The busier and more chaotic, the more people in the Public Security Bureau went to find clues about the missing persons in the department. The head of the Xuanhu Public Security Bureau was named Xie Jiaren. After hearing the news of the report, Director Xie sucked his teeth. At that time, there was no way, so he planned to mobilize the civilian staff in Juli so that the criminal investigation personnel could be withdrawn to the scene of the crime.

However, the deputy chief Sun, the deputy director of the department, seemed to be particularly concerned about the case of corpse robbery. After hearing Director Xie wanted to mobilize civilian personnel, he immediately stopped him: "It's not me that Director Xie doesn't have to mobilize so many people. The comrades are helping us find people, so we should also do some efforts."

As he said that, Fatty Sun paused, looked back at Yang Xiao and the others behind him, then turned around and said to Director Xie: "We are all from criminal investigations, and now we are really itchy. If Director Xie believes it, we will go to the scene for the comrades of Xuan Hu this time. Maybe we are lucky and really find some clues."

Director Xie smiled and said, "How can you be so embarrassed? All leaders are here to supervise the disappearance case. Isn't this adding more burden to all leaders?"

Fatty Sun smiled and was about to speak, when Yang Xiao behind him suddenly whispered a few words in his ear. After these words, Fatty Sun's face changed. He looked back at Yang Xiao and said, "Old Yang, are you sure?"

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "I dare not say this, I am too confident, I'm sure - there are twelve points."

"That's about it." Fatty Sun nodded, and when he spoke to Director Xie, he was not so polite: "Old Xie, let's arrange it, we are going to the crime scene where the corpse stolen is now." Seeing Director Xie want to say something, Deputy Chief Sun added two more words coldly: "Now!"

Ten minutes later, Fatty Sun and his team, led by local police, arrived at the corpse-stolen morgue in the basement behind the Xuanhu People's Hospital building. When they arrived, there were only two female policemen from the local police station at the scene. They were standing under a street light behind the hospital building, waiting for the city bureau to arrive with horror. Not far from them, at the door of the basement, a half-large old man was lying on the ground on his back. His pupils had spread and there were white foam that had begun to shrivel in his mouth.

After seeing a police car coming, two female policemen hurriedly came over and saluted tremblingly, waiting for the news of their evacuation. But unexpectedly, the fat man who got out of the car didn't look at them, and opened his mouth and said, "Where is the person who reported the case? Has anyone been in the scene?"

The fat man looked like he was not a local person, but when he saw the sentence length that he got out of the car, he followed the fat man like a worm. The two female policewomen did not dare to neglect. One of them said a little bit more: "The person who reported the case was still in the clinic. He was frightened and could not ask anything now. He probably would be sent to the hospital later."

Speaking of this, the policewoman paused and looked at the old man lying on the ground with some timidity, then said with some trembling words: "We have been guarding here. Except for the person who reported the case, no one else went in from here."

Fatty Sun followed the policewoman's gaze, looked at the body lying on the ground, and said to the policewoman who was talking, "Thank you for your hard work, it's so cold that you'll still be freezing here. Okay, after taking us to the morgue, there's nothing you have to do with. When it's time to go home and go home to sleep."

When the two female policemen heard Fatty Sun's first half of the words, they breathed a sigh of relief, but after hearing Fatty Sun's last two words, the heart that had just fallen into their stomachs immediately rose to their throats. The female policeman who was just talking just now looked at the basement door tremblingly and said timidly: "It's just one door, just walk in. This, don't we both lead the way, right?"

"With so many of us, what are you afraid of?" Director Xie came over from behind and said to his two subordinates with a calm face: "Evil does not invade justice. You are policemen, what are you afraid of! What will your leader asks you to do? Just follow your steps. Lead the way forward!"

After the big boss of his family yelled, the two female policemen didn't dare to argue. They looked at each other, then turned around tremblingly and rubbed towards the basement step by step.

Wang Xiaoran, an investigator in the fifth room who came with Fatty Sun, couldn't bear to see it anymore. He leaned into Fatty Sun's ear and said, "Sun Ju, otherwise you'd better let them go back. No matter how you say it, you'll be two little girls. Don't see anything, you'll be scared."

Fatty Sun looked back at Wang Xiaoran and said with a smile: "I'm afraid of getting lost, so I'm going to find two people to take them away. I feel at ease." When Fatty Sun didn't mean to let the two female policewomen go, Wang Xiaoran had to give up.

When he saw the two female policewomen approaching the basement door, Fatty Sun followed with him. The lights were on in the basement, but this 15-watt small light bulb was better than not. In this environment, coupled with this dim light, it seemed more and more cunning.

