"It's supposed to be a serial murder, right?" When Fang Yuan finished calling, I asked her tentatively.

I knew that this was beyond my "authority", and according to Fang Yuan's cautious and arrogant character, he couldn't say a word more to me.

Unexpectedly, she nodded and told me the true causes of death of all three bodies she had examined earlier.

The first deceased, Li Xiaotao, looked at the scene and the scars on the corpse, all of them hanged themselves, but in fact, she was strangled to death with rattan first, and then hung on a tree, Fang Yuan found several rattan thorns from the strangulation marks on the deceased's neck is proof.

The second deceased, Zhao Xi, died of drowning, there is nothing to say about this, whether he was pushed down by someone or jumped by himself, he was drowned, but Fang Yuan found the components of suspected human tissue in the mud between Zhao Xi's fingernails, and it has been sent to the unit for testing, if nothing else, those tissues (even including blood) are likely to be evidence left by Zhao Xi scratching the murderer's skin when he was fighting with the murderer on the shore.

The third deceased, Liao Xin, she was more obvious, there was a hole in the back of her head that had been hammered, even I could see that he had killed her, not to mention Fang Yuan, a forensic expert.

As for the fourth deceased we are about to face, Xia Xiaohui, who was burned to death by fire, it is estimated that in her, no direct evidence of his murder can be found, and indirect evidence can only be collected from the fire scene, but that is not Fang Yuan's job.

The funeral parlor is on the northwest side of the city, and we soon arrived at Yincheng Street in the west of the city, and the patrol room should have come to an analysis similar to Fang Yuanzhi's case, and it was not treated as an ordinary fire incident, but as an arson incident, and the entire Yincheng Street was blocked.

The fire was a two-story building, the fire had been extinguished, the RV and ambulance were parked at the door, and the deceased was lying on a stretcher next to the ambulance, covered with a white cloth.

Fang Yuan lifted the white cloth and looked at it, it was almost completely charred, and there was no need for inspection, she sighed, and asked the comrades in the ambulance to hand it over to me, I packed it in a body bag and put it in Cadillac's compartment, I don't know if this Xia Xiaohui will use lipstick to leave me a clue.

"That lipstick is in the armrest box, if you want to write, take it yourself." I muttered something in a whisper, closed the lid of the coffin, and signed the paramedics' transfer slip.

"Wu Fu? Are you the new White Dragon Envoy? "The little nurse in charge of the transfer procedures asked me with a smile when she saw my name.

"What White Dragon Envoy?" I was confused.

"The original White Dragon Envoy, isn't it Zhou Botong, now it's yours?" The little nurse looked down at the Cadillac's license plate again.

Lao Zhou's big name is Zhou Botong, I know this, but what the hell is the White Dragon Envoy?

I was about to ask clearly, but the little nurse's colleague called her away, and I remembered the nameplate on her chest: Bai Shan, from the Second People's Hospital, there were many people at the scene, and I would look for a chance to ask her again.

My mission here was over, but I was a little scared and didn't dare to go back to the empty funeral home to deliver the body by myself, so I deliberately squatted on the side of the car, smoking a cigarette and rubbing it, wanting to wait for Fang Yuan to finish her work before letting her go back with me.

But after waiting for a long time, Fang Yuan had been communicating with a head catcher, during which he glanced at me twice, and he had no intention of leaving, so I had to get up and carry the corpse back by myself.

The more I walked in the direction of the funeral home, the more scared I became, but I couldn't run away like Qian Ke, right? Qian Ke has a background, has a relationship (his father is in this system), skipping work, at most one by one criticism, I am different, this is just a month of suspension and reflection, and then another corpse does not return, the leader will definitely fire me directly!

So, I still went back to the funeral home, took out the key to duty from under the bricks at the gate, and transported the body to the morgue in the backyard.

Pinching the key to the door of the morgue, I began to hesitate again, what if I opened the door and "Brother Qian" was standing inside again?

I looked back at Cadillac, I can't let Xia Xiaohui stay outside for a night, she has died a miserable death, and this kind of death is more likely to deteriorate in the summer, and must be stored in the freezer.

For the last dignity of the deceased, I opened the door of the morgue, a cold air, rushing to the face, I quickly turned on the light, fortunately, the morgue was quiet and empty, I used an iron drill to push the door against the door, pushed Xia Xiaohui into the morgue, stored it in the No. 13 freezer, wrote the name tag, and hung it on - forget it, don't hang it, her toes are seriously damaged, and the feeling of collapse at the touch of a button, I was afraid of touching it, so I put the label at her feet and pushed it back to the ice coffin.

After finishing the work, I breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to leave, when I turned around, I suddenly saw a strangely dressed woman, standing at the door of the morgue, before coming in, I didn't forget Uncle Qin's advice, thinking that if I met any "people" again, I would never speak, just treat myself as blind and didn't see!

But when I encountered an emergency, Uncle Qin's teachings, I had already forgotten about it, and my mother shouted, but the woman in white was startled, and frowned: "In the middle of the night, what the hell is your name!" ”

Listening to her voice, it's very real, is it possible, is this a living person?

Wrong!

How could anyone be alive wearing a rune robe like hers?

How could anyone wear a paper top hat like hers?

How can there be a living person holding an iron chain in his hand in the middle of the night, and at the end of the chain, another "person" is still chained?

Moreover, the person who stood behind her in a daze, chained, I happened to know - it was Li Xiaotao in the No. 10 ice coffin!