sinovels Chapter 45 Bottles and Jars
Chapter 45 Bottles and Jars
Upon hearing Wu Feilin's words, Gu Huai put the case file in his hand on the office chair.
"Captain Wu, let me drive."
Seeing Gu Huai's eager eyes, Wu Feilin didn't say anything more and handed him the key.
They sped along the road, and when they arrived at the scene, Gu Huai saw the chimney that Luo Xiaojun had mentioned.
Gu Huai asked his colleagues at the scene and found out that the chimney belonged to the crematorium.
Because people in Shenzhen are generally superstitious, they don't go near the crematorium unless they have to.
This provides some convenience for smugglers.
Some people like to hide their modified speedboats in the seawalls surrounding crematoriums.
Of course, only a few individual smugglers do this; professional smugglers have legitimate businesses as a cover.
Soon, Gu Huai followed Wu Feilin into the innermost circle.
Although it was already midnight, the scene was illuminated as if it were daytime.
The boat found was an illegally modified motorboat. The hull was not large, but because its main purpose was smuggling, the cabin took up more than half of the hull.
Gu Huai observed the people at the scene and found that almost everyone's expression was strikingly similar.
Everyone looked disgusted.
"What's the situation now?" Wu Feilin asked, frowning. "Where's the thing?"
Jiang Bo, the squadron leader of the second squadron, crawled out of the cabin while covering his mouth.
"Captain Wu, the stuff is on the boat, and Old Zhao is already inside."
It was already past 3 p.m., and the tide was rising on the coast.
Upon hearing this, Gu Huai waded through the water and ran towards the boat without saying another word.
Upon entering the cabin, a strong odor immediately hit me.
The taste of formaldehyde.
The originally sealed bottle has been opened for the purpose of careful inspection.
Old Zhou from the technical department was taking pictures of those bottles and jars with his camera.
Gu Huai peeked over and saw a scene he would never forget.
Because the seal was not good, the liquid inside the bottle was pale yellow and somewhat cloudy.
The liquid contained grayish-white tissues, some of which sank to the bottom and others floated halfway.
The jar that Lao Hou was taking pictures of contained a fist-sized, irregularly shaped mass. Gu Huai looked closely and realized it was a uterus.
A tattered label was stuck to the outside of the jar, with words written on it in black marker.
92.3.4
Gu Huai remembered this date.
It appeared in the diary at Zhang Zhenhua's house.
She woke up, her eyes wide open like a fish's. I told her to look, and she actually did.
Qiangqiang, your mother is under my bed.
"Huff~" Gu Huai covered his mouth, forcibly preventing himself from spitting it out.
It's not that Gu Huai is making a mountain out of a molehill.
He had actually made thorough mental preparations before coming in.
The current scene, combined with the contents of the diary, reminded him of the time when Luo Zhenbang cut these things off.
"You beast!"
Gu Huai's shouts echoed continuously in the enclosed cabin.
No one present dared to reprimand Gu Huai.
Because this is also what they truly feel.
Gu Huai forced down his surging emotions and moved the flashlight downwards.
The jars on the shelf lit up one by one in the beam of light, like exhibits in a display case.
Each jar represents a woman.
Every woman died on a rainy night.
Gu Huai stopped flashlighting when he saw the bottle placed in the far corner.
This is the missing piece of Zhang Zhenhua's body!
Gu Huai roughly counted that there were thirteen jars in total.
Besides Zhang Zhenhua's case, there are twelve victims in total.
The seventeen dead people in Gu Huai's memory are somewhat different.
These five differences made Gu Huai feel much better.
Because of his appearance, four innocent people were spared from being harmed.
Just as Gu Huai was trying to mentally prepare himself, Lao Duan, the forensic doctor from the Municipal Bureau, came out of the cabin carrying a jar.
Upon seeing Wu Feilin, he put down the jar in his hand.
"Old Wu, come and take a look at this."
Wu Feilin stepped forward, peeked inside, and then immediately pulled his head back, staggering two steps backward.
"Damn it!"
Hearing the shout, Gu Huai looked up at the jar.
There was a human head in the jar.
A woman's head.
Inside, the hair was spread out and floating in the liquid, like black seaweed.
His eyes were closed, his lips were slightly parted, revealing his teeth, and there was a scar on his face that ran from his left eye to his lower right jaw, with the skin turned outwards and grayish-white after being soaked in formalin.
The label on the outside of the jar read, 89.11
This was the time when Li Xiumei went missing.
Gu Huai stared at that head for a long time.
Luo Xiaojun said his mother would call.
But Li Xiumei's head is here.
Who made those calls?
Luo Zhenbang? He found a woman to impersonate Li Xiumei?
Looking back now, it's understandable that Luo Xiaojun was only seven years old when Li Xiumei left, and couldn't distinguish the voice on the other end of the phone.
After several years of contact, memories can become distorted.
He remembered what Luo Zhenbang had said in the interrogation room: his wife had run off with someone else.
Ran?
It ran into this jar in this cabin?
Gu Huai stepped out of the cabin and returned to the deck.
The sea breeze blew over, dispersing some of the formaldehyde smell on him.
He was panting heavily, like a drowning person who had just been rescued from the water.
"Ah Huai," Ling Yue's voice came from the shore, "Are you alright?"
"It's nothing." As he spoke, Gu Huai could still taste the formaldehyde in his throat. "Fourteen jars, including his wife's, they're all in there."
Ling Yue flashed her flashlight, said nothing, and waded across to help Gu Huai off the deck.
After the technical staff tallied up all the bottles, they carried them out of the hold one by one.
To avoid causing widespread discomfort, they covered the bottle with a black cloth when they moved it out.
According to the statistics just now, only a few of the jars contained labels.
The labels on the other jars had been removed beforehand.
After Wu Feilin came out of the cabin, he stood on the shore and smoked one cigarette after another.
The cigarette butt glowed brightly in the darkness, its light quite dazzling.
Hou Hao squatted to the side, propping his head up with his hand, lost in thought.
After learning the details, Gu Huai found him and recounted the situation.
Wu Feilin remained silent for a few seconds before throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand.
"Notify Guangzhou and have them send someone over, and also call the technical department. We need to collect evidence tonight."
Hou Hao nodded and got up to walk into the crowd.
After giving these instructions, Wu Feilin turned to look at Gu Huai.
"Ah Huai, you're coming with me later. We have to get Luo Zhenbang's mouth out of his mouth today, no matter what!"