Zhao Qi suddenly asked me, why are you so sure that Li Rui is dead.

I thought about it and felt that it really depended on him to find Li Rui, so I asked him if he believed that there were ghosts in this world.

He stared at me for a moment and asked, "What do you think?"

I hesitated for a moment and said, "It was Zhang Xi who asked me to find Li Rui." ”

His expression froze, and he was about to say something when my phone vibrate.

The call was made by Ji Yayun, saying that Ling Hong called her again just now, saying that Fang Gang had been cremated this morning and asked her to go to the crematorium.

After hanging up the phone, I said to Zhao Qi that I would ask Ji Yayun and Sang Lan about Lin Hansheng.

He nodded, and said that since Lin Hansheng denied it in person last time, it would be in vain to ask again, he has been in the city for the past few days, and he has been staring at Lin Hansheng's tip, so he must find out Li Rui's whereabouts.

Back at Sang Lan's house, the two were already waiting downstairs.

After getting into the car, Ji Yayun said anxiously: "Xiaohong cried a lot on the phone, Fang Gang was cremated today, no matter what, I should go." ”

I glanced at Sang Lan.

"Aunt Ling is usually very good to me, I can't help but go."

I nodded, someone in my friend's family died, and it was reasonable to go and help, and everything else was out of consideration.

When I arrived at the crematorium, I saw Ling Hong in the mourning hall.

She is as tall as Ji Yayun, and her figure belongs to the more toned kind, with an average appearance and a little dark skin.

Compared with Ji Yayun, she is more like an ordinary housewife.

By the time we arrived, she was already crying softly, and she had to be carried by two people to walk.

Could such a woman be someone who understands feng shui and evil art and framed Ji Yayun?

There were dozens of people in the mourning hall, all of whom came to see them off.

As soon as the body was pushed out, Ling Hong and several relatives cried even more.

It was said to be a farewell, but the body was tightly covered.

Ling Hong cried and struggled, trying to uncover the cloth sheet.

"You let me look at him again, you have to let me look at him again......"

In this situation, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, he is afraid that his nose will be sour.

In the end, under Ling Hong's death, the staff had to lift a corner of the cloth sheet on the head.

Ling Hong only glanced at it, and fainted on the spot.

It was a completely framed face, with eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose all drawn with a pen!

It was only when I arrived that I found out that Fang Gang was driving and rear-ended a flatbed truck full of steel bars.

The lengthened steel bars poked into the front windshield and killed them instantly, not to mention the tragic condition of the corpses.

I'm a medical student and a part-time corpse mover, so it's not much if I've seen a lot.

Ji Yayun was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she couldn't stand steadily.

Sang Lan was no better than her, so I had to support her by the side.

The simple ritual was over, and the body was sent to the crematorium.

Relatives and friends who came to mourn said goodbye to their families one by one.

Ji Yayun and Sang Lan insisted on staying and accompanying Ling Hong to wait for the ashes to be buried.

I sent them to the break room and went outside alone to smoke.

Not far away, there was a sudden commotion.

A lean woman in a white lab coat was dragged out of the memorial hall by a tall man pulling her hair.

The man grabbed the woman by the hair with one hand, slapped her with the other, and kicked her to the ground.

"Why? Stop it! ”

I shook off my cigarette and ran over to stop the man who was still trying to rush forward.

"Why are you beating people?"

Several more people walked out of the memorial hall, and one of the middle-aged women pointed to the memorial hall:

"Hit her? It's light to hit her! What do you think she made of my sister? Is she psychopathic? ”

I put my white coat behind me, pointed to the memorial hall, and said to the crowd of people who were eyeing me, "You know what kind of place this is, right?" Do you know that the dead are not allowed to make noise in front of their spirits? ”

The man who beat me earlier glared at me fiercely and pointed to the white coat behind me: "You go and call your leader now, you make the corpse like this, if you don't call the police, I have to call the police!" I can't spare you! ”

"I didn't make that." The white coat finally spoke, and his tone was surprisingly calm.

The man rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward again.

I was about to stop when suddenly, a pig-killing scream came from the mourning hall: "Ghost! ”

Watching a group of people scramble to run out, I subconsciously looked into the hall and immediately understood why they were running.

There was actually a person sitting in the crystal coffin!

"How so?" The white coat behind me pushed me away and ran in quickly.

I felt that something was wrong, and I followed into the memorial hall.

The crystal coffin in the crematorium is used to pay homage to the remains, and the coffin is naturally a corpse.

However, at this moment, the corpse in the coffin actually sat up and opened its eyes.

The two eyes of the corpse turned out to be blood-red!

I immediately understood why those people were clamoring for white coats.

The female corpse was originally wearing a white dress, but at this moment, the neckline of the dress was torn open, and most of the white breasts were exposed.

