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We got in the car, far away from the Jinbei car in front, there is no car on the road in the early morning, the Jinbei car is racing very fast, the copper lock is also an old driver, how can it be thrown off, the copper lock licked his lips, no sleep, put the steering wheel, don't mention this excitement, he is an idler, now there is such an exciting thing, it is itching to his itch,

Jinbei car out of the city, we followed, the more desolate it became,

Copperlock muttered, "What the hell is this place,"

A big road leads straight ahead, and there is no shadow of a third car except for our two cars on the road.

At this time, a street sign appeared in front of me, which said "Qushuiwan Road", how many years I have lived in the city, and I immediately reacted: "I take the test, this is the only way to go to the funeral home,"

The copper lock suddenly realized: "No wonder they can carry the body out, it turns out to be from the funeral home,"

At this moment, the Jinbei car actually stopped on the side of the road, the driver jumped out of the car, leaned against the door and smoked slowly, and looked at our car coldly.

Copper Lock swallowed: "It's broken, I found out,"

I said, "Such an avenue, with only two cars, a fool can't find it,"

"What to do," Copperlock asked,

"Drive over, pick it up," Mu Chun said, "Don't stop,"

As soon as the copper lock stepped on the accelerator, the car accelerated, and drove past the Jinbei car with a roar, the man was still looking at us with cold eyes, I was sweating like rain, I don't know if he saw our appearance,

After about twenty minutes, I saw the door of the funeral home, and the copper lock had a bitter face: "What should I do now, if you don't have a store in front of the village, you can only go to the mountains if you open it further,"

I had an idea: "Find a place to hide the car first, let's go into the funeral home to keep an eye on it, that car will drive in sooner or later,"

The two of them looked at me in amazement,

Mu Chun said: "Let's do it,"

Copper lock smiled: "This thing is exciting," he drove around the neighborhood, parked behind an abandoned house, and the three of us got out of the car and walked into the funeral home.

If the funeral home is not closed at night, no one can guarantee when the Lord of Yama will die, and there are many people who die in the second half of the night and are sent to the funeral home as soon as possible.

The main building of the funeral parlor is lit up, and there are night shifters,

The three of us took advantage of the darkness to walk in. Squatting secretly, smoking one cigarette after another, about half an hour later, the Jinbei car drove in and drove far away to the morgue.

The main building of the funeral parlor is the morgue and the farewell hall, the two places are connected together, the morgue is lit up, and it is very conspicuous in the dark.

The driver of the Jinbei car took out the thick envelope from his inner pocket, took out a wad of money and handed it to the person on duty, the eyes of the person on duty were full of greed, and he quickly counted it, and the two shook hands with each other.

The driver beckoned the other guys to get into the car, and the Jinbei car went around the main building and went to the back, they should go to rest,

What they don't know is that we have filmed the whole process with our mobile phones, and although the picture is blurry, the general situation is still clearly recorded.

"What should I do, call the police," Mu Chun said,

Copper lock shook his head: "It's not good, they are obviously stealing corpses from outside, they can be so unscrupulous, it shows that they have taken precautions, it is difficult for laymen to find clues, but they are startled, they must find an insider, catch the traitor, and kill them with one blow,"

"Where to find an insider in the funeral industry," I wondered,

Copper lock spread his hand: "I don't know either,"

"Then you're not talking nonsense," I hummed,

Mu Chun said at this time: "You can find Mr. Lai, grandpa told me that the iron plate god walks the rivers and lakes and has a wide range of contacts, he may have a way,"

I said worriedly, "Will it be too late?"

Mu Chun waved his hand to indicate that it was okay, he called Sakura first, and briefly explained the matter, Sakura asked him to wait, and relayed it to Mr. Lai.

Tongsuo and I smoked and waited, and after about ten minutes, Mu Chun hung up the phone and whispered: "Mr. Lai said that he knew the director of the funeral home, and he immediately contacted the director and asked us to wait for news,"

We waited anxiously, the night breeze was cool at night, blowing people cold, we smoked one after another, the ground was full of cigarette butts, then the phone came, Mu Chun answered very politely, and hung up the phone to say to us: "The curator is in the funeral home, he has arrived at the office, let us go,"

The three of us ran to the main office building, and when we arrived at the door, we saw an old man waiting at the door, the lights were turned off in the whole building, and only one office on the third floor was still on.

The old man came over and asked, "You are friends of Mr. Lai,"

"You're the curator," Mu Chun asked triedly,

The old man nodded: "My name is Wang Zehan, you can tell me if you have something,"

He took us into the office building and came to his office on the third floor, which was very simple and not large, and Director Wang Zehan sat behind his desk: "There is no need to greet us, you can trust me, what happened,"

Copper lock said: "Curator Wang, you take a look at this first," he took out his mobile phone and called up the video to Curator Wang, which was playing the process of money coming and going between those people in Jinbei Car and the staff on duty in the morgue.

