Chu Heng and the others came here with two tasks. One was to take the body back for autopsy. The Feng family did not resist this, and could even be said to be very cooperative. This was not difficult.
The second thing is to visit Feng Yongchun's relatives, friends, neighbors, and colleagues, to carefully explore his life trajectory, and to look for suspicious clues. The workload is a bit heavy, and the police force is tight. It is estimated that there will be no one. Don't expect results in three to five days.
As a result, they divided into two groups again. Jiang Zhuolin led Chu Heng and a police comrade from the bureau to take the body back, while the rest led the police station police to visit the relevant personnel.
"Come on, help me get Mr. Feng's body into the car!"
"Uncle He, please find us a room. While there are many people today, we can ask the big guys about the situation."
"It's over, it's over. Anyone not involved should get out immediately!"
After assigning the tasks, Jiang Zhuolin and the others took action. They asked questions and carried the corpses. The courtyard was in chaos for a while.
Chu Heng's task was to carry the corpse, but he didn't feel burdened by this. What kind of dead ghosts had he not seen on the battlefield?
This little scene is drizzling!
With a relaxed look on his face, this guy followed Jiang Zhuolin to the red and red coffin that exuded depression and solemnity under the funeral shed. Then, with the help of the Feng family and several strong men, he slowly lifted the coffin board. Son.
"dad!"
"Ouch! Dad, my daughter is unfilial and has alarmed your old man!"
"Aww, grandpa!"
As soon as the coffin was opened, the children and grandchildren of the Feng family rushed towards it with tears in their eyes. Some had runny noses and tears, while others couldn't help but cry.
You can basically tell the difference between closeness and distance at a glance!
Of course, this does not exclude those with good acting skills.
After placing the coffin board on a plate, Chu Heng looked curiously at the corpse inside and couldn't help but grin.
Tsk tsk!
It’s a bit scary!
His lips were purple, his face was blue, and his facial features were strangely distorted. One of his two palms was placed in front of his chest and clenched into a fist, and the other was slightly raised into a chicken claw shape. Overall, it felt like the old man had experienced a lot of pain during his lifetime. of.
"Something's wrong!"
Chu Heng looked at the corpse and murmured, his brows slowly wrinkled.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhuolin looked over in confusion.
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
Chu Heng shook his head gently, then stepped forward and lifted up the body with the others. Because there was a body here that could not be exposed to sunlight, they found a roll of white cloth to wrap the body, and then a few people They worked together to move the old man's body into the car.
There is a lot of space in the back seat of the Volga, and it is easy to stuff a stiff corpse into it.
After fixing the body, they did not leave immediately.
Jiang Zhuolin turned around and went to the police officers responsible for questioning to explain something.
Chu Heng stood by the car and looked thoughtfully at the body covered with white cloth. After a moment, he suddenly turned around and walked towards the Feng family who were still crying in the funeral shed.
"On the day Mr. Feng passed away, was there anyone living in the same house with him?" he came closer and asked the Feng family.
The boss of the Feng family, who was comforting his sister, heard this and quickly stood up and said, "It's my mother. What's wrong, comrade?"
Come and try it quickly. 】
Chu Heng asked hurriedly: "Where is he? Can you take me to see the old man?"
"It's in the house, come with me."
The boss of the Feng family turned around and led the way, followed closely by Chu Heng.
A few moments.
The two of them came to a room to the north of the east wing.
There was a hardwood bed in the room, and an old lady with gray hair was sitting cross-legged on it, wiping her tears. Next to her, there was a police officer from the police station holding a small notebook, asking questions and recording things.
"This is my mother." The boss of the Feng family pointed at the old lady and said to Chu Heng.
I'm not blind, there is a second old lady in this house...
Chu Heng secretly vomited in his heart and couldn't lift it up. He said to the policeman who asked the question: "Comrade, can you stop for a moment? I have a few words to ask the old lady."
The police comrade thought he was from the bureau, so he quickly stood up and gave up the bench: "It's okay, you can ask."
"You smoke a cigarette first."
Chu Heng handed him a cigarette, pulled up the bench and sat down. He asked the old lady who was almost blind from crying in a warm voice: "Auntie, I want to ask you, didn't you hear anything last night? ?”
"No!"
The old lady wiped away her tears, and with a cry in her voice, she patted her thigh and said, "Why did this old man just leave so quietly? How can I live alone? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Woo..."
Seeing that the old lady was a little agitated, Chu Heng sat patiently and waited for a while. After she calmed down a little, he then asked, "How is your sleep?"
The old lady was probably tired from crying, so she lowered her head feebly and said softly: "I'm old, I sleep lightly, and I wake up when there is the slightest movement."
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation! My condolences, Auntie."
After receiving the answer, Chu Heng stood up, returned his position to the police at the police station, turned around and left the house accompanied by the boss of the Feng family.
When he came to the yard, the boss of the Feng family looked at his family members who were still crying. He couldn't help but his eyes turned red. Gritting his teeth, he pulled Chu Heng and asked: "Comrade, do you think my old man was really killed?" ?”
"It's possible."
Chu Heng didn't dare to say anything. After comforting him, he hurried out of the courtyard.
At this time, Jiang Zhuolin was already waiting for him by the car with the police officer who had followed them back. Seeing that he finally came back, Jiang Zhuolin frowned and complained, "What did you do, kid?"
"I found something wrong and asked for confirmation. Let's get in the car and talk about it."
As he spoke, Chu Heng took out the key, unlocked the car, and got into the cab.
"What the hell is this kid doing?" Jiang Zhuolin walked around to the passenger side and got into the car with a confused look on his face.
The police officer reluctantly got into the back seat and went to keep company with Old Mrs. Feng.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
The car started, turned around, and drove straight towards the Public Security Bureau.
When they reached the main road, Jiang Zhuolin couldn't help but ask: "You just said you found a problem, what happened."
Chu Heng looked forward and pointed at the body behind him with one free hand: "I don't know if you just noticed that the old man's expression looked a little painful, and judging from the look of his two palms, he seemed to have struggled before he died. .”
"Found……"
Jiang Zhuolin's eyes suddenly lit up halfway through his words: "You are trying to say that Feng Yongchun did not die instantly, and there could be no movement before his death, but his family did not notice it at all!"
"You, the director, are really not a jobber." Chu Heng couldn't help but glance at him, and then said: "And I just asked Feng Yongchun's wife that her sleep was not good. The slightest movement would Can wake up."
"There's a problem!"
Jiang Zhuolin said thoughtfully: "There were obvious signs of struggle on Feng Yongchun's body, but the old lady didn't hear any movement. Moreover, the hospital said that the person died the day before yesterday... Could it be..."
"The body was moved into the house later!" Chu Heng suddenly said.
"right!"
Jiang Zhuolin nodded, then frowned: "But it doesn't make sense. This is a corpse and not a small object. There must be a lot of movement when it is moved around. How can we do it without disturbing the Feng family?"
"Don't you know there is something called drug in this world?" Chu Heng, who has learned the true story of Xuan Yangzi, said with a strange smile.
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