Special Forces Medic-Chapter 633 - 599: Zhang Qiang is Dead

The hospital is not a police station and won't provide any space for the possibility of autopsying a body. People going in and out here are patients or accompanying family members and friends.

Facing the hospital's firm attitude, reluctantly, the only option was to take the body back to the City Police Department's basement for an autopsy. This wasn't a problem, but just like letting a bird out of its cage, it's hard to take it back once released. Returning to the North District, Wu Shuang refused to take even a step away. The two were at a stalemate, while Director Zhao, off to the side, was extremely worried.

Wu Shuang is a stubborn and headstrong woman; without special circumstances, she usually wouldn't back down from her decisions, so her persistence made it quite difficult for Mu Rongyun.

"You can take the body back to the police station." Wu Shuang calmly said, looking at Mu Rongyun with unusually thin eyes.

"You want me to take this thing by taxi?" Mu Rongyun, exasperated, pointed at the body wrapped in the hospital's plastic bag. Without the preservation of a freezer, in this season, the body's preservation time was just a few hours. By now, they had already wasted plenty of time arguing about whether to stay.

Adding the time on the road, the body would start to smell even before reaching the police station. No taxi driver would be willing to do this, and even if not for that reason, Mu Rongyun was sure no one would want to bring bad luck on themselves by taking a body as a passenger for no reason.

Wu Shuang hadn't considered this transportation issue; it seemed she had grown accustomed to thinking that every time a body appeared, a vehicle would naturally take it back to the police station. At this moment, she also looked at Mu Rongyun in confusion. "You can ask him."

"Me?" Director Zhao pointed to his nose with his finger and shook his head vigorously. "No way, absolutely not."

"Why not? A taxi is a privately owned business, and we can't force them to accept, but you're different. You're the guardian of this district. Someone died here; we're asking you to assist in transporting the body back. Why can't you?" Wu Shuang's seemingly unreasonable argument sounded like nonsense to the two men. Surely, there could be better solutions, but Wu Shuang didn't want to think about it.

"Your words aren't wrong, but considering the temperature right now, by the time we get to the City Police Department, this thing will start to smell, affecting the preservation of the body. I don't want any transportation issues to impede the investigation of this case." Zhao said with a righteous tone, and Wu Shuang couldn't find anywhere in his words to rebut.

"If that's what you're worried about, why not just get some ice?" Wu Shuang's suggestion was dismissed by Mu Rongyun, who walked over to one side of the body. The blue plastic bag encasing the body was covered in condensation.

"Wu, with so much trouble, why don't you just get a funeral car and take it away? It would be much easier." Director Zhao had his resolute moments, and under no circumstances would he lend his car to this woman to transport a body.

Mu Rongyun put on gloves and tore open a part of the plastic bag, letting the steam escape. The difference in extreme temperatures would accelerate the time of the body's decay. "While you two argue, have you considered the victim's family?" Wu Shuang glared back at Mu Rongyun. "I need to perform an autopsy on the body. I suspect this person didn't die naturally and need the family's signed consent." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Director Zhao, can you contact the victim's family?"

"The child was from our precinct, named Zhang Qiang, with no parents, but he has a sister working on Xuefu Road. We already notified her, but she hasn't shown up yet."

The deceased was named Zhang Qiang. From this person's account, the family's circumstances seemed average, and the sibling relationship appeared tricky. "Her brother died, and she doesn't even come to take a look?"

"Ah!" Director Zhao suddenly sighed. "How to say this, Zhang Qiang was doing fine here, diligent and obedient. His interpersonal skills were a bit lacking, possibly due to his personality, quite reclusive, not really socializing. You know, in today's society, you need to be good at talking to have connections, right?"

"Director Zhao, think of a way to locate this person and bring her to the City Police Department." Wu Shuang felt conflicted about the nearby body. Not being able to perform the autopsy immediately was a big problem. "Get a car to send it back to City Police Department."

We can't just leave the body here continuously, nor can we send it back to the hospital, and taking it directly to the crematorium is unreasonable, which would be quite a cruelty to the deceased.

Director Zhao immediately dialed the funeral car fleet, finally managing to have the body transported back. Mu Rongyun was supposed to go back with it, but he chose to stay behind, not quite from understanding Wu Shuang, just feeling that if left alone, she would definitely head to the brick factory later. What puzzled him was where Hua Qingyi had gone?

The deceased Zhang Qiang's sister was named Zhang Qian, a name like her looks, as pretty as a flower. Working in a student restaurant on Xuefu Road, doing odd jobs, with modest pay but including food and board, enough to support herself. Although her brother Zhang Qiang worked in the police station, with a government salary being what it was, there were some benefits during holidays that he could bring back, subsidizing his sister's living expenses a bit each month.

Because Zhang Qian was a single mother with a son just three years old, she didn't even know the child's father, probably due to her tumultuous and chaotic past life. Now, perhaps filled with regret, she seemed ready to turn over a new leaf.

Director Zhao found Zhang Qian washing dishes in the back kitchen of the student restaurant. Head down, the hair falling over her forehead covered her face. Director Zhao walked over to someone in a white work uniform next to her, whispered a few words, and then the staff member glanced at Wu Shuang and the others before shouting at the dishwashing woman, not exactly sounding friendly. "Zhang Qian, someone from the City Police Department is here to see you."

Zhang Qian paused for a moment, then lifted her head, her big eyes flashing with a surprised glow. She removed the plastic gloves from her hands, tidied her hair, and walked over to them.

"What's the matter?"

Zhang Qian's indifference gave Wu Shuang a terrible first impression. She seemed as if nothing had happened when her only brother had died, and she could still be washing dishes here. What was this?

"Zhang Qiang is dead."

"Oh, I know. Director Zhao already informed me in the morning, but I can't leave." Zhang Qian casually moved the corners of her mouth. "After I get off work, I will go to the hospital to arrange the funeral procedures."

"We now suspect that the cause of Zhang Qiang's death was homicide. We need to conduct a further autopsy on his body, requiring your signed consent." (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)