Chapter 59: The Female Voice in the Morgue
"Are you sick or something?" Mrs. Cai turned Mr. Wu over with force, then let out a scream that woke everyone up. It turned out she had seen that Mr. Wu had been dead for some time, with an axe stuck in his forehead. His eyes were wide open, and he looked terrified. The door to the room was open. No one knew who had entered the apartment and killed Mr. Wu. This apartment was very simple and didn't have any surveillance cameras installed, which made it harder for the police to investigate.
The second person found dead was Hongmei. She must have been killed before Mr. Wu, but her body was only discovered in the morning. She died in a small alley behind the hospital building. Her whole body was lying on the ground, with bloodstains already congealed. Her neck had been chopped in two by an axe. No one knew why she had come to this alley and met with such a cruel fate. The third person was a middle-aged man living on the 5th floor of the ward, who died in the toilet of the ward, his neck also chopped in two.
The witness who found the body also saw a terrifying alien in the toilet. When the witness entered the toilet, the alien stared at him with wide eyes and looked at him dazedly. When the witness screamed, it walked away quickly, like a flash of lightning.
I knew that the alien was actually the Two-Faced Baby. The police thought that the one who killed those three people must be the Two-Faced Baby, so they were determined to catch it. I knew that the Two-Faced Baby had been used again, and its presence at the scene of the crime had been used as a scapegoat for someone else's murder.
I got in touch with the Hedong police officer and the police station of this town, what surprised me was that except for Mr. Wu, all the others were from Xiayuan Village. The one who died in the toilet was also from Xiayuan Village, he had been hospitalized in this hospital for a long time, almost over a month.
These three murders have no connection, Hongmei and Mr. Wu have an interest relationship and they also have a connection point. However, the person from Xiayuan Village in the hospital department has no intersection with Hongmei and Mr. Wu.
It was already 9 o'clock in the morning, and the weather was terrible. The sky was filled with thick, lead-colored clouds, making it feel like dusk even though it was still daytime. Three people had died suddenly at the hospital, causing a big commotion, with police, media, and family members constantly coming and going.
The hospital did not want things to get out of hand, so they tried their best to cover up the incident. As a result, many people were actually unaware of what had happened. Moreover, it's not like every day someone doesn't die or cry in a hospital, so everything seemed normal as usual.
I went to look for Qing Jiang early in the morning, because I had a vague sense of unease, wondering if that perverted killer would harm Qing Jiang - Qing Jiang was also from Xiayuan Village. At the same time, Officer Dong gave me some explosive news: the reason why many women in Xiayuan Village were giving birth to deformed babies or stillbirths was because large amounts of substances that could cause fetal deformities and miscarriages had been detected downstream of the river - phthalates, triacetin, and chloroform.
Phenytoin, trimethadione are antiepileptic drugs that can cause craniofacial abnormalities, heart defects, premature birth, and developmental delays in physical and intellectual development. Chlorpropamide is an oral hypoglycemic agent, taking large amounts of these substances during pregnancy can lead to miscarriage, stillbirth, multiple congenital malformations such as congenital heart disease, hare lip, cleft palate, skeletal abnormalities.
Local police are stepping up their investigation in Shangyuan Village, as there is reason to believe that the poison was put out by people from Shangyuan Village upstream. It is not yet clear whether it was an individual or a gang who committed the crime. This information makes me feel fearful - how much hatred must the person who poisoned have towards the people of Xiayuan Village?
In ancient times, there was the practice of killing nine generations of a family, and now this person is actually thinking of exterminating the people of Xiayuan Village. There are barriers and conflicts between people, can't they just sit down face to face and talk calmly? Must they use such extreme and brutal means to kill each other? Why have human hearts become so complicated?
I suddenly envy the two-faced baby, although it is pitiful and ignorant of this world, but it is as simple as a blank sheet of paper. If people were like pure white paper to each other, would these tragedies not happen?
Here is the translation:
The information I have obtained so far is: First, this murderer has an extreme hatred for the people of Xiayuan Village. Second, this murderer does not know that the truth about the Double-Faced Baby being used by someone has already been made public. Therefore, it is highly likely that this murderer did not just come from the Leigong Hotel, but has been in this hospital all along. I told my conjecture to Officer Dong and asked him to investigate through his connections how many people from Xiayuan Village are in this town's hospital, including patients, doctors, and miscellaneous workers.
