As the FBI, although they are investigating the case now, and they are not in charge of traffic accidents, but if they don't care about traffic accidents, if they let people know, or even let reporters, know that they will make things bigger, then it is likely that their jobs will not be full.

So, in the end, Wenner and Ciric discussed it, and Ciric stayed behind to call the people from the transportation bureau, and by the way, he maintained traffic order here, so as not to have anything happen again.

And Ye Xuan and the others don't care so much, now they can be said to be mud bodhisattvas crossing the river, they can't protect themselves, there is no way to take care of so many things, and Ye Xuan is thinking that more things are better than less, now they need to leave here even more, if they stay here, maybe the god of death will do something out, and it is even worse to hurt the innocent.

The car started again, Ye Xuan and the others continued to walk in the direction of the Bushviks, and the car behind was only Detective Wenner, and obviously he had learned the lesson of the previous time, this time following Ye Xuan and their car dozens of meters away.

Nearly ten minutes have passed since the car accident, but Hall and Perlin in the car still have palpitations, although the first and third attacks were only a moment and the two were not very clear, but the second attack was the whole car directly smashed next to them, if it wasn't for Ye Xuan's direct drift to move the car away, imagining the car smashing into their car, both of them shuddered.

"Ye, thank you just now, if it weren't for you, we would have become burgers by now." Perlin exhaled and looked at Ye Xuan, who was firmly on the steering wheel with his hands in front of him, his eyes flowing with an autumn cabbage-like look.

"You're welcome, I'm not in the car too?" Ye Xuanke didn't see the autumn wave in Peilin's eyes, and focused on observing everything around him.

Although according to the law of death, Hale has already escaped an attack as the victim of this attack. Then they are already safe, but the rules are dead, but the god of death is alive, and no one dares to guarantee that the god of death will not be attacked again.

"Ye, you said that we have been attacked once, so will it be Luo Ren's turn next?" The mood gradually calmed down

Hall suddenly thought of who he would take next. I couldn't help but ask worriedly.

"Hall, you forgot, when we came out, Ye had already let Luo Lun enter the refuge room, don't worry, she will be fine." Before Ye Xuan could speak, Pei Lin comforted her.

"Well, thank you, Palin!" Although there is Palin's comfort. But Hall wasn't reassured.

Seeing that Hall was still restless, Ye Xuan's eyes flickered, and he said, "Don't worry, Hall, it's okay!" ”

"Well, Ye, thank you!" Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Hall felt his heart settle down. He nodded and thanked sincerely.

The car continued to drive, on the road. Sure enough, the Grim Reaper still didn't give up, for example, the sewer lid on the road in front of the car suddenly fell, for example, there was a sudden explosion next to a barbecue square passing by, and several forks with meat flew directly over, such as a certain fallen billboard, etc., which seemed to get closer to the Bushvik. The more the Grim Reaper's breath became more and more anxious, as if he did not want everyone to go to the Bushviks.

Wenner, who was following them, was suspicious from the beginning, but later he began to slowly believe what Ye Xuan said about death before, although as an FBI police detective, Wenner was not without danger. He had even walked through the rain of bullets, but this trip was only two hours away, even if he was just following them, he was in a cold sweat, in his eyes this road was simply a journey to hell, and the endless dangers could be compiled into a book of "a hundred ways to die accidentally".

However, no matter how dangerous the journey is, there will be an end, and after two hours, this journey can be called 9981 difficult, and this difficult journey finally ends at the remote street called Krul Street, which Ye Xuanzai will stop at the Bushwick that Perrin is referring to.

The aftermath of the United States is basically cremation, and the people who are buried are either the kind of people who are so rich that they can't even pay the cremation fees, and the average person is pushed into the incinerator for incineration after death, so in the opposite corner of every city in the United States, there will be an official incineration institution set up by the United States.

In addition to the incineration institution, because of the relationship of faith, a Christian funeral will be held after the death of the deceased, and the deceased will be remembered in the church, and then the deceased will be pushed into the morgue at the back of the church, and after the mortuary has disposed of it, it will be pushed into the incinerator and incinerated.

The mortuary officer has been in the Eastern Han Dynasty as early as the Eastern Han Dynasty in the Huaxia Kingdom, and the corpse, as the name suggests, after the death of a person, the corpse is pretended and the remains are organized. In fact, in the ancient times of the Chinese Kingdom, there were two professions opposite to the corpse officer, that is, the corpse painter and the corpse officer, but these two professions can be seen occasionally in addition to the corpse painter, the corpse officer has basically disappeared in history, because the history of the United States is not long, and there is only the profession of the mortoc officer.

Because the profession of the mortem officer often deals with the deceased, so the body will be more or less contaminated with the gloomy atmosphere of the deceased, so even in a liberal society like the United States, there will still be some psychological barriers to the mortuary, and ordinary people will not come to this kind of incineration institution if they do not have diaphragm.

As soon as he stepped out of the car door and looked at the spire-like building behind the church, Ye Xuan's brows couldn't help frowning, and his face couldn't help but become solemn, in the eyes of ordinary people, the sky above the spire-like building may be empty, but for him with a magic eye, he could see that the black yin qi above it was like a substance entwining the entire building, and even his spiritual power could not penetrate into it.

"What is that place?" Ye Xuan asked, pointing to the spire-like building.

"Oh, you said there, there should be a morgue!" Hearing Ye Xuan's question, Pei Lin looked at it and replied.

"Morgue?!" Hearing Pei Lin's words, Ye Xuan's eyes flashed, and he nodded noncommittally, "Okay, let's go in!" ”

There is a church in front, and in the middle of the church is Christ tied to the cross, and the church here is generally only opened during the funeral, but today because there is no funeral, the whole church is empty, only the end of the church is lit with two rows of white candles, not only does it not appear sacred because it is a church, but the things in the church seem to be covered with a layer of black cloth, and an ominous breath permeates the entire air......

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Thanks to "Wu Ji 44", "Cows Love Grass", "Deep Sea Watch", "QT, Begging", and "Langqi Mountain Road" children's shoes for the tips! (To be continued......)