece of paper back for testing. ”
Feng Qiang listened to it for a long time, but he didn't hear a single reason.
"So, you're saying all this just to tell me, you're going to take this piece of paper for testing? As for it?
Isn't it just a piece of paper? And Huang Lei was only injured in a fall, not to death, you guys are making a big fuss. ”
"This is the second thing I want to tell you, before the ambulance pulled people away, I checked Huang Lei's physical condition."
The forensic doctor put away the evidence bag and was very dissatisfied with Feng Qiang's indifferent attitude.
"Huang Lei's arms and legs have varying degrees of damage, especially his arms, which have multiple fractures. There are also several places where bone cracks have occurred in the ribs. ”
"According to the number of steps here and the calculation, even if the steps are sharp and hard, it will not make a person with normal bone density suffer multiple fractures, which is very strange."
"So I suggest that if you stop working, you can make plans after we get the results from our side."
After listening to this, Feng Qiang was not happy.
"What do you mean, let's stop working? I said, are you handling too many cases, your mind is full of intrigues, and there are no good things, isn't this just an ordinary accident? ”
"And let's stop working? Do you know how much it costs to get in for a day of downtime? To put it lightly.
I thank you for this trip, comrade police serve the people, I am grateful.
But we're busy enough here that we don't need you to make trouble. ”
Feng Qiang was very "polite" and "asked to leave" after the police, and called the workers next to him back.
But obviously, most of the workers were not in a very good state of concentration after being stimulated in the morning, especially Guo Ming.
The mouth kept muttering, "Haunted, haunted." ”
Feng Qiang calmed the emotions of the others, and asked them to wash away the blood stains on the basement steps first, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with it after a long time and penetrate into the cement.
A few people absentmindedly went out to fetch water, and poured buckets and buckets down, and finally washed away the blood stains on the steps.
Feng Qiang saw that they were in a bad state, so he gave them half a day off, anyway, the boss also said that the inspection time would be delayed, so that the time was a lot easier.
Until the afternoon, Guo Ming's state did not recover, and Feng Qiang could only send someone to send him home first.
When the people are better, they will continue to come back to work.
In the afternoon, everyone went about their work as usual, and the familiar smell of dust and cement seemed to calm their hearts.
At night, several people lay together and couldn't sleep.
"Do you say that Huang Lei's fall was really an accident?"
"It must have been, everyone was together at that time, and several people who went out were also in a pile, only Huang Lei went out alone.
It wasn't that he fell down on his own, so it was hard to see someone push him. ”
"Also, then what did you say about that piece of paper, I thought I was dazzled at first, but I didn't expect you all to see it, could it be that someone designed it?"
"I think so, after all, the medical examiner said that there is such a possibility.
And it's not the first time we've encountered this kind of thing, so many disgusting things have other construction teams done in the past to sabotage our business. ”
"Hey, go to sleep, we'll know when the police test results come out tomorrow."
The next morning, everyone didn't move, and the first thing I did when I opened my eyes was to see if everyone around me was there.
Although the strongest are saying that it is okay, the fear in the heart is like a seed, which has long been buried in everyone's heart.
As time goes by, little by little, it takes root and sprouts until a suitable opportunity arises to break through the obstacles and reveal its original appearance.
"It's past seven o'clock, where have all the people gone? Don't get up to work yet? ”
It wasn't until they heard Feng Qiang's voice shouting outside the door that the people in the house were shocked that it was already past seven o'clock.
Hurriedly put on his clothes.
"What's wrong with today, I don't usually sleep until this time."
"Even if you wake up late, no one wakes up on time."
"I can't eat breakfast today, I just hope that Brother Feng won't scold people for a while."
When Feng Qiang came in, they had just dressed up.
"All up? Get up and get to work, finish it as soon as possible, lest anything else happen. ”
As soon as Feng Qiang's words came out, everyone inexplicably fought a cold war, as if something would really happen if they were delayed.
The downstairs floors were basically finished, and a few people brought tools and climbed up to the 20th floor.
"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky......" Feng Qiang's phone rang.
Feng Qiang saw that it was a strange call, so he hung up directly.
"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky......"
I just hung up the phone, but I didn't expect it to call again.
Feng Qiang picked up the phone impatiently.
"Who? You made a mistake! I've hung up twice, don't you understand? If you don't have a good brain, don't call me again! ”