Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 411

Immediately afterwards, Wang Dengming heard the wheels rubbing against the ground and the chirping sound of the wheels due to lack of lubricating oil.

In the dark morgue, he turned on the flashlight.

The cart carrying Xuesha moved, moving about one meter in the direction of the window. After the light source of the flashlight was turned on, the cart was still moving, but at a very slow speed, as if pushed by an external force. Push the cart, inertia dictates.

Wang Dengming held a gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other.

He felt like he was about to suffocate.

The flashlight quickly scanned the empty morgue, but there was nothing.

There are only two carts in the morgue, and nothing else is placed. It is impossible to see Tibetans at a glance.

No one, why did the cart move suddenly?
Who gave the strength to push the cart?
The flatness of the floor of the mortuary was the same as that of other rooms on this floor. There could be no inclination. Without external force, how could the cart move suddenly.

Wang Dengming came to the door and turned on the light.

It took about a minute for his breathing to pull his pulse back to its normal rate.

The door, Wang Dengming, is locked, no one can walk in from the outside, and the windows are also closed, unless the glass is broken, no one can pull the hook of the window.

But the glass is intact.

The ceiling of the morgue is not suspended, nor is there a decorative layer, it is just painted with a layer of white paint, and the cement board can be seen.

The ground is also a tiled floor.

At this moment, Wang Dengming's brain was completely messed up.

He stared at the white cloth on Xuesha's body. Ten seconds later, he pushed the cart back to its original position, and then pulled the cart back to the moved position. Back and forth, according to the distance the cart moved, he After pushing and pulling three times, Wang Deng made it clear that the cart would never move without external force, and it would take at least four kilograms of strength to make the cart move.

In the end, he didn't have the courage to uncover the white cloth, and he didn't have the courage to stay any longer.

He opened the door and fled from the morgue to the office.

Gudong Gudong, Wang Dengming drank a whole bottle of mineral water, sat on a chair, staring blankly.

Just after dawn, with a little white belly showing in the east, Wang Dengming left the police station in a police car and went to the hotel.

When Sensi was soundly asleep, Wang Dengming got into her bed and said, "Sponsor, please comfort me, you scared me to pee."

Wang Dengming looked so embarrassed, Senxi lost his sleepiness, and asked with a smile, "Who scared you?"

"Xuesha, that female student, listen to me, it's really scary, so scary"

After listening to Wang Dengming's horrifying narration, Sensi also said: "No way, why did such a situation happen, how could it move if no one pushed it."

"I don't know, what a hell, what a hell, is there really such a thing as a dead body in this world?"

Sensi put his hands on his shoulders: "Stop talking, is it a zombie?"

"The hell knows!"

At around seven o'clock, Sensi got up first and brought breakfast to Wang Dengming, who said he had no appetite.

He curled up in the quilt and said he really wanted to sleep.

Sensi said no, he had to get up and eat a little, and it was okay to catch up on sleep after eating.

Like coaxing a child, she went to pull Wang Dengming to get up, and found that Wang Dengming's face was a little flushed, and when she reached out to touch Wang Dengming, he was actually feverish.

The body temperature was measured, and the temperature was 38.5.

"What's the matter? Sheriff."

"I don't know, I didn't catch a cold last night."

"You'd better go to the hospital to have a look. I think you have a fever caused by convulsions."

Convulsions?In layman's terms, it was a fever caused by being frightened by something. Wang Dengming covered his face. He really didn't expect that Wang Dengming would have a high fever when he was frightened one day.

Sensi didn't care about Wang Dengming's heat, but was very interested. This guy finally had time to be afraid.

Wang Dengming was too lazy to go to the hospital, so he asked Senxi to find him antipyretics and threw two into his stomach. He broke out in a cold sweat covering the thick quilt, and he was fine by noon.

In the afternoon, he returned to the police station and came to the morgue again.

In broad daylight, he dared to remove the white cloth on Xuesha's face now.

Garcia came in with him.

"Sir, did you find anything last night?"

"No, everything was normal last night. Nothing special happened. I slept soundly until dawn."

Of course Wang Dengming wouldn't tell what happened last night, he couldn't afford to lose this person.

"But last night we did see Xuesha walking past our window."

"Let's not talk about that, my inference is still the same, it's because you are dazzled, don't be surprised, go on patrol."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Master Qin appeared in Wang Dengming's office.

"Master, don't focus on making money!"

"You are in such a hurry to find me, what's the matter?"

"Let me tell you, something strange happened to me."

"What's weird?"

"I want to ask you one thing, is there any fraud in this world?"

Master Qin smirked: "Of course there are. We saw it when we robbed the tomb. Why, did you see the fake corpse? Where is it?"

"I slept with dead people last night, you know that?"

"I know, Xiao Minzi told me today, she called me and said that you are very bold, the most daring policeman, she admires you very much, what happened last night?"

"Don't ask what's going on, just follow me to the morgue."

Not long after, the two came to the morgue.

"It was like this last night. She moved and looked in the direction of the window."

Master Qin pushed with his hands.

"This is really the rhythm of cheating corpses. No one can push this car and it can't move."

"Or I'll let you dry the wool."

Master Qin Lan Hua pinched her fingers and said, "Sheriff, I told you to cremate her, but you just didn't listen."

"But the case can't be closed so unclearly, all of this is too strange. Isn't this what you said that this case has something to do with the giant ghost and the church?"

"That's what I said, but something..."

(End of this chapter)