Requiem Chapter 56: The Peeled Face (2)
"Tell me, what's going on with this fingerprint?" As soon as Yin Hun stepped into the house, Ouyang Xue couldn't wait to point at the window with an expression that showed that he would be rewarded if he confessed.
"Can't I put down the glass and say hello to Lao Zhang before I leave?" Yin Hun had long been resentful of Ouyang Xue's unreasonable behavior.
"Of course you can, but how could it be such a coincidence that you were the last person to see both of them on the night they were murdered? And the problem is precisely..."
"In the entire scene, apart from the deceased, there is only your fingerprint!" Ouyang Xue raised her chin aggressively.
"I came here yesterday to get my personal belongings. Before I left, I found something strange in the security booth, so I kept an eye out. But at that time, the fog was too heavy and I couldn't see what was going on inside. So I tapped on the glass and said hello to Lao Zhang. When I saw that he was fine, I left. These two girls and the driver can all testify." Yin Hun didn't have time to play detective games with Ouyang Xue here. He said a few words quickly and entered the scene.
The whole room looked like it had been soaked in blood for three days and three nights, with splattered spots and a fishy, pungent smell everywhere. If Ouyang Xue had not been there, he would have even had the illusion that he had entered the wrong room and traveled to the Avici Hell.
"The forensic doctor actually determined that it was a recurrence of a heart attack?" Yin Hui seemed to have heard the funniest joke of the century. "My dear Inspector Ouyang, I have to accuse and report you. This guy must have not eaten for three days, and his eyes must be full of hunger. He can still be a forensic doctor with this level of ability, it's really... outrageous."
"It's like this." Hearing Yin Hui's repeated sarcasm towards her colleague, Ouyang Xue was not angry for the first time: "This old man Zhang had a relapse of heart disease, and he was skinned...skinned after he died."
Ouyang Xue had said so, Yin Hui didn't want to care about it anymore, he just asked: "Can I take a look at Lao Zhang's body?"
Hearing this, Ouyang Xue's face immediately showed a trace of horror. She shook her head gently, but did not directly answer Yin Hun's question. At the same time, she turned her head to glance at the corner, as if she was worried that Lao Zhang would suddenly jump up like a zombie.
Yin Hui observed that when he asked this question, everyone in the room had a look of deep fear on their faces, and they all tried to stand as close to the wall as possible to keep a distance from the corpse.
Yin Hun looked at these people in a strange way. The room was lit by a dim light from an old bulb, which made Yin Hun feel very uncomfortable. He tried to open his eyes wide, and felt that his eyes were about to explode with pain. Although it was daytime and it didn't matter whether the lights were on or not, Yin Hun still couldn't see the faces of the people around him. Those people's faces were blurry, as if they were all flat pictures, without eyes, ears, mouths and noses, as if this security booth was completely isolated from the outside world. One was bright and clear, and the other was as dark as ink.
At this time, a gust of wind blew in from outside, and the incandescent bulbs hanging on the beams were shaken, and the light kept swaying, as if it was fighting a battle of territory with the severe winter. Everyone's shadow was reflected on the mottled walls around, forming huge overlapping black shadows. The shadows on the wall were sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes long, sometimes short, constantly changing, as if they were secretly dancing their favorite dance behind their owner's back.
Yin Hun asked again, but there was still silence in the room and no one answered him.
"Forget it, just lift the bed sheet and take a look for yourself!" Ouyang Xue finally spoke, then took a deep breath. Her pretty face turned slightly pale, as if she had gone through a fierce ideological struggle before she said this.
Yin Hui looked at the people in the room with terrified expressions on their faces. Could a dead body really be so scary? Yin Hui wanted to laugh at these timid policemen, but he couldn't laugh because he knew that everything takes time to adapt.
