Chapter Seventy-Five: The Cry of the Corpse
Lao Tian led us to the back of the last row of freezers, pointed to the dark corner, and said that it was here that he found them.
Officer Chen lit his flashlight, walked over and looked at it thoughtfully, shining on the floor and then on the ceiling, and nodded thoughtfully. In my opinion, he is just pretending to be there, and even I can't catch up with his little bit of Taoism.
After watching it for a long time, he came out and said to Director Wang: "Old Wang, to be honest, if there is such a thing, you should report the case early." It's called insulting a corpse, you know? Don't look at the fact that there is no life in it, it is also a crime. ”
Pavilion Chief Wang Khan came down: "Don't pay off, my brother, I trusted you to find you." If this matter is to be solved, the funeral home will have to close. To put it up, the civil affairs department directly under it can be earthquake; Downwards, dozens of people up and down the hall have to go home to drink the northwest wind, which also affects social stability. Right? If the people don't raise officials and don't hold them accountable, I won't say it too clearly. “
Officer Chen smiled: "Look at you, I'm scared." The bigger the official, the less courageous he is. Okay, let's not talk about it, master, didn't you let us see the corpse? ”
Lao Tiantou didn't care how the chiefs played dumb riddles, he led us to the west side of the morgue with his hands behind his back, where there was a black morgue bed, on which was a corpse upright, covered with white sheets, how to look at how to seep people.
Lao Tiantou stepped forward and pulled off the sheet, revealing the dead man below.
This is an extremely thin old man, although he is wrapped in a thick black tunic, but when he looks at it, he feels that he can lose at least three laps of weight than a normal person. Look at those hands, you can see that they are so white that they are bloodless, skinny, and if you say something unpleasant, they are similar to chicken feet.
This is nothing, the most terrifying thing is the old man's face.
His head was like a deflated ball. The facial features of the face that grew on the head were also concave, distorted and deformed, forming an extremely weird Gothic style. To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like someone volleys hard and pours the ball into the old man's face, and the whole thing is deflated.
I already had a low-grade fever, my body was cold and my internal organs were hot, and when I saw this strange corpse, I felt weak, my stomach was churning, and I wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit. I endured the discomfort and held Peng Gang's arm tightly.
Peng Gang's reaction was even stronger, and the moment he saw the corpse, he screamed, and the sound was similar to that of a ghost, which made my scalp numb and my hairs stood on end. The woman's eyelids rolled, and the whole person fell to the ground softly.
Although Officer Chen was also shocked, he was worthy of being a veteran for many years, and although this scene was weird, it still couldn't frighten him. He reacted quickly and hugged Peng Gang's mother. Peng Gang jumped up and down in a hurry, and was about to carry his mother out of the river.
Officer Chen patted Director Wang: "You and Xiao Peng sent his mother outside to rest, you must take care of it." He turned his face to look at me: "Xiao Liu, can you do it?" Why don't you go out and rest? ”
I really want to go out, but I can't, as soon as I leave, there will be no one on our side to witness it. Moreover, I was also extremely curious about this matter, and I especially wanted to know what Brother Peng wanted to do.
Lao Tiantou's next move filled me with infinite awe for this person. Don't look at him as a child, flamboyant, and has two brushes under his hands. With his bare hands, he pinched the dead man's face and said, "Officer Chen, you don't need a forensic doctor, I knew as soon as I touched it, this old man's skull is gone." ”
Officer Chen snorted: "That's what you said, that old gentleman with lung cancer?" ”
"Yes. The guy from the car accident has been cremated. This old man will be cremated tomorrow, and now the family still doesn't know about it, otherwise they can demolish our funeral home. Our curator asked the beautician to find a way to prop up this deflated face, as long as it was mixed up tomorrow, no one would know what to do if it was burned. ”
Officer Chen walked to the corpse bed, took out an oil pen from his pocket, and used the tip of the oil pen to pluck the old man's head to check it.
"There seems to be no wound." He said as he watched.
Lao Tiantou said: "Yes." After this incident, several of us in the museum have checked it, and there is no wound on the corpse's head. ”
"How many of you?" Officer Chen looked at him.
"Oh, me, beautician Xiao Chen, and an old ginger who burned his corpse. A few of us in the museum were the most courageous. "Lao Tiantou is quite proud.
"What about the back of the head?" Officer Chen said.
"It's all checked, no." Lao Tiantou thought that the corpse was a sack, and he hugged the old man's corpse and turned it over directly, with his back up and face down.
Officer Chen leaned over and ran a grease pen over the deceased's head, examining it very carefully. I couldn't see clearly behind me, and I also came closer. Officer Chen looked at me and didn't say anything. Lao Tiantou grinned: "Young man, you are quite bold, ordinary people would have been scared away when they saw such a strange-looking corpse." ”
I've been trained in the field. On that day, Luo Feng's dried corpse was dissolved into powder in my hands, and the ashes were sprinkled all over my body. At this time, although his body was very cold and he was tired of being afraid of corpses, his curiosity to find out was at the peak.
I watched from the sidelines, and the deceased's hair was messy. Under the pull of Officer Chen, there was indeed no wound in sight.
