Chapter 68 Death
Chapter 68 Death
Xu Yiqing left the morgue and moved the whiteboard from the conference room to the office.
He wrote and drew on the whiteboard, and drew the floor plan of the principal's office based on his memory and the data measured on site by Lin Sheng.
He pasted the photos taken by Lin Sheng on the whiteboard and kept deducing.
"It would be great if Zhou Shi was here." Xu Yiqing bit the whiteboard marker, crossed his arms and stared at the whiteboard covered with words and haircuts.
Reasoning and profiling were not his strong point, so he decided to wait until daybreak to tell Du Yu and Zhou Shi about his sudden inspiration and let these two professionals make the judgment.
Xu Yiqing murmured to himself: "It would be great if we could get more clues from the corpse."
Suddenly, feeling sleepy, Xu Yiqing yawned and looked at the perpetual calendar on the wall.
It's already ten forty.
He decided to go to bed first, so he went to the bathroom and washed his face.
The security guard had also gone home after get off work, and the entire Forensic Department building was dark. One could hear the echo of one's footsteps when walking in the corridor.
Because it is too quiet, you can occasionally hear some strange noises, such as the sound of dripping water and the inexplicable sound of steel balls falling.
Even a veteran detective like Du Yu would be scared to spend the night alone in the Forensic Department.
After all, the only people sleeping in the same building with you are the corpses of those who died violent deaths.
It's inevitable that people will scare themselves.
But Xu Yiqing was different. He seemed to be born without fear of corpses and the dead. He was a materialist who could not be more steadfast. He did not believe in any ghosts and would always think rationally about unknown things.
After washing his face and returning to the office, he prepared to take out the folding bed and set it up.
Xu Yiqing picked up the phone on the table and unlocked it, and suddenly found two missed calls.
They are all Du Yu’s.
Before he could call Du Yu back, the third call came.
Xu Yiqing answered the phone, and the voice on the other end was anxious and serious: "Old Xu, something happened to Song Lang!"
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Xu Yiqing did not go to the Criminal Police Brigade, but took a taxi directly to Jiangcheng People's Hospital.
Outside the emergency surgery room at night, Xu Yiqing saw Du Yu with a gloomy face.
"what happened?"
"After you left, we prepared a room for Song Lang to rest, and arranged for the police officers on duty to take turns sitting at the desk outside his door. Around half past ten, Song Lang suddenly opened the door and called for help, saying that his stomach hurt and his chest was very stuffy."
"The police officer on duty called me, and when I rushed over, Song Lang was already pale and sweating all over. I shook his hand, it was very cold, and his expression began to become... a little strange."
Xu Yiqing asked: "What do you mean by strange?"
"That's right, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling at the same time," Du Yu recalled with a frown, "If his face wasn't really ugly, I would have thought that he was joking with me with those little expressions."
Xu Yiqing looked at the emergency light in the operating room and asked, "What did the doctor say?"
"I don't know." Du Yu confessed: "I saw that things were not going well, so I rushed him over... I had just been in there for less than half an hour."
Xu Yiqing also looked nervous and clenched his fists.
An ominous feeling spread in his heart.
After a few minutes, the lights in the operating room went out, and the attending doctor pushed the door open and took off his mask: "Which jurisdiction are you from? Are you a colleague in there?"
Du Yu stood up and said, "I'm from the criminal police team. My name is Du Yu."
"Ah, you are Captain Du." The doctor had obviously heard of Du Yu's deeds. "I'm sorry, we have tried our best... but the patient still couldn't be saved."
In an instant, all the police officers outside the ward were struck by lightning.
Dead! Song Lang died in the heavily guarded Criminal Police Brigade!
Du Yu couldn't accept it for a moment. He took two steps back and sat down heavily on the bench in the corridor.
Xu Yiqing was also very shocked. Song Lang, who was chatting and laughing with him an hour ago, has now been declared dead by the doctor!
"What was the cause of death?" he asked.
The doctor sighed, "Cardiac arrest... Are you a forensic doctor? I've seen you before."
Xu Yiqing nodded.
The doctor said, "We'll do a handover later. Our hospital's mission is to save the patient, determine the cause of death and issue a report. It would be more professional to leave it to you."
The Forensic Department and the Municipal People's Hospital have frequent dealings, and most of the time it is the families of patients who died in the hospital who are making trouble. The hospital has no choice but to let the forensic doctor issue an autopsy report to sue the patients.
So they were already used to the process of sending the bodies to the medical examiner's department.
But this does not mean that these police officers can accept this cruel fact.
Just as the mentally ill man declared, he was locked up in the police station, but two people died after his vicious curse.
Xu Yiqing called all the staff members of the Forensic Department. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night. Working overtime at night had become the norm for these staff members... There was no other way, government agencies could not sleep.
Before Lin Sheng received Song Lang's body, Xu Yiqing followed Du Yu back to the Criminal Police Brigade.
He checked the room Song Lang stayed in from beginning to end, not missing any details. Then he asked the comrades of the investigation department to put all the cups, lunch boxes and tissues he used into evidence bags and take them to the forensic department for examination.
Du Yu asked: "Do you suspect poisoning?"
Xu Yiqing said: "I will first determine whether Song Lang has a history of heart disease. If not, the most likely cause of acute heart paralysis is poisoning, but..."
"Just what?"
"It's just that the lethal poison takes effect very quickly. If it was really poisoning, the time when Song Lang was poisoned was too abnormal."
Du Yu seemed to remember something, "The lunch box he had at night?!"
Xu Yiqing shook his head: "Even if it was that lunch box, the poison took too long to take effect. Logically speaking, the deadly poison with the longest onset should have taken effect in 20 minutes."
In his mind, he recalled Du Yu's description of Song Lang's behavior before he was sent to the hospital.
Cardiac arrest...
Potassium chloride, cyanide, Kun poisoning...
Neither. The time it takes for a lethal dose of these drugs to take effect will never be less than half an hour!
"Oh shit!"
Du Yu cursed, rushed to the single room where the suspect was held, and kicked the iron door, scaring the suspect so much that he fell to the ground from the corner where he had fallen asleep.
Du Yu held onto the iron door tightly with both hands, staring at him, gritting his teeth: "What on earth did you conspire with her?! Why did you want to kill Song Lang!!"
The person was taken to the Criminal Police Brigade, but he still died in the police station.
This is undoubtedly a slap in the face of Du Yu and the entire Jiangcheng police!
The suspect originally looked a little confused, but when he saw Du Yu's fierce eyes and heard what he said, he knew that Song Lang was dead.
His face instantly became excited, and he danced with joy: "He...he deserves to die! He definitely deserves to die!"
Xu Yiqing frowned at this scene, clenched his fists, and asked Du Yu in a low voice: "Under what circumstances can I legally beat him up?"
Du Yu looked up at the surveillance camera in the corridor and remained silent.
The suspect obviously didn't want to hear what they said, but he suddenly changed the subject and pointed at Xu Yiqing and said, "They both deserve to die... She said... you... you too, you're next!"
(End of this chapter)