Talk About The Case

The next morning, Lin Xin and Leng Yu got up early in the morning, and they went to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. The unopened "Dark Night" was still on the table.

Leng Yu and Lin Xin sat side by side, leafing through the morning newspaper provided by the hotel. There were not many people in the restaurant, but when Lin Xin raised her head and looked around, she could faintly hear the sound of flipping through the newspaper.

Lin Xin glanced at a middle-aged man in a tie and black suit sitting nearby. He was intently looking at the headlines of today's newspaper.

Afterwards, Lin Xin looked at the men and women at the other dining table. They were also reading the headlines of the morning paper. Sure enough, the headlines in the newspaper attracted these residents, and the murder of night owls has spread throughout the streets.

At this time, Lin Xin's cell phone rang. She turned on the phone and read the message. The message came from Officer Lu: "Which of you can come to the hospital morgue? Yang Liqing's family members are here."

Lin Xin quickly replied to him: "I will be there soon."

Leng Yu watched Lin Xin replying to the news, put down the newspaper in her hand, turned around and asked, "Is there any news?"

Lin Xin took the phone back into her trouser pocket and drank the rest of the coffee in a hurry. The warm coffee flowed into her stomach along her throat, warm, but her heart sank.

She knew that the morgue was definitely not ordinary sadness now, and it was not the first time she had encountered such a miserable situation.

If there were homicides in the past, the family members in the morgue would always cry so much when they collected the body, and Lin Xin would also be affected by their sadness.

"Yang Liqing's family came to the morgue." She said calmly.

"Okay, let's go." Leng Yu put away the newspaper, stood up and walked out of the hotel door with Lin Xin.

Lin Xin and Leng Yu took a taxi and went to the police station first. Officer Lu was waiting for them at the door long ago. Leng Yu turned to Lin Xin and said, "We'll go to the morgue first, and I will stay here."

As he said, he raised the "Dark Night" in his hand.

Lin Xin nodded and said, "Okay."

It is a tacit understanding.

Officer Lu looked at the interaction between them, a little surprised, but he didn't have time to ask so much.

He drove with Lin Xin to the hospital. The two came to the morgue together. From a distance, they saw a few men and women in casual clothes standing at the door of the morgue, and several medical staff including forensic doctors on the edge of the morgue were also standing there, watching their mouths slightly open and close, and wanted to come. Is asking for all the details.

When Lin Xin walked towards them, she thought she would hear bitter tears, but she didn't. The outside of the morgue was uncharacteristically calm.

When Officer Lu approached them, the medical staff saw him coming, nodded at him, and left. Officer Lu took a deep breath and walked to the crowds of men and women. One of them, a handsome young man raised his head, and Lin Xin glanced at him, a little dazed.

Obviously, the man also saw her, and hurriedly walked forward and said: "It's you." After all, he looked up at her behind, as if he was looking for someone.

Lin Xin saw that there was a mist in his eyes, and apparently she had already cried just now, and she was very curious about the relationship between this person and Yang Liqing. She quickly glanced at the other men and women beside her, and saw that one of them was Zhao Jiaren, whom Leng Yu had mentioned. Next to him stood another tall young woman with similar eyebrows to Zhao Jiaren who was standing next door.

Lin Xin raised her eyes to Zhao Jiajun and said, "Mr. Zhao, you and Yang Liqing..."

When Zhao Jiajun heard her mention Yang Liqing's name, his eyes were red again, and he choked with sobs: "When I was young, I lived with her. She can be regarded as my half sister."

Officer Lu walked to their side and said: "So, are you here to collect the body?"

At this moment, an elderly person next to Zhao Jiajun stood up and nodded to Police Officer Lu, saying: "Yes, we did come here to collect the body. Yang Liqing's parents used to be our housekeepers, but her parents Later, we both died in a car accident and we adopted her when she was very young. At this moment, there is no one else in her family, so we came here to deal with her funeral."

Lin Xin looked at the old man's appearance somewhat similar to Zhao Jiajun, and asked, "This is..."

The elder smiled and said, "My name is Zhao Chengxu, the head of the Zhao family." He reached out and shook hands with Officer Lu and Lin Xin.

Police Officer Lu let go of his hand and said, "You should know when you want to come. Yang Liqing was murdered and died, so the forensic department cannot allow you to retrieve her body for the time being. We must conduct further investigations for her. And anatomy, I can’t give her to you for the time being, I hope you can understand. However, now that you are here, I think you might be able to come forward to recognize the corpse."

These men and women belong to the Zhao family. Lin Xin knew from them that the relationship between these men and Yang Liqing was very shallow, and even though they didn’t cry on the spot, their faces were full of grief and mist, and she must be extremely uncomfortable. .

After Zhao Jiajun and others listened to Officer Lu's words, they walked into the morgue together. At this moment, the forensic department had already cleaned up Yang Liqing's body, and if so, I could still vaguely hear the exclamation inside.

