Chapter 4 sluggishness

"What's your name?" The middle-aged policeman in charge of the interrogation knocked on the table.

I squinted, a little uncomfortable in response to the bright light in front of me, and there was an evil fire in my heart, didn't I ask the for some reason.

"Chen Poxiao." My tone is not very friendly.

"Do you know why I arrested you?"

I was so amused that I smiled and said I didn't know, and I really didn't know why they arrested me.

And if you think about it, except for occasionally secretly browsing websites that are not suitable for children, I really haven't done anything bad, the standard socialist three good citizens.

Maybe seeing me laughing, the police officer in charge of the interrogation was obviously a little angry, slammed the table, and his voice raised several octaves, and it is estimated that he could be heard outside the interrogation room: "Yang Yu, you know, he died last night!" ”

This is the second time that someone has told me that Brother Yang is dead, and compared to the first time, the sense of impact has been much lighter.

"What is the cause of death?" I asked coldly, completely unconcerned that it was the policeman sitting across from me.

The police officer in charge of the interrogation was stunned for a while, but he quickly came back to his senses and looked up and down on me: "Isn't this the right thing to ask yourself?" ”

"Ask you to be paralyzed." I scolded.

Although Brother Yang is quite a scumbag, he is absolutely not guilty of death, not to mention that I have no motive to kill him, but these policemen just insist that I am the murderer.

"You went to Yang Yu's house last night, right?" The police officer in charge of the interrogation was calmer and more rational than I expected, and he was scolded and could still hold back without making a move, and at first I thought he was a person with a hot personality.

I nodded and didn't deny it, now there are electronic eyes everywhere, and there is basically no privacy in personal whereabouts.

"What are you going to do?" The police officer in charge of the interrogation did not give me time to think and continued to question.

"Do you believe in catching ghosts?" I was a little helpless, and talking to the police about these things was probably tantamount to playing the piano to a cow.

The other party was silent for a while, and I didn't know if he was joking on purpose, and his answer was a little unexpected: "So, you are still a Taoist priest?" ”

"I'm not a Taoist, I just know a little bit of magic and a wild way." I'll be honest.

The policeman in charge of the interrogation nodded thoughtfully, flipped through the files on the table, and finally handed me a photo: "You got this thing?" ”

Instead of answering immediately, I took a look at the photo first. The above photo is the living room of Brother Yang's house, and the red circle I painted with cinnabar is very eye-catching in it.

I was a little surprised, I originally thought that after I left, Brother Yang would dispose of the magic circle by himself, but I didn't expect him to keep it.

"When Yang Yu was discovered, he was lying in the thing you painted, and our colleagues went to the scene of the crime, thinking it was some kind of cult ritual scene." The police officer in charge of the interrogation handed me another photograph.

The shooting angle of this photo is the same as the previous photo, but it is slightly different, that is, there is a person lying on his stomach in the magic circle in the latter photo, and he can be identified from his clothes, it should be Brother Yang.

The reason why I use it is because I am not very sure, first of all, I can't see the face, and secondly, the body shape is not very similar.

"What is the cause of death?" I asked the question again, and at the same time, I drew a dynamic picture in my mind of Brother Yang struggling to climb into the circle after waking up from a nightmare in the middle of the night.

The police in charge of the interrogation did not play a cliché with me this time, saying that the specific cause of death was still under investigation, but Yang Yu's body was not the same as an ordinary corpse.

"What's the difference?" The strings in my head seemed to be fluctuating a bit.

The policeman in charge of the interrogation was just about to say something, but the door of the interrogation room was suddenly opened, and a younger policeman walked in, whispering a few words in his ear.

The policeman in charge of the interrogation nodded as he listened, and from time to time he glanced at me, which was mysterious.

In the end, the two of them took me out of the interrogation room together, and then told me that they had investigated and said that Brother Yang's death had nothing to do with me, and that I could leave.

But does Brother Yang's death really have nothing to do with me? I don't think so.

The nature of what I do is similar to that of a doctor, the purpose is to save people, but the means and methods are different.

Now that Brother Yang is dead, then I am responsible, at least I have to investigate the real cause of his death. There is grudge to repay grievances, and there is revenge to revenge, otherwise it will be difficult to have peace of mind for the rest of your life.

"Can you let me go and see Brother Yang's corpse?" I spoke in a tone that was almost pleading, and my eyes were fixed on the policeman who had just interrogated me.

