The body … was now in the hands of the police.
An autopsy would usually be conducted to find out the fatal wound after an unnatural death.
However, in a case like this one, the cause of death was very obvious. There was no need for the forensic doctor to conduct an autopsy. All they needed to do was to examine the body. However, the body had not been returned to the family yet. It was stored in the funeral home.
Not even the family members could see the corpses of criminal cases whenever they wanted to, and Zhang Heng did not want anyone else to be around when he examined the corpses. So he waited until the funeral parlor closed at night before he returned with Bai Qing.
Zhang Heng said to Bai Qing, "Wait for me outside."
The latter bit her lip when she heard Zhang Heng's words. "I will go with you. I want to see her again."
"I don't think it's a wise choice to be provoked again. Besides, we are going to sneak in this time," Zhang Heng said.
"I changed into sneakers," Bai Qing said.
Zhang Heng turned his head and saw Bai Qing's firm eyes. "I have to see it with my own eyes to believe what you said," she said.
Zhang Heng thought for a while and said, "Okay, follow me."
The two had come here once during the day. Perhaps because of the special nature of the industry, funeral homes were rarely visited by thieves. Hence, the security here was average. Although there were some cameras, they were mainly in the cinerary hall. Some family members liked to place the deceased's belongings in small partitions, including necklaces, rings, bracelets, and the like.
There were also some security guards patrolling the place.
Zhang Heng climbed over the low wall and landed behind the green belt. He then reached out and caught Bai Qing as she jumped down from the wall. The two crossed a small flower bed, and right in front of them was the main building of the funeral parlor. Facing the flower bed was a high-end mourning hall, and behind it was the mourning hall. However, the door of the mourning hall was locked at this moment.
Zhang Heng and Bai Qing took a detour to the side corridor, pried open a window, and slipped in. From here, they could walk all the way to the cremation room, and there was only one broken camera along the way.
The funeral home looked very quiet in the early hours of the morning, without the hustle and bustle of the day.
The busiest time of the day started at seven o 'clock in the morning. Two high-end halls, six mid-range halls, and two ordinary halls held memorial services almost continuously all day long. Some people said that whether rich or poor, they all looked the same after death.
Strictly speaking, this wasn't entirely true.
In terms of the number of people who attended the memorial service, there would be more than a hundred people at most times. The high-class hall would not be able to hold all of them. Regardless of whether they were familiar with each other or not, no matter how far away they were, they would still show their faces and send a wreath. There were also some services that were held hastily in the ordinary hall. Only a few of the closest relatives were present, and it looked deserted.
In addition, from the mourning hall to the funeral vehicle, the shroud, and the cemetery, every service had to be charged, and there were different levels of service, as if hinting that this world full of black humor was filled with a strict hierarchy from birth to death.
People couldn't help but believe that people were born unequal, and it was the same after death.
Zhang Heng and Bai Qing walked quietly along the corridor.
When they heard footsteps coming from afar, the two of them stopped in their tracks and temporarily hid in the dressing room at the side. This was where the embalmers worked. Usually, before a corpse was cremated, the embalmers would clean and put on makeup so that they could leave with the most beautiful appearance.
Now, there was no one inside, only a few iron racks placed in it. Zhang Heng and Bai Qing hid behind one of the racks against the wall. As they waited for the footsteps outside to get closer, Zhang Heng could feel that Bai Qing's breathing had become rapid. She seemed to have thought of something, and her emotions became a little unstable. Her whole body began to tremble again.
Seeing that the footsteps were getting closer and closer, Zhang Heng hesitated for a moment before reaching out and pulling her into his arms.
Zhang Heng could feel that Bai Qing was trying hard not to cry. She buried her face in Zhang Heng's chest, and her shoulders shook slightly. Zhang Heng gently stroked Bai Qing's back, gradually calming her down.
The light from the flashlight shone through the window into the dressing room. Fortunately, the security guards did not intend to enter. Those who could work as security guards here were not timid, but they would not look for excitement for themselves. They casually shone a circle, performed their duty, and then left.
When the footsteps faded away at the end of the corridor, Bai Qing's body finally stopped trembling.
Zhang Heng felt the dampness on his chest. In addition to tears, there was also snot. Bai Qing raised her head, apologized to him in a low voice, and hurriedly wiped her tears.
Zhang Heng handed the girl a tissue and said to her, "It's okay. Let's keep going."
Bai Qing nodded and followed Zhang Heng out of the dressing room.
She sniffled and said, "I'm sorry. I just thought that my mother might be pushed into the room, and I'll be lying there alone …"
"Things may not come to that," Zhang Heng comforted her.
The two of them walked past the cremation room, the empty forensic dissection room next to it, and through a corridor, they finally arrived at the freezer. This was where the funeral parlor stored corpses, and it was probably the largest place in the entire funeral parlor. Rows of freezers were neatly arranged inside the freezer.
Zhang Heng looked at Bai Qing next to him. "Are you sure you want to continue watching? You are already very brave. You can stay outside and keep me updated. "
"We are already here. Let's do it," Bai Qing said, although her face was pale.
Zhang Heng opened his backpack and took out two pairs of rubber gloves. He put on one pair and handed the other pair to Bai Qing.
In the afternoon, the two had already found the serial number of Bai Qing's mother's freezer. It was easy to find it by following the serial number. Zhang Heng opened the freezer and immediately felt a chill.
Although this group of security guards had just finished their patrol, and it would be a long time before the next one came back, Zhang Heng did not want to cause unnecessary trouble. Without hesitation, he pulled out the body bag and placed it on the flatbed beside him.
After that, Zhang Heng opened the zipper of the body bag. Although Bai Qing tried her best to control her emotions, when she saw the familiar face, she could not help but burst into tears.
Zhang Heng did not pay much attention to the body's appearance because he knew that the forensic doctor had already done an examination before this. Hence, he did not want to waste any more time. Since those things dared to do something like this, at least on the surface, there should be no problems. However, the police would usually not perform an X-ray and CT scan on such an obvious injury.
Zhang Heng took out the Lego bricks from his backpack and assembled a small CT scanner as quickly as possible.
After that, she inserted the Infinite Building Block. Under her astonished gaze, the Lego board's CT Fluoroscopy became a usable Fluoroscopy.
Zhang Heng's focus was completely different from the forensic doctor's. He did not care about the fatal injury on the body. What he was really interested in was the internal structure of the body. To put it simply, he wanted to know if there was any difference between this body and a real human. From there, he could crack the secret that those things could "replace" people at will.
Little Dumbo said.
Sorry, this chapter is late ~ The latest chapter of "My Day Has 48 Hours" is here.
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