Netherworld Investigator Chapter 152: Night Exploring Funeral Home

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I said to the mouse: "Okay, your undercover mission is over, come back to the leader of the game for the bonus!"

The mouse said with a grin, "Thank you Song, but I will withdraw immediately. The Panther Gang will definitely doubt me. I will hang around for a few more days to see if there are any other clues."

I exhorted: "Then you should be more careful!"

Looking at the red face of the mouse, I know that his undercover career has been very moist. After all, it is not collecting criminal evidence and there is no pressure at all.

After we were separated from the mouse, I called Wang Dali and said that I would have an autopsy in the evening and bring my belongings over. Then I went to the Public Security Bureau and told Huang Xiaotao of the situation. After staying in the bureau for a while, Wang Dali came at six o'clock. The three of us had dinner. Huang Xiaotao let us get in the car. Wang Dali asked confusedly: "Aren't you going to have an autopsy?"

"Not in the game, in another place." I said mysteriously.

If you tell him it's a funeral home, this kid might run away halfway!

The funeral home was built on the outskirts of the city. It used to be a mass grave. It was built after the liberation that cremation was promoted. I heard that strange things happen frequently here. A driver once took a guest in the middle of the night and said that he was going to a funeral home. The driver was unwilling to go there. The other party offered to pay for him before agreeing to drive him. After arriving at the place, the guest suddenly disappeared and only left in the car. The next wad of money.

On another occasion, a long-distance driver passed by here, and it was convenient to get off. There was a sudden heavy fog around. In the fog, a group of ancient court ladies and eunuchs lit lanterns and escorted an old lady out of the funeral home. Everyone's faces are expressionless. The driver was frightened, and he couldn’t afford to get sick when he went home. The family invited a big immortal. The big immortal made a memorial service and said that he had collided with Yin Ling on the road. He had to go to the funeral home and burn incense to cure the illness. The driver came to the funeral home to inquire. It turned out that an old lady died of a heart attack a few days ago. Her children and grandchildren burned a lot of paper figures. Those paper figures were almost exactly the same as the palace eunuchs who were playing lanterns that he saw that night.

As the car drove more and more remote, Wang Dali couldn't sit still, and kept asking me: "Song Yang, where are we going?"

When I was almost there, I said: "Funeral home."

Wang Dali slowly opened his mouth wide, and suddenly shouted: "Let me get out of the car, let me get out of the car!"

Huang Xiaotao glanced at him contemptuously from the rearview mirror: "Look at your urine, is it a man?"

Wang Dali cried and said with a sad face: "Just go to the funeral home, and go in the middle of the night to find excitement, right? Don't you know that the place is haunted?"

I said: "This time the situation is special. This corpse must be secretly examined, and it's not me."

The post-mortem does not leave any traces, and will not be discovered by the Black Panther Gang. If the forensic doctor uses a knife on the body, the Panther Gang will definitely see another fire.

I can’t help thinking, it’s too simple to instigate two conflicting triads. Do a little bit of harm to one of them. Don’t reveal their identity. They will go to the other to do it themselves.

Wang Dali anxiously said: "What if we bump into something unclean inside?"

I said: "I still said that, ghosts will not hurt people. If you are really scared, go back first."

This is already in the outskirts. Wang Dali looked out the window and sighed: "You said that after all the thief boats are on board, I can only sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman..."

The funeral home at night is pitch black, and the bleak moonlight illuminates the characters "Nanjiang Funeral Home", and there is only a lone street lamp outside. Huang Xiaotao parked the car nearby and we came to the front door. I slammed the door open with the iron wire I brought with me.

When I opened the door, the shaft made a ‘squeak’, which made Wang Dali sprint behind me with a fright.

Huang Xiaotao sneered: "Is this scared?"

She turned on the light on the phone, and I asked her to lower the light, because there might be people patrolling at night, it wouldn't be nice to be seen, after all, we don’t have formal investigation procedures.

The footsteps of the three people echoed in the silent corridor. We came to a morgue. From the surveillance window on the door, we could see a bed inside, and a figure could be seen under the white sheet covering the bed. Silhouette, some beds are empty.