Officer Chen put the pen aside, pinched his waist, and muttered to himself, "It's weird." There really are no wounds. No, you have to find a professional forensic doctor to identify it. ”
Lao Tiantou was taken aback: "I said Officer Chen, don't you." Our curator has explained this matter, and the internal digestion will be done. You are talking so much, you are a police officer and a forensic doctor, what will be a big impact at that time, I can't afford to be an old man. If these people in the unit are laid off because of this, they can scold me to death, you can leave me a way to live. ”
When Officer Chen looked at him, he also knew that the matter was big and wide-ranging. If you really want to investigate it, you may not know what kind of mess will happen. But verbally unforgiving: "It's okay if you don't call it, you can give me an explanation." ”
Lao Tiantou's head is big, I'm a stinky burner, where can I explain to you. He was in a hurry, and opened his mouth to say: "Officer Chen, could it be like this, that pervert didn't take it from his head when he stole the skull of the deceased." ”
"Where's that from?" Officer Chen looked at him.
Lao Tiantou said: "Could it be that a hole was made in the chest cavity or the back of the corpse, and then he put his hand in it, all the way to the dead man's head, and stole the skull?" ”
I laughed.
Officer Chen also smiled: "Lao Tian, Lao Tian, you should think this is a Westerner stuffing turkey for Thanksgiving." ”
Lao Tiantou's face turned red: "Then I don't know what to do." Hey, by the way, Officer Chen, could it be that pervert used some kind of drug to ossify his skull? It's like a martial arts novel. ”
Officer Chen didn't speak, stared straight at the corpse, and shook his head: "Impossible." The skull is the hardest part of the human body, and if that drug can corrode it, it can corrode the flesh and skin. In fact, the body was intact except for the absence of a skull. In addition, the shape of the skull is irregular, and it is a very delicate operation to remove it entirely. How did that guy do it? It's unbelievable. ”
He took out a photo of Brother Peng and looked at it, his eyes were a little unkind. I'm secretly happy in my heart, Brother Peng, you have played and been blacklisted by the police.
Who knew that Officer Chen suddenly turned his head to look at me: "Xiao Liu, are you familiar with this person?" ”
I paused for a moment and said, "It's not familiar, but I have had a relationship." ”
"He's really starting a company?" Officer Chen asked.
"This didn't run, you can go and check it out. He wasn't a doctor, he didn't know how to operate, and he had been running a company since his death......" I said casually.
"Alive?" Lao Tiantou was very sensitive to this and stared at me.
I secretly regretted that I didn't pay attention to it. In fact, I have already guessed how Brother Peng stole the skull of the deceased, and now the two most critical questions are, what did he do stealing the bones to draw a picture of hell? Where the hell is he now?
Officer Chen asked me what the "life" method was. Under his sharp eyes, I had no choice but to pick out the unimportant points bits and pieces. I became attached to Brother Peng because he died once and went to the underworld.
Lao Tiantou and Officer Chen listened attentively, and they didn't blink their eyes. As I was talking, suddenly the fluorescent lamps in the morgue "hissed" a few times, and the whole room was instantly plunged into darkness. Immediately after, the lights came back on.
I stopped, and the three of us stood by the bed, and neither of us spoke.
A chill arose in my heart, not that it looked like some supernatural event at this time, but that this scene of the morgue flashed and flashed, as if it evoked some kind of memory, déjà vu, as if I had seen it in a dream. I was a little scared, and I felt like I was being targeted by something, and goosebumps were all up.
I am reminded of a famous quote by Li Yang: I have feelings. His words will inevitably be followed by the story of the rotten Kurosawa and his brother.
Lao Tiantou and Officer Chen are both well-informed figures, and although they are afraid, they are also calm. Lao Tiantou's voice trembled a little when he spoke: "My big police officer, I have long felt evil. This matter should not be under the control of your public security bureau, you should find a Taoist priest to do the work. ”
Officer Chen ignored him and said to me, "Xiao Liu, you keep talking." ”
My uncle, it's all like this, and let me talk about it. I had a rather absurd idea, aren't the rich second generations of the Lantern League idle eggs, I can contact the funeral home and organize a morgue midnight ghost story Grand Prix.
I didn't talk about sex, so I said it hastily, deliberately in a plain way. Before he could say a word, the tubes of the fluorescent lamps snorted and flickered, and the morgue fell into a kind of intermittent darkness.
Suddenly, Lao Tiantou yelled: "Hurry up!" ”
This old boy is in such a hurry, there must be something wrong. I was so scared that I was so scared that I didn't want to bury it, so I grabbed his hand and asked him to take me out. Before he had walked far, he heard the sound of leather shoes at the door, and Director Wang walked in: "You want to go?" ”
Officer Chen said with a cold face: "It's time to change the lights in your house." ”
We walked out of the morgue and outside. The wind howled, the dark clouds rolled, the sky was gray as if it had been filled with lead, and paper money flew on the road, a dead slaughter. Lao Tiantou trembled and lit a cigarette: "The one next door to Malay, the evil door, the evil door." ”
"What's wrong?" Officer Chen asked.
Lao Tiantou coughed a few times: "I don't know if it's behind my ears, I heard crying when the light flashed." ”
"What cry?" I asked.
Lao Tiantou took a few puffs: "The cry of the corpse!" I heard the dead old man crying. Damn, don't talk about it, my heart is panicked. Let's hope I misheard. He took a few quick steps and disappeared into the crowd of funeral attendants in front of him.