When I saw the two staff members, I immediately asked, "Did you do the stitching of the neck and head of the corpse?" ”

When I said this, I was very nervous, and my eyes were fixed on the two staff members.

The two staff members are also the owners who often see the corpses, but looking at the hideous stitching of the big white neck, their eyes are a little dodgy, they take a closer look, and then look at us suspiciously.

"I remember that when this body was sent, the neck and head had already been stitched together, and I thought it was already stitched up when you sent it. A funeral home worker spoke.

The fat man exclaimed, "How is this possible! I thought the wound on my brother's neck was sutured by you!"

The funeral parlor heard the fat man so loudly, his face was a little unhappy, and he still told the fat man very calmly, "When this body was sent over, it was already stitched up, if you don't believe it, you can ask the master of our funeral home." ”

I patted the fat man on the shoulder, so that the fat man should not be too excited, Da Bai's death also made me very uncomfortable, and now I still calmly deal with this matter, it is best to catch the murderer of Da Bai, only in this way, we can avenge Da Bai.

The fat man also knew that he was a little impulsive, took a deep breath, and loosened his clenched fist.

Seeing that the fat man was able to handle his emotions, my whole heart was also relieved.

"You mean that the wound on the neck was stitched up when the body was sent, and you don't know who stitched it up?" I asked in a deep voice.

The man looked at me and nodded at me, "That's what it means, when the body was sent, the wound had already been stitched up, and the master of our funeral home couldn't help but exclaim at that time, saying that this stitching technique must have come from the master's hand." ”

I stared at Da Bai's neck, there was nothing wrong with the funeral home staff, I waved my hand and let the two of them out.

The two men nodded at me and immediately walked behind me.

Waiting for the two of them to leave here, Mo Yan looked at me with a strange look in his eyes.

"Xiao Ye, you don't know who killed Da Bai. I shook my head at Mo Yan.

I really don't understand this, it's just my reasoning, the stitching technique of the old village chief of Chengjia Village and the child's corpse is the same as that of the big white head.

But the purpose of this is different, which makes me wonder.

The old village chief's head and the child's body were stitched together, and they were sent to me in order to remind me that the old village chief was dead, and let me target the old village chief.

And now Da Bai has been killed, so the human head is sewn together, so that Da Bai can have a complete corpse.

Although they are all stitched, the meanings vary greatly.

I lowered my voice and told Mo Yan all my thoughts.

Mo Yan listened to my words, pondered, and stared at me with his eyes.

When encountering some things, my brain is not as good as Mo Yan, so I want to know some of Mo Yan's thoughts.

"Let's go see Sanniang first. Mo Yan pondered for a while, and suddenly said this sentence to me.

I thought Mo Yan was going to say what I thought, I was slightly stunned for a while, looking at Mo Yan's eyes, I nodded at Mo Yan and followed behind Mo Yan.

"Could it be that Mo Yan is also on guard against fat people!" I thought for a moment.

At the beginning, Xuelinglong followed me to say that the fat man was not, and now Mo Yan is also wary of the fat man.

As I was leaving, I couldn't help but glance back at the fat man, and the painful expression on the fat man's face couldn't be faked.

When I came to another funeral home, Mo Yan looked at me.

"Mo Yan, what do you think, just say it. I said in a low voice.

Mo Yan hummed lightly, and then nodded, "Xiao Ye, have you ever thought about it from another perspective, this person's use of the suture method of human head and neck is actually reminding you, and Da Bai was not killed by him, or rather, he used a technique to tell you some reality." ”

I slapped myself on the forehead, I was too much of a cow's horn.

As soon as I saw the stitches on the head and neck, I thought that the man must be the murderer, but I didn't wonder if he would use this method to remind me.

After all, I was reminded of this method in Chengjia Village.

I stood there and looked down and pondered for a long time, but I couldn't figure it out even if I wanted to break my head.

Mo Yan looked at me like this, and he was also a little anxious.

"It's better to tell me everything about Chengjia Village, let me think about it, after all, the strength of two people is always greater than that of one person. Mo Yan said softly.

I hummed lightly, and immediately followed Mo Yan, and I told me all the ins and outs.

It took me half an hour to get the matter to the point.

After I finished speaking, Mo Yan fell into deep thought.

I watched Mo Yan fall into deep thought, and I didn't want to disturb me, I knew that Mo Yan's brain was better than mine, so I could only wait for Mo Yan quietly.

Suddenly, Mo Yan raised his head and came over, and the whole person kept walking around.

I could only look at Mo Yan anxiously from the sidelines.

After half an hour, Mo Yan looked at me with a very serious face.

"I had a bold idea. Mo Yan said.

I thought to myself, don't care about what is big or not, just tell me first, I'm about to die in a hurry.

Mo Yan took a deep breath, and then said something that made me stunned.

"Da Bai may not be dead!, and the lying corpse in the funeral parlor next door is probably not Da Bai's, which means that Da Bai gave us a trick to change the tanuki for the prince. Mo Yan said.

"Ink ...... Mo Yan! What nonsense are you talking about! How could Da Bai not be dead. I exclaimed.

Mo Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said to me: "At the beginning, that person used the stitching method of the head and neck to tell you that the living old village chief is dead, so why can't we think the other way around, the dead Dabai is actually still alive, maybe this is his real intention, we definitely don't know who he is, but since he can remind you in Chengjia Village, it means that he should not be a bad person." ”

I was stunned, and I couldn't help but give Mo Yan a thumbs up.

I've been struggling with this for a long time, but I haven't changed my mind.

And as soon as Mo Yan was transformed, everything seemed to become closer to reality.

Maybe that's how the man told me.

"How long has it been since Dabai died?" I asked hurriedly.

Mo Yan thought for a moment and said, "I died the day before yesterday." ”

I slapped my thigh suddenly, and the day before yesterday's death was a day different from the death of the old village chief.

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