Wang vigorously swallowed and said, "So many dead people, what if one of them is a corpse?"

I smiled and said: "Aren't you timid? Don't think about it, okay, the more you think about it, the more you get scared."

I don't know where the Black Panther Gang boss is. I can only go into the room and check one by one. Wang Dali is waiting for us outside the door. There are many kinds of corpses here. Some have just died and some have been dead for a long time. I am still a little excited. It is said that there is a corpse farm in foreign countries, and all kinds of corpses are placed in one place to observe the decay process. In China, they can only go to funeral homes. In order to feast on the'eye blessing'.

Although Huang Xiaotao has seen a lot of dead people, she still feels a little uncomfortable facing so many dead bodies at once. She quietly took my hand, Huang Xiaotao's hand was slippery and cold, she smiled at me: "Your hands are so warm!" It made my heart sweet.

Some of the dead bodies were dead, traffic accidents, jumping from buildings, etc. There was a beautician in the funeral home who gave them a beautification. I saw a body with a fake nose and said: "This nose is so strange?"

Huang Xiaotao explained: "It may be that when he jumped off the building, he touched his face and took the nose off, and then he was put on it again."

Wang Dali said outside: "You two should stop studying, okay? I stand here alone and afraid!"

I waved: "Then you come in!"

He replied: "It's more scared inside!"

Huang Xiaotao screamed suddenly: "Song Yang, there is someone behind you!"

Looking back, there was nothing, Huang Xiaotao clutched her belly and smiled. It turns out that she was deliberately scaring Wang Dali.

I whispered to her, and shouted a few times that Wang Dali was silent, thinking he was fainted. After going out to take a look, Wang Dali squatted at the root of the wall, covered his chest with his hand, and asked with tears, "Is it true...really?"

I said Huang Xiaotao was teasing him. Wang Dali cried and said: "Sister Xiaotao, don't make this kind of joke? I almost pulled it over."

Huang Xiaotao said: "I was wrong, I was wrong, go back and buy you a drink."

As soon as I looked up, I suddenly saw a figure drifting past the end of the corridor. She looked like a woman from the body, with her hair draped and a large white coat hanging down to her feet, just silently. Floated past.

The smile on my face suddenly stopped, Huang Xiaotao asked: "Song Yang, what did you see?"

I was afraid that I would scare Wang Dali when I said it, so I said: "It's nothing, Wang Dali, you should follow us."

Wang Dali said in horror: "No, no, I won't go in!"

Huang Xiaotao and I went in and continued looking for the corpse. The morgue was very long, five or six meters away from one end to the other. When our party checked the head, we heard Wang Dali talking outside, and he said: "Sister Xiaotao, what are you doing? Where is Song Yang?"

I exchanged sights with Huang Xiaotao, Huang Xiaotao was about to shout, I immediately hissed: "Don't, it will scare him to death!"

Wang Dali is still talking: "Sister Xiaotao, where are you going? Do you want to go to the bathroom? Do you want me to accompany you?"

Wang Dali didn't turn on his cell phone. He didn't have the night vision ability like mine. He didn't know what he saw in the dark. He mistakenly identified him as Huang Xiaotao.

I patted Huang Xiaotao and hurried outside. When Wang Dali saw Huang Xiaotao, he was stunned: "Why are you here? Then who I was talking to just now."

Huang Xiaotao said: "Do I still want to ask you?"

Wang Dali suddenly danced his arms and legs, which was frightening out of hysteria, and then he let out a long and pointed yell: "Ghost!"

After he finished calling, he cried and said, "Yoko, I want to go back!"

I comforted him: "Don't think too much, ghosts can't hurt people, just remember this sentence, you should come with us."

Wang Dali muttered "Ghosts can't hurt people" and followed us into the next morgue. He kept looking back on the road. I asked him why he kept looking back. He said: "I'm afraid something will come out Come on, you can't go wrong by paying attention."

I want to laugh for a while, the more timid the more I like to associate!

At this moment, on a bed behind Wang Dali, a person slowly sat up, the white sheet on his body slowly slipped off, revealing a pale face. Huang Xiaotao and I widened our eyes at the same time...