Mystery Hunter

Chapter 277: green spot

Jiang He slowly told the story to everyone. After listening, everyone was silent for a long time. Shao Lao guessed well before, Zhu Liang really is a dependent personality. She actually has a lot to say in her heart, but only those closest to her can hear Zhu Liang's heart.

Shao Lao actually understood Zhu Liang's mood very well. Before he became an adult, Zhu Liang lived in a small isolated mountain village. After becoming an adult, she came to the city alone, doing the most ordinary job. She was helpless in this city, she had no one she trusted, and there was not even a single peer around her.

No one could know her loneliness and confusion until someone appeared.

Zhang Haitao satisfied all Zhu Liang's fantasies about her significant other on the Internet. She would not like a car mechanic who pesters her all day long. The doctor who is dressed in white and speaks elegantly is what she admires. She fantasized about being able to meet her Prince Charming, but the world has always been cruel and realistic.

Zhu Liang would not understand that in all fairy tales, what Prince Charming wants to marry is a princess. Even a lowly born Cinderella needs an old magician. There is no magic in real life, not so much fantasy. But this is not Zhu Liang's fault. It is not wrong to want to live a better life.

Shao Lao leaned on the co-pilot, closed his eyes and said, "Look, everyone lives in the dreams they weave and refuses to wake up. Some people weave the dream of Prince Charming for themselves, and some people for themselves Weave the dream that the dead will be resurrected, and some people weave for themselves the dream that the other person likes them."

Everyone understood that Shao Lao was talking about these people in the case.

Shao Lao continued: "It's just that some people's dreams will not wake up until they die, and some people can wake up with just two slaps. But the question is, is it happier to dream or happier to wake up?"

No one can give Shao Lao an answer to this kind of question.

After a while, Mr. Shao replied by himself, "Probably not happy."

Back at the city bureau, Xu Yiman began to conduct autopsy on the two bodies of Zhang Haitao and Zhang Beibei. The time and cause of death of Old Wei Tou were confirmed, so an autopsy was no longer needed.

Looking at these two highly decomposed corpses, everyone could only tell from their clothes that they were Zhang Haitao and Zhang Beibei.

Jiang He recalled a photo from Zhang Haitao's cell phone. It was a group photo of Zhang Haitao and Zhang Beibei. In the photo, Zhang Haitao is holding Zhang Beibei, Zhang Beibei is lying on Zhang Haitao's back, revealing a small head. Both of them were smiling happily, showing their white teeth. It is conceivable that the person who took the photo should be Liao Fanmeng, Zhang Haitao's wife, and Zhang Beibei's mother.

There is really no way for several people to connect this highly decomposed corpse with the two people in the photo.

Xu Yiman used scissors to gently cut the clothes of the two of them, and the bodies were exposed in front of everyone's eyes.

Xu Yiman said softly: "The quality of clothes is very good now, people have become bones, and clothes will not rot."

From all the evidence, the time difference between the two deaths was less than a few hours. Judging from the two corpses, the stomachs of the two corpses have cracks that seem to open, and part of the internal organs have protruded from the cracks. There are many worms in the internal organs, some black and some white. It looks like Very disgusting.

Almost all the body of the corpse can see green-purple veins, twisted and raised like strips of insects. And the whole body was almost blackened green. The whole corpse was swollen due to decay, and the facial features on the corpse's face were crowded together, almost turning purple.

This shows that the two have been dead for a long time.

A stench came from the corpse, but fortunately it was autumn, and the smell was not so unbearable.

Xu Yiman looked at the corpse and said, "The corpse has already taken on the appearance of a corrupted giant, and it has been dead for at least 120 hours in autumn. On these two corpses, I don't know how many generations of maggots have been bred. For these maggots, it's a story of generations. But for humans, it's only five days."

Xu Yiman carefully dissected the corpse, and finally determined the cause of death and the time of death of the deceased.

Both died on that night five days ago, within two hours of each other. Zhang Haitao's skull was obviously fractured, and the fractured bone pierced into Zhang Haitao's brain, causing brain damage. Zhang Haitao's arm and ribs also had multiple fractures, and the bones penetrated into the lungs.

Xu Yiman judged that Zhang Haitao had fallen into a coma almost instantly. But the bone was not pierced deeply, as Li Dabiao said, Zhang Haitao still had a breath. But his internal organs were bleeding, and even if he was sent to the hospital, he was likely to be powerless. But there is still hope for life, and it cannot be concluded that Zhang Haitao will definitely die.