When I first came to the funeral home and worked as an assistant under Lao Zhao, I once encountered a murder case. A couple who had just broken up were arguing fiercely in the room. During the argument, the man actually pushed the woman down from the ninth floor. The woman screamed and fell heavily on the hard concrete floor. Her head was broken and she died on the spot. Blood and brains were all over the floor. Although Yin Hui had practiced some courage at the time, he couldn't hold it back and vomited on the spot. In the days that followed, he had no appetite for several days. He kept thinking about the scene in his mind. His spirit became very fragile, and sometimes he even felt afraid when he went to sleep.
After nearly half a year of training, Yin Hui has become more and more calm and sophisticated. He is no longer the young man who couldn't eat when he saw a corpse. Now in his eyes, the corpse is just a gift waiting to be decorated, and it is no longer the source of fear. Maybe the mood of these policemen now is the same as mine back then?
The wind stopped, the light bulb stopped shaking, and the light stabilized again, shining on everyone. Yin Hui then remembered that he was only here to see Lao Zhang off, not to study the attitude of the people here towards corpses, so he came to the corpse and was about to reach out to uncover the bed sheet. At this time, the wind blew again, and the edge of the bed sheet kept swaying, as if it was about to float off the corpse.
"Close the door."
Ouyang Xue turned her head and gave an order to a young policeman next to her.
The young policeman immediately ran to the door and slowly closed it. His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of waking something up. Despite this, the rough iron shaft still made a crisp "creaking" sound, which was so harsh in this silent room, making everyone present feel uneasy.
The young policeman shuddered, and it was obvious that he was also startled by the sound. However, his movements were still as slow as before, and the "creaking" sound kept echoing in the security booth, as if calling out to the sleeping ghost.
At this time, the fat policeman next to him couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed forward and slammed the door shut. Because he used too much force, the door suddenly hit the door frame, making a loud "bang" sound, as if the whole room was shaking constantly. The people in the room suddenly felt a shock in their chests, and at the same time a sore feeling rose from the temples and gradually spread throughout the body. Some people couldn't help but put their hands on their heads. Ouyang Xue turned around and stared at the fat policeman, and the other policemen also cast a blaming look at him. The fat policeman knew that he was a bit reckless just now. Like a child who had done something wrong, he lowered his head to avoid other people's eyes and silently returned to the place where he had just stood.
Yin Hui didn't want to delay any longer, and was about to remove the white cloth from the body when Ouyang Xue suddenly stopped him: "Wait a moment."
Yin Hui's hand stopped in mid-air. He raised his head and looked at Ouyang Xue in surprise. He asked in confusion, "Officer, do you have any other questions?"
Ouyang Xue's expression changed, and she waved to the others in the room and said, "You all go out first!"
Ouyang Xue's words were very authoritative. The policemen and forensic doctors who were still collecting evidence left the room one after another, including Zhao Deshui and others. Ouyang Xue and Yin Hui were the only ones left in the room. Seeing the policemen leaving in a panic and a sense of relief, Yin Hui felt as if they had been expecting Ouyang Xue to say this.
"Is this okay now?" Yin Hun asked.
Ouyang Xue nodded, Yin Hun smiled in a suggestive way, then grabbed a corner of the white cloth and waved his hand back vigorously, like a flag-raiser of the national flag guard. The shroud flew up into the air and landed at Ouyang Xue's feet. Seeing the body on the board, Yin Hun was so shocked that he took several steps back. On the board was a dry body, or to be more precise, a mummy. At this time, Yin Hun suddenly remembered that he always felt something was wrong. When he first saw the body covered by the bed sheet, he felt that the body was too thin and small, and it was impossible for it to be the body of an adult, but who would have thought that the body lying under the bed sheet was a mummy?
If it was just a dried corpse, Yin Hun wouldn't have had such a big reaction. Over the years, Yin Hun had come into contact with all kinds of disgusting corpses, whether they were dismembered or torn apart by accidents. He had no feelings towards them, or was just slightly allergic. But the remains of the security guard Lao Zhang in front of him made the fear that had dissipated in Yin Hun's heart gather again, like a roaring flood.
