Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Man Who Has Been Dead for Three Years!

Tang Jingjing said: "My mother said, when Zhang Ju gave you cigarettes, it means that Wang Ju has recognized you!" ”

I didn't expect this to happen.

I wasn't as particular as Tang Jingjing, so I took a heavy sip when I clicked on it.

Li Xingchen looked at me with a smile: "Brother-in-law, our relationship is quite iron." ”

I said, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm just bullying you, you're beating me?" ”

Seeing Li Hong sitting on the side, he didn't have a good start.

Li Hong looked at me with a confused expression: "Xiaoyang, what the hell is going on?" To tell you the truth, I haven't been studying for a few years, and I've been on special missions at the border. Most of the words on it are crepe, and I don't understand most of them. ”

I said, "Let's let Lin Lao speak!" I can't articulate it either. ”

Lin Lao nodded, asked us all to sit down, and then analyzed it.

The beginning part is not different from the file.

The only thing that's problematic is the latter part......

The latter part says that the Public Security Department compared the population of the whole city, but found nothing. In fact, this work was not done at all, because the identity of the deceased had already been confirmed!

The deceased's name is Liu Juncheng, a member of the city's population, who has been stationed in the suburbs for a long time. He ran a cement factory before his death, but it closed down three years ago because Liu Juncheng died on a No. 8 bus.

This is the most famous 'hearse case' in the city three years ago, because someone once used this as a gimmick to serialize a horror story on the Tianya forum, as if saying that the bus was a hearse, Liu Juncheng got on the wrong car in the wrong place, and was taken into the ghost gate.

There are countless legends like this in China, and we don't take it seriously.

But there is one thing that has been officially confirmed, that is, Liu Juncheng did die three years ago. Among the information given to us by Wang Ju, there is also Liu Juncheng's death certificate three years ago, as well as news from several major newspapers.

Li Hong immediately stopped Lin Lao and asked, "Lin Lao, it's not right, Liu Juncheng died three years ago, how can the corpse appear on the No. 8 bus three years later?" ”

Lin Lao coughed: "This is also where the case is strange, so in order to avoid causing panic among the public, the superiors did not expose the identity of the deceased." Moreover, it was announced that the identity of the deceased had been determined, and the cause of death was a heart attack. If we want to investigate in the future, we can only investigate secretly, that is to say, our investigation team is not recognized by the police at all. ”

"What a fucking fuck." Tang Jingjing was angry: "This is a fart!" ”

I comforted Tang Jingjing to be impatient, this kind of thing, you can't be in a hurry, just play it.

Tang Jingjing looked at me with faint eyes: "If you want to play, you can play by yourself." I can't do this kind of thing of slapping a swollen face and making a fat person. ”

I know she's blaming me for bringing this case to everyone. I had no choice but to smile bitterly and ignore it.

Lin Lao said: "Xiaoyang, you are a forensic doctor, so you are professional in this area. I ask you, is there any way to keep the body for three years and look the same as when it first died? ”

I shook my head and said it was impossible, a serious violation of science.

Tang Jingjing said: "Isn't there a lot of embalming technology now, which can keep the corpse fresh forever?" I know that Lenin's body is still in good condition, I have seen photos on the Internet, and it is no different from that of a sleeping man. ”

I said: "Lenin was disemboweled, all the entrails removed, embalmed and then put in a crystal coffin for preservation, which was just a skin. But if you want a person, the whole body is preserved as before, even the most awesome person can't do it. ”

"A few hours after a person dies, the temperature of the body drops until it is the same temperature as the surrounding body. If the corpse had been frozen before then, it would indeed have been possible to maintain its appearance. ”

"But in reality, the human internal organs, especially the intestines, are home to a myriad of bacteria that can adapt to any harsh environment. Bacillus and Escherichia coli continue to grow in the internal organs and intestines. They corrode the internal organs and intestines. It is impossible to get rid of these bacteria. Therefore, the embalming technology from ancient times to the present day has one thing in common, that is, to take out the internal organs of the corpse, clean up the bacteria in it, and keep the corpse in a sterile environment permanently......"

As for the deceased Liu Juncheng, the provincial bureau has also conducted an autopsy to confirm that the internal organs are fresh and not decomposed, and no embalming technology has been found. I think I can rule out the possibility that the body died three years ago. I said.

"Then Liu Juncheng died on the bus again this time, what happened?" Tang Jingjing asked.

I smiled bitterly: "Isn't this exactly what we want to check?" ”

Lin Lao said: "Liu Juncheng's body is being transported here from the Public Security Department, I hope you can find any clues on the corpse!" ”

I nodded and said, "It seems that this is the only way to go." ”

Because the corpse is a special 'transport' and must be kept out of the eyes and ears of the public, it is a bit difficult, and the superiors said that it will not be delivered until nine o'clock tomorrow morning at the latest.

Lin Lao asked why he couldn't send it tonight? It's only a five- or six-hour drive.

The person in charge seemed to be very familiar with Lin Lao, and said with a wry smile: "Do you think every driver is bold?" What's more, this guy died so bizarrely. ”

Lin Lao was very angry, but it seemed that he had no problem with the other party, so he had to hang up the phone.

Police stations are generally not staffed with people who specialize in transporting dead bodies. And once there is such a need, they are all in contact with the funeral home to be responsible for transportation.

It's just that this time Liu Juncheng's death is really strange, so even the old driver of the funeral home refuses to do it.

We sat down again and discussed the next steps. According to my bureaucracy's temper, there's no way he's going to give us much time. Seventy-two hours after the death of the corpse is known as the 'golden clue period' of the criminal police, because during this time, many clues will be revealed, and even the suspect may appear at the scene.

According to our deployment, Tang Jingjing and I pretended to be couples tonight and went to take the bus. After all, the identity cannot be disclosed, and it can only be investigated secretly. In order to ensure safety, Li Hong also went with us, but he had to stop the train one stop earlier than us.

Lin Lao and the rat were responsible for following the bus to see if there were any suspicious people following us. As for Li Xingchen, I asked him to stay and search for the public's speculation about the death at the time of the hearse a few years ago.

After the division of labor, I saw that it was still early and there were still two or three hours before the bus departed, so I proposed to invite everyone to have a supper.

At the mention of eating, Tang Jingjing's eyes immediately widened, and it seemed inevitable that she would be slaughtered again.

Finally, at Tang Jingjing's suggestion, we came to a Korean-style buffet barbecue, which was quite cheap, the original price was sixty, and Tang Jingjing had a few vouchers of ten yuan, which cost me less than two hundred yuan in total.

After eating, it was almost time, and we immediately divided the labor and officially entered the work state!

The rat was responsible for sending me and Li Hong and Tang Jingjing to the corresponding station, and then drove Lin Lao and waited at the first stop to supervise the No. 8 bus.

It's still a bit foggy tonight, which is both good news and bad news for us. First, the fog is so thick that you can't see clearly, and the bus should not suspect the mouse's car. Second, I'm really worried that the rat will be lost with the car.

But thinking about having Li Hong on our side, we are also a lot more relaxed.

Tang Jingjing and I were waiting at the fourth stop, there were very few people at this point, only a few single aristocrats working overtime, still gnawing on KFC, waiting for the bus. Seeing them shivering from the cold, but still wearing only decent suits, I couldn't help but feel sorry for them.

I don't know if it's because the No. 8 bus has just died, or because the No. 8 bus doesn't pass through their homes, I see that the bus hasn't come yet, and we are the only ones left on the whole platform!