It turned out that the initiator of that corpse gas was Lu Gang.

Back to the winter of 1950, Director Mao of the police station was in the office discussing with Officer Xu how to rack his brains for the speech to be submitted early tomorrow morning.

Since the cracking of the cultural relics case and the female corpse case, Director Mao raised his eyebrows, the superior leaders called many times to congratulate, and newspaper and radio reporters also rushed to interview, which made him very proud, and he was even happier than fighting a big victory.

But two days ago, he received a notice from his superiors, and Director Mao began to sleep and eat, and he hardly slept well, because the next morning, the leader asked him to go to his brother unit to give a speech, which caught him off guard, and he was asking Officer Xu for advice.

"Director, I can't do anything about the speech, you have to go to this matter by yourself." Officer Xu smiled wryly.

Director Mao faced the blank notebook on the desk, and the Shanghai brand fountain pen in his hand couldn't fall for a long time.

"I've been in a private school for a few years, unlike you young people who have gone to a regular school, it's no problem to carry a gun and carry my burden, I'm not good at holding a pen, if I want to say that I can only speak in the vernacular, if I talk about the truth, it's better to shoot me happily, it's too torturous, who came up with this bad trick." Chief Mao spat bitter water.

Seeing that there were two more big chickenpox on Mao's dark face, he couldn't think of a solution for a while, so he was in a hurry and had a strict endocrine disorder. Officer Xu flipped through the case file, trying to find out what details of the case could be focused on as the content of his speech.

While the two of them were immersed in thoughts, the phone on the desk rang rapidly. It seems to indicate that an accident has happened, and sure enough, something big has happened.

Director Mao picked up the microphone as if he was electrocuted, and Dr. Hu's cautious tone came from the other end of the phone, as if he was hiding in a dark corner, beware of being overheard by outsiders.

"Lao Mao, something is wrong, that ...... The prisoner, Lu Gang, is missing. ”

When Director Mao heard this, he jumped up from his chair and shouted, "What kind of strange thing is this?" Dozens of pairs of eyes watched him die. How can you still grow wings and fly? ”

"I don't know, you might as well come here!"

After hearing the conversation, Officer Xu immediately put down the case file and asked, "Director, what's wrong?" ”

Director Mao hung up the microphone heavily. The face is cloudy. He said to himself, "How could the corpse have been lost?" Oops, something has gone wrong at this juncture, and I'm going to be asked to speak tomorrow. Didn't you let your peers see me laughing? ”

Officer Xu asked, "Director, what should I do now, do you want to inform my superiors?" ”

Director Mao put on a police hat and said, "Slow down first, and then go to the morgue to figure things out." ”

……

Hospital morgue.

Dr. Hu was reproaching the old man who was guarding the morgue. "Look at you, you have had an accident three or four times, and you can't do this little thing well, so I'll sue Dean Sù and give you a punishment."

The old master bent down and lowered his head, wrinkles twisted together, and said something in his mouth.

"Okay, okay, Lao Hu, take us to the scene." Director Mao patted Dr. Hu on the shoulder and took the lead into the morgue.

Officer Xu took out a pen and paper to record.

After the case was solved, Lu Gang's body was parked in the hospital morgue, and he was cremated as soon as the case was over, provided that the prisoner had no relatives.

Because of the seriousness and particularity of the case, the exact time for Lu Gang's body to be cremated has been delayed, and it was not until this morning that I received a notice from the Civil Affairs Bureau that at noon there would be a car to pull the body directly to the crematorium for cremation.

Out of a sense of responsibility, Dr. Hu wanted to confirm the condition of the body, but something went wrong again.

In the past two days, several corpses have been added to the morgue due to illness, adding a bit of chill to the dark space. Director Mao and police officer Xu checked one by one and confirmed that there was no Lu Gang's body, and no traces of destruction or transportation were found at the scene, but it looked a bit like the corpse got out of bed by itself - half of the white cloth on the corpse bed was turned on its side, similar to the state of a living person who habitually lifted the quilt after waking up.

Director Mao held his cheek raiser with one hand, turned his head and said to the old master: "Master, before Dr. Hu found that the body was missing, did anyone come, or did anything special happen?" ”

The old master stared at Director Mao blankly, his eyes rolled up from time to time, and said, "No, in the past few days, except for the family members of the deceased, only Dr. Hu has come, and I have been guarding the door, and no one else has really been in or out." ”

Looking at the old master's innocent face, Director Mao felt that this person was honest and didn't look like a flamboyant person, so he said to Officer Xu: "You and the old master go to check the reception records, and then investigate whether the families of the deceased are suspicious." ”

"Yes." Officer Xu immediately walked out.

"Lao Mao, I always feel that this case is too evil, do you ask the bald chief to do another favor or something, lose the body, blame it from above, we have to go around without food." Dr. Hu whispered to persuade.

Director Mao thought to himself: Inform them, don't the whole world know, now there is less than a day to prepare for the speech, this time poked the basket, it will become a joke in the police community in the future, this director will not be able to do it for long, and he must find it before noon. So he pretended to be calm and said to Dr. Hu: "I'm sure, I will definitely find the body before noon, you can rest assured, I have to check the scene again, you can go out and wait for me." ”

"Well, well, I'm just outside, what's calling me." Dr. Hu sighed and went out.

Only Director Mao was left in the morgue, and the atmosphere became more solemn, and the biting chill permeated Director Mao's police uniform, as if he was warning something.

Due to the dim light, Director Mao lit the flashlight he carried with him and checked every visible corner over and over again......

According to Rocca's law, as long as the criminal has stayed at the crime scene, he will inevitably leave some traces, even if he covers it up, it will leave small evidence, which may be hair, marks or fibers of clothing, or even smells.

After the liberation, Director Mao participated in the training of the public security department many times, including Roca's law, he recalled the content of the study at that time, and was sure that there would be overlooked details on the scene.

Suddenly, he looked up and saw that the exhaust fan that had been sealed had been opened at some point, and with the flow of air, the dirty and black exhaust fan was turning slightly, as if to tell something. (To be continued......)