Chapter 709: Clues on the corpse

In fact, sometimes I wonder if the brain structure of forensic doctors is different from that of ordinary people! It's a good thing that you've dug up something, and you've gained something, but you don't need to be so happy with your head in your hands and smile, right...... I hope Liu Yuxi won't become like Xiaoquan in the future, and I still want her to do things for me.

said it was a human head, but in fact, it was already a skeleton, and the skin and flesh had already rotted, so it could be directly sent to the specimen room after rinsing, "Brother Shen, look, this is a female skull." ”

Xiao Quan said as he opened the skeleton's mouth, "Judging from the degree of wear and tear of the teeth, the deceased was about twenty years old when he died, but I haven't figured out what these blue-gray powdery objects are between the teeth. Xiao Quan said and pointed to the gap between the skeleton's teeth, "Maybe I didn't like to brush my teeth before I was alive." ”

No, I don't like to brush my teeth...... Isn't that a little less likely? "Can you tell the cause of death?"

"Brother Shen, look at what you asked, I'm just a forensic doctor, not a witch doctor, just a skull and you ask me the cause of death, where do I know where to go, the most I can tell you now is that this person didn't die from a brain blow, because her skull is still very intact."

Xiao Quan said that he was going to put the skull on the table, but the proprietress was not happy, and while calling it off, she took out a rag from the bar and spread it on the table, and then asked Xiao Quan to put it down.

The policemen below dug out a skeleton from the pit one after another, and together with the bones, there were some rags that were almost indiscernible in their true colors, which should have been the clothes worn by the deceased before his death. "Brother Shen, we dug down more than a foot, it's nothing, it is estimated that if there is a problem, it can only be this corpse." A dusty detective reported to me.

"Yes, it's hard work." I nodded at him, "You digging brothers should go back and rest first, it's the middle of the night." "Motioning to the two coolie detectives to go back and rest, I squatted in front of the pile of bones, judging from the diary, this corpse has been buried in the ground for half a century, although it smells a little, but it is very light, more of a humus smell.

"Officer, don't tell anyone that you dug this thing up under my fish pond, if this spreads, our family's business will not be able to do it in the future, although this thing has nothing to do with our ingredients, but whoever hears that there is a corpse under the fish pond will feel awkward." The proprietress had already woken up from a complete fright, crouching next to me, whispering in my ear.

"I'm not interested in gossip, just help us well, as long as you didn't kill this person, it has nothing to do with you." I said as I fumbled on the rags. Bones are just bones, and it's impossible to find anything else, if only you could find something in your clothes.

Hey? Pregnant! I touched it here and there, and finally found a small book in a piece of cloth that seemed to be a coat pocket, which was a work card with a red soft plastic cover, which read "Jiangdong City Art Troupe Work Card" in a gold-painted font. I tried to open it and look at it, but I felt a sense of stickiness, and when I looked at it from the side, the pages inside seemed to have been glued to the cover by something slimy.

Those slimy things, I don't know if it's water or some liquid underground, Jing'er told me before, they often encounter similar phenomena in ancient books dug up underground. Fortunately, this thing is like the rammed earth of the grave, it has natural enemies, and it can be dissolved by soaking it in a little vinegar. "It's really troublesome, hostess, find me some vinegar."

I don't know if this proprietress is for courtesy, or really, she brought me a basin directly, and poured vinegar five centimeters deep into the basin......

After soaking for five minutes, the pages of the work card began to loosen, and after a few more minutes, I finally opened the first page.

Name: Wu Qianjie; Gender: Female; Age: 19; Service unit: Jiangdong Art Troupe; Date of issue: March 1, 1966. The lower part on the right is a row of notes, and the top half is a one-inch black and white photo. The previous adhesion caused several places on the photo to be glued, but it didn't affect much. As you can see from the surviving parts, this is still a pretty girl.

It seems that this corpse is Wu Qianjie, but another question arises, why is Wu Qianjie's body buried in this place. This is the location of the original art troupe, not a cemetery, a mass grave or anything like that, if a person dies, there is no reason to bury it here anyway, unless it ......