So Li Dabiao really buried Zhang Haitao alive. In the end, Zhang Haitao died of hypoxia and internal bleeding, all of which were inseparable from Li Dabiao.

Yuan Jun looked at Xu Yiman and said, "I don't know how the court will decide this. In a sense, Li Dabiao did save a lot of people, but intuitively, Li Dabiao ran into people and escaped and buried Zhang Haitao alive. of."

Shao Lao shook his head and said to Yuan Jun, "We are criminal policemen, not judges. We just need to find out who the murderer is and catch him. We are not responsible for the rest."

Zhang Beibei also died of hypoxia, but the difference is that obvious strangle marks were found on Zhang Beibei's neck. It was pinched out alive by Old Wei Tou. Old Wei Tou didn't lie, it was indeed he who strangled this cute little girl to death.

The bodies of Zhang Haitao, Zhang Beibei and Liao Fanmeng were placed on three cold iron beds. But these three people can't feel the cold anymore. They don't know if there is an underworld in this world, and they don't know if they will meet below.

Old Wei Tou's body was placed alone on the other side of the morgue, which looked a little out of place with these three people.

Shao Lao asked, "Have you informed Zhang Haitao or Liao Fanmeng's family?"

Yuan Jun nodded and said to Mr. Shao: "I've contacted him. Zhang Haitao's sister and Liao Fanmeng's mother will come. But I haven't told them what happened. The husband killed his wife, and even the crystallization of the two died unfortunately. This is a huge blow for both families."

After a pause, Yuan Jun continued: "It's really like what you told me before, Mr. Shao, people die when they die, they don't know anything, but the living people have to continue to live."

Shao Lao turned his head to look at the solitary corpse beside the morgue, and asked Yuan Jun, "Where's Old Wei Tou? Have you checked his information?"

Yuan Jun nodded, looked at the white cloth covering Old Wei's head, and said to everyone, "I checked. Old Wei's real name is Wei Er, and he seemed to have an older brother who died. But it was too long, at that time. It's not very clear what happened or what his brother died for."

"Well." Shao Lao said: "At that time, the medical conditions were not good, and it was a common thing for children to die."

Yuan Jun added: "Old Weitou's father has also been dead for decades. Old Weitou became an orphan when he was a teenager, and he has not married or had children until now. Did you have any relatives at Old Weitou? Maybe it's the same as the corpse in the crematorium, no one has claimed it, but fortunately we still know who he is."

Somehow, after hearing Yuan Jun's words, Jiang He remembered what Old Weitou said to him.

It seems that Old Wei Tou has become a lonely ghost. No one will worship him, no one will remember him. Like the dead leaves that fell from the branches in autumn, they just disappeared into this world, and no one knew about it.

"Since there are no relatives, let's put it in the funeral home." Shao Lao said: "If you can't find it, it will not be sent to the medical school to benefit mankind, or it will eventually be cremated and become a handful of loess."

Jiang He looked at the corpse. Under the white cloth, the outline of Old Wei Tou's corpse was faintly visible.

This lonely ghost.

Jiang He said to Mr. Shao: "Zhang De told us that he has not informed Wang Guihua about Li Erdan, but Li Erdan did not go back to work or go home. According to Zhang De, Li Erdan contacted him later. Once, he decided not to go to work. And he also moved out of Huang's shed, and he didn't know where to live."

Shao Lao frowned and said to Jiang He, "If that's the case, let's take a trip. After the case is over, we have to see Li Erdan. The criminal consultant lived in the crematorium for so long, and he didn't He was discovered, but only Li Erdan discovered him, do you think there is no problem here?"

Jiang He nodded and said, "The crime consultant deliberately brought me here, and naturally he will leave some clues. This is his favorite thing to do, like playing hide-and-seek with us. I think, soon The crime advisor will meet us again."

Shao Lao nodded and said, "I think so too."

Several people drove to Wang Guihua's house, knocked on the door, and Wang Guihua opened the door.

Jiang He saw that the necklace Wang Guihua was wearing was gone, replaced by a few plasters.

"Are you here?" Wang Guihua asked everyone while letting everyone in, "Is there any news about Li Erdan?"

Jiang He nodded and said, "That's right, Erdan Li is not the murderer, he's just running away from something. Hasn't he contacted you recently?"

Wang Guihua shook his head.

A few people walked into the house, Jiang He pointed at Wang Guihua's neck and asked, "What's wrong with your neck?"

Wang Guihua touched her neck and said to Jiang He, "I don't know what's wrong, but recently there were a few green blisters on my neck. I pricked them with a needle and then put them on with plaster, so it should get better sooner. "