Netherworld Investigator Chapter 167: Tear-off diary

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I asked Sun Bingxin: "Is the internal organs still examined?"

She shook her head: "No need."

So I used a scalpel to cut open the sutures on the corpse's abdomen, and then stuffed the internal organs. Each organ was roughly in its original position and fixed with needles and threads. Huang Xiaotao asked: "Song Yang, what are you doing?"

I sighed with pity: "Let the dead leave a whole body!"

Sun Bingxin’s eyes are full of admiration: "Brother Song Yang, you are so kind."

I smiled. This is something that every work will do. After stitching back the internal organs, I took out a stack of yellow paper and burned it in front of the dead, and said softly: "A glass of rice wine respects the world, two high Xiang Jing ghosts and gods. Sweep out the dark night with the lamp, wash away the injustices and bring forth punishment in Song Dynasty!"

"Song Yang swears today in the name of Song Ci, the ancestor's criminal investigation officer, that he will be grievous for you, so you can go with peace of mind!" I clenched my fist.

I don't know if it was an illusion. There seemed to be waves of crying in the morgue responding to me. Everyone looked at the corpse and didn't speak.

After the autopsy, Wang Dali and Sun Bingxin left me temporarily. After leaving the Public Security Bureau, Sun Bingxin took my arm and said, "Brother Song Yang, you still owe me a meal!"

I said: "Next time."

Sun Bingxin pouted her mouth high: "Big Brother Song Yang, don't you want to go wrong? I finally came out today. I don't know when we will meet next time."

I replied helplessly: "Okay, let's go!"

We picked a Korean-style barbecue restaurant. Sun Bingxin was a little bird's stomach and didn't eat much. She kept chatting with me. One of us was a forensic doctor, and the other was a forensic doctor. In addition to our childhood relationship, we almost talked about everything.

Wang Dali couldn't speak, so he kept eating, eating several plates of beef rolls, dare to believe that I invited him to eat this meal.

It may be that the case just now created some psychological shadows for us, and we did not order pork belly tacitly.

After eating, we stopped at the station. When Sun Bingxin got on the train, she repeatedly told her that she must be notified of the progress of the case, and she would watch the abnormal arrest with her own eyes.

Two days later, Huang Xiaotao informed me that the case was progressing. Let's go there. The technical police confirmed the identity of the deceased through the face of the deceased. She was named Xu Xiaohui, a freelance painter. When I heard the name, Wang Dali and I were both stunned. Wang Dali cried, "Isn't it the female painter who disappeared last time?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "Yes, it's a coincidence that the book is the girl."

Xu Xiaohui in the photo is a pure and beautiful young woman, giving people a sunny and cheerful feeling. When I think of her appearance at death, I feel angry. What kind of abnormality can do this kind of thing!

Huang Xiaotao also investigated the data of all orthopedic hospitals in Nanjiang City. The police officers checked the list of medicines prescribed by Sun Bingxin one by one. After the investigation, a total of five hospitals had used all the medicines on the list recently. In other words, all five hospitals are suspected.

I said that I wanted to see the locations of these five orthopedic hospitals. Huang Xiaotao unfolded a full map of Nanjiang City, marked the locations of the five hospitals in turn with a board pin, and then shot the laser pointer at a location: "This is Xu Xiaohui's home."

I looked at the map and thought, Huang Xiaotao asked: "Shall we visit one by one?"

I said: "Don't worry, go to Xu Xiaohui's house first."

Huang Xiaotao called to Wang Yuan Dynasty, and the four of us rushed to Xu Xiaohui's house. The policeman Zhang who was patrolling saw us and said: "Officer Huang, why are you here? What happened to Xu Xiaohui?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "She was murdered."

Lao Zhang opened his eyes wide in surprise, and said with great regret: "What a kind girl, she greets me every time she meets me, and she leaves when she says it."

Lao Zhang spontaneously showed us the way. We came to Xu Xiaohui’s house. The house was clean and tidy. There were some sketches on the street and many books on the shelves. Huang Xiaotao asked Lao Zhang, “Who does she usually relate to? Closer?"

Lao Zhang said: "Her parents are both out of town. She is here to make money while studying while drawing. This girl is introverted, and she has never seen anyone with her. Boyfriend... I don’t seem to have heard of it. I've talked about it. By the way, should I inform her family?"