"What do you want to do?" The young policeman who came from behind asked vigilantly.

The young policeman's nose was knotted, and according to the photo book, he was stubborn.

I don't want to talk to him too much, so I just want to confirm something, Yang Yu's cause of death may not be so simple.

Looking back now, maybe from the very beginning, my thoughts and ideas were in the wrong direction, Brother Yang was indeed not a ghost and an evil spirit, which is true, and it is not a psychological problem.

The problem is with that old book!! The old man who sold books was also suspicious!!

But at present, it is only at the stage of speculation, and everything can only be concluded after seeing Brother Yang's corpse.

"Are you sure? Do you really think of yourself as a detective Sherlock? The young policeman did not hesitate to turn on the taunt mode.

I clenched my fists, and I felt the urge to beat him, but after looking around, I remembered that I was still in the game, and if I really did it, I guess I would really have to enter the game.

And just when I was embarrassed, the policeman who was in charge of interrogating me before spoke, saying that he had been a policeman for so many years, and he had never encountered any strange and bizarre cases, but this time he really felt that Brother Yang died strangely, and it was estimated that it was not an unnatural death.

"I can make an exception for you to see Yang Yu's body, but you have to promise that you won't ...... it after you go out."

Seeing that there was a turning point, I quickly answered: "I understand the rules, I want to go out and say something that should not be said, and you continue to detain me." ”

The interrogation police officer in charge of the interrogation told me that Brother Yang's body was not at the police station, but was parked in the morgue of an affiliated hospital.

After speaking, he didn't know who to call, and they chatted for a long time. After hanging up, he nodded at me: "I don't have time to send you to the hospital, but I have already greeted them, wait for you to come over later, just say that Lao Liang introduced you." ”

However, he didn't seem to be at ease, and after explaining to me for a long time, he left a string of phone numbers for me to contact if I had any situation.

When I finally got out of the police station, I found that it was raining lightly outside, and it was depressing, and the sun was still coming in the morning.

Rainy days are ghostly weather, and it's easier to see dirty things! Maybe it's an occupational disease, I don't consciously think of what we say in this industry.

With that in mind, I pulled down a taxi. The taxi driver is an uncle, and as soon as he gets in the car, he can hear a supernatural audio novel playing on the car radio, which happens to be telling strange things on a rainy day, which is very appropriate.

It took about ten minutes from the police station to the hospital, and according to my request, the driver sent me to the back door of the hospital.

The location of the back door of the hospital is relatively remote, and it is a rainy day, and there is no one around, which invisibly gives me a gloomy feeling.

I tried to look at it again with the method of looking at qi, and the concentration of yin qi in the vicinity was indeed quite high, but it was still within the normal line.

According to Lao Liang, the morgue had to enter through the back door of the hospital, and then had to go through a long corridor.

The big iron gate at the back door is open, and there is no doorman on duty, and it is somewhat similar to a community garden if you continue to walk inside, with a lot of green plants.

I had just turned a corner, and I really saw the corridor in Lao Liang's mouth, and at the other end of the corridor was a somewhat old building, which was not high, only three floors, and was a little out of place with the modern building in the distance.

Just as I was about to get to the end, a woman came out of the building, dressed in white.

At first I thought she was a nurse at the hospital, but when I was about to meet her, she deliberately buried her head in mind, as if she didn't want me to see her face.

Although I thought it was a bit abnormal at the time, I didn't think about it deeply, just thought she was shy.

When I entered the building, I shivered unconsciously, I don't know if it was a psychological reason, the temperature seemed to be several degrees lower than outside.

Looking around, I found that the floor plan of the building was pasted on the wall of the hall, the first, second and third floors were all stocked, and the morgue was in the basement.

I don't know why, there are no lights in the hallway, only the exit light hanging in the corner of the wall.

And because it is an old building, there is no elevator, only a staircase leading to the basement, in a closed environment, you can hear the echo every step you take, it is estimated that if you are a timid person, you can be scared out of the problem.

When I actually went down to the basement, there was another iron door, which was still unlocked, but there was a warning sign on it that idlers were not allowed to enter.

Looking at the eye-catching four-character slogan, I hesitated, not knowing whether to go in or not.

On the one hand, the yin qi inside is too heavy, and I don't have anything to do with it, so I'm worried that I won't be able to handle the situation.

