Chapter 9 Chapter nine

There were so many discrepancies between the coroner's report and the police chief's report that those who disliked the coroner's behavior took advantage of it.One of his deputy, named Lu Jimei, manages public relations and acts as a spokesperson for him, and has been trying to win the relationship and praise of various parties for him. I have met him once. It took me an hour to wait until he was free to meet me. He looked at my business card and said: Lai, what can I do for you? I said: Insurance companies are pretty nasty, aren't they? He started to nod, and then the habit of doing public relations all the time came to mind, and he said: Of course, Lai, you can't blame them all.They want absolutely no doubts.

I know, I say: but sometimes they spend too much money, too much time, just spinning around. In this way, he said with a smile: You are representing an insurance company, and the purpose is to cause us a lot of trouble.This is just a prelude to make us feel better. Maybe, I said: How about Long Feixiao? All of a sudden, there was no expression on his face, Lai, what's the matter with you? What does an autopsy say? Mr Lai, this is a police murder case.You should know I can't say anything. I don't care who killed him.I said: I'm checking the insurance point of view. What is the insurance point of view?

Does the identification of the body matter? God!Not at all. Could it be suicide? You tell me first how a person can punch a hole in the back of his head, and then we will talk about suicide.According to this heavy blow to the back of the head, no matter how you say it, it is impossible for Long Feixiao himself to do this.Besides, no one who decides to commit suicide will beat himself to death with a heavy object.I have heard of taking poison, jumping into a lake, and pistols, or hanging myself, taking sleeping pills, taking marathon, and cutting my wrists.I've never heard of someone hitting the back of the head with a baseball bat.

I said, "Brother Lu, I'm just doing it for a living."Is it possible that there is no water in the swimming pool, but Long Feixiao thought there was water.Long Feixiao stepped onto the springboard and saw a flying dragon in the sky. He wanted to dive into the water, so he hit the cement, so the dragon should not use it. Lu said: Mr. Lai, I cannot discuss these matters. It is very useful for insurance companies. Insurance companies should dig out the evidence themselves. Well, I told him: let's check the identity of the body first. Why do you still talk about identification?Lu said: You know, everyone in the city knows this guy.

I know I know.I said: But you also know that the regulations of insurance companies are like this. Do you work for that company?he asks. I never said I was working for an insurance company.I said: All I said was that I wanted to figure this out, and insurance companies have very good routines for this sort of thing.Of course, at least I will strive to reach the level of insurance companies in this regard. He laughed and said: Very good at talking, very good at talking, in fact, it is superfluous, it just shows that you have been hired by an insurance company.However, the company expects you to investigate secretly, not too much.

After investigation, the deceased was Long Feixiao himself. Is there any problem? Of course no problem.God!Lai, what are you doing?Do you know something that I don't? I don't know anything.I'm just going to check all the subsections to be right.What about fingerprints?Removed his fingerprints? Of course we took his fingerprints off.Everyone who passes through our doors must leave their fingerprints. Checked against the fingerprints in government official files? No, Lu said: I mean not yet.We're pretty sure about that, there's been no problem.And now you appear here to ask three questions and four questions, what is your intention?

Do you have his fingerprints? I told you, there are. Can I see the autopsy report? Can't. What about fingerprints? Lu hesitated for a moment, and said: Why not, I can show it to you. We walked out of the room and went to the archives room. When I came back, I had ten rubbings of fingerprints in my hand. How about getting me a copy? He hesitated again, and said: Why not.Walked over to the copier and made a copy for me. Is that good enough?He gave me a copy and said. good enough.I said: This copy is enough for comparison and identification. Lai, why did you come up with an identification question?

how could I know?All I know is that I'm going to re-investigate the matter so that the case has no flaws in that regard. Someone raised a question? No comment. Does that mean you can't tell me? Whatever you want.I smile. Well, he said: I gave you the fingerprints you asked for.Here I would like to record that the insurance company once raised the issue of identification of the deceased. Don't do that.I said. Why? Because this is not the truth. So what is the truth? You can determine what legal procedures the corpse has gone through, and there is no problem in identifying him as Long Feixiao.He was the Assistant Prosecutor's Attorney in the case of Gerstein, who was on trial for the murder of his own wife, which caused quite a stir.So Long Feixiao has attracted the attention of the public, and his death caused many people to ask many questions.The above, you can call the absolute truth.Anything beyond this range is currently unreliable.It's all just guesswork.