I immediately said: "Not for the time being!"

My daughter left the world in that way. I'm afraid her parents won't be able to withstand the shock. If you really need to ask questions, I won't let you know later.

We put on our gloves and started the search. There was nothing special in the house. Wang Dali suddenly shouted, "Yoko, I found this!"

He found a diary in the drawer, which recorded the owner's daily schedule. It seems that Xu Xiaohui is a person who is very good at managing time.

I took it in my hand and quickly looked through it. Xu Xiaohui disappeared on November 7, but when I turned to that page, I found that there was only number six, and a page was obviously torn off, and it was on a blank page. There is a beautiful handwriting that says: "Song Yang, don't investigate this case!!!"

I called everyone over to see, Huang Xiaotao took a deep breath and said: "Who is so supernatural, knows you will come here."

Wang Dali guessed: "Is it a threat left by the murderer?"

I groaned: "No, the murderer wouldn't do such superfluous things. Isn't he looking for death by leaving his handwriting? This person should be... the mysterious swordsman who attacked Lao Zhang that night."

Huang Xiaotao said: "Here is something wrong, why should I tear off the key page!"

I said: "The point is that he knows me and knows that I will definitely investigate this case."

I’m even more sure now that he is a bald-headed person. He told me to stay away from this case and it doesn’t seem like harming me, but who is he and why wouldn’t he show his face?

I turned a few pages forward. The schedule was full of ordinary schedules, but I unexpectedly discovered that the page on November 3 was also torn off. Does it have any meaning?

Thinking about it again and again, I said: "Did the deceased have seen the murderer on November 3? This person also tore up this page to prevent me from investigating it!"

Wang Dali said: "Song Yang, you are too smart, he is called trying to cover up."

Huang Xiaotao asked Wang Yuanchao to go to the telecommunications bureau to find the recent call records of the deceased. We stayed and searched again. In an old book, I found a photo of a middle school graduate. I thought that the deceased was introverted and did not communicate well. Maybe he still had contact with previous classmates, so I took the photo away.

Wang Yuan Dynasty was quick to do things. After we went downstairs, he had already returned in his car. He handed over a printed call log. On November 3rd, the same number called the deceased three times.

Wang Yuanchao said: "I asked someone from the Telecom Bureau, the owner of this number is Wu Li."

Huang Xiaotao dialed with her mobile phone, and Wu Li was shocked when she learned that Xu Xiaohui had an accident. She said that on November 3rd, her class had a classmate meeting. Because of the traffic jam on Xu Xiaohui's road, she made three urging calls.

This is a key clue. Huang Xiaotao asked Wu Li if she has time to meet now? Wu Li said an address.

We came there, the address is a coffee shop, the three of us entered the coffee shop, but Wang Yuanchao was standing outside, Huang Xiaotao said: "Why don't you come in?"

Wang Yuanchao put his mouth on the ‘No Smoking’ sign posted on the wall, and Huang Xiaotao smiled: "It’s really conscious!"

Wang Dali whispered: "Uncle Wang doesn't leave the body with tobacco and alcohol every day, aren't you afraid of cancer?"

Huang Xiaotao smiled faintly: "Don't worry about him, he died before he got cancer."

Wang Dali looked at Huang Xiaotao with stunned eyes. Huang Xiaotao said, "Am I wrong?" After ordering coffee, she ordered an extra latte and asked the waiter to deliver it to Wang Yuanchao, who was standing outside. .

Half of the coffee, a white-collar woman with short hair and a small bag walked in: "You guys are the police officers who want to see me? This is Wu Li!"

Huang Xiaotao asked her to sit down and ordered a cup of coffee. Wu Li thanked her in a small voice. She first asked how Xu Xiaohui died. Huang Xiaotao said that it was inconvenient to disclose the case, and then asked her about the situation during the class meeting that day.

Wu Li recalled that nothing special happened that day. Xu Xiaohui was relatively introverted when she was in high school, that is, she had a better relationship with a few girls, classmates, everyone talked and laughed, and she was gone after a meal.

I asked: "Is there any plastic surgery hospital among your classmates?"

Wu Li replied: "Yes!"