Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Skull
"Where?"
"A funeral parlor in the city, about 500 meters from the turn of the road in the city bureau. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
"I know, I'll be there soon."
Lao Li kept the body in the funeral home, and he has been doing this job for ten years. Because of this work, his wife quarreled with him many times, saying that he would bring unclean things home. But Lao Li didn't think so, he felt that even if the corpse died, there was really any evil and would not find him, after all, he worked diligently, even if it was a corpse, he respected it very much, and he burned paper for every corpse.
A mother and son died a few days ago, and I heard that it was a homicide, but the murderer has not been found, so there is no cremation. This kind of unjustly killed person is the most resentful, and Lao Li is also a little scared, so he doesn't dare to go over to see it often. Today, a family came to cremate their relatives, and Lao Li went to the morgue to pull the body.
As a result, he accidentally made a mistake, opened the door of the cabinet next door, and saw that there were two corpses inside, and Lao Li knew that he had made a mistake. As soon as he closed the cabinet door and saw the name tag hanging on the doorknob, Lao Li was frightened, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
The sign said a man and a woman, but what I just saw were two men. I guess I put the wrong body in my confusion, and I found a reason to comfort myself in my heart. Lao Li held back his fear, and slowly opened the cabinet again, there were two male corpses lying inside, and then opened the cabinet next door, which was also a male corpse.
There are only these three corpses in the past few days, obviously two men and one woman, how did they become three men, it shouldn't be haunted! Now Lao Li couldn't hold back any longer, and even forgot to close the cabinet, so he stumbled out.
Several staff members listened to Lao Li's trembling narration and began to believe it, but after going in and watching it together, they found that it was indeed the case. For fear of something, someone soon called the police.
Fortunately, this funeral parlor is near the city police station, and it didn't take long for the police to come and handle the case. Because I heard that it was the body of the Zhang family's mother and son who had an accident, everyone paid attention to it, and soon the police surrounded the funeral home.
Opening the door of the freezer, Liu seemed to find that the other male corpse inside was actually Zhang Baocai, who had disappeared for two days. called Song Xianxian and reported the situation. The two policemen lifted the body out and placed it on the floor in the room.
Mo Yuan also put on a mask and gloves, preparing to conduct a preliminary examination of the corpse first. took off the white cloth that wrapped the corpse, and the exposed body made several people stunned, only to see that Zhang Baocai had actually turned into a woman's body below his head.
Mo Yuan reacted quickly, raised his chin, and saw a circle of marks sewn with thread on his neck. The body was still Zhang Baocai's wife's, but the head was replaced with his.
The stitches were crooked, apparently sewn at random. Because of the long-term freezing, the head became hard, and at the same time, he also preserved his painful and distorted expression before death, obviously suffering a lot of torture, and could not be examined otherwise, so Mo Yuan could only observe from the outside.
At this time, Song Xianxian, who received the call, also arrived at the funeral home.
"Team Song, you're here." Liu seemed to greet him.
"Well, what about Zhang Baocai's corpse?"
"Inside, Forensic Mo is doing an autopsy."
Walking into the cold room, Mo Yuan was testing Zhang Baocai's skin. Seeing the corpses spliced together, Song Xianzhang was really a little speechless, should this murderer be so heavy! Even if it's murder, let's be normal!
"Didn't you find your body? This murderer is really perverted. β
"It should be distorted by some stimulus, and ordinary murderers don't do this."
"Probably, but to be able to kill so many people in a row without leaving a trace, I'm afraid he is also a very powerful person." After speaking, Song Xianzhang turned around and went out, now he has to go to the monitoring to see the situation first.
Because the funeral home is an ominous place in the eyes of most people, almost no one else has come except the family of the deceased. Therefore, he only pressed a monitor at the door, and when Song Xianzhang went to the gatehouse, there were already two policemen watching the replay, and when they saw him coming, they hurriedly got up to say hello.
"Team Song, come here."
"Well, did you find any clues?"
"Not yet, you can come and watch together, it's exactly two days ago."
Song Xianzhang was next to the computer, and the video continued to play to the afternoon two days ago, when a man wearing blue overalls, wearing a mask, and carrying a large backpack entered the funeral home.
"This backpack is so big, it should be easy to stuff it into a person's head!" Song Xianzhang pressed the pause, pointed to the man and asked the doorman, "What does this person do?" β
The doorman took a look at it and explained, "Because the bathroom inside is a little leaky, I found someone to come and fix it." β
"Do you know this person?"
"I don't know, I said that the repairman was replaced when he had something at home."
"Then you didn't call to confirm?"
"Oh, who usually pretends to be a repairman, it's not a good place, and he looks like a capable person, so I didn't ask much."
"Did you follow him all the time while he was repairing?"
"No, I showed him the place and came back. But this person is really not very good at repairing, and the toilet is still leaking. β
Song Xianzhang heard the old man say this, and he already understood a little in his heart, this repairman was likely to be the murderer. However, this figure looks somewhat familiar, as if it had only been seen not long ago.
"It seems that I want to check the identity of this repairman, and call Liu Yi over."
"Yes." The tall policeman turned around and went out to look for someone. Soon, Liu seemed to come over.
"Team Song, is there anything to do with me?"
"In the past few days, you have visited and investigated with me, I see that this figure seems to have seen it, do you have any impression." Song Xianzhang watched the people on the screen and searched in his brain.
"Look at this man! Hey, when you say that, I really feel that he is indeed a little familiar, but after a few more glances, he feels very strange, and I really can't remember it. β
"Take the photo back and send it to everybody to see. By the way, uncle, how did you find a repairman in the first place? β
"I saw it on a small advertisement at the door, and they sent someone over when I called." The doorman pointed to the small piece of paper pasted on the iron door.
Song Xianzhang walked over and saw that it was the kind of small advertisement that could be seen all over the street. It says waterproofing, filling leaks, cleaning toilets, septic tanks. The price is fair, the service is intimate, and the phone number: 032-15362489