to comfort the sun

"Please explain clearly, what does it mean that Wang Qinqin is dead?"

Sun Fuzhou retracted the leg that was about to step forward, turned back, strode to Shen Yuan's side, looked at him condescendingly, his eyes filled with bewilderment.

"It's literally." Shen Yuan looked at him without evasion, his eyes were dark, as if soaked in ink, "She just had a car accident, the police called me..."

Sun Fuzhou didn't quite understand and asked back: "Just now?"

He just came over from the food stall, didn't there be a car accident nearby?

At this moment, Sun Fuzhou didn't care about the quarrel with Shen Yuan just now, he directly pulled Shen Yuan up from the sofa, his movements could not be called gentle, but he still put down his strength intentionally or unintentionally.

Without even thinking about it, he directly squatted down in front of Shen Yuan: "I'll carry you on my back."

Shen Yuan hit his back with his injured leg, but he didn't have any strength at all: "What kind of back, I just said, it's not that fragile."

Sun Fuzhou's face turned red and then turned pale, but in the end he stood up without saying anything, and stretched out his hand to hold Shen Yuan with a dark face.

It was the traffic control brigade under the jurisdiction of the Xishui District Bureau who rushed to deal with Wang Qinqin's car accident, and the traffic police in the brigade also called.Sun Fuzhou took advantage of his position to directly obtain the photos of the scene of the car accident. He drove the car and directly threw the phone to Shen Yuan, and then specially warned: "Don't look around."

Shen Yuan nodded obediently, and opened the file.

It is said that Wang Qinqin was still alive when she was in a car accident. She died on the way to the hospital. After the ambulance drove past, the hospital had no choice but to take her back to the mortuary, and then contacted her family to claim her.

Of course, Wang Qinqin's family was in a special situation, there was only one father left in a vegetable state, so they directly found the nearest contact person, Shen Yuan, in the address book.

The photos of the scene that Sun Fuzhou got were not like the coded photos in the hands of netizens, but clear frontal close-ups, recording the case.

There are some car accidents in life, the victim may be involved in the wheel, or dragged and other injuries of varying degrees, the scene will be very bloody.It was a taxi that hit Wang Qinqin. After she was hit and flew, her arm was crushed by the wheel, so the person in the photo had her arm crushed all day long.

When Shen Yuan saw 15-year-old Wang Qinqin lying in a pool of blood, he couldn't help but cursed in a low voice.

Sun Fuzhou thought that he had a deep relationship with the little girl and couldn't accept it for a while, so he kindly comforted him: "My condolences will change."

Shen Yuan returned the phone to Sun Fuzhou, he was really not in the mood to read the rest of the content.

From home to the hospital, the distance is not long at all, plus Sun Fuzhou's driving skills are wild, and he is lucky, the green light all the way is smooth, after arriving at the place, Sun Fuzhou went around to the co-pilot, trying to help Shen Yuan down .

Shen Yuan leaned on the crutches he had bought online before, and brushed his hand away.

Sun Fuzhou glanced at his face secretly, he was very calm, but there was an indescribable feeling that the rain was about to come.

Worried about him while cursing himself secretly, it's really cheap, obviously he had quarreled with others before, and it didn't take long for him to follow up, hot face to cold ass.

Shen Yuan had been to this hospital before, so he knew the way, and he walked all the way to the nurse's station.

"Hi, I'm Wang Qinqin's family member."

The nurse was taken aback by the man who suddenly appeared, but she quickly remembered who Wang Qinqin he was talking about: "Okay, wait a moment."

The little nurse resolutely put down what she was doing, walked out of the nurse's station, then went straight to a man wearing a traffic police uniform not far away, reached out and patted his shoulder, the man turned his head, and the two followed What did you say.

The young traffic policeman followed the nurse, looked Shen Yuan and Sun Fuzhou up and down, and said solemnly: "Please follow me."

The morgue is on the first floor of the basement. It's a bit gloomy and cold. It's one of the most frequently seen scenes in ghost movies.

The little nurse was somewhat resistant to this place, and she was reluctant to follow in when she reached the door. Sun Fuzhou often came to this place because of his work, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.It's just... He glanced at Shen Yuan beside him from the corner of his eye. The man kept a straight face from the beginning to the end, his facial features were tense, and he followed him without saying a word.

I don't know my mood.

The traffic police who led the way went straight to the morgue where Wang Qinqin's body was parked. Wang Qinqin was covered with a white cloth, but her head was not covered.

"Family members please come in and confirm."

Sun Fuzhou's fingers touched Shen Yuan's arm, and they split instantly: "Go."

His impression of Wang Qinqin was still the same as the first time he saw it at the city bureau, and he didn't dare to cry when he was pointed at his nose and scolded.She is well-behaved, sensible, and pitiful. He doesn't have much contact with her, but he really likes her. After all, in Zhao Song's case, the key given by Wang Qinqin also counts as a contribution.

Her family background is not good, but her grades have always been very good. The children of poor families headed home early, so she has been trying to keep her family's expectations in mind.

It is embarrassing for a girl who works so hard to lie here cold and alone.

Shen Yuan walked over slowly, poking his crutches on the concrete floor once and again, making a crisp sound. The sound echoed in the empty morgue, and each hit hit Sun Fuzhou's heart. .

