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Barely glancing at Xia Ling, Bai Yanyan accepted her explanation.

She took the money from Xia Ling's hand and took the bank card.

"How many passwords?"

"Six eights."

"Good." Bai Yanyan whistled, the corners of her lips were curved, casual and handsome, "Let's go, my honest brother, today I will take you to see the horizon and see the world." ”

"Okay." Xia Ling instinctively wanted to be crooked, but she didn't say it.

With her, Bai Yanyan walked out of the community and beckoned to take a taxi.

In broad daylight, the bar is closed except for that kind of sound......

Before going, Xia Ling also guessed whether it would be a place in heaven and earth, or an irregular KTV or something.

But after arriving, Xia Ling really opened his eyes.

——Lao Xiangkou, the largest crematorium in City A.

Bai Yanyan didn't take her to other places, but ran to the funeral home attached to the old alley.

The shops selling painting circles, shrouds, and coffins on this street are next to each other, and the wreaths and paper horses tied at the door make people a little shy to look at.

"What are we doing here?" Xia Ling followed behind Bai Yanyan, not knowing what medicine was sold in Bai Yanyan's gourd.

The old god Bai Yanyan is here, "Part-time job, help the housekeeper here clean up the corpse." ”

Xia Ling: "...... I didn't give you money, why do you still work here? ”

Bai Yanyan smiled mysteriously, "Who said I came here for money." ”

Xia Ling was a little silent by her laughter.

Follow Bai Yanyan in, the corridor of this funeral home is obviously colder than outside, Bai Yanyan is really a regular customer here, she found herself a white coat, a mask, and Xia Ling.

The two of them wore work clothes, followed Bai Yanyan and led him into a funeral room.

The rooms are all numbered, and the front of each corpse is numbered, and the back of the numbered plate and the ice coffin are hidden in the wall, and the corpses are in the drawer box.

Walking into the innermost, Bai Yanyan pulled out an ice box.

It revealed the face of a somewhat pale woman.

The woman looked to be in her early thirties, with a distinct scar on her brow that looked like a blunt force wound, and now the wound had congealed.

"Zhang Wanjuan?" Xia Ling saw that this woman was familiar, and immediately recognized the person after a few more glances.

This memory is not from her, but from Zhao Haoran.

Zhao Haoran is now a police officer at the Small Public Security Bureau in the A City Division.

Zhao Haoran has an impression of the recent cases in the city, and he can't reach them at his level, but these filings can be seen in the entire system.

Zhao Haoran was asked to help sort out the files before, so he left some impressions on this cruel murder case.

"You recognize? Tut. I really didn't expect that our glorious people's police were not dry in the public security system. Bai Yanyan skillfully put on her gloves, she examined the woman's wounds, and carefully looked at her pupils and neck.

On Zhang Wanjuan's neck, the lethal suffocating handprint had turned from the wound into a terrifying bruise, looking like there were traces of spreading outward, and there were a little brown spots.

Xia Ling had never dealt with corpses like this before.

But looking at it this way, Bai Yanyan's action of checking the corpse is very sophisticated, as if she can really understand something.

She's not afraid at all?

"Bai Yanyan, you checked the body behind someone's back, and the police knew that you were going to be prosecuted." Xia Ling admonished her.

"Prosecution? You policemen, there are only a few people who can watch it, and the rest are all dry meals. Bai Yanyan said mockingly.