The night fell quietly, and a bright moon quietly climbed into the sky, sprinkling the faint moonlight on the ground and on the treetops, everything was so harmonious and quiet.

The treetops reflect a soft silver light under the light of the moon, and they look like the laurel trees of the Heavenly Palace, gently swaying with the mountain breeze, making a rustling sound.

Occasionally, a few nightingales passed under the trees, leaving behind a few crisp chirps, which brought a little bit of life to the whole courtyard, at least not a silent dead silence.

It has been more than ten years since the establishment of the funeral home in southern Xinjiang, and after responding to the call of the country and changing the burial to cremation, this funeral home has really set up a model in the local area, and it is a little famous in the surrounding area.

And any funeral home has an unwritten rule that no matter when the body is found, it must wait until the next morning to start burning, and never fire at night.

Maybe it's also because of the big night, the workers are a little afraid, although they are now advocating the elimination of feudal superstition, but the fear in their hearts has already penetrated into the bone marrow, not to mention the refining furnace in the middle of the night, that is, the opening of the coffin is enough to make people feel cold at the back of the spine.

Therefore, in a place like a crematorium, it is generally only noisy during the day, and once night falls, it is often quiet and makes people feel cold, and I can't help but feel a layer of cold air on the bottom of my feet.

And every crematorium will have a night watchman at night, most of these people are some old people, and they must be men, saying that they are for the watch, but in fact, everyone understands in their hearts.

Young people don't do this kind of work, because no one knows which one will come first, tomorrow or despair.

On the contrary, these old people are generally more open-minded, and they are older, and they have long been downset about life and death.

At this point, the rules are similar all over the country, except for some unwritten rules on the part of the funeral parlors in southern Xinjiang.

For example, don't go out when you play, don't go out when you go out!

This rule doesn't sound like it is valid at all, and it's a bit abnormal to sleep in the house all the time during the night.

And what does it mean to go out without a lamp?

You can't go out at night with a lamp, it's dark around, and if something happens to you or something, it's not good for anyone!

But this rule was left like this, and no one even asked a word, as if these rules were as they should be, and no one ever doubted this kind of thing.

Tao Yongkang is an old worker in the funeral parlor in southern Xinjiang, he retired a year ago, and it is said that he is already over 60 years old this year.

But he is different, the old parents at home are no more, they have never been married in their lives, and they come by themselves, and there will be no children and grandchildren, so after retiring, Tao Yongkang returned to the funeral home, and it is good to work here at night to earn some living expenses.

The work of this funeral parlor itself is not willing to be done, and there is no one who can make a living here, and there is no one who is timid, and this Tao Yongkang is even more so, and the boldness is simply admirable.

In his opinion, after so many years, there has never been anything wrong here, and he can't understand everything around here, but it's just some dead corpses, which can scare people outside, but not him.

has been friends with dead people all his life, and sometimes he can even chat with dead people, and his courage is surprisingly big!

And today I am also following

As usual, Tao Yongkang sat in the mailroom, wearing a heavy green military coat, leaning on the edge of the bed, smoking a cigarette and drinking wine, listening to the Peking Opera played in the bakery on the radio, squinting his eyes and looking as if he was asleep.

But at ten o'clock in the middle of the night on this ordinary day, Tao Yongkang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his stomach, as if his intestines were twisted together, but in less than a minute, his body was already soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead continued to drip down.

But the sudden pain didn't seem to make him feel any panic, as if he had tried this situation a long time ago, and even felt that it was very normal.

He just reached out and grabbed a ball of paper, got up from the bed with a curse, and ran out of the room with a flashlight in his hand.

But instead of going to the toilet, he hurried outside, squatting in the grass by the side of the road.

This is a habit that Tao Yongkang has developed over the years, and he never goes to the toilet of the funeral home, because it is not said that it is not clean, not that it is clean by the Ministry of Health, but it is actually another thing.

And the key is that in the funeral home, you can't hold the lights, and at night, no one can turn on anything with light.

So he would rather go outside for convenience.

Who knows, it was this time, when it was convenient outside, that he saw a scene that he could never forget in his life.

Outside the gate of the funeral home, there was silence all around, not to mention human figures, and even small animals that only came out to forage at night did not appear in this place, as if they could feel a sense of danger here.

So this funeral parlor is simply a ghost place without any life, but Tao Yongkang, who was squatting in the grass, was just squatting in the pit, and he never expected that at this time, there seemed to be a strange sound not far away.

