Ling Feng stared at this strange eye tightly, his eyes seemed to be deeply sunken, slowly approaching, and then closer...

"Son!"

"Gangzi! What's wrong with you? ”

Suddenly, two wails rang out.

Ling Feng woke up in an instant.

It was Tian Gang's parents who came back, and when they saw their son leave suddenly, their emotions immediately collapsed.

Ling Feng came back to his senses and sighed softly.

has been a police officer for many years, and he has been accustomed to seeing this kind of scene of white-haired people sending black-haired people.

There was not much fluctuation in my heart, only sympathy for the loss of my son, and regret for the loss of my young life.

However, sympathy and regret will not save anything.

"Ling Suo, do you need to call his parents over to ask about the situation?" Luo Hao asked softly.

"Wait a minute, wait for them to slow down, they can't answer in their current state."

Ling Feng shook his head and beckoned Luo Hao to step aside.

"Xiao Luo, what do you think of this case?"

"It should be playing with mobile phones for a long time, paying too much attention, and overusing mental power, resulting in sudden death, which is an accidental death."

Luo Hao said firmly.

"Alas~, young people nowadays play crazy with their mobile phones, holding their mobile phones when they go to and from school, going to and from work, and don't even lift their heads! There are too many people walking on the road and sitting in the car. ”

Luo Hao shook his head helplessly, and sighed, looking old-fashioned.

"Focus on the case, don't talk about uselessness!" Ling Feng glared at him.

Luo Hao touched his head in embarrassment.

"Then I'll remind you first, and then you can think about whether your judgment is right."

"The coffee on the coffee table is still hot, judging by the heat emitted, it means that he will not brew coffee for more than half an hour..."

"That is to say, from the time he pours his coffee, lies down and looks at his phone, until he dies, it will not take more than half an hour..."

"What do you think is the probability that only half an hour of concentration will lead to sudden death due to overuse of mental power?"

"This..."

After listening to Ling Feng's analysis, Luo Hao was speechless.

Luo Hao was silent for a while and nodded.

"Yes, it is difficult to say that such a short period of time is caused by concentration and fatigue that causes sudden death, and under normal circumstances, focusing on something for a long time will have the possibility of sudden death."

"Does he have any acute illness, or a genetic history of sudden death in the family?"

Obviously, even if it wasn't because of overthinking, Luo Hao still thought that Tian Gang died suddenly by accident, otherwise he couldn't explain Tian Gang's strange state of death.

"I'll have to ask Tian Gang's parents and our forensic doctor about this!"

Although some possibilities could be ruled out, Ling Feng was also confused at this time.

Even if there is a family history of genetic diseases, it will not be so that there is no trace of struggle when you die.

Ling Feng touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

Finally staying up until noon, everything was unknowable, and he felt that it had been a long morning.

At this time, the police officers had already finished packing up Tian Gang's mobile phone, coffee cups and other related items.

Tian Gang's parents no longer cried bitterly.

At this time, the mother was still holding her son, sobbing softly, and muttering intermittently words such as "If the child says nothing, it will be gone, and how will the mother live in the future".

My father sat on the side in a daze, tears dripping from time to time, perhaps flashing bits and pieces of the past in his mind, and his mood was soothed.

His name is Tian Meng, forty-five or sixteen years old, with a dark complexion, a thin body, and a little weak.

Obviously, his image doesn't seem to quite match his name.

Often at such times, the father is stronger and more rational than the mother, and can always come out the fastest.

Ling Feng saw it in his eyes and shook his head.

The calm on his expression still can't hide the grief in his heart...

"Hello, I'm Ling Feng, the director of the Jiangyou Police Station, you are Tian Gang's father, please mourn!"

Ling Feng sat down opposite Tian Meng and comforted in a low voice.

"Yes, alas..., I told him almost every day to play less with his mobile phone, play less with his mobile phone, and go out more for a walk, but he just didn't listen, just didn't listen, and let us live as a couple in the future!" Tian Meng almost roared excitedly.

