[Rebirth] Bone Quest

After Qiao Yu found out that the corpse was abnormal, he didn't say anything, and continued to do the work at hand as if nothing had happened, but Cong Rong found out what was wrong immediately.He leaned against the door, looked at this side from a distance, secretly thinking in his heart, could there be something strange about Lin Xiang's death?

Both of them are smart people, and they didn't say much to each other, but they still have a tacit understanding after working together for so long.

Qiao Yu finished painting Lin Xiang's face symbolically, then turned to Lin Yuan who looked sad, and said, "Brother Lin, Xiao Xiang is still wearing a hospital gown, so it doesn't make sense. Did you bring any new clothes today? If he puts on it, it can be regarded as a little bit more beautiful."

Lin Yuan was still immersed in sadness, and he didn't react for a long time. Qiao Yu touched him and repeated it, and he suddenly recovered and nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, I just bought him a suit yesterday. New clothes, usually he always wears a uniform, and after a long illness, he changes it back and forth, which is this hospital uniform. He actually loves Jun very much, but he just doesn’t have a chance to take care of himself so..."

He was so choked up that he couldn't continue speaking, holding a set of unpacked clothes in his hand, his expression was clouded as if he was lost in memories.

Cong Rong couldn't bear to watch, and stepped forward to comfort him: "Xiao Xiang is with you, even if he is dressed in ordinary clothes, he is still handsome." He took the clothes in Lin Yuan's hand and handed them to Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu just raised Lin Xiang's right arm, but Lin Yuan rushed over as if stimulated, and pushed him away: "Don't touch him! Xiang Xiang hates strangers touching him the most!"

Qiao Yu didn't pay attention, and staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Cong Rong quickly rushed up to help him, "Brother, what are you doing, Ye Xing is also kind."

Lin Yuan lowered his head and said nothing, Wang Xiaojuan came over and said sadly: "I'm really sorry, Xiao Xiang's death hit him too hard, that's why he did such a thing, he didn't mean it."

Cong Rong understood Lin Yuan's mood, nodded and said nothing, but Qiao Yu silently looked at Wang Xiaojuan in front of him.She stood in a very ingenious position, not only well blocking Lin Yuan's expression, but also just blocking Lin Xiang's hanging right arm.

"Sister Xiaojuan is making things difficult for you. You have to work and take care of Brother Lin and Xiaoxiang. I see that your face is pale. Are you feeling unwell?" Qiao Yu asked.

Wang Xiaojuan shook her head with red eyes, "I'm just feeling uncomfortable, it's okay."

Cong Rong sighed, glanced sideways at Lin Yuan who was holding Lin Xiang behind her, and said, "Brother Lin is usually busy with work and takes care of Xiao Xiang, so he may have neglected you, sister-in-law, so don't take it to heart."

Wang Xiaojuan lowered her head, not knowing what expression was on her face, she smiled wryly: "It's okay, I'm used to it, and things will get better in the future."

Qiao Yu smiled, said a few words of comfort, and finally helped Lin Xiang tidy up and followed Cong Rong out of the hospital.

Sitting in the car, he was silent. Cong Rong held the steering wheel and glanced at him, sighed and said, "Say what the hell you're thinking of now, don't hide it from me."

Qiao Yu smiled, knowing that nothing can be hidden from Cong Rong's eyes, but now is not the time to tell him, "Once malignant lymphoma is infected, it is not surprising to die at any time. It's just that Lin Xiang's corpse is a little strange, I think it's a little strange."

"What did you find?"

"I remember that Ouyang Wei injured his foot a few days ago, and the whole foot was swollen like a steamed bun. You were the one who applied Diadajiu to him at that time. What do you think the swelling feels like?"

Cong Rong thought for a while, and said, "It feels like there are water and hard lumps inside. What does this have to do with Lin Xiang?"

