It’s a Bit Early To Cross

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Chu Heng and the others had two tasks this time. One was to take the body back for an autopsy. The Feng family did not resist this, and could even say that they were very cooperative. This was not difficult.

Second, I want to visit Feng Yongchun's relatives, friends, neighbors, and colleagues, carefully explore his life trajectory, and look for suspicious places in the clues. The workload is a bit heavy, and the police force is tense. Don't expect results in three or five days.

As a result, they split up again. Jiang Zhuolin led Chu Heng and a public security comrade in the bureau to take the corpse back, while the rest led the police station to visit the relevant personnel.

"Come on, big guy, take the hand and get Mr. Feng's body into the car!"

"Uncle He, please find us a room. Taking advantage of the crowd today, let's ask the big guy about the situation."

"It's scattered, the irrelevant people go out quickly!"

After assigning the task, Jiang Zhuolin and the others took action, asking questions, carrying corpses, and the yard was a mess for a while.

Chu Heng's task is to lift the corpse, and he has no burden in his heart for this. He wondered what kind of dead ghost he had never seen on the battlefield back then?

This little scene is drizzling!

This guy followed Jiang Zhuolin with a relaxed expression to the lacquer-red coffin under the spirit shed, which was full of depression and solemnity. Then, with the help of the Feng family and a few sturdy men, he slowly lifted the coffin board. Son.

"dad!"

"Woooooo! Dad, my daughter is not filial, and it has disturbed your old man!"

"Woooo, grandpa!"

As soon as the coffin was opened, the children and grandchildren of the Feng family rushed up in tears.

Close and distant, basically at a glance!

Of course, it does not rule out good acting skills.

After placing the coffin board on a plate, Chu Heng looked curiously at the carrying body in his eyes, and couldn't help grinning.

Gee!

It's kind of scary!

His lips were purple, his face was blue, his facial features were weirdly twisted, one of his two palms was placed in front of his chest and the fist was clenched tightly, and the other was slightly raised into a chicken claw shape. On the whole, he felt that the old man had experienced a lot of pain before his death. of.

"Something's wrong!"

Chu Heng looked at the corpse and murmured, and his brows slowly wrinkled.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhuolin looked over suspiciously.

"Go back and talk."

Chu Heng shook his head lightly, and went up to lift the corpse together with the others, and because there was a corpse here that could not be exposed to sunlight, they found another roll of white cloth to wrap the corpse, and only a few people left. Work together to load the old man's body into the car.

The back seat of the Volga has a lot of space, and it is easy to stuff a stiff body.

After fixing the corpse, they didn't leave immediately.

Jiang Zhuolin turned to look for the police officers who were in charge of the questioning, and wanted to explain something.

Standing beside the car, Chu Heng looked thoughtfully at the corpse covered in white cloth. After a while, he suddenly turned and walked towards the Feng family who were still crying in the spirit shed.

"On the day Mr. Feng died, did someone live with him in the same room?" He approached the Feng family and asked.

The boss of the Feng family, who was comforting his younger sister, heard the words and quickly stood up and said, "It's my mother, what's the matter, comrade?"

Let's go and try it. 】

Chu Heng hurriedly asked, "Where is the person? Can you show me the old man?"

"It's in the house, come with me."

The boss of the Feng family turned his head and led the way, followed by Chu Heng.

a while.

The two came to a room north of the east wing.

There was a hardwood bed in the house. At this time, an old lady with gray hair was sitting cross-legged on it and wiping her tears. Next to it, there was a police officer from the police station holding a small notebook and asking something while recording.