The monk sent the computer in his hand to Su Can: "This is the information I sorted out from the internal database of the police!"

Su Can looked down at the computer screen, which was about the smugglers who were repatriated every year because of illegal entry in the floating population of Mingzhu, and the number of these smugglers from Southeast Asia who were repatriated was as high as 1,000 people every year.

"And that's just the smugglers who were caught by the police, and those who weren't caught were definitely more than 10 times that number. The monk started the car, generally driving the car, while explaining, "These people because they do not have legal identity documents, the smugglers who enter the country through the smugglers smuggled into the country by the snakeheads, generally go to the pearl, and lose their freedom, in order to survive, the men are mostly concentrated in the factory gathering place on the outskirts of the pearl, do the hardest work, receive the least salary, and the women who have a little appearance will be sent to nightclubs and the like, as for the women who are almost beautiful, they are scattered in the hair salons in the streets and alleys of the pearl, receiving a large number of migrant workers in the pearl." ”

And these people are playing a game of cat and mouse with the police, but in fact, the smugglers who were discovered by the police were lucky. The monk pouted, "Because at least they can go back to the country they are familiar with...... And those who have not been found ......"

The monk paused, and turned his head to look at Su Can: "Where do you think they will end up?"

"Where is it?" said the knife on the side, who couldn't help but interject curiously.

"I don't know. The monk bared his teeth, but when it fell under the eyes of Su Can and Xiaodao, it was an inexplicable hairy hair, "Maybe when they lose the value of creating an economy, they will be dismantled like an aging computer host...... For example, the cornea of the eye flows to Sichuan Province, the kidney flows to Jin Province, the heart flows to Jiangbei, and the skin is ...... As for the useless expulsion shells, they were sent to the crematorium......"

Xiaodao's expression stiffened, and Su Can was silent, only the monk's voice was still faintly floating in his ears: "After all, compared to the citizens of Huaxia, no one cares about the life or death of those stowaways, and no one will notice, if I hadn't hacked Mingzhu's snake-headed mobile phone, I wouldn't have stripped out these secrets, and I think that what I found may be just the tip of the iceberg." ”

"I rub it, this is simply hurtful and unreasonable, and it is a loss of conscience. The knife slapped the seat scoldingly, and Su Can's face was ugly, but it was more shocking.

The car stopped in a wilderness, far away from the residential area, and suddenly stood a building, rows of chimneys standing in the dark, because it was night, it was unusually quiet, and the silence seemed to be filled with an eerie atmosphere.

This is the funeral parlor, perhaps during the day, it is bustling, but at night the funeral parlor is as silent as death, only a dim light in the courtyard is flickering, like a conjuring lamp, which makes this dark wilderness more lively.

Su Can didn't drive directly into it, but the three of them got out of the car, all the way through the moonlight, stepping on the wild grass field, touching the outer wall of the funeral home, and by the dim light in the courtyard of the funeral home, the three of them noticed that the high wall was pulling rows of high-voltage power grids common in prisons, and infrared monitors were also supported at the head of the wall.

A crematorium, a place to receive the dead, as for such a high security?

Of course, for ordinary people, such monitoring may be prohibitive, and there seems to be no other way than to go through the main gate, but in the face of Su Can and others, it is just a trivial matter.

"The intrusion into the monitoring room was successful, but it could only be controlled for a maximum of one minute. The monk skillfully tapped the phone and made an OK gesture to Su Can.

"The grid is blocked, you can sneak in. At the head of the wall, the knife skillfully propped up the high-voltage power grid, and turned his head to signal to Su Can.

"The monk is cooperating outside, and I go in with the knife. Su Can took out the mask from his body and put it on, and then easily like a spirit monkey, he ran up the wall, drilled through the high-voltage power grid, and his body had disappeared behind the wall, and the knife didn't say a word, he also put on a Peking Opera mask, and at the same time drilled into the high-voltage power grid, the power grid was restored to its original state.

At this time, in a hidden monitoring room of the funeral home, more than a dozen monitoring screens returned to normal after only a brief snowflake flash, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

In the night, Su Can and the knife skillfully avoided surveillance everywhere, and finally entered a room without danger.

There are no windows on all sides of the room, a light is always on, reflecting the whole room, the first thing Su Can and Xiaodao noticed is the rows of freezers for storing corpses, in the center, there is also a metal cart, obviously, they arrived at the morgue, and the link to the morgue is a narrow passage, pitch black, as if there is no end, if Su Can is not mistaken, there should be a crematorium.

The knife turned his head and entered the crematorium through the corridor, and Su Can entered the huge morgue step by step, looking at the square metal doors, although they were closed, there seemed to be cold air overflowing, making the air here seem to be full of yin qi that could not be dissolved.

However, this morgue is such a large room, at a glance, there seems to be no accidents, and at this time, the knife that left also came back from that side and shook his head at Su Can.

Su Can frowned slightly, could it be that he was wrong to suspect?

Su Can looked at the closed refrigerated cabinets, hesitated, but stepped forward and grabbed the handle, opened the door of the refrigerated body storage cabinet, and then pulled out......

Corpses appeared in front of them, old and young, men and women, complete and mutilated, each with a red rope on their wrists and a sign of identity information, and there was nothing abnormal about it.

Su Can was a little puzzled, and was about to go somewhere else to find out, but he hadn't left the morgue yet, but his footsteps were stunned, and then a pair of eyes stared at the ground.

There are white tiles on the ground, perhaps because the ground has been cleaned, and the white floor can be said to be light-recognizable, but at this moment, through the light, in addition to the messy footprints of him and the knife, there are also the footprints of a third person on the floor!

The footprints traveled from the hallway to the corner of the morgue, until they strangely disappeared in front of a refrigerated cabinet.

The knife followed Su Can's line of sight, and also noticed the footprints of a third person on the ground in addition to the two of them, watching the footprints actually disappear outside a corpse cabinet, the knife instinctively trembled, and it was difficult to ...... Suddenly, there was a gloomy aura all around.

At this time, Su Can strode to the corpse locker and reached out to open the corpse locker, but his brows couldn't help frowning.

The knife also instinctively followed, and a pair of eyes looked nervously at the open corpse cabinet, the imaginary scene of the corpse fraud did not appear, and even this corpse cabinet was empty, and there was no corpse in it at all.

Knife Daqi, that ...... Where did the owner of this bizarre disappearing footstep go?

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