Ling Fei hurriedly pushed the liner back to the freezer, closed the cabinet door, I took off my gloves and threw them in the trash, at this time, a gray-haired, thick and short old man walked in outside the door, he looked at us wearing police uniforms, he didn't ask anything, just looked at us suspiciously, I said, "We are forensic doctors from the Institute of Forensic Medicine, are you?" ”

The old man had no expression on his face, and he said coldly: "Oh, forensic doctor, I thought it was who, you are?" ”

I quickly explained, "We have a case in our hands, come and take a look." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The old man said, "The case? But there is only one body in our morgue, and the family is about to send it to the funeral home, and the only thing left is freezer No. 4, which was sent from the hospital's laboratory, have you already seen it? ”

I saw his eyes staring at the disposable gloves in the trash can, and knew that the old man was still quite clever, and knew that we had already seen it, so I had to nod silently.

The old man withdrew his gaze and said slowly, "I am in charge of this morgue." ”

It turned out to be a mortuary administrator, and I thought I could find out, so I asked, "Which department of the hospital is in charge of your mortuary?" ”

The old man said: "Under the management of the General Section, it is now Section Chief Fu Xulong who is in charge of us." ”

I continued to ask, "Do you want to confirm the identity of the corpse pulled from the hospital?" ”

The old man was stunned, bowed his head and said, "It's none of my business, they pulled the corpses over, I just stuff the corpses into the freezer, as for who the corpses are, it's not my responsibility." ”

I silently pondered in my mind and asked, "So how many years have you been working here?" ”

The old man smiled: "When Yimin Hospital was established, I was in this position, it can be said that from the beginning to the present, I am the only one who has managed this mortuary, but I also work part-time in building hygiene, otherwise I will take care of a mortuary, isn't it to die idle?" ”

In this way, at the time of Zhang Aifang's murder ten years ago, the old man was also in this position, I think, if the murderer really transported Yan Bowen's body back to the hospital, would it also be frozen in these freezers? Although this idea is a bit whimsical, but now this case is really being forced to a dead end, and there are no other conditions for investigation, and this seemingly impossible idea also needs to be confirmed step by step.

I asked, "Uncle, do you remember when the corpse was stored here ten years ago?" ”

The old man said, "What did you say?" Ten years ago? How is this possible, my memory is getting worse and worse now, not to mention ten years ago, even last year, I don't remember much. ”

Seeing that this road had come to an end, my eyes suddenly saw the corpse registration form on the wall behind the old man, and suddenly my heart lit up, and I asked: "Uncle, you see that the corpse registration form on your wall seems to be very standardized, I don't know if it was registered like this before?" ”

The old man glanced back and said, "My handwriting is not good, but I have always registered like this, and it is better to have a good memory than a bad pen." ”

I was happy in my heart, thinking that if the registration form from ten years ago could be found, then I could do a little work on the registration form, so I suppressed my excitement and asked: "Uncle, you have done a really good job, do you think you can help me find the registration form from ten years ago?" ”

The old man's face showed joy, and he said with a little excitement: "I can definitely handle this little thing, these registration forms of mine are put in the drawer of my room, if you want to see them, I will bring them to you." ”

My heart suddenly blossomed, and I glanced at Ling Fei, Ling Fei and I looked at each other, and I could see that she was also surprised.

The old man's room was also on the second basement floor, more than 20 meters away from the morgue, the old man opened the door, the room was very messy, he walked to the broken table at the head of the bed, bent down, opened the drawer, inside was a large folder, he took it out and handed it to me.

I took the folder, opened it, and was taken aback, there was a thick stack of registration forms inside, it seemed that the old man's words were not false at all, he kept all the corpse registration forms of Yimin Hospital. I firmly believed that I should find the registration form when Zhang Aifang was killed, so I hurriedly flipped back page by page in it, and finally located the day ten years ago.

I found out that on the day of the crime, there was indeed a record in the hospital morgue, with the name column reading: unknown mental patient, and the gender column reading: male.

Yimin Hospital has indeed always had this good tradition, taking in sick street people sent by the common people, these people will die in the hospital if they are not cured, and now this may be the case with this unknown mental patient, I raised my head in disappointment, and the old man saw my depressed look and asked flatteringly: "How is it?" Did you find what you were looking for? ”

I didn't answer the old man's words, a strange thought seemed to suddenly spring up in my blank mind, and I turned my gaze back to the registration form, the "whereabouts" column of the body of this unknown mentally ill person was filled in "funeral home", and the "whereabouts time" was filled in the day after my father's accident, I had a fever in my head, this time and my father's accident happened to be just one day apart, is there a connection between the two?

Although the old man had already said that he didn't remember the past, I still didn't give up, and I pointed to the words "unknown mental patient" on the corpse registration form and asked the old man: "Uncle, do you still have a little impression of this corpse?" ”

I looked at the old man eagerly, hoping that there would be some miracle in the old man's memory, but the old man looked at the form for a long time, and still shook his head: "I really can't remember, but I am sure that I did not write these words." ”

After the old man's reminder, I noticed that the words "unknown mental patient" were indeed different from the old man's other handwriting, and I asked, "Can you tell who wrote this word?" ”

The old man glanced at the form again and said: "This should be written by the former section chief Fu Mingyong, he has been gone for ten years, but I still recognize his handwriting, and only he can write on this registration form, and the corpses sent by other doctors are all written by me, so in this way, this corpse should be sent by section chief Fu Mingyong himself." ”

Hearing the old man's analysis, my heart was like an explosion, and I vaguely felt that things seemed to be turning in a good direction, because I felt that after everything was revealed now, it seemed too coincidental to put it together, Fu Mingyong sent a body to the morgue on the day Fu Aifang was killed, and the day after my father's accident, the body was sent to the funeral home for cremation, imagine that if this body is Yan Bowen's body, Fu Mingyong covered up his name and temporarily placed it in the morgue in front of an "unknown mental patient". Later, after my father's accident, the body was taken to be cremated, but why was it the day after my father's accident? Is it a coincidence? I felt a flurry in my heart again, could it be that my father already knew about the situation, and he was supposed to come to the morgue of Yimin Hospital that night to verify the situation, but there was a car accident?