The Underworld Detective

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I said to Mouse: "Okay, your undercover mission is over. Go back and get the bonus for the informant!"

Mouse said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Song, but I will withdraw immediately, the Panthers will definitely doubt me, I will mingle for a few more days to see if there are any other clues."

I urged: "Be careful!"

Looking at the red face of Mouse, I know that his undercover life is very nourishing, after all, it is not collecting criminal evidence, there is no pressure at all.

After being separated from Mouse, I called Wang Dali vigorously and said that I had to perform an autopsy at night, carried my things over, and then went to the Public Security Bureau to tell Huang Xiaotao about the situation. He stayed in the bureau for a while. At six o'clock, Wang Dali came. The three of us had dinner. Huang Xiaotao asked us to get in the car. Wang Dali asked in amazement: "Isn't there an autopsy?"

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

If he was told that it was a funeral home, the kid would probably run away halfway!

The funeral home was built on the outskirts of the city. It used to be a mass grave post. After the liberation, cremation was promoted. I heard that strange things happen frequently here. A driver once pulled a guest in the middle of the night and said he was going to the funeral home. The driver was unwilling to go there. The other party offered to add money before agreeing to carry him. Next stack of money.

Another time, a long-distance driver passed by here and got off the bus easily. There was a sudden thick fog around. There was a line of ancient palace eunuchs playing lanterns in the fog, escorting an old lady slowly coming out of the funeral parlor. Everyone's face No expression. The driver was frightened, and he could n’t get sick when he came home. Daxian invited a daxian at home. Daxian did a ritual to say that he ran into the Yin of the road. He must go to the funeral parlor to burn the incense to get better. It turned out that an old lady died of a heart attack a few days ago, and her children and grandchildren burned many paper people, who were almost the same as the eunuchs who played lanterns that night.

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

As soon as I saw it, I said, "Funeral Hall."

Wang Dali opened his mouth slowly and suddenly cried, "Let me get off, let me get off!"

Huang Xiaotao gave him a contempt glance at him: "Look at your urine, is it a man?"

Wang Dali said with a sad face, "Even if you go to the funeral home, you will go deeper in the middle of the night, right? Are you haunted by that place?"

I said, "This time the situation is special, this corpse must be secretly examined, and it must be me."

The posthumous examination did not leave any traces and would not be found by the Panther Gang. If the forensic doctor operated a knife on the body, the Panther Gang would have seen another fire.

I can't help but think that it's too easy to provoke contradictory triads between the two gangs. Do something bad to one side, don't reveal your identity, they will go to the other side to work.

Wang vigorously said, "What if we run into something unclean inside?"

I said, "I still say that. Ghosts don't hurt people. If you are really scared, go back first."

It's all gone to the suburbs. Wang Dali looked out of the window and sighed, "You said only when the thief's ship was on board, I can only die for my gentleman ..."

The funeral home was dark at night, and the bleak moonlight illuminated several characters of ‘Nanjiang Funeral Home’. There was only a solitary street lamp outside. Huang Xiaotao parked the car nearby. We came to the main entrance, and I opened the door with the wire that I brought with me.

When the door was pushed open, the door shaft made a squeaking sound, which scared Wang to sprint and slam behind me.

Huang Xiaotao laughed and said, "Are you afraid?"

She turned on the light on her mobile phone, and I asked her to lower the light, because there might be someone patrolling at night, it would not be good to be seen, after all, we have no 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 personal silhouette under the white sheet covering the bed. Some The beds are empty.

Wang swallowed heavily and said, "So many dead people, what if one of the corpses?"

I laughed and said, "Aren't you timid? Don't think about it, okay, the more you think about it, the more afraid."

I don't know where the boss of the Black Panther helped corpse. I could only go into the room and look at the bed. Wang Dali was waiting for us outside the door. There are a lot of dead bodies here, some just died, some died a long time ago. I looked a little excited. It is said that there is a dead body farm abroad, where all kinds of dead bodies are kept in one place to observe the decay process. In China, only funeral homes To be full of 'eyes'.

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

Some of the dead bodies were dead, traffic accidents, jumping buildings, etc. There were beauticians in the funeral parlour, who gave them a beauty treatment. I saw a corpse with a fake nose saying, "This nose is strange?"

Huang Xiaotao explained: "Maybe when I jumped off the floor, I slap my nose and gave it back later."

Wang Dali said outside, "Do n’t you both study? I'm afraid to stand here alone!"

I waved my hand: "Then you come in!"

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

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

Looking back, there was nothing, Huang Xiaotao laughed, covering her stomach, she turned out to intentionally scare Wang vigorously.

I whispered her in a low voice, shouted a few times and said that Wang Dali did not move, thinking that he was dazed. When he went out to look, Wang vigorously squatted at the root of the wall, covering his chest with his hands, and asked tearfully: "Is it true ... really?"

I said Huang Xiaotao teased him, and Wang vigorously said in a crying voice: "Sister Xiao Tao, don't you make such a joke? I almost drew it over."

Huang Xiaotao said: "I was wrong, I was wrong, go back and ask you to drink."

As soon as I looked up, I suddenly saw a personal figure at the end of the corridor. From the figure, she looked like a woman, wearing her hair, wearing a large white coat, and hanging down to her feet, so she floated silently. .

The smile on my face calmed down immediately, Huang Xiaotao asked, "Song Yang, what did you see?"

I was afraid that speaking out would scare Wang Dali, so I said, "Nothing, Wang Dali, you still follow us."

Wang vigorously said in panic: "No, no, I won't go in!"

Huang Xiaotao and I went in to continue looking for the corpse. The morgue was long, and it was five or six meters from this end to that end. When our team checked their heads, we heard Wang Dali talking outside, and he said, "Sister Xiaotao, have you come out? Song Yang?"

I exchanged sight with Huang Xiaotao, and Huang Xiaotao was about to shout. I immediately shouted, "Don't scare him!"

Wang Dali was still talking, "Sister Xiaotao, where are you going? Go to the bathroom? Would you like me to accompany you?"

Wang Dali did not turn on the phone. He didn't have the night vision ability like me. He didn't know what he saw in the dark. He was mistaken for Huang Xiaotao.

I patted Huang Xiaotao and hurried out. Wang Dali stopped when he saw Huang Xiaotao: "Why are you here? Then who am I talking to?"

Huang Xiaotao said, "I still want to ask you?"

Suddenly Wang Dali danced, this was to scare hysterics, and then he made a long and pointed cry: "Ghost!"

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

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

Wang vigorously chanted "Ghosts can't hurt people" and walked into the next morgue with us. I kept looking back on the road. I asked him why he kept looking back. He said, "I'm afraid something will come out from behind. It's never wrong to click God. "

I want to laugh for a while, the more timid people love Lenovo!

At this time, on a bed behind Wang Dali, a person slowly sat up, the white sheet on his body slowly slipped down, revealing a pale face, Huang Xiaotao and I were widening their eyes at the same time ...