"Why are you here?" Looking at Zhou Wensheng entering the door, Wang Yanyan hurried forward to greet him.
"What is this?" When she walked out from behind the desk, she saw Zhou Wensheng pushing a trolley. There is a "sponge roll" tied up with a rope on the trolley.
Zhou Wensheng looked at Wang Yanyan solemnly, and whispered with a slight hesitation: "Some... should be regarded as some evidence."
"It's not that simple, right?" Wang Yanyan glanced at the "sponge roll", then looked at Zhou Wensheng's expression, and continued, "Why was the evidence sent to me?"
"This thing... is a bit scary, so be mentally prepared." Zhou Wensheng did not answer Wang Yanyan's question.
"Stop being so pretentious, can you still get me something that can scare me?" Although Wang Yanyan knew from Zhou Wensheng's expression that the thing wrapped in the sponge in front of him must be unusual, after all, it was a knife from the municipal bureau's forensic doctor. What scene have I never seen before?
As Wang Yanyan spoke, he pulled away the rope holding the sponge.
The sponge slowly stretched and fell to the ground.
The glass jar filled with eyeballs quietly looked at everything in the room.
"Old Zhou, you are a pervert!" Wang Yanyan looked at the glass jar in front of him and stepped back, "You are not joking like this!"
"I'm not kidding you." Zhou Wensheng sighed deeply.
"Where did all this come from?!" Seeing that Zhou Wensheng didn't seem to be joking, Wang Yanyan's expression gradually became serious.
Not to mention whether the eyeballs in the jar are real, even if it is just a fake bucket, the person who can create this thing can be called crazy.
"Searched from near Song Qiao's house." Zhou Wensheng bent down to pick up the sponge on the ground, wrapped the glass jar again, and tied it with a rope.
"I leave it to you to identify whether the contents here are true or false." Zhou Wensheng patted the glass jar lightly and said to Wang Yanyan, "Also, if it is true."
"Do you understand what I mean?" Zhou Wensheng paused and stared at Wang Yanyan. After receiving a nod from Wang Yanyan, he continued, "If it is true, I hope you can identify who they belong to."
"Don't worry." Wang Yanyan nodded solemnly.
After saying that, Wang Yanyan took the trolley, pushed the glass jar to the filing cabinet against the wall, and covered it with a piece of cloth.
"Come on, I'll take you to see the new guy."
The morgue of the Huzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau is right next to the forensic autopsy room.
As soon as I opened the door, I suddenly felt the air-conditioning.
Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but shudder.
Wang Yanyan opened a drawer that was filled with cold air and waved to Zhou Wensheng.
Zhou Wensheng waited for the cold air above the drawer to dissipate before stepping forward.
It wasn't that he was afraid of corpses, but that the shadow that the jar of eyeballs had brought to him had not completely dissipated.
"We have made simple repairs. Although the deceased's head did not hit the ground directly, there was still a collision on the side of the head due to the impact with the ground." Wang Yanyan briefly introduced the situation of the deceased.
"What was the cause of death?" Zhou Wen Sheng looked at the corpse in the drawer carefully. Through the thin layer of frost, Zhou Wen Sheng always felt that he had seen this face somewhere.
"The broken ribs pierced the internal organs, causing massive internal bleeding." Wang Yanyan looked at the young face in the drawer with some regret, and continued, "According to the teacher present at the time, when she was carried into the ambulance, she still had She was breathing, but for some reason, her vital signs dropped rapidly after receiving first aid in the ambulance, and her pupils were dilated before the ambulance even left the school gate."
"Wait a minute." Zhou Wensheng interrupted Wang Yanyan, "Didn't you say you have no eyes? Why do you say your pupils are dilated?"
"The blame lies here." Wang Yanyan sighed, "According to the memories of the doctors and nurses in the ambulance, they did check the deceased's pupils before the car left the school gate. After confirming that there were no signs of life after dilation, Then he was pronounced dead and covered with a white sheet. Then the ambulance drove back to the hospital and notified the local police station. The police at the police station recognized the inverse pentagram on the chest of the deceased and sent it to me."
Wang Yanyan looked at the corpse in the drawer, paused, and continued: "The first time I saw the corpse, I realized that it had no eyes. But all the people who came into contact with the corpse either didn't notice the corpse at all. Whether he had eyes, or he had no idea when the eyes disappeared. Now only the medical staff in the ambulance at that time swore that the eyes were still there when he was in the ambulance."
Zhou Wensheng nodded, looked at the body lying in the drawer again, and remained silent.
"What are you thinking about?" Wang Yanyan broke the silence.
"I always feel like I've seen her somewhere." Zhou Wensheng touched his chin and frowned.
"She is a student of Hu University. You have been to Hu University frequently during this period. Have you met her at some point?" Wang Yanyan reminded softly.
Zhou Wensheng stared at the corpse in the drawer carefully again, but his mind was so chaotic at the moment that he had no clue.
"Forget it, let's go out and talk." Zhou Wensheng decided to leave the dark and cold morgue first and find a warm place to drink a cup of hot water. Maybe he could slowly think of something.
Wang Yanyan pushed the drawer back, and the two of them left the morgue one after another.
"Where's the school? What does the school say?" Zhou Wensheng sat on the sofa opposite Wang Yanyan's desk, lit a match, and lit the cigarette in his hand.
I don't know whether it was because of the warmth coming from his fingers or the comfort of the tobacco, but Zhou Wensheng's tense spirit finally relaxed a little.
"Drink some hot water." Wang Yanyan handed over a glass of warm boiled water.
"Thank you." Zhou Wensheng took the water glass and held it in his hand.
The slightly scalding temperature spread through the glass throughout Zhou Wensheng's body.
Zhou Wensheng breathed a sigh of relief and signaled Wang Yanyan to continue.
"I don't know much about the school." Wang Yanyan took a sip of water, shook his head and said, "I seem to remember that it was your subordinate Zhang Jieyang who handled the reception."
Zhou Wensheng took a deep breath of cigarette, as if he thought of something, his brows furrowed tighter.
"I vaguely remember that you mentioned to me that there was a school teacher in the ambulance at that time?" Zhou Wensheng flicked the cigarette ashes.
Under the thick smoke, it was impossible to see his expression clearly.
"Yes, there was a teacher." Wang Yanyan lowered his eyes slightly and recalled looking at the steaming water cup on his left hand. "At that time, he also followed the car to deliver the body."
"Have you seen him?" Zhou Wensheng suddenly became excited.
"I've seen it before." Wang Yanyan nodded and continued, "But it was probably just a quick glance."
"Do you remember what it looks like?"
"Quite polite. No," Wang Yanyan paused and changed his words, "It should be said to be elegant."
