In the plastic bag, there was a small piece of paper with some blood stains on it, but we found that the paper was black and white, like a ball of ink on it.

The medical examiner told us that it was not a note, but a corner of an old photograph that had been torn off and swallowed into the stomach by the deceased before he died.

From the circumstances of the deceased's death, we all speculated that this old photo was probably the main reason for the old man being scared to death, and we all frowned.

The black-and-white photograph entered the stomach and was severely corroded by stomach acid, and it was impossible to see that it was a photograph, like a cloud of ink, but we still had a rough impression based on speculation that this blurry half-section photo should be a personal photo.

I think this old photo should be a photo of the deceased before his death, and it should still be a photo taken during his extraordinary period, an important photo related to his life safety, but the forensic doctor's explanation once again surprised everyone present, he said that this blurry photo is not a photo of the deceased at all, from the raw materials of the photo, it is estimated that it has a history of at least a hundred years, and it is an old photo of the late Qing Dynasty.

We were all stunned and yelled, 'No!' The photo is so far away from the deceased, could it be the photo of his ancestors?

The background of the case seems to be beyond our imagination, forcing us to calm down, and all parties have a rough guess in the direction.

From the old photos and digital tattoos to speculate, it should be involved in the grievances of several generations, the deceased inherited the grievances of the ancestors, the other party did not give up, so he took the photo, went to find the deceased, scared the other party to death, but we can't figure it out, this old photo is obviously only a corner, not yet one-sixth of the whole photo? What's going on here? Could it be corroded by stomach acid? The forensic doctor shook his head and said that this old photo was a corner that was torn off, and it did not cause much corrosion because of stomach acid!

We all feel that we are caught in a huge mystery and cannot find any breakthrough, and now we can only wait until the body of the deceased is claimed. Or the forensic examination of whether the 69 note had fingerprints on it? Let's take a look at the next move. But it is obvious that we are all preoccupied, and with only a corner of the photo, will there be other people who will be killed?

I left the police station with doubts and returned home.

I'm a little concerned about this case, maybe it's the mystery of the deceased that attracts me, right? Note '69', age, digital tattoos, crime masters, blurry old photos from the past? How the hell does this feel like filming a police and bandit suspense movie, and it also involves the grievances and grievances of several generations.

My father is now a retired worker, and I didn't want to disturb him, but when I watched him watching TV in the living room, I wanted to ask him what he thought about the case, what he thought about this mysterious case. But as soon as I got up, I was slapped in the face by my father, and I was blinded, and I thought what the hell was going on? I didn't recruit anyone to mess with anyone? Why did you hit me, I endured my anger and asked him why?

My father was already angry, and he scolded the current director for eating inside and out, my face changed, and I asked with a roar, only to know that I had encountered some trivial things for more than a year, and it was my father who was behind the ghost, I was very angry, but I saw that my father had never had such a big temper, and he was really a little angry, but I was also stubborn, so I said that I went by myself, and it had nothing to do with others!

My father knew my temper, was as stubborn as he was, and knew that since the incident had happened, there was no room for recovery, so he asked me to explain the case in detail. I told you in detail, and my father had a black face and smoked a cigarette, and I was secretly surprised what was going on. Didn't my father quit smoking? Does this have something to do with the father? I was scared into a cold sweat by my own thoughts.

After hearing this, the father did not express any opinion, but said with a cold face: "From now on, you are not allowed to touch this case, and you can't even ask." From now on, I will be on vacation at home, and I will not be allowed to go anywhere, I will say hello to the director, and after a while, I will go to work! ”

I didn't expect it to be so serious that I was grounded, but I didn't dare to ask my father who was on fire, so I had to go upstairs, lie on the bed, and wonder to myself.

My father is a policeman, so he definitely won't know the law and break the law, is there any other reason? Something to do with the identity of the deceased? Or is it related to the mystery that shines through the deceased?

But I didn't know anything about the deceased, and my thoughts were useless, and that night, I had a nightmare, all of which were the dead man, the horrible eyes, the mysterious numbers, and the blurry old photograph, and finally, the old man's face turned into my father's, and I was so frightened that I woke up from the dream.

When it was dawn, I got up and took a few breaths, only to realize that I didn't have to go to work, and I was lying in bed again, the nightmare was very vague, and I didn't know what it was, but I still had some chills.

I shook my head, pondered the case again, and wanted to get a glimpse of it, so I called Xiaohan and asked about the progress of the case.

Xiao Han has never been cold to me, and I have said all the good things before she revealed a little bit of news to me, and I sat up abruptly when I heard it.

What the? The body was stolen? When was this?

Xiao Han said that in the early hours of last night, the body placed in the funeral home was stolen by a mysterious black shadow, and the police officers arranged in the funeral home were quietly put down. I sensed that the case was full of incomprehensible mystery.

A master of crime? Mysterious numbers? Ancient photos? Father's abnormality? Stolen corpses? There are so many incredible places. I asked her if she had any clues. Xiao Han shook his head and said no, but through the surveillance video of the funeral home, it was the black shadow suspect who committed the crime in the community who stole the body.

I wondered in my heart, the deceased had no relatives, why did the suspect scare the other party to death? What is the intention? What's the use of risking a corpse? What do those numbers mean? What's the story behind that old photo? It was as if there was a desire to explore and lure me into the abyss step by step, and I wanted to know more and more about the story behind this case.

But half a month has passed, there has been no progress in the case, the body has been reported, and no one has come to claim it, and the deceased seems to be a lonely old man, which has become a headless case.

I began to ponder this mysterious case, according to Xiaohan's information, there was no progress, so I didn't have much interest, but let me and Xiaohan have some common topics to chat, chatting on the Internet, it can be regarded as a rapid progress, although she is still very resistant to me psychologically, but it is countless times better than before, I plan to officially pursue her when I go to work.