Chatper 87 (2/2)

"Please don't curse my marriage with my rich family, thank you."

"I'm too lazy to curse you." Ning Fang tilted his head uncomfortably, trying to raise his arms to wipe his face, but saw the stains on his clothes were gone again.

Seeing this, Qin Yiyue took out a wet tissue from her pocket, and calmly wiped the sweat from the corners of his eyes, "How did the deceased die this time?"

"I can't think about lying on the rails."

"How did the lying on the rails get sent to the hospital?"

"It was brought over by the railway ground staff." Ning Fang put on a mask, uncovered the blood-oozing white cloth, and said, "Qin Yiyue, I solemnly warn you. You don't want to live in the future, so don't lie on the rails, you know?" ? It's too ugly to die."

Qin Yiyue looked at the corpse under the white cloth, "Can't you expect me to order?"

"I care about you."

The white cloth was lifted, revealing the dilapidated body.

Except that the face is intact, there is nothing good about it.

Rao Qin Yiyue, who is used to seeing dead people, was taken aback, "Brother Ning, how are you going to do this?"

"Inspect the main torso and organs first, and make sure they are complete before joining them together." After Ning Fang finished speaking, he lit up the man's arms, legs, etc., "There are fewer fingers and skulls, and there are fewer internal organs. It's not being crushed into meat paste."

"Would you like to go see the scene?"

Ning Fang glanced at her, "Are you planning to skip work and follow me?"

"The director told me you were here, so he planned to let me herd sheep."

"The old man's brain is flooded again." Ning Fang reconfirmed the condition of the deceased's body before taking off his mask and going out.

**

The two drove for nearly an hour and arrived at the position where the deceased was lying on the rails.

Ning Fang took the snakeskin bag and shovel from the trunk, and handed the flashlight and vacuum packing bag to Qin Yiyue.

The two walked for more than ten minutes to the place where the deceased was lying on the rails.

There was already a man in his forties with eyes red and swollen from crying waiting.

Seeing them approaching, the man said in a hoarse voice, "Master, I have troubled you with this child. It is not easy for the child to live. Let him go completely when he is gone."

Ning Fang said: "The child's body is still missing two fingers and a skull. Now that the light is good, let's look for it. After grooming, brother, you can call other relatives."

"thanks, thanks."

Qin Yiyue silently watched the interaction between the two.

The three of them briefly explained a few words, and then split up to look for it.

There were relatively few trains at this time, so they searched within 20 meters of the blood-stained place.

The father of the deceased was probably overwhelmed with grief, and lost his strength after looking for it. He grabbed a blood-stained stone and asked Ning Fang, "Master, do you think this is the child's skull?"

"No. Brother, you should rest first. Leave this matter to the two of us. Don't worry, the child will leave intact."

"Hey."

Qin Yiyue and Ning Fang pinched their noses and searched on both sides of the smelly railway.

People who have never walked a railway on a remote road may not know that the railway on both sides of the remote road is similar to a small garbage disposal site, how disgusting it is.

The melon and fruit paper skin is still light, and you can step on poop if you are not careful.

And if they want to find two fingers and a skull in this pile of garbage, the difficulty and disgust can be imagined.

The child's father took a break and joined in to continue the search.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the afternoon that the three of them got together.

Man holding bloody skull and fingers crying out of breath.

Qin Yiyue and Ning Fang watched him cry quietly, neither of them comforted him.

It is a matter of life and death, and consolation has no effect.

All they can do is try their best to help his child stitch together and let him go completely.