I waited until almost 11 a.m., and I was the only customer left in the small restaurant, and although occasionally someone came in to pack a supper, it was basically deserted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 It's the same on Info Street, except for the occasional car passing by, dragging its long taillights, whistling away, making the street seem less deadly and silent, there are not many pedestrians anymore.

Finally, when I couldn't wait any longer, and the owner of the small restaurant came to tell me that they were closing, my mobile phone rang, and when I saw the call, it was Mu Zihan's call.

"Detective Muta, if you don't call me again, I'll go back to sleep by myself." My tone was a little impatient, and after waiting for so long, no one would be in a good mood.

"Oh, sorry, there's a bit of a delay, where are you now? I'll pick you up. Mu Zihan on the other end of the phone also had a little apology in his words.

"I'll be waiting for you at the place where you just called the taxi." I left the small restaurant and walked to the side of the road not far away.

"Okay, I'll be right there." With that, he hung up.

Sure enough, not long after, he picked me up in the car and went straight to Uncle Wang's unit, and none of us spoke along the way. Because I was still a little angry, I didn't ask him what he had investigated and what he had found, and he didn't tell me, but he kept frowning.

There were very few cars on the street at night, and we soon came to the destination, and when we saw Uncle Wang, who was already waiting for us at the door of the unit at this moment, after we parked the car and got out of the car, he directly looked for us and walked to the morgue of the police station.

At night, the police station was quiet, except for the duty room, which was thought to be dark, and the other offices were dark and empty. There seemed to be only three of us left in a huge police station.

The footsteps of the three of us echoed in the empty corridor, although there were lights in the corridor, and it was relatively bright, but the thought that we were going to the morgue made me feel cold behind my back, and the hairs on my body couldn't help but stand up, and the little anger left in my heart had long been replaced by fear, even if there were Mu Zihan and Uncle Wang on the side, it still made me feel terrified.

The morgue was set up in a small room in the northwest corner of the police station, and the moment Uncle Wang opened the door of the room, I only felt a cold wind blowing in my face, and I was so frightened that I almost screamed.

This is different from when I saw the female ghost at that time, although it was also terrifying at the time, but there was no sense of presence in this weird atmosphere, and it was daytime. It was the middle of the night, and although the room was bright, it was pitch black outside the window, and even some shadows were shaking, and my legs were already starting to go limp, and I think my face must be ugly now.

"The air conditioner is turned on all year round to prevent the corpses from decomposing, so it's cold." Uncle Wang's face is actually not very good, although years of criminal investigation work have made him not as afraid of dead bodies as I am, but when I go to the morgue in the middle of the night to conduct an autopsy, I will still feel strange after all.

The layout of the morgue is simple, with a large operating table, or coroner's table, in the center, and a row of low tables on the left against the wall, on which various tools are neatly arranged. On the right is a large iron cabinet composed of more than a dozen square iron cabinets, each of which has a different number on it, I think this should be the freezer where the corpses are hidden, and I don't know how many corpses are hidden in this large freezer.

"Uncle Wang, what is Liu Shujuan?" Among the three people, only Mu Zihan looked as usual, I don't know if he has a lot of nerves, or if he has dealt with ghosts a lot, and he has long been numb.

"Number 3." Uncle Wang replied.

"Number 3? Found it, well, that's right, it's her, Siyuan came to help. Mu Zihan quickly found the freezer where Liu Shujuan's body was hidden, and after confirming the information of the deceased hanging on the handle of the cabinet, he directly pulled out the cabinet and beckoned me at the same time.

In fact, I have been standing at the door now, not daring to enter the morgue, and after hearing Mu Zihan's greeting, I slowly moved there reluctantly. I only saw that Liu Shujuan's body was not lying directly in the No. 3 freezer, but a black bag the size of a human body, like a big duffel bag. The zipper of the bag is also completely closed, so you can't see what's inside the bag. Fortunately, it was not directly carried the corpse, which made me feel relieved in my heart.

After that, the three of us lifted the black bag out of the freezer and placed it on the coroner's table smoothly, and then Uncle Wang took off the deceased's information from the handle of the freezer and began to narrate in a low voice.