The skin of the corpse's head from the neck up was peeled off, revealing a bluish-white skull and dark red muscles, like a terrifying picture composed of white and red. Although the blood plasma that had flowed out of the artery had dried up, the eyes were wide open. Because the eyelids had also been cut off, the two eyeballs were completely exposed.
Yin Hui had never thought that human eyeballs could be so big, just like two big ping-pong balls. Lao Zhang's jaw was also extremely open, completely beyond the maximum extent of a person's mouth, as if he was going to tear his face apart. In his open mouth, two rows of white teeth glowed with a faint blue light under the light. Although he was skinned, it was still clear from his distorted face that Lao Zhang's expression was extremely terrified and frightened, as if he had experienced something extremely painful and frightening before his death.
Looking at the big '3' written on the glass, Yin Hun shook his head and felt inexplicably panicked. He didn't know whether it was because of the fear of the unknown murderer or the sadness that Lao Zhang died so miserably.
"What time did you leave yesterday? Did you see anyone suspicious?" After leaving the room, Ouyang Xue straightened her police hat and pressed the recorder on her chest. To be honest, from the beginning to now, although she had been making things difficult for this guy, she didn't doubt Yin Hui at all. This kid, humph! Even if he had the guts, he wouldn't dare to do such a perverted thing.
"You're doing this again." Yin Hui was already tired of fighting back, so he replied unhappily, "It was already completely dark when we left, but I don't know exactly what time it was."
"As for the suspicious people, haha! You know the details of this place. At night, you can't find a living person even with a lantern."
"Didn't you meet anyone?" Ouyang Xue still didn't give up. This serial murder case was an opportunity and a threshold for her. If it could be solved successfully, it would naturally give a warning to those who secretly pointed fingers at her. If there was no progress, even if the higher-ups didn't pursue the case for the sake of face, she, Ouyang Xue, would not have the face to continue to be the inspector of the serious crime team.
"No." Yin Hun answered very straightforwardly, which made Ouyang Xue angry.
"By the way, Grandpa Yin Hui, didn't we see a vendor selling wontons on the street? His voice was so scary! After being scared by him, I don't even dare to eat it." Shen Feifei rolled her eyes, as if she remembered the strange thing that happened last night.
"Ah! That's right, that's what happened, the woman who was running the wonton stand in the middle of the night." Yin Hui was startled, "And... and she kept shouting 'human meat wontons', 'human meat wontons'!"
"The woman carrying the wonton stall, human wontons..." After muttering twice, Old Zhao seemed to suddenly remember something, and his half-closed eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp electric light. Sun Faxue and Qian Fang looked at each other, a little at a loss. At this time, it can be clearly seen that Sun Faxue's right hand hidden behind his back was trembling slightly, his knuckles moving up and down, and his face was covered with a layer of light green air.
"Human meat wontons?" Ouyang Xue gasped: "Did you hear it wrong? It should be pork wontons, or vegetarian wontons!"
"No, I heard it clearly, it's human flesh!" Yin Hun said firmly, his tone became firm and cold.
"There must be something strange here. Maybe it's the murderer in disguise. But why is he so ostentatious? Isn't this a contradiction?" Ouyang Xue held her chin and fell into thought.
"That's your business!" Yin Hun spread his hands and pushed it away.
At this moment, Lao Zhao patted him on the shoulder and interrupted the silence: "Boy, the director wants us to report to the new factory. It's getting late. Let's go! Don't disturb the police comrades at work."
"Well, okay! Let's go." There was no point in staying here anyway. Instead of wasting time , it would be better to do something useful. I don't know how many corpses are waiting for me to see off in the new factory.
"Hey, Yin Hun, come up! Let's report together." A familiar voice came from behind. Yin Hun turned around and it was the old boy Qian Fang. Qian Fang was over 40 years old this year, but because of his personality, Yin Hun still liked to call him 'old boy'.
