"We don't quite believe what you just said?" the male police officer shook his head.

"Why?!" I asked.

The male police officer's dark face darkened: "You said Jasmine sent you a WeChat message at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. This is impossible because she was already killed by that time!"

Although the female police officer was also very suspicious of my words, she didn't seem to disbelieve me.

She thought for a while and then asked: "Yes, everyone is dead, how can they still send you messages? Did you remember it wrong?!"

Now, I have deleted everything about Jasmine on my phone. How can I explain it?

It’s really hard for me to defend myself!!!

"But everything I said is true," I continued to defend weakly, "At that time, I heard Lao Chen say that Jasmine was dead, and I felt scared to have a dead person's name in WeChat, so...so...

I just deleted them all, that's it, I didn't lie, if you don't believe it, I can't do anything..."

After hearing my explanation, the two policemen nodded subconsciously without saying anything. It seemed that they really believed me.

Since the doubt about the mobile phone could not be answered for the time being, the male police officer and the female police officer looked at each other for a moment, then turned to look at me again.

The male police officer raised his hand and touched his eyebrows. He changed the topic and said: "Actually... Actually, we are disturbing you at night, and... there is another doubt... a bigger doubt!!!"

Is there any bigger doubt?!

My heart trembled at his words!

Moreover, the black-faced male police officer has always been a decisive person. Why did his tone become hesitant at this time?!

Could it be...

Does he have any worries?!

Thinking about it like this, I couldn't help but become even more nervous!

Of course, I am also a little curious in my heart?

Because I don’t understand how suspicious it would be to make a middle-aged male police officer feel apprehensive.

"Ma Jun, you...are you afraid of seeing the corpse?"

After a long moment of silence, the male police officer asked such an incomprehensible question.

When I heard the word "corpse", I instinctively began to shake my head vigorously.

"You...don't be nervous, the corpse I'm talking about is not a real corpse..."

"……ah?!"

I was even more confused for a moment. I didn’t understand it at all, and I didn’t know what he meant?!

"I mean, I'm not just letting you see the real corpse, it's just a photo of the corpse..."

I still didn’t understand, so I asked nervously: “What on earth do you want to say?!”

The male police officer scratched his hair vigorously and looked outside the dark car window. What did he seem to be weighing?

But soon, he seemed to have figured it out, reached into his jacket pocket, and took out a few photos.

Because the distance was far away and the car was dark, I couldn't see what was in the photo.

"I have some photos here, all of them are corpses. I want you to see..."

"I don't want to read it!!!" I immediately and strongly refused.

It’s not that I’m stingy, who wants to see those kind of photos at night!!!

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous... This is our latest discovery. Please listen to what I have to say first..."

Then, the male police officer told me that in the afternoon, that is, after they left the hospital, they had just returned to the city bureau's criminal police team office.

At this time, the medical examiner responsible for the autopsy made a phone call to the male police officer.

The forensic doctor said that there was a strange phenomenon on the body, which was rare, so it was best for the male police officer to go and see for himself.

So, the male police officer took the elevator down to the minus 2 floor. The city bureau's morgue and autopsy room were both on the minus 2 floor.

The male police officer is in his forties and is already an experienced criminal investigator. Naturally, he is not afraid of corpses and has long been accustomed to it.

However, the female police officer was still in the stage of being a trainee assistant, so she was very nervous and stood at the door without daring to go in.

The male police officer didn't embarrass her and went in alone. The forensic doctor was waiting for him in the autopsy room.

The dissection room is not large, and there is a stainless steel metal bed in the middle.

On the bed, lying on his back, was a corpse, that of Mr. He.

After Mr. He fell from the building, he was beaten to a bloody pulp. Fortunately, he landed on his back. Although the back of his head was severely damaged, the facial features remained intact.

When it was brought back, the face was stained with blood, so it did not arouse the suspicion of the forensic doctor. However, after the forensic doctor used clean water to clean off the dirty blood on the body, the forensic doctor immediately discovered something strange!

That is, there seems to be something wrong with the face of the deceased?!

When the male police officer said this, I was already very scared and my teeth were trembling!

Although I didn't see Mr. He's body with my own eyes, just listening to his description, all the hairs on my back stood up one by one.

In this police car, I was not the only one who was nervous. The young female police officer sitting in front of me also seemed to be afraid.

Because I saw that her face was whiter than before, like a piece of white paper!

The only calm person in the car was the male police officer sitting in the cab. He lowered his head and still held the photos in his hands.

Obviously, those photos were probably taken of Mr. He’s body!!!

"Haha..." The male police officer also seemed to feel the tense atmosphere in the car. He laughed twice unreasonably, "Haha, don't be so nervous, because I haven't finished what I said yet?"

The male police officer continued to laugh twice, thinking that his laughter could alleviate the tension in the car.

However, it backfired. That damn dry laughter not only failed to relax the atmosphere, but actually made it sound even more terrifying!!!

The male police officer continued: "Actually, I don't need the forensic doctor to remind me. When I entered the morgue, I saw the difference on the corpse's face the first time I entered it. The main difference was that his face... that face was very weird. I

It refers to the expression on the face, uh... how should I put it, that smile is very weird, it looks... it looks a lot like smiling..."

Listen to what he said...

The hairs on my back were already standing on end, but now, it seems like there is a layer of ice on my back!!!

I seemed to be irritated by this terrifying atmosphere. In order to embolden myself, I shouted loudly: "The corpse can still laugh, are you kidding me?!"

The male police officer was yelled at by me, but he was not angry, but nodded and continued: "Yes, yes, the corpse is a dead person, how can a dead person still smile? But...that expression...how to say? Really

It’s like laughing? Really?”

As he said this, he went even further. He actually took out one of the photos and slowly handed it to me...
Chapter completed!