There are only two possibilities, one is that Wang Yong is wrong, and the other is that Qianqian did not die at all.

On the way to the city's first doctor, Lin Yi called the relevant person in charge of the hospital to tell him about the situation, and the other party said that he would send someone to accompany us into the morgue.

"Team Leader Xu, what do you think about this matter?" I lowered the window and asked Xu Ling, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Xu Ling said: "I don't have an opinion for the time being. ”

I couldn't help laughing, sure enough, it was a very Xu Ling-style answer, and I never made any judgments before getting sufficient evidence, which is different from me, Wang Qiuyue once said that my idea of solving the case is wild, and sometimes I will stubbornly grasp the flash of inspiration to investigate, which is completely different from the police who came out of the regular police academy.

No way, who made me from a wild road.

The escort of the first doctor in the city was a female doctor, wearing a white coat and her permed hair was meticulously tied behind her head, and after saying hello to us, she took us directly to the morgue.

Take the elevator.

I saw the female doctor scratch the machine inside the elevator with the work card on her chest before pressing the negative first floor, so I asked, "Can patients take this elevator?" ”

The female doctor was wearing a mask on her face and couldn't see her expression: "This is an elevator for hospital staff, and patients can't enter." ”

It dawned on me that it was no wonder that no one entered the negative floor when I saw the elevator up and down in the surveillance at that time, and Wang Yong also went down the stairs.

The elevator door opened, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but when I realized that this whole floor was a morgue, I felt a cool air rushing towards me, and the cool wind blew in through the open neckline, as if it could blow directly into the depths of my heart.

Lin Yi, the stinky boy, was open-mouthed, rubbed his arms and sighed: "This place is too full of yin qi." ”

The female doctor glanced at Lin Yi: "The air conditioner on the negative floor is relatively low. ”

I almost choked on saliva, and when I saw the slightly suspicious eyes of the female doctor, I was even more speechless.

To a certain extent, doctors and police officers are two professions that have a common language, so this female doctor must be slandering me and Lin Yi's reaction in her heart.

I was thinking about habitually slapping Lin Yi, and after thinking about it, this kid was born in a coffin, and the concepts that he has been exposed to the most since he was a child are these, yin and yang, life is too hard, and there is a reason why he blurts out this sentence.

It's still the old saying, who made our master and apprentice both come from wild roads.

The temperature in the morgue was lower than in the corridors, there were cabinets on three walls, the floor was clean and free of dust, the morgues were neatly parked in the rooms, most of the beds were empty, only two beds had corpses, covered from head to toe with a white cloth.

I thoughtfully walked around the morgue before finally stopping in front of one of the morgues containing the corpses and glancing up into the hallway.

The angle of surveillance is not comprehensive, and Wang Yong can only be seen standing next to the morgue at the end of the video, but it is not clear what he did, because the surveillance angle was blocked by the open door when he went around.

The female doctor said that these morgues would not always be placed here, but would be pushed around, so I could not completely restore the position where Wang Yong was standing at that time.

But this does not prevent me from guessing Wang Yong's psychology.

If he was a notoriously ghost-phobic, why did he go into the morgue for a reason? Isn't he afraid? Aren't you afraid of being like in a horror movie, where the corpse lying on the bed suddenly sits up?

I walked around the morgue, Xu Ling said: "Fear and anxiety will aggravate the symptoms of sleepwalking, if Wang Yong really had a brief period of sleepwalking symptoms in his childhood, and it did not occur again in the following decades, I have a rough guess that it will be because he has been feeling fear continuously in the recent period, and the great pressure makes him very anxious, so that he has sleepwalking symptoms." ”

The female doctor suddenly said: "If it is not for the sleepwalking symptoms caused by organic diseases in the brain, the doctor will generally recommend that no treatment is needed, and will suggest that the patient change to a more relaxed environment, not so much pressure, and the family will cooperate with Xiao Chu's anxiety, fear and nervousness, and will also recommend appropriate exercise, sweating can effectively relieve emotions." ”

I asked, "How can you tell if a person is suffering from sleepwalking?" ”

The female doctor said, "The patient has passed away, right? ”

I nodded, and the female doctor said, "Sleepwalking has a certain hereditary nature, you can check if any of his close relatives in the family have sleepwalking, but this is not used as evidence, only to corroborate." ”

I nodded my head in understanding.

"In addition, you can look up some of the medications he usually takes, and the doctor will generally recommend that he take an appropriate dose of sedative and sleeping drugs when treating a sleepwalking patient."

"But he doesn't think he has sleepwalking, and his wife has confirmed that she hasn't seen him sleepwalk in nearly thirty years, so I don't think he would have taken these drugs." ”

"Adult sleepwalking is usually caused by the instability of his own mental condition, if he has recently increased his stress sharply, is very anxious, often accompanied by fear and other emotions, then as long as there is a trigger, he may also have sleepwalking symptoms."

Incentive?

I can't help but think of Qianqian, could Qianqian be the so-called trigger?

It's hard to describe the feeling of standing next to the morgue, you don't know him, but because of the distance between life and death, you are shocked, I moved slowly, guessing what Wang Yong was thinking at that time.

He said he didn't know how he got into the morgue or why he got in, so he was standing next to the morgue in a daze?

Probably not.

I walked around half a circle and stood close to the corpse's feet, looking at it from this angle as if the corpse would bounce up in the next second.

After Wang Yong went in the morgue and came out, his shoulder near his neck was stained with something suspicious of dust, as far as I can see now, the morgue is very clean, and after asking the female doctor, she also confirmed that someone cleans this place every day, and it doesn't look like a place where dust can be accumulated.

Is that really dust?

If so, where did it get it?

My gaze involuntarily fell on the white cloth hanging from the morgue, this white cloth covered the corpse, from head to toe, it was very wide and large, not only covering the corpse but also hanging down and even covering the morgue, almost hanging down to the ground, the last dignity of the corpse.