The ring hanging on Lao Mo's heart is called the wolf. It was originally made by Jia Shifang, a Taoist in the Yongzheng period. It is used to restrain the guards of Shangyu's spare parts (commonly known as the sticking rod). According to legend, whenever the guards of the sticking rods go out to do business, the Yiren planted a wolf on his heart. Whenever they succeeded in the future, they would take down the wolf. However, if there was any mistake in doing business, someone would control the wolf and take the life of the guard.

It was not until the ninth year of Yongzheng that Emperor Yongzheng suspected that Jia Shifang used magic to confuse him, so he invited Lou Jinyuan, a Taoist from Longhu Mountain, to go down the mountain and take Jia Shifang's life. Since Jia Shifang's death, Ji Lang also disappeared and disappeared. Unexpectedly, he would meet someone who would use Ji Lang here after nearly 300 years.

After hearing Yang Xiao talk about the origin of the ring, Fatty Sun blinked his eyes and looked at Yang Xiao and said, "Old Yang, it's not me that this matter is becoming more and more interesting. An old man in the morgue's guardian, who can install this thing on his heart?"

After saying that, Fatty Sun stretched out. After stretching his fat body, he looked at Yang Xiao and said, "I originally thought that I had the opportunity to take a nap in this place for a while, but now I don't have to think about it anymore. Lao Yang, it's good to go out for activities and find a place to eat."

While talking, Lao Mo took the x-ray he had just taken and walked over again with a flushed face. He headed straight for Yang Xiao: "How did you do it? Why did you hold such a small circle on my heart?"

Fatty Sun was a little excited when he saw Lao Mo, and hurriedly came over to smooth things over, saying, "Lao Mo, it's not that I said, it's no point to find the account. You saw how Lao Yang put the ring just now, and you want him to do it again? Lao Yang, too, you almost took out the wolf who put it out. Look, Lao Mo is anxious..."

"Did I want to take it out?" Lao Mo glanced at Fatty Sun, then turned his head, changed his face, and said politely to Yang Xiao: "You have to teach me this..."

After a small episode, Fatty Sun called Director Xie again and asked him the name of the administrator who died at the door of the morgue last night. How could Xie Juchang know? When he was about to find someone to investigate, he was stopped by Deputy Chief Sun. Fatty Sun asked about this matter and they just needed a policeman who was familiar with the terrain of Xuanhu to accompany him.

Xie Juchang was eager for such a situation, so he immediately arranged a policeman to accompany Sun Fatty. Before the police arrived, Sun Fatty took Yang Xiao and Lao Mo together (Wang Xiaoran was waiting in the hospital for Anping City to send the people from Room 5) and then went to the morgue in the basement.

At this time, a cordon was set up within the basement, and there were patients and families around him who were looking at him. I heard that a murder occurred in the morgue last night. In one morning, several versions of ghost stories about the murder last night were freshly released.

Fatty Sun and the others opened the cordon and walked in. Several policemen saw a few strange faces and wanted to stop them, but they were stopped by the team: "It was just them, the big guy from the department last night. Did you see that fat man? I heard that he was at the deputy minister level, and our Ju Chang was by his side and didn't even dare to breathe. The thinner one was the forensic doctor they brought over, the dissection skills, and even Wang Dadan, who was a forensic doctor in our bureau, covered his mouth and vomited."

Seeing that no one stopped them, Fatty Sun and his group went down to the basement directly. The morgue is now in a mess. The body that Lao Mo had dissected was just cleaned up. There were too many policemen inside, and Fatty Sun and the others were not interested in going in. Finally, they just took a look and left the morgue, turned around and walked to the administrator's locker room at the door.

It is called a locker room, but it is actually a small world for the administrator. There are two iron wardrobes inside, a table and chair are placed against the window, and a telephone is placed on the table. No matter whether there is anything wrong or not, most people will not come in. When they need an administrator, they will contact him through this telephone.

When Fatty Sun and the others came in, two policemen were checking the remains of the deceased. After seeing Fatty Sun and the others, several policemen were stunned. When the leader was about to ask, the phone rang in his pocket. The person who called him was guarding the cordon on it. He told him that the fat leader in the department had already taken down, and he told them to give them some advice and not talk nonsense.

It's so dangerous - After answering the phone, the policeman who answered the phone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he saluted Fatty Sun with a smile, and said, "A few leaders, you are..."

Before he could finish his words, Fat Sun waved his hand and said, "You guys help you, we just come down and take a look. Don't worry about us. If we have any needs or something we don't understand, I'll ask you again."

While speaking, Fatty Sun had already walked to the table and poured the relics of the deceased on it in a transparent plastic bag on it. The policeman who had just packed these things was so heartbroken that he could not dare to say anything.

He found the deceased's ID card, a domestic copycat mobile phone, and then put the two things in his pocket without hesitation. Then he looked back at the policeman in the room and said, "Tell me, I will use these two things and return them to him after they are used up, so that he will not be anxious."

The responsible policeman smiled and said, "Look at what you said. What are you borrowing or not? You are also helping us investigate the case. We thank all the leaders for not having time."

After having two things, Fatty Sun had no intention of staying here. He took Yang Xiao and the model worker back to the hospital again. He found a place with fewer individuals and began to check the call records on the phone.

The deceased seemed to have no friends. Apart from a few recharge calls, there were only a few relatives such as second sisters and third brothers. However, the last call he called attracted Fatty Sun. The phone number was a string of numbers starting with 130. The time was 11:30 last night, and it was when Lao Mo calculated his death time.

Fatty Sun took out his phone, and after he got through it, he said to the phone: "Old Zheng, please check my phone number. Sichuan number, 130xxxxxxxxx..." After a while, the person on the other side of the phone found the owner's name, but it didn't seem to be useful. He heard Fatty Sun say: "What, the phone is lost, the owner just reported the loss and got the phone card again?"

Speaking of this, Fatty Sun paused, his eyes rolled around his sockets, and then said to the person on the phone: "Then please help me check where the phone card the owner had filled? Xuanhu mobile hall, right? It's okay, help a friend check his wife, no, not the last time. Okay, I won't talk to you, I'll talk about anything I can go back to the capital."

After saying that, Fatty Sun hung up the phone, looked at Yang Xiao and Lao Mo and said, "There is nothing valuable here. After Lao Xie's people come, we will go to the deceased's house to take a look." Speaking of this, he glanced at Yang Xiao and said, "Old Yang, it's not me that this matter is getting more and more interesting today."

Yang Xiao stared at the location of the morgue outside the window, smiled faintly, and said, "But is it interesting? You should check it faster. Judging from this situation, the nine Sanyinming people are probably ready. But then again, I thought you would find a way to protect all the people of Sanyinming people and wait for the person behind to appear."

"That would be too stupid," Fatty Sun grinned and said, "Now there are so many migrant people, how can they all be protected? Besides, bring them together, who will protect them? Instead, we were tied to death. If something really happened, it was too late to rush to the scene."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the female policeman guarding the scene appear in the hospital last night. She was walking around in the crowd, as if she was looking for someone. After seeing the female policeman, Fatty Sun was stunned for a moment, laughed, waved at the female policeman, and shouted: "This is here! We are here!"

After hearing Fatty Sun's shouts, the female policeman finally saw Fatty Sun and the others. Then, the first-class trotted down to Deputy Juchang Sun, saluted, and said, "Sun Juchang, let's thank you, send me to assist all leaders."

Fatty Sun smiled at the policewoman and said, "Your Xie Juchang is really good at picking people. If I didn't say that, what do you call me?"
Chapter completed!