"That's the problem." Qiao Yu pursed her lips and looked serious, "Normal edema mostly contains tissue fluid or blood, but there is a mass of gas in the edema under Lin Xiang's left cheek, which doesn't seem to be naturally produced by the body. I doubt……"

"It's murder, right?" Cong Rong smiled and interrupted Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "You also found out?"

Cong Rong turned the steering wheel and pursed his lips and said, "I don't have as much forensic knowledge as you, I just rely on my intuition. I remember very clearly that a few days before Lin Xiang died, Lin Yuan told me about Lin Xiang's condition. It is under control, and the recovery is not bad, and I have contacted an American expert, and I will be sent abroad for surgery in the next few days. Under such circumstances, it is a bit unreasonable for Lin Xiang to die suddenly. Although this disease can cause death at any time It's not unusual for Qiao, but... I don't know how to describe this feeling, but I think he may not have died naturally."

Qiao Yu nodded, "I'm not a medical student, and I don't have a deep understanding of tumor research. If I don't dissect the corpse myself, I really can't guess what the cause of death is, but Lin Yuan won't let us get any closer. Can..." He suddenly realized what he had said, and quickly shut up.

Cong Rong smiled clearly, and looked at him sideways: "Comrade Li Yexing, I know what you are thinking, want to secretly dissect Lin Xiang's body? Let me tell you, there is no door. Did he murder himself?" The police will decide that you, an ordinary citizen, should stay at home peacefully."

"You said that just a few days after I left the job?" Qiao Yu, whose thoughts had been guessed, gave Cong Rong a hard look.

"It's useless even if you just resigned just a second ago. If I say you can't go, then you can't go. Don't worry about this matter. I will let Qiji and the others investigate secretly. You just stay at home to heal your leg injury."

Qiao Yu snorted coldly, crossed his arms and looked at the receding scenery outside the window, and thought to himself: If I really want to go, you can't stop me.

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2:00 in the morning, in the dead of night.

Qiao Yu sneaked out of the room, leaned against Cong Rong's door holding his breath and pricked up his ears, heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the silence inside, picked up the suitcase and walked out of the room in the dark.

The night in early autumn was a bit chilly, he walked down the stairs quickly and suddenly saw a person standing in front of him.

A dark cloud passed by, and a few rays of moonlight just fell on the person in front of him. He leaned his arms on the handrail of the corridor in anticipation, and looked up at Qiao Yu: "Where are you going at this late?"

Qiao Yu sighed helplessly, whether this guy Cong Rong belongs to a mouse or not, how could he be caught by him at this time.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cong Rong came over and stood in front of him, "I knew I wouldn't let you go, and you would sneak away at night, why don't you just say no, you brat?"

Qiao Yu sighed, waved his hands and said, "Cong Rong, just pretend you didn't see anything and let me go. You said it yourself, you have always regarded Lin Xiang as your younger brother, and now he died for no reason. Don't you just let me go?" uncomfortable?"

"I will only suffer more than you, but this should not be your concern. Is the mortuary of the hospital the place where you break in whenever you want? If you are caught and sent to the police station, how do you talk to the police station?" Someone explain? You are still in the punishment period, and if you make trouble again, you might really go to jail."

As he spoke, Cong Rong grabbed the box in Qiao Yu's hand.

Qiao Yu held on tightly and did not let go, and said in a cold tone: "I have never cared about these things, I only do what I want to do, and I will take care of Lin Xiang!"

Cong Rong shrugged helplessly, grabbed the box and walked out the gate, Qiao Yu hurriedly followed, "What are you doing?"

Cong Rong suddenly smiled, and raised his hand to rub Qiao Yu's hair: "If you insist on going, I can only risk my life to accompany the gentleman. If I, a policeman, are caught by then, it will be easy to talk."

Qiao Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Are you serious?"

"Nonsense, you don't have to go if you don't follow up quickly." Cong Rong said lightly, but there was a smile on his face when he turned around.

