Medical mountains and rivers

I thought I could leave after finishing the notes, but I didn't expect Wang Min to leave without returning with his things, and even threw a bomb at him.

In the conference room, Song Chengqing was lying on the table, listening to the chatter of the people above him bored.

The man who claimed to be a certain security department finished his speech, looked around the audience, picked someone and asked, "What do you think, Daoist?"

Quan Song stroked his long beard under his chin, and said: "Pindao and others are only helping to deal with the female corpse, and the rest are helpless."

Song Chengqing pursed his lips, saw the man looking over, and quickly waved his hands, "I'm not professional, I'm still a wounded person." In order to prove that what he said was true, he deliberately picked up the crutches placed by the table to signal.

"Mr. Song, you don't need to be modest. You still found out about the matter of teaching Fou."

"That's right." Quan Liu continued, "It's a pity that Xiaoyou Song is thin, otherwise he would be able to catch evil on the same level as me."

His words made it clear that he mocked Song Chengqing for his false reputation, and he couldn't even deal with an ordinary person.

Song Chengqing retorted: "It turns out that Taoist Master Quan not only takes pity on evil spirits, but also treats me and other mortals with tenderness."

Let the female corpse escape twice, isn't it a waste?

"you!"

"Junior brother, proceed with caution." Quan Song stopped him.

Song Chengqing and these people looked at each other with disgust, and really didn't want to stay any longer, just about to get up, the door of the conference room was gently opened, and it was Wang Min who came in.

With a few folders in his folder, he walked over to the deputy director of the Municipal Bureau and sat down, looking at everyone with distrust.

"Director Yang, we investigated all the suspects' personal relationships, financial transactions, and action trajectories, and found that they all joined a chat group through the external network."

Wang Min paused, then continued: "Most of the suspects' data has been deleted, and we only found some clues on one of them's computer, but the suspect is very cunning and uses code words, which cannot be deciphered yet... "

The more Yang Ju listened, his expression became more serious: there was not even a single valuable clue.

"Has the female corpse been identified?"

Wang Min nodded, "I checked with Hemin City. She is a female worker in a local garment factory. Her name is Lu Fen. She has no children. Her husband died in an accident ten years ago, so no one has found her missing. .”

Quan Song and Quan Liu looked at each other when they heard the words, "In this case, my brothers and sisters will go to Min City for a walk."

"I'll send someone to follow you two." The man above said.

"Alright." Quan Liu glanced at Song Chengqing, who still looked lazy, as if he didn't take him seriously.

snort!

After seeing off the two veterans, the man from the security department looked at Song Chengqing and felt troubled.

"What does Mr. Song think of Fou Jiaojiao?"

"What do you think of the victim?"

"..."

Yang Ju rubbed the cup in his hand, took a sip, and said, "The relationship between Fou Jiaojiao and the victim may be the common ground that we can't find."

Song Chengqing propped up his chin, exposing the reddish-brown scar on his forearm, and asked, "The victims were all tortured before they died, and there were blood holes running through their chests. Isn't that what they have in common?"

"The victim was tortured before his death, and the cause of death was excessive blood loss. The forensic doctor speculated that the murder weapon should be a tube with a diameter of about three centimeters, but this is just a trick of killing—"

"No." Song Chengqing interrupted Wang Min's words.

"Circle tube, bloodletting, this method is more like a punishment." He still had his usual lax face, but his tone was very firm. "Fabricating teachings, brainwashing people with fear or awe, and controlling followers is exactly what cults do best."

"Perhaps a certain characteristic of the victim violated their teachings, so they decided to punish the victim." Song Chengqing lowered his eyelashes, and added: "More precisely, it is purification."

...Purification?

fuck it!Wang Min slammed his fist on the table, his chest heaved violently, he turned his head to look at Ju Yang, who put down his teacup and nodded to him.

Wang Min ran out quickly.

The door of the meeting room was closed again, Song Chengqing felt that he had nothing to do with him, and wanted to leave after taking the crutches.

The man in the security department stopped him: "Mr. Song, my name is Yan Xu, this is my phone number, please cooperate if necessary in the future."

Song Chengqing took the card, put it in his pocket without even looking at it, and said sincerely: "I remember the phone number, I hope we don't have the chance to meet, after all, your presence means disaster, and I prefer a peaceful society."

Yan Xu recalled it and smiled, "Mr. Song is right."

Song Chengqing limped out of the door and waved his hands without looking back: "I wish you good luck working overtime."

"..."

The victim's chest is the method of death and the cause of death.

Maybe it was a birthmark, maybe it was a scar, maybe it was a tattoo... whatever it was, it had been destroyed by the murder weapon, leaving only empty blood holes.

Such a private place is generally not revealed to the public, and even close people may not necessarily pay attention to it, and the crime is committed across provinces... Tsk tsk, the amount of work is exhausting enough.

Song Chengqing gloated and thought: Freelance work is better for health preservation.

It now appears that there are two groups of people involved in this case, one group is the police force of the public security agency, and the other group is Quan Song and others sent by the Taoist sect.

Besides, the female corpse appeared too abruptly.

Human beings belong to this world, ghosts belong to the other world, and corpses are the product of the separation of yin and yang. Logically speaking, they should have rotted and disappeared long ago. How can they still act independently?

That night, he didn't find any traces of possession or manipulation by it even though it was a car away.

In this case, he would not think of anything but chance.

Song Chengqing slapped his head, and couldn't help being annoyed: No wonder those two veterans interfered, the lovers had already thought of this level.

It's strange to say that this female corpse neither seeks revenge nor kills her, so what exactly is she going to "dongdong" and "dongdong" every day?

Song Chengqing had an intuition that the female corpse must have a story, and thought: Anyway, the police have already got so many clues, and they will soon be able to track down the real culprit behind the scenes, so you should go find Dali yourself.