"What you mean by 'death' means... the deaths of those deceased were accidents!" Zeng Ke also felt his hair stand upright and the atmosphere was strange, "And the corpses... were all stolen by the murderer? Did you dig a dead grave? This is too immoral..."

"Not necessarily!" Zhao Yu said, "I heard that we can buy it with money in our hometown! I wonder... will this be the same in Wuqingshan?"

"Oh... makes sense!" Zeng Ke said, "If the body was bought, then there is no way to compare the missing persons! But... they are all underage girls over 14 years old. Even if they have money, can they really buy it?

"Although the child has passed away, it is his own child after all. Who is the parents willing to sell the child's body?"

"This may be possible, poor families, or local customs, adults think it's for the good of their children, etc... " Zhao Yu said, "No matter what, we have to check this direction!"

"Well..." Zeng Ke thought about it and asked again, "Do you still remember the female corpse No. 7? Didn't the forensic doctor say that she was strangled to death? This..."

"Hey?" Zhao Yu's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Zeng Ke, could it be... the female corpse No. 7 died in a murder case, but the case was solved! Then when the family handled the corpse, someone was willing to pay for the corpse, so the corpse was put into the corpse No. 7 hanging coffin?"

"If you want to say that..." Zeng Ke understood what Zhao Yu meant, "Then I'll check the case records and see if there are any similar cases?"

"Well... besides these..." Zhao Yu asked, "If our guessing direction is correct, is there any other way to confirm the identity of the deceased?"

"Minor girls have little chance of applying for ID cards. There is no photo on the household registration page. If you look for it, you may have to start with the student status table!" Zeng Ke said, "Only if there are photos of students on the student status table, you can compare them through software.

"But, most of the photos on the school list are photos of children when they were very young, and there will be errors in software comparison. Moreover, I'm afraid that someone will drop out of school...

"Oh, and..." Zeng Ke thought about it and said, "You can also compare it through personal pictures on the Internet, but it will take a long time, usually in years!"

"Okay," Zhao Yu ordered, "No matter what possible it is, you won't let go! Pass the data back to the Criminal Department and send it to various provincial departments to help find it together! I don't believe it anymore. Are the six living corpses really unable to find the owner??"

"Okay, I'll do it now!"

After agreeing, Zeng Ke hung up the phone.

Tsk tsk...

At this moment, Zhao Yu was still on the cliff, looking at the busy staff, he habitually smacked his lips.

I'm afraid...this direction is not right, right?

He thought to himself: Because... Geng Yaai's is indeed missing? She must have nothing to do with being married to the Yin Dynasty or something?

If the family members sold the body, how could they report it?

Also, the autopsy report proved that she might have had a car accident. Is there something hidden in it?

It's so strange!

Now that the case has been investigated for a day and a half, he has not even solved a single deduction, and there are more and more puzzles. Is the hanging coffin mystery really so strange and complicated?

"Leader, leader..."

Just as Zhao Yu was frowning and pondering, the captain Xiong Wendong suddenly brought a young policeman to him.

"Leader," Xiong Wendong said seriously, "Aren't you asking me to find some masters or masters of metaphysics? Well...you see..."

As he said that, he pointed at the little policeman.

"No way?" Zhao Yu grinned, "So young? Are you kidding?"

"No, no!" The police officer waved his hand quickly, "The leader misunderstood. I am not a master. I just know where there is a master!"

"Oh?" Zhao Yu's original intention was to ask Xiong Wendong to find some experts in this field to ask them about the seven-star hanging coffin.

But unexpectedly, Xiong Wendong just found a piece of news.

"There is a master of geography in Wufengling, and it's very accurate!" said the little policeman, "Well... I live in the abandoned Wufeng Taoist Temple in the past! Oh... I am the Taoist bone fairy style, and I'm not an ordinary person at first glance! I'm so amazing when I look at the appearance, divination, and Feng Shui!"

"Well... leader..." Xiong Wendong added, "To be honest, we are all policemen, of course we don't believe in these things. So, after you asked me, I found someone for a long time before I found out!"

"Wufengling..." Zhao Yu recalled the map, "It seems not too far, right?"

"Not far! Not far!" the little policeman quickly replied, "It's only six or seven kilometers! If you want to go, I'll take you there now!"

"Does he also show fortune telling to others at night?" Zhao Yu looked at the dim sky and asked.

"Well... I don't know either!" the little policeman replied, "But... you are not asking him for fortune telling. As long as he is at home, are you still afraid that he will not cooperate with the investigation?"

"That's right!" Zhao Yu thought for a while and decided to say, "Okay... I'll go and meet this master now!"

"Okay, I'll accompany you too!" Xiong Wendong said, and immediately walked to a police car.

"No!" Zhao Yu waved his hand and ordered, "Let's change the car! It's not appropriate to drive a police car to the master's house. We should be low-key, low-key!"

"Oh...Okay!" Xiong Wendong quickly picked up his cell phone and contacted a non-police car.

Then, Xiong Wendong drove with the little policeman leading the way, and the three of them walked upwards and headed towards Wufengling.

After the car drove onto the main road, Zhao Yu was not idle, but talked to the two police officers about the identity of the female corpse, wanting to hear the opinions of the two locals.

"Get a yin relationship?" Xiong Wendong shook his head, "I have only seen it in those supernatural novels, but in reality... it seems that I have never seen it before, nor have I handled a similar case!"

"Indeed..." The policeman turned around and sat in the passenger seat, "Leader, let's hide it from you, our family is just helping people make a living by cooking funerals!

"I'll tell you this. There may be business and corpses in other places, but it is absolutely impossible in our area!"

"Ah?" Zhao Yu asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Because..." said the police officer, "We advocate cremation here! After people die, they will be cremated!"

"Yes! Yes!" Xiong Wendong clapped his hands suddenly, "Hey! Why didn't I remember it? Leader, that's true. For us, cremation is not only a national regulation, but also a tradition!

"I said, why do I feel that the crime of reselling corpses is so unfamiliar to me?" Xiong Wendong said, "You don't know that the traditional funeral culture here believes that a person can only be ascended to heaven by cremation! So, if people are cremated, why are they reselling corpses?"

"Oh?" Zhao Yu bulged his nose in depression and said in frustration, "That's it...even if you dig a grave and steal a corpse... it's impossible?"
Chapter completed!