On the other hand, although Lao Liang has already called the hospital, if I rush in without saying hello, it is estimated that it will cause unnecessary misunderstandings.

Of course, the main reason is the latter reason, no one leads the way, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find Brother Yang's body.

Finally, for the sake of insurance, I called Lao Liang to my number, and it was a lady who answered the phone, and her voice was quite good.

I was afraid that the other party would think it was a harassing call, so I first introduced myself and explained the reason for the call.

After explaining for a long time, the other party replied with a um, saying that Lao Liang had already explained, and she was still in the hospital duty room, and it would take a few minutes to rush over, so let me wait outside first.

After waiting for about five minutes, there was a faint sound of footsteps in the hallway, and as the sound became louder and louder, a figure appeared in front of me.

She used her mobile phone as a flashlight, and the light hit me in the face, and asked, "You are the person Lao Liang said?" ”

I squinted, I couldn't figure it out, I liked to sweep people with lights. Although I felt a little uncomfortable, I still replied, "I am." But before you speak, can you turn off the lights? ”

She was also very polite, apologizing and turning off the lights, grinning a lot.

"Haven't asked you what to call it?" She asked.

I followed her to the iron gate, and replied casually: "Chen Poxiao." ”

"My name is Li Qian!" She smiled, but quickly stopped, snorted, and then a pair of eyes swept across my face.

"Is that you?"

After entering the iron gate, the walls inside are painted snow-white, and a little light can appear very bright, but at the same time, it also makes people feel inexplicably depressed.

I originally thought she was smoking some kind of wind, but after taking a closer look at her through the light, I realized that she was a little familiar, as if she had met somewhere, more than once.

"Is that you? Did you give birth to Nezha? I finally remembered who she was, and instantly turned on the teasing mode.

When I was still delivering couriers, I sent her several couriers, and every time she used the excuse of pregnancy to ask me to deliver them to her door, and I was more impressed by her.

But I didn't know her name before, I only knew the name of her treasure account, it seems to be called 'Xiaoqian who can't wait for Caichen'.

"You're pregnant with Nezha." Li Qian glared at me, and then continued: "What are you doing here, you don't have to deliver a courier today?" ”

Since I am an acquaintance, I don't have to pretend to be serious, and say in a half-joking tone: "I quit my job a long time ago, and now I am starting a business and working for myself." ”

Li Qian snorted, saying that she hadn't seen it yet, and then asked me what I was doing now.

"Fortune telling, word measurement, and ghost hunting. I'm here today to investigate Yang Yu, who was my client before his death......"

Before I finished speaking, Li Qian immediately sneered at me: "Tut-tut, I think you are reliable in sending couriers, and the fortune-telling you said is a deceitful feudal superstition." ”

I know these things are hard to explain, and I don't bother to explain them, whether she believes it or not, we don't have much to do anyway.

Out of curiosity, I asked her about her profession, and she said that she was a forensic doctor, and she was in the police station, but she usually stayed in the hospital.

After listening to her answer, the problem in my heart was solved. No wonder when I saw her before, I felt that she had a heavy yin qi, and I thought she had met a powerful ghost, and even I was anxious for her.

You think, there are a few people who need to be autopsied, and how many of them are not dead. Forensic doctors often deal with these things, and the yin qi on their bodies is not heavy.

"Forensic Doctor Li, I have a sentence that you don't like to hear, the yin qi in your body is not a joke. I suggest going to my place to ask for an amulet when you have time and bring it with you to ward off evil spirits. "I was meant to do that with good intentions.

Li Qian glared at me again, and said that she didn't believe in these godly things, and wanted to sell them to find someone else.

People don't believe it, and I can't force it to buy and sell, and I say that sooner or later she will have to meet a ghost, so don't regret it when the time comes.

To get back to the point, there are only three rooms in the entire basement, and rooms 1 and 2 are all where corpses are parked, and they are full of refrigerators. And room No. 3 is the place where the autopsy was performed, and it is also Li Qian's work position.

According to Li Qian, because Yang Yu's death was strange, it was guessed that he might have been infected with some special virus, so he was temporarily placed in a separate isolation room in the No. 1 morgue.

But when we opened the refrigerator containing Brother Yang's corpse, it was empty, and there was not even a single hair.

At that time, even if I boasted of my courage, I was shocked into a cold sweat, but looking at Li Qian, her expression was a little dull, obviously frightened.