After going ashore at the funeral home, I relied on prophecy to solve the case and save myself

Chapter 20
"It's hard work, you go to rest."

In the early hours of the morning, when people are most likely to get sleepy, the pilots and co-pilots of the train usually drive in shifts.

There is a rest room in the cockpit, and when the co-pilot was about to stand up and give up his seat, he suddenly noticed a dark and unknown object appearing on the railroad track in front of him!
"There is someone on the track!"

The driver blew the horn continuously to warn with sharp eyes and hands, and the co-pilot immediately cooperated with emergency braking.

But it's too late!

Affected by the curve and visibility, when the train started to brake suddenly, the distance between the car and people was only a few hundred meters.And the maximum braking distance of this 400-kilometer freight train is [-] meters, and the tragedy is inevitable!
The two drivers turned their heads and couldn't bear to look directly. They only felt a slight jolt in the carriage. After about tens of seconds, the train came to a complete stop.

"Uncle Wang, I dare not go." The co-pilot was a young man who had just started his career. He had never been involved in an accident while lying on the rails.

"You boy, be brave, you will face it sooner or later, let's go together." After calling the nearby station, the driver asked the flight attendant for two pairs of gloves, rolled up his sleeves and got out of the car.

According to the regulations, after an accident occurs on a direct express train, the driver or co-pilot needs to get off the train to check, find the dead bodies of the people lying on the rails, pile them up on the side of the road, and then drive away, waiting for the nearest station to come and deal with the follow-up.

However, the deaths of people hit by trains are often extremely bloody, which is a major psychological test for drivers.

"Don't be afraid, Uncle Wang is old and has poor eyesight. It's all up to you later. This is the first time I met a person lying on the rails. I searched for that person's head for a long time and couldn't find it. After searching for more than an hour, I had no choice but to I can go back first." Uncle Wang rambled as he walked.

"Damn, I found out later that it was caught on the wheel, and I found out when I got back to the station..."

"Stop talking about Uncle Wang..."

With a pale face, the co-pilot forced his trembling legs to walk out of the car, but when the white light of the flashlight hit the pool of blood, he couldn't control it anymore.

"vomit!"

Qinglong City, Public Security Bureau, Mortuary.

Under the guidance of Yang Bolin, Zhu Jiangjiang was skillfully stitching the last stitch on the corpse after the autopsy, when Lin Zihan hurried in pushing a corpse.

"Dr. Yang, the captain said that the case of Donglin Hotel will be put aside first, and you can see if there is a way to find out the identity of the deceased."

Because of his older age, Yang Bolin seldom goes to the scene. He usually assigns forensic doctors from other police stations to collect evidence, and transfers vicious cases or cases with technical difficulties to him.

As soon as the body bag was pulled open, a strong smell of blood came out.

This is a mutilated female corpse. The clothes on the body are intact, the head is missing, the muscles and bones on the neck are crushed into a ball, and the blood vessels and throats are clearly visible.

"The deceased died lying on the rails at around three o'clock in the morning. The captain was still trying to find her head at the scene, and we sent it over as soon as we found it." Lin Zihan handed over the on-site information to Yang Bolin and left.

"Based on the liver temperature and body spots, the deceased's death time was between 03:30 and [-]:[-]. There were a lot of splattered blood on the railroad track, which showed that the deceased was alive before being run over by the train." Yang Bolin looked down at the scene information .

"The body of the corpse has multiple bruises and burns caused by different time periods. There are large bruises on the chest, and an obvious callus can be felt on the ulna of the left arm. It should have been subjected to violence for a long time."

With the help of another intern Dalong, Zhu Jiangjiang picked up the camera and recorded the traces one by one.

After they finished the basic work, Yang Bolin stepped forward to inspect it, and then began to dissect it.

"The deceased had a silicone prosthesis in his chest, hemorrhage in the lung parenchyma caused pulmonary edema, the sixth rib was fractured, and there was not much pleural effusion."

"In addition to the ulna of the left arm, both wrist joints and right ankle joints have hyperplasia, meniscus calcification, old injuries, and a history of childbirth."

Yang Bolin narrated faster, Zhu Jiangjiang handed the camera to Dalong, and he was responsible for filling out the form and recording.

"It's so cruel. How miserable this woman is. It looks like those domestic violence cases. Did she commit suicide by lying on the track because she couldn't stand the domestic violence?" Dalong couldn't help but said.

"Impossible. With such a severe lung contusion, it's hard for her to breathe, let alone walk on the train tracks by herself." Zhu Jiangjiang shook her head. Regarding the identity of the deceased, she felt that she could start from the old injury.

"Judging from the deceased's ulna, she should have received regular treatment. According to the degree of healing of the callus, it should be about a year ago. You can check with major hospitals to see if there is any relevant medical history."

"I've already sent the fingerprints and DNA samples to the first team." Dalong added hastily.

Leader Yang Bolin always liked to let students express their opinions, so he nodded.

"Is there any other way to find out the identity of the headless dead?"

Zhu Jiangjiang frowned, seeing Yang Bolin glance at the tray next to him, he immediately reacted, "Breast prosthesis?"

Zhu Jiangjiang picked up a light yellow water polo and looked it carefully at the shadowless lamp. Sure enough, he found a string of English letters and codes on the back of the prosthesis.

"The code is recorded and sent to the first team. As long as it is done in a regular hospital, the record can be found." Yang Bolin smiled.

The next morning was very busy, and I should have been very tired, but at noon, Zhu Jiangjiang ate lunch absent-mindedly——

Time is running out. Today is August No.12. I don’t know if the August No.13 seen in the dream is the time when the victim met the "White Lover" killer, or the day he was killed?
"You've got the food in your nose, Zhu Jiangjiang." Shi Chong smiled and sat opposite her, tugged at his collar, and ate big mouthfuls.

It can be seen that the weather outside is very hot, his messy short hair is all wet, and sweat drips down his healthy wheat-colored skin drop by drop.

"Have you found the head?" Zhu Jiangjiang's eyes lit up.

"Not yet. Judging from the traces, it should have fallen into the river and was washed away by the Yushan River. People have already searched along the river. Thanks to your hard work, the identity of the deceased has been found. Lin Zihan is going to bring her husband here now. Let's fight wits and courage with him after dinner." Shi Chong grinned.

Seeing that Shi Chong was in a good mood, Zhu Jiangjiang also asked him about the progress of Wang Manli's case, but what he got was not good news.

"We conducted a second questioning of the driver who drove Wang Manli home that day. It turned out that Wang Manli got off the car because of an argument with him, not because of an appointment. He was afraid that the platform would punish him and not tell the truth." When it comes to Wang Manli For the case, Shi Chong's face collapsed.

"There are four intersections near where Wang Manli's mobile phone signal disappeared, two of which lead to the murderer's familiar activity area. We have no other clues now, so we can only check the surveillance cameras near these two intersections one by one."

"Look at this, can you tell what kind of car it is?" Zhu Jiangjiang couldn't help showing Shi Chong the dashboard drawn in the memo.

"Looks like a...car?"

Shi Chongzheng was about to shake his head, looking at Zhu Jiangjiang's expectant eyes, he could only bite the bullet and think hard about the six simple lines in the picture.

"You can see that the arcs of these two lines are relatively round, and the circle should be the viewing window instead of the wheel. It looks more like a new car." Shi Chongyue reasoned more and felt that he had guessed right.

"I'm taking the liberty, you take your time." Zhu Jiangjiang was speechless.

(End of this chapter)