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Chapter One Hundred and Eleven

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    "Gone? Don't you want the ashes of your own family?" I asked, "What does that man look like? Is he not tall, only about 1.7 meters?"

    "No, that man is not so short. He is about the same height as me, about 1.85 meters. By the way, what impressed me was that the man smelled like medicine. I hate medicine the most, so I am annoyed by the smell.  I remember it very clearly. Furthermore, he often popped up some professional medical words, such as myocardial infarction, like a doctor." Lu Yiming said.

    I looked at him suspiciously, thinking that if a person has such a deep memory of someone or something ten years ago, unless it is because this person deeply touched him by this incident, or in other words, he is deeply attached to this incident.  Have doubts.

    Presumably, I may have seen some clues at the time, but I don't want to be nosy.  It turns out that the person who sent Man Sumei here was a doctor, which is a bit interesting.  Because I remember the jar of bones I found had formalin in it.  In fact, I know that the man is probably the murderer, because Man Sumei's husband is Gao Hong, and the family doesn't know any doctor.  But why did the doctor choose to send these two people to the cremation ground?  Wouldn't it be more effective to dispose of it by yourself?  During this delivery, it was exposed instead.

    But I changed my mind, Man Sumei, mother and son died of an overdose of feigned death drugs.  In addition, the level of medical care in those days was not good, and Bengbu was probably not as prosperous as it is now. It is also possible that if someone killed someone with this imported advanced medicine, it would be treated as an accident.

    Moreover, Gao Hong was probably burned to death at that time. Man Sumei's mother and son were reported missing in the police case files, but no relatives came to look for them. Most likely, there were no other relatives except Gao Hong.  Therefore, the doctor originally wanted to kill Man Sumei's mother and son with feigned death, and then waited for the autopsy results to say: accidental death.  But later, I found out that the disappearance that I had deliberately designed, and then the accidental death did not come in handy, because Man Sumei and her son were orphans and widows, and no one cared about the disappearance for a few days.  Therefore, the doctor may have some conscience later, so he sent the remains of the mother and child to the cremation site, and paid for the cremation fee.

    So I asked Lu Yiming, where did he bury the ashes of the mother and son?  Lu Yiming said: "It was surrounded by wasteland at that time, and I was buried not far from the back door of the crematorium. Later, the crematorium was moved, and when I went back to see it, the mixing station had already been built. However, I think that  The ashes should still be buried there, because I haven¡¯t heard of any urns dug up there. Therefore, I think the construction of the mixing plant has not expanded to the place where the ashes are buried, and the ashes should be near the back wall of the mixing plant.¡±

    After I finished talking to Lu Yiming, seeing that he didn't welcome me very much, I wanted to leave.  At this time, I suddenly felt that the Nuwa stone on my body seemed to respond again.  I looked down, Nima, wouldn't it be strange for others to see the light at this time.  I was about to block the Nuwa stone, but Lu Yiming had already seen it.  And after seeing the glowing N¨¹wa stone, Lu Yiming's face suddenly changed.  Immediately, Lu Yiming rushed over and grabbed the Nuwa stone hanging around my neck, and said in surprise, "This, this is?"

    "Nuwa stone, uh, actually I don't know what it is, it's probably a pendant." I sweated.  Because this nuwa stone is really useless except for warning after seeing a ghost.  But the strange thing is that when Lu Yiming saw the stone, he was first surprised, then frightened, and finally remained silent, as if he was thinking about something.

    I can't help being a little curious.  Why would an ordinary burner be interested in this rare stone?  I was just about to ask why, but Lu Yiming suddenly said, "Can you leave me your contact information?"

    "Uh, okay, if you think of anything, just call me." As I said that, I left my mobile phone number for Lu Yiming, and left the crematorium.  Before leaving, I took a look at Lu Yiming's expression, and really didn't understand why he was so excited when he saw a stone.  Could it be that he knows the origin of the stone, or the story behind the stone?

    Just as I was about to continue asking, I saw that Lu Yiming had already returned to the lounge and closed the door.  When I left the crematorium, I saw a little Mi hiding in my backpack sticking its head out and said, "Hey, I heard you talking about doctors just now. Isn't there a People's Hospital nearby?"

    When it was mentioned, I suddenly stopped, and suddenly remembered the golden light I saw last night.  It was obviously sent from the People's Hospital.  Ciao, a hospital with the light of Dao Dharma spells, this is too nonsense.  Will the hospital allow staff to stick charms in the office?