I went to look for Qing Jiang, Qing Jiang was sitting in a room of the hospital's outpatient department resting. However, she refused to talk to me, as she was waiting for the procedures to send Qing Lang's body to the funeral home. Because the police needed relevant tests.
I could only say to Qing Jiang, "Qing Jiang, you can ignore me. But now you may be in great danger, it's best for you to leave the hospital as soon as possible." Qing Jiang didn't even glance at me, she was treating me like I was transparent and nonexistent. I had no choice but to temporarily leave.
The investigation results came out at noon: there were 5 people in the town hospital of Shangyuan Village, 3 patients, 1 doctor and 1 janitor. The three patients were all elderly people over 75 years old, making it difficult for them to commit murder.
The doctor is a gynecologist, the attending physician of Qingtang, named Gu Jinghua, 41 years old, male, from Shangyuan Village, but has settled in the town. I had seen Gu Jinghua before, with a neat short haircut, a round face, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and a gentle expression. He looked like he had very little chance of being a psychopathic killer.
Another one is a handyman, whose specific age is unknown, only knowing that his name is Chen Haixian. Why doesn't Chen Haixian have any information? I decided to go to the hospital's personnel department for consultation. Since Officer Dong had already contacted the local police station, my actions were relatively smooth and they were very cooperative.
The person from the HR department said after hearing my intention: "Our hospital indeed does not have his records. To be honest, Chen Haixuan is actually a patient of our hospital from about 10 years ago. Due to a fire and medical accident, he was severely burned all over his body. After being treated, he refused to leave the hospital. In order to avoid trouble, we let him work as a janitor in the hospital. This has been going on for many years. As for his age, I'm not very clear either, at least over 60 years old. Because of the severe burns, he has terrifying scars all over his body, so it's usually hard to see him during the day. He normally works night shifts, if you want to find him, you can go to the 7th floor of the building, he's easy to recognize, over 185cm tall."
What immediately came to mind was the giant mummy-like figure I met in the dimly lit elevator, no wonder he was all wrapped up in gauze, it turned out that he had been burned by fire before. After knowing that he was just an ordinary person, I decided to go find Chen Haixuan.
When I arrived at the 7th floor, I was shocked to find that the 7th floor was actually the morgue of this hospital. I had no idea that the morgue was on the top floor. I knew that hospitals have morgues for storing corpses, but I always thought such a gloomy place should be located in the basement or an independent house, not above the ward - is it for convenience to directly move patients who suddenly die up to the morgue? Although I've always believed there are no ghosts in this world, when I entered the 7th floor, my psychological effect started, feeling a chill and a smell of death.
There was an attendant at the staircase entrance who asked me to show my ID before letting me in, so I had him call the personnel department. After he made the call and said a few words, he respectfully let me pass.
I asked him: "Is Chen Haiyuan inside?"
"The house at the end of the alley, he should be resting inside now."
The structure of the 7th floor is very different from other floors, with a very wide corridor and several large rooms on both sides. Inside should be the morgue. After entering, I opened a room with a mix of fear and curiosity, thinking that the scene inside would be terrifying, with iron sheets and beds holding various scary corpses. But what I saw was just a very clean floor, spotless and sparkling like a mirror. Many large boxes were arranged in rows, similar to drawers, where the bodies should be placed, only pulled out when needed, and pushed back in when not needed, without any scary atmosphere at all.
I continued to walk inside, it was really very quiet here, truly to the extent that if a needle fell on the ground you could hear it. I quickly walked to the end of the passageway and saw a door appear.
I knocked gently on the door and asked, "Is Chen Haiyuan in?"
No one replied to me, so I gently pushed open the door. The interior decor gave me a fright, with many glass bottles filled with yellow liquid, and inside were soaking all sorts of strange things: some giant centipedes, some deformed birds, and some internal organs that looked very disgusting, it was unclear whether they belonged to animals or humans... This room was extremely cluttered, the floor was littered with many blackened gauzes, and various smells existed, formaldehyde smell, rotting smell, sour smell...
Chen Haiyan is not inside.
I hastily retreated, unable to imagine how Chen Haixiang could live in such a situation. Since he was not in the rest room, he must have gone to the morgue. I went into the nearest one, pushed open the door and didn't see anyone. Then I went to the one on the right, when I pushed open the door, I heard a faint woman's voice coming from inside.
The morgue was empty of any living person, yet there was a woman's voice, making one feel a chill in their heart.

