ghost stories

Standing in front of the window, Meng Fanyu looked at Lu Yuan downstairs who ran to the side of the road to take a taxi like a black dot.

There is a kind of person who is the scariest. They have no beliefs, no worries, no belief in ghosts and gods, and no sustenance.

Although Lu Yuan thought Meng Fanyu's words were scary, dual personality?Own?But this is not what he is thinking about now, what Jiang Zhiming said to him on the phone is what he is thinking about.

"The female corpse in the back room has a problem with the time of death. It was not at the same time as the other 13... Come here, it's a little weird."

Jiang Zhiming is an old forensic doctor with rich experience in pathological identification.When Lu Yuan was first assigned to the technical department, Jiang Zhiming took him. It has been a few years since the first time he appeared on the scene with him. It is the first time that there is obvious doubt and uncertainty in his voice like today.

Lu Yuan's mind was a little confused.

This female corpse is different from other corpses. Lu Yuan had already noticed it when he was at the scene. At that time, he could not accurately judge the time of death, so he focused on the wound of the female corpse. He did not expect the time of death to be different. question.

He also thought of the liquid sprayed from the mouth of the female corpse, and when he contacted Jiang Zhiming, could it be...

Lu Yuan basically trotted through the hall of the identification center. The autopsy room was in the back building, and he needed to pass through a corridor of nearly 50 meters.There are seven doors in this corridor, one of which is a toilet, and the other six are the coroner's room.

Jiang Zhiming was in the innermost room. When Lu Yuan opened the door and entered, he was looking dissatisfied at the two forensic medicine interns who had just been assigned, a man and a woman.

"There is something a hundred times uglier than this. There is a carrion over there on the [-]th. It has been soaked in mud for more than four months. You have to go to see that, and you have to cry when you come back. Thank you. I only let you see this. .”

"Learn a bit," Jiang Zhiming pointed to Lu Yuan who was changing clothes, "You can give him a plate of pig intestines now, and he can eat it here."

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, thinking that I don't have that much appetite, but he still cooperated: "Well, except for the difference in appearance, humans and pigs are similar inside."

The girl immediately raised her hand to cover her mouth.

"Come and take a look." Jiang Zhiming beckoned, motioning Lu Yuan to look inside the female corpse.

The female corpse rushed forward, and the huge penetrating wound on the chest and abdomen had been cut open with a scalpel.Lu Yuan walked over to take a look, and immediately found out the problem. He looked up at Jiang Zhiming in surprise: "It's been dead for at least two weeks."

After saying this, both of them fell silent.

This is theoretically impossible.

Judging from the color and texture of the skin of the female corpse, the time of death was indeed within 30 hours. Could it be that the internal organs decay so much faster than the appearance?

Lu Yuan pressed his fingers on the skin of the female corpse, but couldn't figure out why.

"There is no food in the digestive system, and the rest of the corpses are the same. They were killed after eating dinner, and the degree of food digestion is roughly the same," Jiang Zhiming pointed to the side, "but something strange was found in her stomach."

A yellow spherical object.It looked like a yellow liquid wrapped in transparent plastic, and Lu Yuan immediately remembered the mucus sprayed out by the female corpse, which looked very similar.

He stretched out his hand to pick it up to have a look, Jiang Zhiming reminded from the side: "Take it lightly, it will break if you touch it, one of them has already been broken."

"Sent to the physical evidence department?" Lu Yuan stopped his hands and bent down to observe.

"Well, the report will be out in a week."

"After it's broken...does it smell?" Lu Yuan stared at the thing.

It is really impossible to tell what it is just by observing it with the naked eye. It looks like a super-sized essential oil capsule.He glanced at the little girl who was hiding behind Jiang Zhiming and peeping at the corpse, and felt that if he said this idea, the girl would never use essential oils again in her life.

"Strong corpse smell," Jiang Zhiming frowned, "This thing gives me the feeling that it is a capsule containing a pack of corpse water."

After the girl heard this, she turned around and ran out of the autopsy room, and rushed into the toilet.

Corpse stink.

In this way, the yellow mucus sprayed out by the female corpse at the scene should be the same as the thing that flowed out after the ball burst.Why did this woman eat such a thing?Is it voluntary or forced?Did the thing smell this way to begin with, or did it rot over time?Are the inconsistent signs of death inside and outside the corpse related to this kind of thing?

A series of questions churned in Lu Yuan's mind.

He picked up the phone and dialed an internal number to the Physical Evidence Department: "Look for Peng Anbang."

"Tell me what's going on, I'm so busy." Peng Anbang complained after picking up the phone.