Is there any harm in guessing?he asks. There is no harm in guessing if it turns out to be correct. Did you guess wrong in the end? I stare at him, then you are in trouble, and I will add: this yamen is also in trouble. Lai, don't talk nonsense.He said: Recently, this unit has had enough troubles, and you can't help making troubles anymore. I also have this feeling.I told him. Well, let's put it this way: If the insurance company has some theory, and it is found to be the same or close to the facts after investigation, which is very helpful to our public, we naturally hope to know which angle it is.

So you can tell the police? This is good for us. Is there any benefit? some.He said: You know, the police have been saying this all the time recently, and they have not cooperated as before. So you want to go to them and give them a new angle and a new perspective.The police will consider that one day you will use this to make yourself famous and make the police look bad. I said: This is fun, isn't it? He made a grimace and smiled with his teeth showing, but after thinking about it carefully, it wasn't fun. In other words, I said: If you think about it carefully, you still think that there is nothing wrong with the current police-prosecutor relationship.

As long as the common people don't mess around, the police and the prosecution will be put under pressure. I'm not messing around, I'm just asking what you did with the body identification and if there was anything wrong with the identification. What can I answer you? You told me that your investigation report has been announced, and it is inconvenient for you to speak in your current situation. I let you see the file, didn't I? No, you gave me a set of fingerprints from the file so that I can also verify the identity of the deceased.in case something goes wrong How could there be a mistake?fingerprint? How can fingerprints be wrong? Maybe God!I have no idea.Lai, the world is full of wonders.Long Feixiao may have died in the war, someone got his dog tag and called himself Long Feixiao, and came back to live in the model of Long Feixiao. I said: You watch too much TV.You see, you have his fingerprints, the government has his fingerprints, and the FBI's fingerprints, you will be seamless. Anyone who thinks we don't follow this set of standard operating procedures is wrong.He said: Now that you have come here mysteriously to ask questions, I will match the footprints of the corpse with the hospital where he was born. For now, you can get the hell out of here, I should have some time off from get off work, I'm going home for dinner. I left their office, went back to the hotel, and started checking fingerprints again.Suddenly, I jumped up from the chair.I found another similar one.Long Feixiao has a fingerprint, which is exactly the same as the one I got in Room 27 of Qinqin Motel. Now, our detective agency has sunk to the brow in a murder case. A private detective agency working on a case like this would be standing on the edge of a volcano that could erupt at any moment, or groping in the dark at an underground firecracker factory trying to light a match to see how much gunpowder is still in the room. The biggest difficulty is that the fingerprint has no time indicator. If the murdered man had ever lived in this room with Beschanon and Rengarton, there was only one way, the only way, for me to go. However, maybe Long Feixiao just went to that room before they went to the hotel? Motel rooms are usually rented out several times a day. The motel is upscale and doesn't seem like a hotel or anything.But who knows, isn't there a lot of illegal incidents that are high-sounding on the surface? What kind of form is this motel in the end? If this room has been rented out twice that day, the management department has probably destroyed the first rental record, maybe for tax purposes, or maybe the management department will take advantage of the boss.In case of misfortune, I expected; well, the hotel is now in the same bad situation as I am. I went to a phone booth and answered the call from Higalo's apartment.I said to the woman who answered the phone: Is Mrs. Hee home? May I ask who is it? A man with very important information from last Saturday night.I said. May I have your surname? Mr. Weekend. weekend?Please name. knight. It's hard for me to pass on this kind of call to Ms. Xi, Mr. Weekend Knight.That's what you say you're called? Yes, weekend riders. Mr Knight at the weekend, she said: "We get all kinds of calls, but like. I heard a woman's voice asking: Lusa, what are you talking about? There was a silence on the phone, apparently Lusa put her palm over the receiver as she reported back to her boss. After a while, another woman's voice came to answer the phone. The voice was cautious, defensive, and cold. Mr. Weekend, can you tell me what kind of business you do? I take a chance. Please tell Ms. Xi, I said: There is a private detective named Lai Tangnuo.He is staying at the Edgemont Hotel now.He was investigating the guests who had stayed at a certain motel the previous Saturday night, especially the named witnesses. Who are you?You said you were Mr. Weekend? Actually, I said: My name is Santa Claus.I just wanted to send some useful news to Ms. Hee.The man surnamed Lai is a big fool. He only wants to tell his employer the news he got from the investigation, and someone needs to come forward to stop him.It is too dangerous for me to tell you the news now.I think you are Ms. Hee's secretary, right?For her own good, you should have told her the news earlier. I hung up the phone and went back to the Edgemont Hotel.I don't think I'll be able to sleep tonight.But otherwise, nothing happened.