C10 Wailing

"I can't think of anything else. I get a splitting headache just thinking about it!" I pressed the button for the old man. "Grandpa, are the people living in this building all retired workers from the steel mill?"

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, I've been working here since I graduated in 50. I've been working here for the rest of my life."

"Old grandpa, you've worked hard. You've dedicated your entire life to building your country." I struck the iron while it was still hot and said, "How can we youngsters have any longevity when we don't have anything to do? My dad found me an institution to do it, but I quit and started writing novels at home."

The reason why I said I wrote novels was because I saw that the old man's rocking chair was filled with many works of Gu Long. This was a novel from many years ago, and I believe that he was also a storyteller.

"Writing a novel?" The old man was obviously in a good mood as he said, "It's good to write novels, to be able to become famous!"

I pretended to smile shyly and scratched my head, saying, "I don't have it. It's just that it started and I don't have any inspiration. I want to write a supernatural novel." When I was walking around and saw this factory, I suddenly thought that after so many years of building such a large factory, something evil must have happened, right? "

The old man put down the newspaper in his hands and turned to look in the direction of the factory. His eyes were filled with memories as he said, "If you want to talk about evil, then you, old nose …"

The old man told me a lot of stories, like how a steel bar suddenly dropped while working and made a man into a mutton skewer. There was also an office building where a mother and child had jumped from a building and committed suicide.

In the end, he saw the two girls when he worked overtime. In the end, he had no choice but to find a Taoist and do some law chores. There were a lot of stories, but none of them were what I needed. I asked, "Old grandpa, you're talking about the dead. Are there any dead people?"

The old man thought for a long time, then suddenly slapped his thigh. He seemed a bit agitated, "There really is an extraordinary thing."

I poured a glass of water for the old man, and he slowly said …

Remember that that was in 1984, the spring wind of reform and opening up all over the country, everywhere building, building bridges. As a steel worker, that would have exhausted us. Due to the construction needs of the south, our factory has almost no stock, so we have to work overtime every day.

I remember that it was November 30, 1984, and that it was the night of the first and second teams. The group leader of Group One is me, and the group leader of Group Two is our current Chairman, Liu Yuling.

At that time, we were in charge of smelting while the other two were in charge of heat treatment. Our production process was very smooth. It should have been around 1: 30 in the second half of the night, and all the work should have been done.

One of us has packed up and is getting ready to leave work, but the second group needs to get the gas out of the high-pressure furnace, so they're a little later than us.

At that time, many of the older workers were noisy and hurried to get off work, but Liu Yuling had only been team leader for a few days. Finally, she ordered the captain in charge of the high-pressure furnace to open the valve. Who would have thought … "

The old man abruptly stopped here. I hastily asked, "What's wrong?"

"Sigh!" The old man sighed, took a sip of his tea, and continued, "Sin, the captain just opened the valve, and the high pressure furnace cracked open. The high temperature water vapor at the top of the furnace instantly submerged the captain."

My heart shuddered. "He died?"

"It's good that he's dead!" I saw a clear look of fear in the old man's eyes, and he said, "The captain let out a heart-wrenching howl. The hot gas instantly cooled down upon contact with the air, so the gas dissipated in a few seconds.

We saw that the captain was covered in blisters. He wobbled a few times and took a step back. The soles of his shoes had been scalded and the skin of his feet was sticking to the ground.

He scratched his face as he walked. Later, I heard the doctor said that the body was instantly covered by high temperature, as the muscles of the body contracted, so the feeling at that time should have been a pain that was difficult to itch.

The skin on his face was ripped off and it fell to the ground with a crackling sound. His wife ran over while crying, wanting to support his man. Who would have thought that the moment her hand touched his arm, the skin on that squad leader's entire arm would be torn off by her. "

After the old man said this, he stopped talking. It seemed that this memory was bad for him. I comforted him, "Old grandpa, so many years have passed. Forget it!" Right, how did this matter be resolved? And what's the name of that squad leader? "

"Sigh!" The old man sighed, and said: "The young captain and his wife's names are very easy to remember. The man is Zhang Liang, and the woman is Lee Shan. How nice is the name of this couple? Who would have thought that they would encounter such a thing? "

The old man continued: "Zhang Liang survived but could be considered to be crippled for the rest of his life. Cui Hongliang went to look for the old factory manager at the time and gave them a sum of money as compensation, so I didn't bring this matter up. "

I hastily asked, "Old Master, where did the couple live at that time?" In my mind, I was almost certain that these two couples were likely to be the killers.