"The thing you just sent over, you get it for me first, I'm in a hurry here."

"Brother, everyone is so urgent now. Everyone is in a hurry. We haven't eaten lunch here. It's time for dinner soon. I don't think we have time for dinner..."

"Bang Ge, you can help me produce a report within three days, and I'll give you a material." Lu Yuan interrupted him.

"What material?"

"A woman has been dead for half a month, but she is still living with her family, and no one has noticed anything unusual." Lu Yuan thought for a while, and made some nonsense with the female corpse in front of him.

"What's the matter?"

"The thing sent for inspection is a clue, how about it?"

Hearing this, the intern boy looked at Lu Yuan in horror, turned around and went out, and also rushed into the toilet.

"Young man, do you have any ideas?" Jiang Zhiming watched Lu Yuan put down the phone and asked.

He will do this when he encounters a problem, listen to Lu Yuan's thoughts.This is not a cliché, or a test for those who have been in charge for several years.The reason why he wanted to hear Lu Yuan's thoughts was because of the young man's calmness that was beyond all instincts.He will not be bound by appearances, and can often find new sudden breakthroughs when facing a dead end.

"I have no particular idea. I think the current focus should be on this capsule, some kind of substance that can accelerate the decay of the corpse... But this can't explain why there is no food in her body."

"Hmm..." Jiang Zhiming found a chair and sat down. The two interns returned to the autopsy room, their expressions were not very good. It depends on the autopsy report, how do you say I write it."

"Should I report on Monday? There is still a problem with the knife wound, and there is not enough time." Lu Yuan was still standing in front of the female corpse, staring at the wound on her body.

"Tell me." Jiang Zhiming also found that the knife wound was different from the other 13 corpses, or in other words, the wounds on all the corpses were very strange.

"She was self-harming."

"Well, the direction of the knife is different."

"But the speed and strength are the same... Isn't this strange? If she committed suicide after killing her own family, how could she be the same? Cutting others and cutting herself so hard? Also, the penetrating wound , I haven't figured out what caused it, the real cause of death should be that wound..."

"Isn't this the X-Files..." The male intern suddenly interjected, and after he finished speaking, he felt that it was a bit embarrassing to say it from his own mouth, so he stopped and turned his head away.

Lu Yuan nodded his head. He poured himself a glass of water, sat next to Jiang Zhiming, and remained silent.

There are not so many Xs, and all phenomena have a reason. The reason why they have no clue and look so weird must be that they have overlooked some details.But where is it?Before Peng Anbang's report comes out, there is still a lot to do.

"I work overtime at night." Lu Yuan said after taking a sip.

"Come early tomorrow, think about it at night, your complexion is not very good," Jiang Zhiming frowned, and when Lu Yuan came in, he noticed that he was not in a good mood, so he reached out and touched Lu Yuan's forehead , stood up, "You have a fever."

"Really?" Lu Yuan also touched his forehead. He seldom has a fever, to be exact, he seldom gets sick. Now he doesn't feel any discomfort, "No, I don't feel it."

If you don't feel uncomfortable, then you don't need to rest, this is Lu Yuan's idea.

"No, you have to go back and rest!" Jiang Zhiming resolutely rejected Lu Yuan's overtime request. He didn't understand why Lu Yuan insisted on it. He really didn't look like a workaholic, and he couldn't see that he was interested in this job. What a love.

"But what can I do when I go back?"

"Take a break, and think about how to write the report by the way."

When Lu Yuan was sitting in the car going home, he was not thinking about the case as he imagined. He was miraculously depressed.

Go home and rest.

Go home, to which home, to what home?

Among the sea-like lights that are more than stars at night, which one belongs to you?Which lamp is there someone waiting for him to come back?

He is not afraid of being alone or losing, but he is afraid that if one day he is gone, no one will cry for him.

Who will remember who I am.

I don't even remember who I am.

Su Mo sat beside the tea table in the patio, quietly looking at the teacup in front of him.

The tea water is very dark green, like a bottomless lake.He tapped lightly on the surface of the tea with his fingers, and the water in the cup rippled like a lake surface touched by the wind.

He liked this atmosphere very much, all the tenants did not come back, and he was the only one in the huge yard.

If possible, if there is only one person in the world.

Thinking of this, Su Mo smiled and took a sip of tea.

This is of course impossible, because Lu Yuan is pushing open the courtyard door and walking in.

"You're back." Su Mo leaned on the recliner, tilted his head and smiled at him.

Lu Yuan suddenly felt like crying.

I am back.

Lu Yuan's eyes darkened and he fell to the ground.