I looked around at Xiao Quan, Liu Yuxi, and several other police officers in the lobby who hadn't returned yet, "What do you think?" ”

Liu Yuxi put down the diary that he had been reading in his hand at this time, and then took the work card from my hand with his right hand and looked at it. "Brother Shen, I don't think there's anything to worry about about this, it's a very simple thing, an unnatural death. In that era...... Liu Yuxi's eyes fell on the date of the work permit, "and it was a relatively special unnatural death, there were martial arts fights in that era, and there were often such things as dead people, but martial arts fighting dead people would never be buried deep on the spot like this." ”

"Oh? Why won't Wudou be buried deep in place? "Actually, I already have the answer, I just want to know which step this woman who is valued by me can think of.

"Martial arts was a normal thing in those days, and there was nothing unsightly about dying a few people, they were all class enemies, and they were dead. Drag it out of town and find a place to throw it away, or bury it casually. Liu Yuxi took out his mobile phone with his left hand and looked at the time, "Although it is a bit inhumane, I suggest going to the Veteran Cadres Bureau now to check whether the leaders of the art troupe are still there, and find out if there is any relevant information." ”

"Looking for information from the art troupe? Since you said that this is something that can't be put on the table, there shouldn't be such a thing in the archives of the art troupe. Xiao Quan answered.

"So I'm talking about looking for a leader, this kind of thing, even if it's very secretive, at that time, most of the rumors will come out, as long as you find the people of that era, you can know some clues, in the sixties of the last century, people who were old at that time, should be seventy or eighty years old now, if you are lucky, there will still be some people alive, and ......" Liu Yuxi said and stretched out his hand and pointed on the paper where I wrote the year before.

"You're saying that people back then knew there was a problem?" I saw that the part of her point was not the one from 1951 to 1979, but the one I crossed out from 1979 to 2010.

"That's right, people back then should have known that there was a problem. Brother Shen, you think, from 1951 to 1979, there were only 28 years in total, and the quality of the buildings in that era was very good, but it was 28 years, and there was no need to demolish a two-story small building. ”

"It's because, in the environment at that time, even if something happened, you couldn't advertise that there were ghosts here." My eyes began to glow. To be honest, I'm not a very smart person, at least compared to Hua Xiaoyou, I'm stupid to death, many times I even think that if Hua Xiaoyou can abandon the darkness and turn to the light, how good it would be to come and help me, but today's performance of Liu Yuxi is a sight to behold.

"That's right, what we have been pursuing is materialist thinking, for things like ghosts and gods, we can't admit it on the bright side, a little swollen face and fat feeling, especially in the last century, this kind of thinking is even more serious, at that time, if someone said that it was haunted or something, it was to make a political mistake, so the person in charge at that time simply pushed the office building in order to no longer hurt and not make mistakes."

Liu Yuxi showed a few smiles on his face, raised his left hand and made a few fist and then open it to me. That's obviously telling me: your investment is worth it.

"Okay, everyone is moving now, one counts as one, the Veteran Cadres Bureau, the Archives Bureau, and the Cultural Bureau and the current Art Troupe, everyone immediately went separately to check, I know it's not yet a point, but human life is at stake, and Bai Bing's life or death depends on everyone's speed of action. Don't be afraid that going to someone in the middle of the night will offend someone or something, if there is anything, my brother will do his best to bear it for you. Now, let's get moving! ”

"Yes!" All the police officers, including Xiao Quan and Liu Yuxi, stood up and saluted, and then Xiao Quan simply assigned the work tasks, driving the car, making phone calls, and in an instant, there were only three people left in the lobby of the restaurant: me, the proprietress and Lin Yi.

Wait, three people? My mind suddenly shuddered, there seemed to be something wrong with this! One, two, three, indeed three people, and a corpse, what is missing...... I slammed the table, "Where's White Jasmine!" ”

After a tiring day, a woman's body is slightly worse than a man's after all, when Xiaoquan assigns the task, the boss lady and Lin Yi are sitting quietly on the chair, at this time they are a little confused, I slapped down, scared both of them are a spirit, after reacting to what I asked, the two women also began to look left and right.

Bai Jasmine is not a person who lacks a sense of existence, in fact, her sense of existence is second only to Lin Yi, just now when I was working, I saw several police officers secretly looking at her with their eyes, why did she disappear? When did I stop seeing white jasmine? Is it time to get a work permit?

I couldn't help but pout, and my eyes looked at the stairs leading to the second floor. Jasmine, Jasmine, you must not be fine, otherwise, how shall I explain to the blind man......