No matter who or for what purpose, it is impossible for the family to accept such a desecration of the corpse.

The white coat also seemed to be frightened, and looked at the female corpse blankly, "Why is this happening?" ”

Soon, the other staff of the crematorium rushed over and were all taken aback.

"It's her! She was the one who spoiled my sister! My sister has been wronged and is unwilling! ”

The middle-aged woman rushed in and was about to tear her white coat.

But as soon as he took a step forward, he let out a hysterical scream.

"The corpse is bleeding and crying!" A young staff member whispered and began to step back.

I turned my head and gasped.

Two lines of scarlet blood and tears slowly flowed out of the eyes of the female corpse!

No, the blood of dead bodies shouldn't be so bright.

She's ......

I suddenly remembered a record in the broken book, walked quickly to the middle-aged woman, and asked in a low voice, "How did your sister die?" ”

The middle-aged woman was obviously still in panic, and subconsciously replied: "Sick and dead." ”

"I think she was killed."

"What?" The middle-aged woman's eyes widened.

"You let the others out, and I'll help the body check it."

"Who are you?" The middle-aged woman looked at me suspiciously.

I hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I'm a medical student, studying forensic medicine. ”

The middle-aged woman was actually very decisive, bit her lip, and forcefully let everyone out.

As soon as the door to the mourning hall closed, it was just me and her, and a seated corpse.

I took out cinnabar and a brush from my bag.

Without waiting for the middle-aged woman to ask, she dipped a brush in cinnabar and quickly drew a talisman on the forehead of the female corpse.

After the last stroke, the temperature in the hall dropped suddenly.

The female corpse fell straight down.

At the same time, a female ghost appeared on the other side of the crystal coffin, looking exactly like the female corpse in the coffin.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

The broken book says that only when the soul is imprisoned in the body and cannot be released, the corpse will shed blood and tears.

That's really the case.

"Are you suffocated? Why are you imprisoned in the altar and unable to get out? "I tried to ask the female ghost.

The female ghost shook her head blankly.

I sighed and took out a talisman and waved it over.

The female ghost suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke.

Looking at the female corpse again, she was lying upright in the coffin, and the blood red under her eyes had dissipated and returned to normal.

"Aren't you a medical examiner?" The middle-aged woman asked.

I didn't expect her to be so calm and didn't ask questions until then.

I put away the cinnabar brush and said:

"I'm a forensic student, and I'm also a yin. I would like to explain two points to you: First, the cause of your sister's death was suffocation, and judging from the contrast of skin color and the traces of tissue around the shoulder, she should have been suffocated with a soft object such as a pillow. Two, I don't know why her clothes are like this, but they are by no means torn by external forces. ”

The middle-aged woman's face turned iron blue, and her teeth rattled.

However, she quickly calmed down and asked, "Are you a yin?" How is my sister now? ”

"I've overtaken her."

"What's your name?"

"Xu Xu."

She nodded, took out a business card from her bag and handed it to me, "Look for me later, if it's really like what you said, I will thank you again." ”

After speaking, he went over and opened the door and said sharply: "Call the police!" ”

I walked over to the beaten lab coat and looked at her carefully.

found that she was actually a beauty who was not inferior to Sang Lan in figure and appearance.

Seeing that she looked a little nervous, I hurriedly said, "Don't worry, she didn't call the police to arrest you." I already told her that you didn't get the clothes on the corpse. ”

"Who are you? Why would she believe you? ”

I stretched out my right hand to her: "My name is Xu Qiu." ”

Her cheeks were red and swollen, and she smiled mischievously when she looked at my outstretched hand.

She put her hand out to me and asked with big flashing eyes, "Do you really want to shake my hand?" Do you know what I do? ”

I was about to ask, but she grabbed my hand mischievously and shook it vigorously, "Hello, my name is Tang Xi, the makeup artist here." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and finally understood why she was smiling like that.

The makeup artist in the crematorium, that's the makeup for the dead.

I squeezed her hand and shook it vigorously: "Medical College, Forensic Medicine, Xu Wei." What is your mobile phone number? ”

Tang Xi was stunned, then shook off my hand and smiled: "Handsome guy, I have a boyfriend." ”

I wilted......

The morning after returning from the crematorium, I received a call from an unfamiliar number.

I thought it was a sales pitch, and I was ready to take it and hang up.

As a result, a deep man's voice came from inside: "Are you Xu Xu?" ”

"I am."

"I'm Li Xiangdong, deputy director of the Highway Branch of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, do you know Zhao Qi?"

"Captain Zhao?" My eyelids jumped for no apparent reason.

"Can you come to the Public Security Bureau now? Or did we go over to you? ”

"What's the matter?"

The other party pondered for a moment and said, "Zhao Qi may have been killed." ”