Chapter 199 Visit

As the case was solved, the families of the deceased came to the Qinghe Municipal Bureau one after another.

After Wang Guoshan was arrested, the authorities began to spread the news little by little.

The corpses could not be claimed yet, and there was no need to look at them. They were all creepy skeletons. Even if they were arranged nicely, most people could not stand it.

However, on this night, a couple still burned a pile of paper money above the autopsy room and cried out their daughter's name.

An old Taoist priest stood behind the couple to summon the soul.

The forensic autopsy room is inside the funeral home, but the specific location should not be known to outsiders.

The couple was able to find the place accurately, and someone should have pointed it out.

Now there is only one forensic doctor from other places left, Jiang Yuan. The three local forensic doctors in Qinghe City, plus him, will deal with the last two bodies, and the mission will be completed.

At this time of night, it was gloomy outside, and Wang Lan didn't want to go out alone, so he called Jiang Yuan to protect him.

The two men, wearing white coats, came out from underground and walked to the couple, scaring the Taoist priest who was calling the souls to death.

The couple who were kneeling on the ground saw it, put the paper money in their hands into the fire, and stood up.

The couple looked a little weak, and the woman said first: "We are Zhang Xiaoyun's parents, are you the forensic doctor here?"

Wang Lan and Jiang Yuan looked at each other and nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work." The woman smiled reluctantly: "By the way, my name is Li Yun, and I am Zhang Xiaoyun's mother. Our Xiaoyun...our Xiaoyun...can you let her out so that we can talk to her?"

"It's a pity, we just want to see her..." The father also spoke softly.

Jiang Yuan couldn't bear to see it. He couldn't help thinking that if he encountered such a thing, his father should be in a similar state. Wu Jun might be like this mother, asking a Taoist priest to call the souls, and then burning a bunch of valuable paper cars and paper airplanes.

Wang Lan's eyes were a little red, but she said, "Don't look at it. You have this thought in your heart..."

"No matter what Xiaoyun becomes, I can accept it." Zhang Xiaoyun's mother said hurriedly.

Her eyes were firm, full of mother's strength.

But Wang Lan was unmoved. She had seen many similar family members, understood their pain, and admired their perseverance, but the boundary between life and death could not be crossed in this way.

Sometimes, it is more appropriate to let relatives live in imagination than to see them with your own eyes and touch them with your own hands.

"I... I just want to see the child... I just want to see her..." Zhang Xiaoyun's mother looked at Wang Lan's expression, she was sensitive to the pity, and at the same time, she also noticed the rejection, which made her more painful than a simple rejection.

Heartbroken.

"I shouldn't let her go to school alone. I shouldn't..." Zhang Xiaoyun's mother burst into tears.

Her husband hugged her tightly in his arms.

In the evening at the funeral home, the wind never stops, blowing away the voices, cooling the atmosphere, and extinguishing life.

"You should pay your respects over here." Jiang Yuan estimated the position of Zhang Xiaoyun's box, and directly turned it in a direction for Zhang Xiaoyun's parents.

He put the box in himself, so the direction was right.

Zhang Xiaoyun's mother was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly thanked him, and quickly gathered the remaining paper money, lit it, and muttered to herself.

After a long delay, the couple left.

Looking at the time, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Yuan and Wang Lan returned to the autopsy room without saying a word and continued to work.

Solving the case is one thing, but there is still a long way to go before closing the case.

Two days later.

Jiang Yuan took the rice soup with shepherd's purse that he cooked himself to visit Mu Zhiyang.

Rice soup with shepherd's purse is also called baking soda soup. The ingredients are very simple, mainly rice soup and shepherd's purse, and baking soda is added to cook the stems.

According to Jiang Yuan's new skills, when the resistance is weak, green feed, drinking more water, and baking soda are the key. In addition, pay attention to eating small meals and don't eat too much.

Baking soda soup almost perfectly adapts to the physical needs after recovery.

When he arrived at the ward, Mu Zhiyang, who had a leg in a plaster cast, really liked the rice soup with shepherd's purse brought by Jiang Yuan, and praised it highly: "My family only knows how to drink millet porridge, what is good for the stomach, nutritious, eat it every day, really collapsed."