Deceased: Liu Shujuan

Height: 156cm

Weight: 52Kg

Marital Status: Married

Cause of death: Fall

Time of death: 23:15 p.m. on xx, xx, 2xxx

Autopsy: fragmented left skull, shattered cheekbone, shattered left arm bone, comminuted fracture of left shoulder bone, three fractured left ribs, one of which was inserted into the lung, the other two were broken, the liver was ruptured, the spleen was ruptured, and she was three months pregnant before her death.

Identification: When he fell from the building, his left body landed on the ground, head and foot, and he died on the spot

Just as Uncle Wang was narrating this, Mu Zihan opened the bag, put on rubber gloves, and confirmed it little by little according to Uncle Wang's narration. As for me, when he opened the body bag, I ran away, because, just listening to it, I already felt creepy, and if I were to see the body, I would probably faint directly after vomiting the overnight meal.

However, I am at least sure that the deceased is indeed a female ghost. Because when Mu Zihan just opened the body bag, although I ran away as soon as possible, I still inevitably saw the face of the deceased exposed from inside. It was a terrifying face that was exactly the same as the female ghost, and I will never forget the eyes hanging outside and the mouth that was cracked to the base of my ears.

The autopsy of Mu Zihan and Uncle Wang ended quickly, after all, there is a forensic autopsy basis, and Mu Zihan only needs to be sure.

After everything was done, the two of them didn't greet me again this time, maybe because they saw that my face was really bad and let me go, or maybe because the deceased was actually very light and didn't need my help, they could move. Anyway, the two of them pulled the body bag up and put it back in the freezer.

"Zihan, how is it? What's new. After handling everything, while Mu Zihan was disinfecting and washing his hands, Uncle Wang asked.

"Uncle Wang, the forensic doctor in your bureau is very professional, and his identification is basically correct, but I found something that is not within the scope of forensic identification." Mu Zihan said: "Based on the experiments I have done, I can conclude that Liu Shujuan never fell to her death from the top floor of their apartment building. ”

I, who had been waiting outside the morgue for a long time, came back curiously after hearing this, although I was now eager to leave this gloomy room quickly, but I also wanted to know what Mu Zihan had discovered.

"Why?" Sure enough, Uncle Wang was also curious.

"I did an experiment on what kind of injuries can be caused after falling from different heights. Based on this, I concluded that the height of Liu Shujuan's fall from the building was about 50 meters at most. Mu Zihan didn't sell Guan Zi this time: "You said before that the apartment building she lives in has a total of 26 floors, and according to the current height of each floor of the apartment building is about 3 meters, if it is the top floor of the 26th floor, the height above the ground is at least 75-80 meters." If you fall from this height, you won't be able to do more than that. On the contrary, it is more likely that the 17th floor where her family lives. Uncle Wang, have you made an appointment with her husband? I want to visit her house as soon as possible. ”

"It's an appointment, it's okay tomorrow afternoon." Uncle Wang replied: "However, I don't think it can be her house, the forensic staff have already checked, the windows in her house are all welded with closed stainless steel, no matter how thin the deceased is, it is impossible to pass through the burglar-proof windows with a distance of only ten centimeters." ”

"Then there must be some mechanism in this that you haven't discovered, okay, then we'll get in touch tomorrow afternoon." Mu Zihan said as he wiped the water stains on his hands, greeted me who was waiting on the side, and prepared to leave. However, just as he walked to the staircase, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Uncle Wang, who had just locked the door of the morgue, and added: "Uncle Wang, you'd better send someone to take care of the deceased's husband." After speaking, he didn't wait for Uncle Wang to ask more, and after saying goodbye, he walked all the way down the stairs.

Although I followed him, I also had something to ask, I wanted to say that the husband of the deceased was the murderer? But seeing Mu Zihan's solemn expression, I had to keep my mouth shut for the time being. However, in my heart, I vaguely feel that no matter what the truth of this case is, it may really be a sad and pitiful story as Mu Zihan said.

(To be continued)