The two female policemen held hands and walked to a position more than 20 meters away from the morgue. They really didn't dare to walk forward. The two hugged each other and started to cry. Fatty Sun was kind at this time, and looked at Director Xie beside him and said, "Old Xie, it's not me that I'm talking about you. You two girls are so scared, you have to bear it. Okay, this time, let you two girls go back early to rest. Poor, this time, this cold weather scares them so much..."

Director Xie almost swallowed his breath, and he had never seen such a shameless person. It was clearly what you said, so let them take us down!

However, Director Xie dared to make a fuss in his heart, and he still smiled on his face, and said to the two little girls who were still crying on the ground: "Okay, OK, Sun Juchang from the Ministry has pleaded for you. Then you two will go back. Also, don't go out and talk nonsense before the matter is finalized tonight."

The two female policemen then seemed to have received a special amnesty order, and they didn't care about saluting, and stood up and ran towards the exit of the basement. After the backs of the two female policemen completely disappeared, Director Xie remembered something. He slapped his thigh and said in a little annoyed manner: "I forgot to ask them the record of the case."

"Old Xie, you said the transcript." Fatty Sun laughed a few times and said, "It's not me that I'll say that, I may not believe that thing after reading it."

Director Xie didn't understand what Fatty Sun meant. When he wanted to ask a few more questions, Yang Xiao, who was walking in the front, had already opened the door of the morgue. After Fatty Sun and Yang Xiao met, Yang Xiao flashed and entered the morgue first. Wang Xiaoran and Lao Mo were behind him. Before Fatty Sun entered the morgue, he looked at Xie Juchang behind him and said, "Old Xie, don't come in here. Wait for us outside for a while, it won't take long, so we'll come out after a glance."

Xie Juchang didn't know what was wrong, but suddenly said, "Sun Ju, you will give us the police in small places a chance to learn." When he spoke, he took his two subordinates and squeezed into the morgue before Fatty Sun. Fatty Sun had no intention of stopping him. He looked at the backs of the three of them and smiled, and the last one followed him into the morgue.

After the medical reform in the past few years, except for the funeral home, there was only one morgue in Xuanhu City. Patients who died in other hospitals, or those who died accidentally, and even a few unknown bodies whose families were not found, were sent here to be resettled. Therefore, the scale of the morgue here is quite large, with two floors inside and outside, and sixty or seventy morgues.

In the morgue on the outside, a morgue where the corpse was stored was pulled out, and the corpse inside was nowhere to be hidden. This should be the scene where the corpse was stolen.

It was different from Xie Juchang. After Sun Juchang came in, he did not take photos, collect fingerprints, footprints, etc. to check the basic procedures for the scene. Except for the person named Yang who wandered around in the morgue, there was only the young man named Wang Xiaoran who took out an exquisite long box from his backpack. He took out a long incense stick from it. After lit it, he actually stood it on the ground in the middle of the morgue.

Xie Juchang never thought that the incense in the temple could still stand on the ground. He looked at it curiously for a few more times and said to Fatty Sun: "Sun Ju, I didn't expect that the style of your tribe is quite superstitious. Although our Xuanhu City is just a small place, we don't believe in this anymore."

Fatty Sun glanced at Director Xie with his eyes squinted, and said, "Old Xie, is this called respecting the dead? What is feudal superstition and respecting the dead? Can't you tell me clearly?" As soon as Fatty Sun finished speaking, he saw that Changxiang was standing on the ground, and the fragrant head suddenly exploded, and then Changxiang fell to the ground and fell into pieces.

Xie Juchang was not prepared, and in the morgue he was in now, he was always worried. He was so scared that he saw the incense head popping open. Just as Xie Juchang was about to ask, Lao Mo, who had not spoken much, suddenly walked to him and pushed Xie Juchang and his men to the gate of the morgue together.

At this time, Yang Xiao also walked out of the morgue. After glanced at the fragrant fragrance that had been broken into several pieces, he smiled and said, "It's okay, the yang energy here just now is a bit heavy, and it's not very good for those who are reborn. I'll pull the yin energy up and average it."

Fatty Sun didn't care about the balance of yin and yang. He looked at Yang Xiao and said with a smile: "Old Yang, where are they?"

"All of them are here, eight people in the second room are inside, one is a lot." As he said that, before Yang Xiao walked to a mortal yard, he reached out and pulled out the dead people inside. Fatty Sun and the others looked carefully. What kind of dead people were there inside? It was Xiong Wanyi, who was on the list of missing persons. He closed his eyes tightly, and his body was covered in frost.

Then, Yang Xiao pulled out seven mortal slabs in different parts, without exception, all of them were missing people from Room 2. Although they were in the mortal slabs, none of them were in danger of life, but they had just temporarily lost consciousness. After seeing this scene with their own eyes, Xie Juchang looked at Fatty Sun with wide eyes and said, "Sun Ju, what's going on?"
Chapter completed!