"Drink half of the soup first, and the remaining half, drink it when it is hot at night. This kind of vegetable soup is not afraid of cooking, and the more it is cooked, the more delicious it is." Jiang Yuan did not follow Mu Zhiyang's complaints, but first cared about the issue of food rationing.

Then, Jiang Yuan checked the bed again, looked at the disinfection, and checked the nursing form hanging at the foot of the bed, and then said: "You seem to have recovered well. Does your leg hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, but it's inconvenient to walk." Mu Zhiyang sighed: "I was just healed from my injury and got hit again. I'm so unlucky."

"Some people will not be happy if you say that. You at least got a third-class merit this time."

Mu Zhiyang laughed twice and said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't do anything. The day of the arrest passed, and I didn't play any role..."

"The murderer was found during our search, and you were injured during the arrest. This is the effect." Jiang Yuan said, and then said: "You were also injured to protect me. At that time, if you hadn't blocked it in front, the murderer would probably have come for me."

"No, no, no." Mu Zhiyang smiled happily and waved his hands sheepishly.

Jiang Yuan praised him sincerely.

As he said, the murderer Wang Guoshan was discovered during their search. Although it is said that anyone who enters the agricultural machinery cooperative may find Wang Guoshan, but in all cases, anyone may also miss Wang Guoshan, right?

Regardless of the method used to identify the murderer, Mu Zhiyang definitely made a meritorious service in the process of arresting him.

In addition, he fired a warning shot, "brave gangsters fought" and was injured, which ultimately made the arrest a complete success. Mu Zhiyang had neither credit nor legs.

Third-class merit, not much at all.

For such a big case, with more than 10 corpses, it is very reasonable to get two or three second-class merits and five or six third-class merits. Otherwise, other cases will not be possible in the future.

In normal years, a municipal bureau may not encounter such a major case once in five years.

Once a decade is possible.

Of course, looking at the whole country, sometimes the evil of human nature cannot be underestimated.

"I'll get you some ginseng soup tomorrow. If you want to eat anything else, you can order it once." Jiang Yuan looked at Mu Zhiyang quite pitifully, so he decided to give him another tonic.

Since Mu Zhiyang had the surgery, he has been eating light food every day, and his sense of taste has long faded away. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and asked, "Would the ginseng soup be too troublesome?"

"No, I've learned a new trick now. It's not difficult to make this kind of vegetable." Today's ginseng is not necessarily more expensive than white radish in terms of roots. It is indeed a vegetable.

One of Zhu Jin’s tips for taking care of sows is to make ginseng soup.

Four sows drink a bottle of ginseng soup that costs 20 yuan. In terms of average daily food expenses alone, the increase is not much. It can also increase the sow's water intake in disguise. Sometimes the ginseng is larger, and family members can share some of it to drink, which is very suitable.

Mu Zhiyang was a little moved and a little greedy. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then I still want to eat the hodgepodge you made."

The hodgepodge is just dog rice, and in terms of taste, it seems to exceed Zhu Jin's skills.

Partly because of LV5?

Jiang Yuan thought about it casually, then agreed, saying, "You can't eat too much in the hodgepodge. I'll adjust the ingredients."

"Okay. That's great." Mu Zhiyang clapped his legs happily, his mood got better, and he couldn't help but say in the tone of Guo Degang's cross talk: "Jiang Yuan, one day, when I become the captain of the criminal police team, I will definitely arrange for you to be tortured. The squadron leader of the Branch Squadron!”

Jiang Yuan felt happy, and then shouted: "Captain."

Mu Zhiyang didn't expect Jiang Yuan to be so righteous, so he laughed out loud "Hahaha": "No courtesy, I'll be free..."

Jiang Yuan kept smiling.

Mu Zhiyang seemed to have thought of something. He frowned slightly and asked in a low voice, "Is there another captain behind me?"

Jiang Yuan nodded slowly.

Mu Zhiyang collected his seven-day smile, turned around and saw Huang Qiangmin with a 4-degree smile on his lips.

Huang Qiangmin raised his chin and said with a smile: "I happened to be on a business trip to Qinghe to visit the herding team."

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