    But think about it, why did the doctor choose to go to the crematorium to burn the body?  In addition to the discovery of conscience, perhaps it is also because of the proximity.  The only hospital closest to the old crematorium is the No. 1 People's Hospital on Tushan Road.

    I patted Xiao Mi on the head, and said with a smile: "You are quite thoughtful. This reminds me, let's?Check with the doctor at the First People's Hospital.  "

    Having said that, I took a taxi to the First People's Hospital on Tushan Road.  On the way, I thought about what Lu Yiming had said.  The doctor is about 1.85 meters tall, maybe a surgeon.  So I asked someone to check the doctor's information at the First People's Hospital on Tushan Road.  I didn't have any hope at first, but I didn't expect to find someone after this investigation.  His name is Ma Jian, and he is now the director of surgery at the First People's Hospital.  Ma Jian was a surgeon who was hired to the First People's Hospital with a high salary fifteen years ago, because he is a doctor of medicine who returned from overseas, so he is quite famous.

    I went to the First People's Hospital, and after entering the door, I found the office of the director of surgery, and saw Ma Jian seeing a doctor.  Now this guy is a surgical expert.  I looked at Ma Jian from the side, and it turned out that he was tall and good-looking, very gentle.  It looks like he is only thirty-seven or eighteen years old, but his actual age is forty-four.

    After he finished seeing the doctor, I explained my identity and expressed my desire to have a chat with him.  When Ma Jian heard that I was a policeman, he was very surprised, but he didn't say much, and let me into his office.  As soon as I entered that office, I saw two golden lights emitting from something on the desk.  It seems that the golden light I saw outside should be something in his office.

    I walked up to take a look, and saw a pair of dragon-shaped paperweights on the desk.  Jade, crystal clear, seems to be the best jasper.  The golden light is emitted by these two things, and it seems that they have used Taoism.  If you haven't done anything wrong, where can you prepare this kind of thing?

    Ma Jian adjusted his glasses, asked me to sit down, and then asked: "Excuse me, why did the police comrade find me?"

    I knew he would not tell me the truth without evidence, so I asked abruptly, "Why did you kill Gao Hong and Man Sumei?!"

    Ma Jian was taken aback, and blurted out: "I didn't kill them!"

    As soon as I said this, I sneered and didn't speak.  Ma Jian immediately lowered his head to adjust his glasses, and then said: "I don't know who you are talking about."

    I smiled and picked up the paperweight and weighed it for a long time, and said with a smile: "What is this thing? Director Ma, I think this thing is unusual, it seems to be a ghost suppressor. Could it be that you have done something wrong?"

    Ma Jian looked at me calmly, and his expression had returned to normal: "Comrade police, I didn't expect you to believe in such ghosts and monsters."

    I watched his movements carefully, and it seemed that this guy really had a ghost in his heart.  However, I have no real evidence to prove it.  However, looking at these two paperweights, I suddenly came up with an idea.

    So, I smiled at Ma Jian and said, "Okay, I'm just here to ask you about an old case, it's nothing, let's find out the situation. These two paperweights are not bad. Can Director Ma lend me a couple of days?  Bring it back to you?"

    Ma Jian's face changed, and he immediately refused: "No, I think comrades in the police won't steal people's favors."

    I put the paperweight heavily on the table, and said with a sneer, "Are you afraid that something will happen to you if I take it away? Director Ma, this is called being a person who does not do anything wrong to one's conscience, and not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Director Ma, be careful."

    Having said that, I looked at Ma Jian's stiff expression with cold eyes, and walked over him to the door.  After leaving the hospital gate, Xiao Mi asked, "Hey, can you deal with him?"

    I smiled and said: "Of course. I want to learn from Zhao Zhenhai's tricks, invite ghosts, invite Man Sumei and the ghosts of the dead in the jar, and force him to confess."

    Xiao Mi said: "But there is a paperweight in his office to ward off evil spirits. Ordinary ghosts dare not enter, so he must have something to ward off evil spirits with him. What should you do?"

    I shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, when I was holding the paperweight just now, I wiped it back and forth a few times. You forgot, when I first entered the crematorium, I was covered with scraps of paper and soot."  Face. I don¡¯t even have a chance to wash my hands, and I¡¯m not willing to wash them, just to get rid of Daoguang, alas, what should I do.¡±

    Xiao Mi shook her head and said, "What kind of apprentice does the master produce? Yan'er is bad." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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