After that, I heard intermittent sobs coming from inside, mixed with the voices of a few people.

Officer Lin Xin and Police Officer Lu stood at the door of the morgue. Just as Lin Xin was about to speak, a shout came from inside: "Come here, Mrs. Zhao fainted!"

Police officers Lin Xin and Lu rushed in and saw Zhao Jiaren and Zhao Jiajing supporting an older lady. It was Zhao Chengxu who called out.

"Quickly, help mom into the hospital!" Zhao Jiajun shouted.

At this time, a staff member not far from the morgue proficiently pushed out a wheelchair, and everyone worked together to put Mrs. Zhao on the wheelchair.

This situation often happens, so officers Lin Xin and Lu have long been surprised at such scenes.

"Brother, I'll take mom to the hospital first." After that, Zhao Jiajing pushed Mrs. Zhao out of the morgue.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she had cried just now.

"Jia Jing, I'll fetch medicine from the nurse there later, I'm afraid my heart can't bear it." Zhao Jiajun said.

Zhao Jiajing nodded, and when he passed Officer Lin Xin and Lu, she gave them a sad smile.

Lin Xin stepped aside and let them pass by, then turned her head and nodded to Police Officer Lu.

Officer Lu knew, he coughed slightly, walked up to Zhao Jiajun, and said, "Mr. Zhao, you have also seen that this time the murderer brutally killed Yang Liqing. In order to find the murderer, we have something to ask you, hope You can cooperate."

Zhao Jiajun quickly replied: "Okay."

"It's too much trouble to go back to the police station. Why not just be in the hospital cafeteria?" Lin Xin asked.

No one had any objections to Lin Xin's proposal.

They then walked out of the morgue. Lin Xin looked around and suddenly saw a young woman standing not far from the morgue. After she and Lin Xin looked at each other, she bowed her head again.

However, no one else seemed to notice the existence of this woman, and everyone walked forward without paying attention.

Lin Xin keenly noticed that the woman had just raised her footsteps, and after seeing the Zhao family, she withdrew again.

In this short moment of looking at each other, Lin Xin found some kind of abnormal sentiment in her eyes.

So what kind of situation can make a woman's eyes full of sadness and sorrow?

Because just now, Lin Xin clearly saw the young woman's eyes are red and swollen, her expression wilted, two lines of clear tears still falling silently, her brows furrowed, her eyes seemed to express infinite pleading and grief to herself.

Anyone who sees such a look will be infected by her sad emotions.

After Lin Xin walked away, she turned around and looked at her again, and saw that she was always standing still. After all, she couldn't take the step she just wanted to take. Her body seemed to be frozen there, like a stone statue.

It's just that she is not a stone statue, she is a living woman with flesh and blood.

When the wind blew outside, Lin Xin saw her under her clothes sway, but she still stood there, she felt like this person was accompanying a soul that had no flesh and blood.

Invisible and intangible, but stubbornly staying there.

Did she stand there long ago before everyone noticed it?

But now, why did she see herself clearly, but didn't dare to walk towards her to understand the situation?

Does she have a deeper relationship with Yang Liqing?

If she has nothing to do with Yang Liqing, why does she come here again?

Why didn't he say a word after I came here?

Who is she?

Lin Xin became more and more suspicious of the woman's identity. After she deliberately left someone behind, she gently pulled Police Officer Lu's sleeve and whispered: "Officer Lu, who do you think is that person?"

With that, she pointed to the woman she met just now.

Unexpectedly, when they turned around, the woman was gone. Lin Xin was shocked and whispered: "Officer Lu, you go to the hospital cafeteria with them first, and I will come back later."

Having said that, he immediately raised his foot and ran to the door of the morgue just now. She looked for women everywhere, but never met again. She found a staff member who had been guarding the morgue and asked: "Did you see a woman outside just now? Where did she go?"

The staff member stared at Lin Xin blankly, and only said, "Police officer, I just work here. I didn't do anything bad. Don't catch me."

Lin Xin saw that she couldn't tell him clearly for a while, so she ran away again.

However, no matter how she searched, she never saw the woman again, not even the shadow.

She sighed a little, and had to lift up and leave, catching up with everyone, and came to the hospital cafeteria together.

At this moment, the young woman outside the morgue walked out of the bushes again. She looked at Lin Xin's away back, not sure why she just hid. She touched the ring on her left ring finger with her right index finger, which was given to her by the woman who had turned into a cold body in the morgue not long ago.

She remembered that she once held her and said softly to her: "Baby, when you put on this ring, you belong to me completely. I promise you that we will leave here together in no time. We go to a place where no one knows us and open a cafe together and live a happy and blissful life incognito. No one knows us there, no one will disturb us, and no one will break us up."

The words are still in my ears, but the person who is softly whispering to her is already separated from his own yin and yang.