Although Tian Meng's expression has been soothed, his heart is still broken, and the scars of his relatives leaving, I am afraid that time will not be able to heal it.

"I would venture to ask, do any of your immediate family members have a family history of genetic disease? For example, acute myocardial infarction, sudden death due to cerebral hemorrhage, etc. Ling Feng asked in a low voice.

"No, there are no relatives in our family, including his mother, who died suddenly of illness." Tian Meng replied without thinking.

"Has Tian Gang had any recent mood swings? For example, fighting with others, arguing, or even talking loudly to others. Ling Feng continued to ask.

He tried to find more possibilities, hoping to find a reasonable explanation, like looking for a life-saving straw.

"No, Gangzi has a relatively gentle personality, except for playing with his mobile phone, he doesn't go out, at most, Tian Tao comes to play with him, the two of them play with their mobile phones, sometimes they play all night, and they don't listen to anything!"

Tian Meng kept patting his thighs with both hands, and his mood began to be a little impatient.

Tian Meng was still very angry about Tian Gang's obsession with mobile phones, but he was helpless, so that when something like this happened, he constantly blamed himself for not taking care of the child.

"Thank you for your answer, and please be happy!" Ling Feng comforted again.

"By the way, there is something to trouble you, we need to take Tian Gang back to the police station, and the forensic doctor needs to do further examinations to see if there are any other doubts about his death."

"Okay, I'll talk to his mother, and if there's any situation, you can tell me in time."

Tian Meng was silent for a moment, and finally nodded and said.

Tian Meng walked up to the deceased's mother, comforted each other for a while, and told her about Ling Feng's request.

At first, Tian's mother resolutely disagreed, but later under Tian Meng's persuasion, she reluctantly agreed.

…

At four o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, the autopsy department of the Jiangyou Police Station.

"Lao Zhang, what did you find?" Ling Feng asked.

Lao Zhang, named Zhang Ying, 42 years old, a forensic doctor at the Jiangyou Police Station, has a fair complexion and an angular face.

Zhang Ying is a senior forensic doctor, because his hometown is in Jiangyou, so he voluntarily applied for transfer here from Beijing, and Ling Feng was very polite to him.

He is a typical wife who is strict, he is a white-faced little man who is afraid of his wife at home, and the jade-faced Shura in the bureau sees the corpse.

Zhang Ying held a bloodstained scalpel in her hand and pointed at the corpse.

"From the autopsy, it does look like an accidental death, but even if it is an accidental death, there should be a cause of death, such as cerebral hemorrhage or fluid accumulation, internal organ rupture, myocardial infarction, etc..."

"However, I didn't find a single injury on him."

Zhang Ying frowned slightly, a little puzzled.

"Judging from the muscle analysis, he didn't resist before he died, he seems to have suddenly lost his vital signs, and I can't think of any other cause of death other than this explanation."

Zhang Ying shook his head and continued.

"By the way, there's another strange place, you look at this brain CT."

Lao Zhang took a CT map, pointed to a position on the map, and said.

"It's strange that there's an oval shadow the size of a dollar coin between the left and right brains, but there's nothing abnormal about the brain anatomy!"

Zhang Ying was also helpless at this time.

Ling Feng took the CT picture and looked at the oval shadow, feeling a little familiar.

"Lao Zhang, can this shadow be enlarged?"

Zhang Ying nodded slightly.

"It's a little difficult, but you can try, but I can't guarantee the clarity."

"It's fine!"

A moment later, Zhang Ying took the enlarged CT image.

"Lao Ling, can you take a look?"

Ling Feng glanced at Zhang Ying, and then took the CT picture.

"Lao Zhang, you can call me by my name, I let you call me old when I am young!"

Zhang Ying pursed her lips.

"Pull it down! You're just younger in actual age, and your mental age is estimated to be older than mine! ”

"Okay! You win! ”

Ling Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Then look at the fluorescent lamp, hold up the magnified CT image, and take a closer look.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's pupils dilated suddenly, and he exclaimed.

"It could be that weird eye!"

…