Chapter Eighty-Three: Help
Jiang Xiaoou, the girl, was eating quietly, she was quite thin, her hair was very long, and she also stroked her long hair with her hands from time to time and hung her long hair on her ears. There was hot noodle soup in the school cafeteria, Wu Ming asked for two bowls, and Qin Xue swiped the meal card.
Wu Ming smiled and said, "You can't use money in the canteen, or I'll invite you." ”
Qin Xue didn't care about these two bowls of hot noodle soup, so she unconsciously agreed. Holding the noodles, Wu Ming ran to Jiang Xiaoou and sat down not far from him. Qin Xue took the noodles, and when she saw Wu Mingle coming to someone else's side, she had an uncomfortable feeling, and thought, I forgot my friends when I saw it.
Because Qin Xue said that the rumors of Die Immortal came from Jiang Xiaoou. Wu Ming is most afraid of coincidences now, and always feels that things are too coincidental, and he can't get rid of this matter.
But if you run into it, don't be afraid, grandpa picked himself up from the cemetery, and it was destined to be a kind of fate. Wu Ming has gained some experience from Qilitun, and there must be a reason for this rumor-monger. is like Li Zhuang in Qilitun, he spread the news just to transfer the tiger away from the mountain.
However, as long as there is contact with the deceased, there will be a stench, and it is the kind of dead smell that only Wu Ming can smell. Therefore, Wu Ming deliberately leaned over, he approached Jiang Xiaoou, his nose twitched, and he didn't smell it.
It's good, at least this Jiang Xiaoou didn't kill anyone.
Jiang Xiaoou turned his head and glanced at Wu Ming, who smiled flatteringly. Jiang Xiaoou didn't pay attention to Wu Ming at all, lowered his head and continued to eat. Qin Xue came over with noodles at this time, and when she saw Wu Ming eating deflated, she sneered.
The laughter attracted Jiang Xiaoou, and when he saw Qin Xue, he turned his head a little unhappily. Wu Ming found a topic and said to Qin Xue: "People hate you even more." ”
"She always felt that Wei Baishan's death had something to do with my organization of Saucer Immortals, and you also said that there is no ghost who uses a knife to kill people. It has nothing to do with me. ”
Wu Ming didn't say much to Qin Xue, and looked at Jiang Xiaoou again, Jiang Xiaoou had already turned his head and saw a somewhat depressed back. Wu Ming thought about it, sucked and ate the hot noodles quickly, and sat down next to Jiang Xiaoou.
"You're Jiang Xiaoou."
"Hmm!"
"My name is Wu Ming, in fact, I am a mourner, I can talk to the dead, if you talk to me more, maybe I can know how Wei Baishan died."
Jiang Xiaoou glanced at Wu Ming, probably because of the mention of Wei Baishan's relationship, Jiang Xiaoou's eyes were a little watery, which made Wu Ming feel even more distressed. Jiang Xiaoou pushed the rice plate aside, glanced at Wu Ming again, and whispered: "Sick!" After speaking, he stood up and left, Qin Xue was happy to roll forward and backward beside him.
Qin Xue admitted that the mourners had some skills, and almost overturned her beliefs. But this is an atheist society, who will believe what Wu Ming said, Wu Ming said this, not sick or what.
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When he got home at night, Wu Ming could always think of Jiang Xiaoou's somewhat resentful eyes, I don't know why, I always felt cold, as if there was no human touch, what made the girl become like this.
Wu Ming wanted to call Jin Zhiai to find out about Wei Baishan's case, but Jin Zhiai came on a trip to go, after the case of Qilitun was completed, Jin Zhiai, who had been entangled in big cases recently, finally asked for leave, she came on a trip to go, and went to climb the mountain alone with a travel bag.
I had no choice but to call Wang Yi, and the phone was connected.
"Uncle."
"Great nephew. I'm bah, what kind of conversation are we, my Wang Yi doesn't have a girlfriend yet, if you don't have a wife who is cursed, you will be my son. ”
"Okay, I don't have a dad anyway."
"Come on, you're fine."
"I want to ask about Wei Baishan."
"I can't say that. This is a matter of working principles. ”
Wu Ming smiled when he heard it, Wang Yi has any working principles, the dissected corpse is eager to share with the circle of friends, this will be the principle.
"Uncle, what are your conditions?"
"Brother, the recent investigation has been tight, and I am evaluating the title."
Wu Ming was all bad-hearted, and knew that Wang Yi didn't want to say it, so he muttered, "My sister went on a trip." When she comes back, if the whole police station knows about your crush on her, it is estimated that you will not be able to move an inch in the police station in the future. ”
"Which bastard is spreading rumors?"
"I haven't said it yet, so I haven't been a bastard yet. I used to be an assistant police officer, and there are a few people I know in the police station, and you know the old Wang at the police station, he loves to chew his tongue the most. ”
Wang Yi sighed, but still gave in. The cause of Wei Baishan's death was actually quite simple, he was stabbed three times in the chest, the first two were accidental injuries, and the last one was ruthless and pierced to the heart.
There are no footprints in this case, but there is nothing unusual about this criminal method, the murderer wore Wei Baishan's shoes, so there are only the footprints of the discoverers and the deceased Wei Baishan at the scene. As for the claim that playing with the disc fairy caused the murder of the body, it is even more nonsense. From the beginning, Wu Ming felt that this matter should be handed over to the police, and the police were not jealous, and the case was solved quickly. After this was said and done, Wang Yi had a request.
All of them are the most ruthless people, they have seen too much death, their eyes are deep, and they never shed tears. But the heart of the forensic doctor is also human flesh, especially after Yang Le's incident, what Wang Yi is most afraid of seeing is a white-haired person sending a black-haired person. He couldn't resist those empty eyes, and those people had dried their tears, and they still came to ask him when he could take the body back for burial.
Wang Yi couldn't answer.
Since Wu Ming asked, Wang Yi thought that Wu Ming was a person who had a completely different understanding of the dead, and perhaps, Wu Ming could help that family.
Wu Ming bit his lip and thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to help Wei Baishan's parents. In fact, there is no good way to comfort white-haired people, and the emotion between relatives is not something that can be given up in a few words.
But Wu Ming still had his own way, he went to the funeral supplies store, bought cinnabar, and then found Wei Baishan's home according to the address provided by Wang Yi.
Knock......
It was Wei Baishan's father, Lao Wei, who opened the door, and Lao Wei looked very vicissitudes, or maybe he had been hit in the past two days.
"Wang Yi of the criminal police team introduced me, I am a funeral person, and I am very proficient in funeral arrangements."
Lao Wei couldn't help but scolded: "Do you people have no conscience, people are dead, and you still come to do business." ”
Wu Ming was scolded hard, and later Lao Wei even came out with dirty words, and his speech became more and more ugly. Mother Wei walked out and glanced at Lao Wei complainingly, her face was pale, and her tears had long since dried up.
Mother Wei said: "Young man, come in, no one in the family understands anyway, if you can help, help more, don't let our children suffer over there." ”
After Wu Ming entered the house, he saw that Jiang Xiaoou was also there.