The back door of the hospital was relatively deserted, and because it was close to the mortuary, no one would come here in a crazy night, so Cong Rong and Qiao Yu easily pried open the door of the morgue and slipped in.

Cong Rong looked around and found that this was a blind spot of the monitor, heaved a sigh of relief and followed Qiao Yu into it.

Qiao Yu found Lin Xiang's body according to his memory during the day. At this time, Lin Xiang changed into a new suit. The beige shirt and sky blue jeans paired with his swollen and out-of-shape face showed an indescribable feeling. weird.

Holding a small flashlight, Cong Rong took a breath and said in a low voice, "It's the place where you run in convulsions at night. I found that my mind has been trained by you to be as thick as a telegraph pole."

Qiao Yu glared at him, raised Lin Xiang's right arm and rolled up his sleeves, "If you talk so much nonsense, get out. Lower the flashlight, I can't see clearly."

Cong Rong shrugged and sighed helplessly: It's a realm for a wife to be so arrogant.

Qiao Yu picked up a sharp scalpel, held up a magnifying glass and carefully examined Lin Xiang's arm skillfully. The inside of the elbow, which was slender but covered with bruises and ulcers, was full of needle holes. It could be seen that he died before he died. How long have you been in treatment.

At this time, he found a relatively fresh red needle hole in the basilar vein, and he raised the knife without hesitation to cut open that piece of skin.

"...It's really like this..." Qiao Yu's eyes widened, and he took a deep breath.

Cong Rong leaned over and whispered, "What did you find?"

Qiao Yu pursed her lips, pointed to a blood vessel under the skin and said, "This blood vessel is the right vein, you should lower your head and take a closer look."

Cong Rong took a magnifying glass to check it bit by bit, and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice: "Why are there so many bubbles in here? What do these have to do with the group of bubbles under Lin Xiang's left face?"

Qiao Yu looked at Cong Rong solemnly and said: "As long as there is air entering the right vein, a large number of air embolisms will be generated in it, and these air will pass through the right axillary vein along the direction of blood flow, and the right clavicle The inferior vein and the superior vena cava enter the right atrium. The heart is constantly contracting, and when the air enters it, it will be impacted into countless small air bubbles, which hinders the return of venous blood to the heart, and also hinders the input of blood to the pulmonary artery. If the bubbles gather too much, people will die from suffocation."

Cong Rong seemed to understand but didn't understand what Qiao Yu said about the right axillary vein and the superior vena cava. "Ye Xing...can you communicate with me in Chinese?"

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes, "In a word, Lin Xiang didn't die from malignant lymphoma, but someone deliberately murdered him, injected a lot of air into his body, and suffocated him to death."

Cong Rong's eyes dimmed in an instant, and he was about to speak when suddenly there was the sound of footsteps at the door. Although it was very slight, it was enough for Qiao Yu and Cong Rong.

Cong Rong quickly winked at Qiao Yu, and instantly turned off the flashlight. Qiao Yu nodded and threw the things into the box, put down Lin Xiang's sleeves, carried him into the box, and quickly locked the door.

"This way." Cong Rong grabbed Qiao Yu's hand and nimbly turned over the cabinet. Qiao Yu quickly dodged to follow. In the dark, the two cooperated seamlessly without words.

As soon as Qiao Yu got into the back of the cabinet, there was a sound of picking the lock, and then the door opened quietly.

"Crack, crack, crack, crack..." The sound of leather shoes hitting marble tiles came, and Qiao Yu and Cong Rong held their breaths and listened.

There was only a sound of shuffling and pushing and pulling the box. The man lifted something out of it, and Qiao Yu poked out one eye to check.

In the darkness, one can vaguely see a tall man holding a corpse and whispering softly: "Xiangxiang, brother is here to see you... Do you miss brother? Brother loves you... loves you forever..." A kiss fell on the lips.

Qiao Yu covered her mouth and looked back at Cong Rong: How could it be Lin Yuan!