Chapter 585

Jiang Heng's eyes are shining, and the back of his head suddenly jumps. He feels like he is about to crack.

The skeletons in front of him and the fear on Cheng Hang's face not far behind him remind him that there is something wrong with this case.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temple. He breathed a long sigh of annoyance, shook his head and said, "check first, then others."

Even though he had experienced it, he still didn't want to recognize it.

How can there be so many ghosts and gods in this world! It can only be human!

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Guan Liaoyang pondered silently for two seconds and nodded. Beckon his subordinates to transport the remains out.

"Be careful, don't leave clues behind."

It takes a lot of time to clean up a wall.

After staring at him for a while, Jiang Heng turns and walks towards Cheng hang.

Cheng Hang's whole body is stiff and upright in the same place. He breathes deeply and tries to calm himself down. However, the pictures replayed in his brain make him unable to calm down.

He couldn't figure out why he saw those things?

Clearly is not know the person, why can constantly appear in his mind?

Why do you feel like you have no experience?

His uncontrollable body trembled. In a trance, he lost his ability to think.

"Are you all right?"

The sudden temperature of the arm suddenly pulled him back to reality.

Cheng Hang is shocked. His eyes are wide and his eyes are about to fall off. He turns his head to look at the old man, gasping for breath.

Jiang Heng saw the fear in his eyes, his heart smothered, and his eyelids jumped: "what do you see?"

Cheng hang grabs his wrist with one hand, and unconsciously tightens it. The other hand is waving in a panic. His throat is like a dying tuberculosis patient, and he keeps making a "ha ha" sound.

Jiang Heng's heart was affected by him. He could not help but feel uneasy. He sank his eyes and said, "what did you see in the end?"

Cheng hang feels the temperature of the living man from the palm of his hand. He stares and takes a few deep breaths. He almost uses all his strength to open his mouth and stammer a few words.

Jiang Heng spelled out what he saw from his fragmentary words. His eyes were not from a flash: "are you sure?"

Cheng hang can't help nodding.

Jiang Heng's face became a bit ugly.

Even though he does not want to admit it, Cheng Hang's description of the body is close to the facts.

As for the cause of death, it is not known for the time being.

A voice in his heart reminds him that Cheng Hang is right.

He looked at the situation in front of him with some headache and didn't know what to say.

The brain is in a mess and the headache is about to crack.

After a long time, Cheng hang finally calms down a little, and finds that when he is pulling Jiang Heng's wrist, he hesitates a little, but still doesn't let go.

He tugged tentatively.

Jiang Heng's body trembled invisibly for a moment and turned back.

He suddenly on the man's dark eyes, heart can not help a jump, but also feel uneasy, unconsciously swallow a mouthful of saliva, throat up and down surging range is a little big.

"Are you afraid?"

Jiang Heng asked in a deep voice.

Cheng hang nods without hesitation.

"I heard of this when I was a child. It's called the soul of the dead!"

His roaring voice was magnified infinitely, and all the people present could not help turning their heads to look at him.

For a moment, his heart pounding and pounding almost burst out of the chamber, and he pulled Jiang Heng's hand and couldn't stop tightening.

The man slightly ate pain, can not help frowning, but still bear the temperament did not take back his hand, the voice and cold two points: "this, the world, the world, on, no, there, ghost!"

Word after word, with a bit reluctant, more like to convince themselves.

Cheng hang shakes his head, his eyes twinkle, with a little water light, indicating that he does not believe it.

"What did I see just now?"

"It may be that pictures you accidentally saw before suddenly come to mind under some strong stimulation. You think it's the illusion you just saw. "

Cheng hang Dun lives, Leng Leng asked: "what strong stimulation?"

"I saw my roommate die. In addition to the rumors around, give you a deep impression. When you see the dead, you can't help thinking. The subconscious response of the brain makes you "see" what you want to "see."

Jiang Heng's steady voice slightly smoothed the wrinkles in his heart.

Cheng hang opens his mouth. Some unclear words are stuck in his throat. He is very difficult to spit out. Finally, he lowers his head and is silent.

Seeing this, Jiang Heng felt relieved.

His words of persuading Cheng hang are not convincing himself.

There was enough chaos on the scene, and he didn't want to make any more. As for the other possibility, he didn't want to deny it from the beginning!

Guan Liaoyang handled the scene and gave Jiang Heng a look.Jiang Heng nodded and told his colleagues to surround the scene and left with Cheng hang.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he decided to take Cheng hang back to the Bureau.

For the so-called trouble, he did not know.

In short, it's just a feeling. We should keep people under our noses to feel safe.

Jiang Heng arranges Cheng hang to live in the hostel in the Bureau, and gives his mobile phone number to the other party.

