"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? ”

"Is it Wang Beixun's family? I'm at the police station, and there's a carrion here, can you come and verify the DNA? ”

……

Hearing this news, it was as if the sky had fallen.

's father, who has been missing for five years, came with bad news at this time.

I ran down the hill and drove to the police station.

Because I have been doing the dead man's business for many years, I have long been familiar with the staff of the police station.

They also knew that I had come to identify the body, and they took me to the morgue in the city.

On the way, the staff of the police station told me that my father's body was found in a tourist attraction, and if it weren't for someone playing with a drone in the scenic spot and the drone crashed into a canyon, maybe my father's body would never have been found.

When I went to the forensic office in the city, several people took me to claim the body.

The first time I saw the corpse, it was already decomposed, perhaps because it had been transported here, and the carrion had fallen off.

The corpse also had hair tissue, and I recognized the clothes and pants on the body at a glance, which were the same set that my father wore when he and his second uncle left home, and I knew everything on the body.

Of course, if this is a coincidence, the evidence given to me by the police has been confirmed.

That's my father's ID card.

After forensic DNA comparison, it was confirmed that this corpse was my father, Wang Beixun!

"After the investigation of our criminal investigation comrades, your father died of homicide, there were multiple stab wounds on his body, most of the wounds were fatal, although the murder weapon was not found, it can be roughly determined that it is a dagger, and the identity of the suspect has also been locked."

The police officer who handled the case explained it to me and comforted me all the time.

"Who?" I gritted my teeth and held back my anger and asked.

"Your father's own brother, Wang Tianhong." The policeman replied.

I slowly looked up at the police with a questioning expression, and it was clear that I did not agree with this result.

The suspect turned out to be my second uncle!

The police said that in fact, the body had been found half a month ago, and after a number of evidence investigations, they locked up the second uncle as the suspect who killed my father.

It just so happened that they found the second uncle's mobile phone number, but it turned out that the person who answered the phone was me.

The policeman knew I didn't believe the result, so he patted me on the shoulder and said.

"Tell me, where is your second uncle?"

"He's been taken away a long time ago."

I answered truthfully, without covering it up, but I didn't get angry because my second uncle was a suspect, but kept staring at my father's corpse, and I always felt that something was wrong.

"Arrested? Are you shielding your second uncle? We know all about him! ”

"As far as I know, twenty years ago, your second uncle was sentenced for deliberate murder. After fifteen years of imprisonment, you should have seen him, and now your second uncle killed your father, you don't accept this fact, but our police pay attention to evidence in handling cases! ”

The police tried to persuade me, but he misunderstood me.

I have made it very clear that not long after my father's disappearance five years ago, he was taken away in handcuffs.

"I checked, your second uncle was not taken away by other police officers, there has been no news since he was released from prison five years ago, and our census system has not been able to find his information, he is absconding in fear of crime! Are you stupid? He killed your dad! He's not your uncle anymore! ”

The policeman's temper came, and the tone of his voice became heavier and heavier.

"Didn't the Public Security Bureau arrest him? And also the director. I replied calmly.

"Fart! What kind of prisoner has to be done by our director! The policeman rebuked.

"How do I know so much? I knew that his name was Liang Jie, and he claimed to be the director of the 749 Bureau. "I'm impatient myself, and I've said many times that my second uncle has already been arrested, but he doesn't believe me.

At this moment, the policeman suddenly stopped talking, and he arranged for someone to find out the situation.

A few minutes later, the police stopped talking about the second uncle and didn't say a word about the suspect.

Instead, he asked me what to do with my father's body.

Now that the DNA has been confirmed, the second uncle has also been taken away for several years, it depends on what I mean.

"Cremation."

I said calmly.

Without saying a word, the police arranged for my father's body to be taken to the funeral home for cremation.

During the cremation, the policeman who was with me handed me a cigarette and told me to go out and say a few words.

The smoke went into my lungs, and the policeman asked me.

"I don't think you seem to be very sad about your father's death, is there a conflict between you two fathers and sons?"

I shook my head and said nothing.

"Your own uncle killed your own father, and everyone else would collapse, and you have a strong psychological endurance." The policeman said helplessly.

"My family has been dealing with dead people for generations, you are a policeman, you should have checked my information, I am a folk Mr. Yin and Yang, specializing in helping others do white things. I've seen more dead people than you've ever seen a police officer, and I won't feel much of a disgusting corpse. "I answered the police honestly.

He nodded, and instead of asking me about my family affairs, he changed the topic to talk about my personal affairs at work.

After a long wait, the funeral home man handed it to me with an urn.

After I took it, the police comforted me by patting me on the shoulder again.

I sighed, consciously or unconsciously.

"You investigated that my father's death was homicide, and it was five years after his death, the year he disappeared. Although I don't read much, I still know a thing or two about the changes in corpses. ”

"Ten minutes after death, the corpse begins to be cold, one to three hours of corpse stiffness, followed by corpse stench, three days after death, the bubbles in the flesh accumulate more and more, and the giant view will be formed, the whole body will swell, and the mouth skin will roll. When buried in the ground, it will continue to decay, producing a large number of maggots and decomposing the flesh together with microorganisms. Slowly, the flesh will turn into a pool of blood, hanging on the bones, until a year later, it will completely become a bone. ”

"My father's body was exposed to the wilderness for five years, and even if it was affected by the geographical environment, it would turn into white bones. In five years, his body was only decomposing, and strictly speaking, it only took a little external force to keep his body intact. ”

I voiced my speculation and it caused a reaction from the police.

As we sat aside and chatted, the policeman looked at me suspiciously and asked.

"What do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything, it's just my opinion."

I don't think it's convenient to tell the police the rest of the story, and if I continue, his mind will change, or I will be arrested as superstition.

All I can say is about the transformation of the corpse, not superstition.

Before leaving, I asked in passing.

"Officer, do you know what organization the 749 Bureau is?"

"I know, but I can't tell you more."

"Can't you reveal anything about it?"

"Can't! Not even a single punctuation mark. But I can tell you accurately, your second uncle was taken away by the 749 Bureau, then this case is no longer under our control, and naturally someone will judge your second uncle. I can't tell you too much in my capacity, and if I say it, it's tantamount to leaking secrets, so ......"

I reached out to stop the police from continuing.

Since you can't say it, then don't use this fishing method to chat with me.

I returned home with my father's ashes without grief or pain.

Although the DNA of the corpse did belong to my father under the comparison of various certificates, I still suspect that the corpse is not my father, Wang Beixun.

As long as there is hope, I will never accept reality.

So, I didn't think my father was dead.

In the evening, I went to the top of the hill again, which is my grandfather's grave, and told the grave what happened today, and I don't know if my grandfather can hear it.

I opened the ashes and placed them in a place where the weeds were overgrown.

Several thin figures appeared in the dark night, and the little ghosts gradually appeared.

They start sucking around the urn, and even if it is a ghost, the ashes are a delicious food for them.

Watching the imp suck the ashes, it can't help but make me have a picture.

I vaguely remember my grandfather telling me that I grew up eating ashes since I was a child, maybe I was like this group of little ghosts eating ashes when I was a child.

Standing on the top of the hill and looking into the distance, I could roughly see that there were still a few lights in our village.

Grandfather, father, second uncle.

How many secrets are hidden between the three of them?

I think you'll have to find someone before you can solve it.

Five years ago, there was only one side of the relationship, the director of the 749 Bureau, Liang Jie.