Chapter 157: My temple here is small, and I can't let go of so many 'Bodhisattvas'
In order to ensure absolute safety, it is now necessary to find someone who can be trusted by the police to take care of the body, so that there is no fear of being bought, or to ventilate the location of the body.
Lin Qiu was sitting on a stool, snuffing out his cigarette butts, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and his eyes swept over several people. talked about his thoughts.
You can take advantage of the situation, swagger out all the corpses, and simply tell her. Make a move to wait for the rabbit and arrange for people to ambush the other party's people who come to destroy the corpse. If the other party does not send someone, then the body can be preserved smoothly as originally planned. If the other party sends someone to come, then I'm sorry, all of them are arrested, and this is another piece of incriminating evidence.
In addition, the methamphetamine seized in the unloading platform of the railway station now needs to be guarded by additional police. It must not be carried by any department in any name. Until the end of the whole case. Corpses and drugs are absolutely guarded to death.
The detective still needs to constantly put pressure on her to take care of her head and tail. At present, as long as Chen Wenying is alive and can continue to confess, Chen Wenying is like a guillotine hanging from her neck to her, which will kill her at any time. As long as the financial loopholes are found, then she will be over.
Hearing this, the three of them brushed their eyes on Lin Qiuzheng, who was immovable, and asked in unison: "Ah Zheng, where should the body be transported?" And they need someone we can trust to take care of. There must be no collusion between the inside and the outside, and then we are finished. ”
Lin Qiuzheng looked up, stood up, walked to the middle of the ward, looked around at everyone, bent his arms in front of his chest, and pointed his index finger down, pointing to the ground. Full of confidence and sonorous power, he said: "Shipped here!" ”
In fact, at this time, none of the four of them thought that if Zhao Muqiong posted a power of attorney on the syndicate dark network like last night, asking for the destruction of the body, the result would definitely be unbearable for the police. After all, what happened to Qian Yongming last night was just a kind of shit luck, but this kind of shit luck is absolutely impossible to happen a second time.
After the four of them discussed, Wu Binghai couldn't bear it, pointed at himself with interest, and asked, "What about me?" What about me? What do you want me to do? ”
Wu Wei walked up to him and patted his broad and sturdy shoulders with a smile: "You~~ just rest here." It's really nothing to do with you this time. As soon as the words fell, the other two burst out laughing and echoed, "Yes, you can rest here." I guess that Jiang Feifei girl will come over to feed you chicken soup tonight. If you're gone, you're going to be a big disappointment. ”
This kind of ridicule made Wu Binghai's old face red, raised his hand, raised his middle finger at the three of them, and shouted: "Damn! Then Ah Zheng has been 'put on vacation', what is he going to do? ”
Lin Qiuzheng was standing in the middle, and responded mysteriously: "I~ have my own arrangements!" ”
In the end, after discussing the next arrangements and their respective division of labor, the four of them left the hospital one after another, and the soldiers were busy deploying in several ways.
In the afternoon, with the order of the captain Wu Wei. On the street, police cars flashed red and blue police lights and roared through the streets, full of momentum.
The police cars contained none other than bodies that had just been transported from the train station. One after another, stretching for hundreds of meters, the scene is very spectacular. Passers-by also unconsciously stopped to watch the convoy.
Lin Qiuzheng left the inpatient building, and did not leave the central hospital, but came to the morgue on the second basement floor of the outpatient building, and found the key core personnel of the next plan - Zhou Zhi, the forensic doctor on duty.
That's why Lin Qiuzheng suggested putting the body here. After all, Zhou Zhi can be regarded as a good comrade-in-arms who has been born and died with him. As far as the current situation is concerned, Zhou Zhi is one of the people he can trust. There will be no covert collusion to report the news, and there will be no guards who steal a fire and burn all these corpses.
AND THE ORIGINAL SENTENCE: "LIN SIR!" Don't come at the wrong time, don't be cheap my colleague. Lingering vaguely beside Lin Qiuzheng's ears.
Lin Qiuzheng didn't go around in circles, and explained the current situation to him straightforwardly. And inform that the body is already on its way.
Zhou Zhi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, slowly put down the instant noodles he was holding in his hand, and said with a shocked expression: "Lin SIR, it's not that I'm afraid of Xiao Zhou." But I'm afraid that our temple here is too small to fit so many 'Bodhisattvas'. After speaking, he raised his hand and pointed to the already 'overcrowded' morgue, with a helpless expression.
Following the direction he pointed, Lin Qiu was walking into the morgue, holding his hands on his body, symbolically circling inside, and then returned to his side and said disapprerovingly: "I don't think there is a problem here at all." ”
"LIN SIR, EVERYTHING ELSE IS EASY TO SAY. As you can see, the throughput of my morgue is completely insufficient. You suddenly said that you were going to bring so many corpses over, and I didn't have any preparations here. The point is, you see, there are no empty seats at all. It is not possible to cremate the remains of these patients right now. ”
The capacity of the morgue in a general hospital can only temporarily store a few corpses. And this central hospital belongs to the city's third-class hospital, so the capacity of the morgue will also be a few more beds than the general hospital. But Lin Qiuzheng suddenly had to transport dozens of corpses now, and no hospital could afford to have so many corpses.
Lin Qiuzheng lit a cigarette and said calmly: "Xiao Zhou, it's okay. These corpses do not need special treatment, let alone beds, and are thrown on the ground if they can't be placed. Now it's just a matter of borrowing the space. Otherwise, it will rot if exposed to the outdoors. ”
While they were talking, police cars were parked upstairs in a neat row. Hospital staff and police officers in the car are already busy.
One after another, they carried the bodies in black body bags into the morgue.
Under Lin Qiuzheng's guidance, in the end, the corpses that really had no place to be placed were simply thrown in the corner of the wall like arhats, and soon a small hill was stacked.
Zhou Zhi looked helplessly at the hills that were stacking higher and higher, and his heart was becoming more and more bottomless. After that exciting night last time, I completely changed from a scientific atheist to a devout Buddhist, and I would involuntarily run to the temple to burn incense and pray for the blessings of the Buddha during the few days of rest at home.
In his opinion, these corpses of unknown origin always have an indescribable sense of unease in his heart. But when he saw Lin Qiuzheng who was full of confidence beside him, he could only swallow no matter how much he said.
With the last body settled, everyone who had been busy for a long time was already sweating profusely, and their coats were not soaked with sweat. The police officers and hospital staff did not take a break, but were busy counting the bodies and completing the final handover.