"Call me if you think of anything, or if you feel dangerous. Anything will do. "

Cheng hang didn't expect that he would be so interested in himself. After recording down his mobile phone number, he asked "can anything be done?" after he got the positive answer from the other party, his restless heart finally had a trace of peace. Some farfetched pull up the corner of the mouth to smile, said a "thank you.".

Jiang Heng waved his hand, saying that he was welcome. This was what he should do. He also told the other party that he should pay attention to safety and so on. Then he turned around and left.

Leaving the hostel, he went straight to the forensic room.

Jin Rui heard the sound of the door, subconsciously looked back, "you are here."

Jiang Heng nodded and said in a stuffy voice, "what's your discovery?"

"As in the initial examination, he died of asphyxia without obvious trauma. The time of death was five days ago."

"It doesn't match the confession!"

Jiang Heng's voice did not feel a bit agitated.

Before he could speak again, his mobile phone rang.

He frowned, and then he said in a sharp voice, "what's the matter?" the more he listened, the deeper the wrinkles in his brow.

Jin Rui is sensitive to the fact that his breath is not right. He stops his action unconsciously and gets up to look at him.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and gave each other a questioning look.

Jiang Heng hang up the phone, some impatient low voice burst a rude.

"I have had Xiayu's whereabouts checked in recent days. He was expelled from the express company three days ago for delivering the express

Jin Rui said, "that is to say, he was still working three days ago."

His hand, gently touched the autopsy table.

Although Jiang Heng didn't want to admit it, he had to nod.

Even if Cheng hang has made a mistake about Fang Yu's activities due to some external reasons, then the express company must not make mistakes. One point, so many people, it is impossible for everyone to read it wrong.

Moreover, according to the person in charge of the express delivery point, Fang Yu seemed to have been possessed by a ghost two days before he was dismissed. He was in a trance. He didn't communicate with people or speak. He didn't even have extra facial expressions on his face. Finally, he was expelled without any emotional changes.

This is not in line with Fang Yu's character.

Jin Rui looked at the more and more ugly face in front of him, but he still didn't hold back his mouth and said, "it seems that you don't want to recognize it, but you have to recognize it."

The words of gentle persuasion, to Jiang Heng's ears, were like sarcastic remarks, which made his mood explode instantly.

"I don't believe it! I can solve a case without all that mess! Hurry up, I'll wait for your autopsy report

He said in a deep voice. Regardless of Jin Rui's reaction, he turned around and left.

Jin Rui didn't expect that he would have such a big reaction. He was slightly surprised. He sighed helplessly. He shook his head and bent down to continue his work.

Jiang Heng went back to his office and asked his subordinates, "what did you ask from the surrounding residents?"

The subordinate nodded.

"The introduction of the same-sex lover mentioned by Cheng Hang is known to all the residents who have lived around for a long time. Some old people, I've seen them before. "

One of the old people was deeply impressed by the same-sex lovers and his story was more complete.

It turns out that the two men eloped here from another city. When they came, they were both young. One was twenty-one, and the other was just coming of age.

The beginning of the day, very difficult. It was not easy for them to look at two and a half year old boys, so they would both reach out and help. But when they discovered the relationship between them, their eyes changed.

At that time, their lives had improved, but the exclusion of the surrounding residents made them feel more difficult.

The little boy, I guess, couldn't hold on. When I saw you again, I didn't see him raise his head again.

Suddenly, one day, they seemed to disappear.

It was the old man who first discovered it.

In a stormy night, he suddenly heard a few shrill calls in his sleep, and was suddenly awakened. After that, he did not think much about his nightmare. When he recalled the next day, he only felt that the voice was a little like that young man.

He felt uneasy in his heart, so he paid more attention to it, but found that after that day, he never saw the youth appear again.

About a month later, the landlord couldn't get the rent and found that there was no one at home.

The room was clean, and there was a message on the refrigerator saying that he had left in an emergency.At that time, the landlord felt that the taste of the house was a little strange, but the man had left, so he didn't think much about it and went on renting again.

After that, the next person to check in was Cheng hang.

"Have you asked the landlord for their identities?"

Jiang Heng asked.

The other party nodded and gave him a dirty, crumpled piece of paper: "this is found by the landlord. There was a copy of one's ID card on the back of the contract signed by the two."

Jiang Heng took it and looked at it.

Mo Xuan was born on September 21, 199X. If nothing happened, he would be thirty years old, from Tongcheng.

He frowned slightly.

Yan Bai is also from Tongcheng.

This

He shook his head in silence, trying to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind.

"Have you checked your identity?"

"We are contacting Tongcheng for assistance."

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