Turning my head stiffly, I looked at the empty back seat and let out a long sigh of relief, it seemed that I was too nervous.
I guess my expression must have been very intimidating, because Officer An quickly pulled over.
"Did you just see him again," he asked.
I nodded, "I don't want to scare you, but I saw him right behind your seat." ” Officer An took a sharp breath, and although there was a warm air in the car, he shivered.
"What does he want to do?"
asked Officer An.
I shook my head, "I don't know, when I looked back, he was gone." ” "Maybe it's because you just said that if you see him again, you might be able to remember more things, he really appeared?"
By this time, my hair was already standing on end, and it was possible, but unfortunately I didn't think of anything.
"By the way, do you say that Lao Jiu is likely to commit suicide?"
"Suicide," Officer An asked, "No, the police have ruled out this possibility." ” I then asked how it was ruled out.
He told me that Lao Jiu had no reason to commit suicide, he also had a young child at home, and before he died, he also told the black fat man where to deliver the goods next, saying that this batch of goods was overfulfilled this month, and the boss would pay them two more wages of two or two thousand, and he was very happy when he said it.
In other words, Lao Jiu is a person who has hope in life and will not suddenly be unable to think about it.
"Is it possible that someone knocked him unconscious and put it in the morgue freezer on his shoulder, that person was wearing the same shoes as Lao Jiu, and he deliberately left Lao Jiu's fingerprints on the freezer door."
I asked.
"It's very possible for you to reason with this, but in that case, Lao Jiu may be suffocated or frozen to death in a coma, and it is impossible to wake up at all."
"Perhaps, the man pulled the drawer open and waited until Lao Jiu woke up, and then closed the freezer drawer," I speculated.
Officer An pursed his lips and said that he could not rule out this possibility, but the police had seen the surveillance video of the day and the records of the corpses entering and leaving the morgue, and they were all correct, Lao Jiu seemed to appear in the morgue out of thin air, and no one knew how he entered, let alone how the murderer left.
I grabbed my hair, and it wasn't right, it didn't make sense, it was getting more and more confused.
"By the way, I haven't told you yet, when did Lao Jiu die."
Officer An said.
"Oh, I didn't think it was very important, I guess the truck driver died before he went to the police station for investigation," I asked.
"No, the time of his death was when the black fat man was questioned at the police station."
"That is to say, I thought I was hallucinating, and when I saw Lao Jiu, he had actually just died."
Officer An nodded, "I guess, I don't know the exact time, but you can only see his soul after he dies." ”: After that, Officer An started the car again and drove me towards the hospital.
After that, the two of us didn't talk much, so we briefly said something about Lao Jiu, his body was indeed still in the morgue, the case was hanging, and his family did not follow, so he was never cremated.
"I'll be waiting for you in the morgue."
A voice rang in my ears.
"Did you just talk to me," I turned to look at Officer An.
"No, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, just drive faster, I want to go back to the hospital quickly."
My palms were already sweaty, and I suddenly realized that the voice sounded neither Officer An nor Lao Jiu's.
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