Tao Yongkang looked over and found that there were several strange people in the funeral parlor, all of whom were wearing a shroud worn by the dead, and the person standing at the front seemed to be wearing a very strange yellow dress.

And the way this group of people walked was even more strange, it seemed that they were not walking, but stiff, jumping and jumping slowly.

This is not the way normal people walk, just like those hard zombies in the movie.

And the person standing at the front, wearing an apricot-yellow dress, would appear with a mournful bell sound every time he jumped.

He didn't seem to be unfamiliar with that kind of ringtone, because this sound had been heard many times in his subconscious, as if he had often heard this sound before.

At this time, Tao Yongkang was so frightened that he began to tremble, but at this time he knew very well that he couldn't make any sound, once he was discovered by those things outside, the consequences were unimaginable, and he was afraid that he would ......

So Tao Yongkang's nervous hands were pressed tightly on his mouth, for fear that he would make a little movement, and finally saw this line of strange people jumping farther and farther, so he relaxed a little, moved his sour legs that had been squatting, and carefully stood up from the ground.

glanced at the group of people who were gradually 'walking' away, turned around and ran back as soon as possible, lying on the bed and not daring to breathe.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, I was able to relax a little.

But after calming down, I thought about it, where did these people come from?

This is a funeral parlor full of dead people, where are the living people here, but they are not living people, will those people just now be ...... Corpse!

Perhaps he had already thought of the idea itself, but he didn't want to admit the terrible possibility.

If these people themselves are

It's a dead person, so at this time, there should be a few fewer corpses in the morgue!

As soon as he thought of this, Tao Yongkang didn't have time to think about anything, what rules such as being able to hold the lamp at night, he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly rushed out with a flashlight.

You know, if this corpse is really lost, it will be a big problem.

Although he is just a watchman and has no responsibility himself, but in this night's time, if he really loses all the corpses, then the responsibility in the funeral home is a bit big.

Tao Yongkang hurried all the way to the outside of the morgue, but when he got here, he found that he didn't have the courage to open this last door.

This door didn't open, and he never knew if those people just now were all living people pretending to be ghosts, or if they were really cheating corpses!

But it really opened him, and to be honest, he didn't have the courage to face the real reality inside.

After hesitating again and again, he still reached out and pushed the door open, but after this push, his legs were no longer able to move a step towards the money, his body trembled up and down like sifting chaff, and his back was also wet, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down his cheeks, and he breathed the air greedily, almost suffocating.

There were not many corpses in the morgue itself, and there were less than ten corpses before and after, but when the door opened, it was found that only half of the entire morgue was left.

Where did the rest of the corpses go?

Could it be that he left after the corpse?

The thought of the corpse suddenly reminded him of the people who had just jumped away, and it seemed that there were exactly four of them.

In other words, these people who just left were lying in the morgue before.

"Let's ......"

Tao Yongkang couldn't hold the flashlight in his hand this time, swallowed a mouthful of saliva hard, opened his mouth with difficulty, shouted in horror, his legs were weak and he suddenly knelt on the ground, and crawled outside.

......

At this time, Ding Fan and others were already on their way to southern Xinjiang at this time.

Along the way, the plane changed to a bus, and now he borrowed a car from a police station near southern Xinjiang and went straight to Liuzhoucheng, where the crime occurred.

Among the group, it was still Yu Xiaobo, Liu Jian, and Ding Fan, but this time, he took Mi Xiaomi, who had performed well before, and the group of four people had been discussing the case this time along the way.

Speaking of which, at first, I heard that it was just a case of theft, and these people didn't really care about it.

After all, they have a special criminal investigation team, and after such a long time, the cases they have solved have always been vicious homicides, and they have never accepted these theft cases.

So as soon as they heard that it was a theft, not only Liu Jian and Yu Xiaobo were a little discouraged, but even Mi Xiaomi frowned a little, obviously looking down on this little theft.

Only Ding Fan felt that there was obviously something wrong with this matter.

Generally speaking, the special investigation team investigates homicide cases, or some major and important cases, and it is said that this kind of theft case cannot be sent to them at all, even the ordinary criminal police team will not necessarily take over this kind of case.

But this time, the case was ordered by Mr. Lei himself.

This is a bit of a case that Ding Fan can't figure out, the case that can fall into the hands of Mr. Lei, and hand-pick Ding Fan's group to investigate, is obviously not an ordinary case.

But the theft case has made such a big fuss, is it because some important national treasure has been stolen, or what high-level state secrets have not been achieved?

It was precisely because of this that Ding Fan didn't want to take over the case, so he set off south with a few reluctant people.