He suddenly remembered the scene he saw when he arrived at Shen Yuan's house. He thought it was the man who was bluffing people with mysterious melancholy and sadness, but in fact, the situation at that time should be that Shen Yuan suddenly heard Wang Qinqin The news of death is just a moment of confusion and innocence.

Just like now, he is standing beside Wang Qinqin, but looking at him from afar.

Sun Fuzhou tried his best to make his voice sound stable: "What's wrong?"

Shen Yuan looked down at the girl's neck, there was a bruise on it: "Can I ask for an autopsy?"

His voice was a little trembling, Shen Yuan couldn't help but gather up his clothes, he thought he was too cold.

Sun Fuzhou looked at him in embarrassment, logically speaking, Shen Yuan had no right to request an autopsy for the deceased, and Wang Qinqin's close relatives were also gone.

Shen Yuan knew what he was worried about, so he said, "Come here first and have a look."

Sun Fuzhou walked over without knowing why, and then looked along where his finger was, there was a pinch mark on the girl's fair and tender neck at some point, a little blue, not very serious.

Sun Fuzhou had been a criminal policeman for several years, and he knew all about these injuries. He could tell at a glance that they were artificially pinched. Of course, Wang Qinqin couldn't hit him so hard. His first reaction was that Wang Qinqin was bullied by the school.

He immediately looked back at the accompanying traffic policeman: "I remember she ran a red light..."

The traffic policeman nodded quickly: "Yes, we checked the surveillance cameras and the dash cam of the vehicle that caused the accident. The accident is indeed the little girl's own fault."

Immediately afterwards, Sun Fuzhou turned his head to look at Shen Yuan: "She didn't intend to seek death, did she?"

Shen Yuan gently covered Wang Qinqin's face with a white cloth: "I don't know, so I request an autopsy."

Sun Fuzhou sighed, what is all this?

After coming out of the hospital, both Shen Yuan and Sun Fuzhou got into the car. Sun Fuzhou sat in the driver's seat, resting his elbows on the window, holding a cigarette in his hand, squinting his eyes, and violently Take a breath.

Shen Yuan sat in the co-pilot and also looked out the window without saying a word.

With the last puff of cigarette left, Sun Fuzhou snuffed out the cigarette butt and asked, "Do you have to do an autopsy?"

It took Shen Yuan a while to raise his head, his voice was muffled, as if he had just fallen asleep: "Didn't you see everything?"

There is an unusual pinch mark on the neck.Because Wang Qinqin was still an underage girl anyway, Shen Yuan didn't lift her clothes to see, and didn't let Sun Fuzhou lift them.

So he didn't dare to think about what was under his clothes.

Sun Fuzhou said shyly, "I thought you would choose to let her rest in peace."

Many family members of the deceased whose cause of death is unknown are like this, clamoring not to have an autopsy, afraid of disturbing the cleanliness of the deceased after death, afraid of receiving a fragmented corpse, and of course, some of them are also afraid of guilty conscience.

Shen Yuan doesn't care about both, but he cares more than anyone else.

Shen Yuan said in a cool tone: "Purity is not for the dead, but for the living."

They are not for the purification of the dead, but for their own purification—conscience, guilt, sadness, people actually cannot stand the torment of these negative emotions.

Shen Yuan paused, turned his face to the car window, and said awkwardly: "Although I'm also afraid, I'm afraid of hearing bad things from the forensic doctor."

Sun Fuzhou stared at him blankly, the word "fear" came out of Shen Yuan's mouth, it didn't seem to match, he shouldn't have something to be afraid of.

At some point, he had already imagined Shen Yuan as an omnipotent existence.

Seeing that he did not speak for a long time, Shen Yuan suddenly asked: "Do you know why I am so nice to Wang Qinqin?"

Sun Fuzhou shook his head, actually he also wondered about this matter.

A character like Shen Yuan has nothing to do with Liang Shan, so when he raised Wang Qinqin, Sun Fuzhou was frightened.

"Actually, I made a mistake." As Shen Yuan said, he felt that the statement was a bit funny, and he couldn't help grinning, but the smile soon disappeared, "Wang Longhai didn't have to die, if I killed him earlier He got it back."

It was the first time for Shen Yuan to confess to Sun Fuzhou the inside story of the previous case, about his role.

Sun Fuzhou frowned, wary of his jaw-dropping words: "What do you mean?"

"...At that time, I had already found Wang Longhai, but the people under me were too stupid and lost track of me, and I clearly guessed who did it, but I couldn't stop it." Shen Yuan told the story. When I was young, I liked to smoke, and I smoked very fiercely. In just a few words, a cigarette has been burned to the end.

Sun Fuzhou said dryly, "It's not your fault."

"It's my fault." Shen Yuan looked at him without blinking, "Because of me, Huang Mao was used as a gunman, and because Wang Longhai became cannon fodder, so in other words, I was the one who pushed them to kill them."

"You're not." Sun Fuzhou hastily denied, "You're just..." powerless.

He didn't want to finish talking, Shen Yuan had already tried to get things back, so he was so eager to catch Zhao Song.

But no one can ignore the deaths that have already been caused.

"So, please help me."

Shen Yuan smiled at him slyly.

Sun Fuzhou turned his eyes away, his heart was crackling like a pack of Coca-flavored popping candy had been poured out.