Curator Wang looked at it very carefully, didn't speak in the middle, and waited until he finished reading it before saying, "What's more?"

The copper lock told the scene at the back door of the Eight Immortals Teahouse, and he told Director Wang that he suspected that the employees of the funeral home had stolen the corpse.

Curator Wang crossed his hands and sat on the chair, thought about it, and could see that his face was not good, he was very angry, he picked up the phone and dialed out, and made a total of two calls, one to the security room, and the other to the staff on duty in the morgue.

A few of us didn't speak, to see how he dealt with it,

It didn't take long, the security guards came first, Curator Wang had a very good set of rules, the security guards at night were in a good mental state, not loose, Curator Wang let the two security guards stand behind him,

After another five minutes, there was a sound of footsteps in the hallway, and someone pushed the door in, it was the morgue duty officer who collected the money,

He was wearing blue overalls, and when he came in, he was startled when he saw this posture, the room was full of people, murderous, and the belts of the two security guards were tight, and his body was full of evil energy.

"Pavilion, curator, you look for me," he stumbled,

Curator Wang took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer and threw it over: "Wang Yong, you have worked hard at night, this pack of cigarettes will reward you,"

This one named Wang Yong was cautious: "Curator, you are too polite, I am also on duty and have a job,"

Curator Wang put on reading glasses slowly, picked up the evening newspaper and looked at it, and said while reading: "I heard from other colleagues, you Wang Yong loves money like life, and you have a nickname called Iron Rooster,"

Wang Yong smiled awkwardly: "Hey, everyone is joking, no deep or shallow,"

Curator Wang said: "I can't understand it like this, you will put a little money on your body, and you don't have to worry about putting it somewhere else,"

Wang Yong was stunned, he didn't know what the curator meant, he was speechless for a while,

Curator Wang said to the two security guards behind him: "Close the door, search him, even if it is a piece of paper, you have to search it for me,"

Two security guards turned out from behind the desk, Wang Yong subconsciously wanted to go out, one of the security guards closed the door, scolded and said, "Be honest,"

These security guards are fake tigers, they can open a dyeing workshop with a little color, and they scold Wang Yong like the third grandson, Wang Yong is miserable: "Director Wang, you are breaking the law by doing this, this is called violating human rights,"

Curator Wang flipped through the newspaper and didn't look at him: "Well, whatever you go out to sue me tomorrow, you first find a way to deal with tonight,"

It didn't take long for a lot of things to be found from Wang Yong's body, such as mobile phone keys, ID cards, paper towels, and gold necklaces, and a table was piled up.

Curator Wang took a look and twisted the gold necklace with his hand: "Wang Yong, you are really a bag, look at the morgue and still wear a gold necklace,"

Wang Yong's face? Dust as dirt, the pile of money was also searched, slapped on the table, and the two security guards looked at each other,

"Tell me where the money came from," said Director Wang.

Wang Yong said: "I ...... I, our relatives borrowed money from me, and I paid it back,"

Curator Wang said to the copper lock: "Little friend, borrow your mobile phone and send him the video to watch,"

Tongsuo smiled cruelly, walked up to Wang Yong, and called up the transaction video of him and those people in Jinbeiche, Wang Yong watched half of it, his feet were soft, and he collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, unable to breathe, panting heavily,

Two security guards kicked in the back: "Pretend to be a dead dog, get up,"

Director Wang said: "I have already reported that someone is stealing the body of the funeral home, our country has the crime of stealing the body, and it is a felony to catch it, I called it, Wang Yong, your life is over, not to mention how many years, you have a stain on your body, and you can't wash it for a lifetime,"

As he spoke, he picked up the phone to call the police,

Wang Yong howled and cried, walked with his knees as feet, came to Curator Wang, and hugged his legs: "Curator, let me go, I didn't participate in their crimes, they let me open my eyes and close my eyes, I don't know anything,"

"Tell me, what's going on, I can let you be a tainted witness," Director Wang put down the phone, and he said to the two security guards: "Neither of you two is allowed to talk about tonight's matter, whoever says that I am driving, I will also hold him accountable for slander for nonsense, go out,"

The two security guards were very good at seeing and retreated,

There were only a few of us left in the house, and Director Wang said coldly: "Wang Yong, say it quickly, it's okay after speaking, if you are still obsessed, you can only take the blame for them, you are from the countryside, if you go to prison, think about the person you just talked to, think about your parents in the countryside,"

Wang Yong sat on the ground, hanging his head and wiping his tears: "It has nothing to do with me, it's all Tu Ge Lao?" They forced me to do it, and I agreed because they stole the body and could return it in two days, without knowing it."

"Oh," Curator Wang wondered, "What are they doing stealing corpses?"