The old man thought for a while and said: "It seems to be the west side of the Li Family! "Young man, I advise you not to go see them. That man's appearance is too scary."

Seeing that it was getting late, I said to the old man: "Old grandpa, thank you for telling me so much. I heard that the neighborhood is going to be demolished. Why haven't you moved away yet?"

"Humph!" The old grandpa angrily retorted, "It's all because of that bastard Cui Hongliang. Originally, Liu Yuling promised to give us our new house after we moved away, but who would have thought that that bastard Cui Hongliang would actually let us find a new house to pay for it.

I bought a green arrow gum at the grocery store and paid the old man ten dollars for it without asking him to find it. As I walked out of the grocery store, I thought that the case was becoming more and more interesting.

According to what the old man said, I can confirm that Liu Yuling was right at that time. Furthermore, she was very good to the workers in the factory, I can confirm that she was a good person.

Thinking about this, I feel that this matter is really too tragic. Liu Yuling's death was very unfair. Looking at the orderly management of Cheng Yang Steel, I secretly sighed in my heart. These workers have lost a good leader.

Up till now, I am almost certain that Lee Shan is the murderer with eighty percent of the time because she is a Level 10 Zhang Liang who is disabled, it is impossible for him to commit murder. But I don't have any evidence.

Furthermore, I am also very interested in this Cui Hongliang. According to our police investigation, the bad relationship between Cui Hongliang and him has reached a point where everyone knows about it.

However, more than 20 years ago, Cui Hongliang had actually used their relationship to help Liu Yuling escape punishment. Could it be that the two of them had an illicit relationship back then? Or was it for some other reason?

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Just as I was meditating, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang. I picked up the phone and looked at the screen, it was Liao Mengfann.

"What? Can't find me?" After two days of familiarizing myself with my partner, my tone of voice had clearly become a lot bolder.

"Where are you?" Liao Mengfann's tone was very cold, and through the receiver, I seemed to hear that she was a little out of breath. I said, "I found an important situation here in the old building, I know the culprit is -"

Liao Mengfann suddenly interrupted and said: "Go back to my car immediately, I'll see you later!" With that, she hung up the phone. I wondered what had happened to her. Could it be that something happened to Zhang Qingya? Thinking of this, I quickly ran to the entrance of the company.

I opened the door and got in the car. I saw Liao Mengfann leaning on the steering wheel, gasping for breath, her eyes were a little red, and she looked like she had been crying. I took out a tissue from my pocket and pushed her shoulder and asked: "What's wrong? Did Zhang Qingya tell you another moving love story? "

She shook her head, took the tissue, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and said: "At 2: 30 this afternoon, in the snowfield outside the city's north area, we found another three skinned corpses. One female and two males, after blood examination, those two corpses were the missing Little Lee and Little Wang."

I still vaguely remember when I heard that my colleague had been killed, my heart felt like it had been hammered by a thousand gold hammers, and it was extremely painful.

I was having difficulty breathing, my blood pressure was rising in my brain, and I felt as if my eyes had been coated with a layer of catalytic salt. Tears came to my eyes, and I didn't know how long I had been crying in the passenger seat, or why I was so sad. Afterwards, it was Liao Mengfann who woke me up. She held onto a tissue as she helped me wipe my tears like a wife.

After a long time, perhaps because there were no more tears, I stopped crying. Liao Mengfann drove me back to the police station, but after getting off the car, we all ran towards the same location, the Forensics Department.

The only sound that could be heard was the dripping of water in the formerly dark underground corridor. However, today, the heavy breathing of countless people could be heard.

Walking down the stairs, I saw that the long and narrow corridor was filled with colleagues from Ministry of Public Security door. Group One, Group Two, Group Three, and Group Four colleagues were waiting at the Dissecting Room's gate. Even the old man who had nothing better to do after retiring stood in the middle of the crowd, as he returned to the Ministry of Public Security entrance to cook for the canteen.

There were two chairs beside Dissecting Room's door, and two young policewomen were sitting there wailing. They should be their girlfriends. The Director Zheng was comforting them from the side and I saw that Liu Lee was hugging his head and smoking cigarettes one by one. Even though he was coughing violently, he did not extinguish his cigarette.

I didn't see my father, but Huang An was waiting at the door. I pulled Liao Mengfann's hand and walked over. My heart was filled with anger, I said to Huang An: "Don't stop me, I have to go in … …"