The efficiency of the split action was really fast, and at about half past seven, all the mourning halls with these three surnames on the first floor were found.

There are not many mourning halls surnamed Ma, there are two in total.

There are seven with the surname Yang.

Zhao has the most surnames, and there are ten of them.

In total, there are nineteen suspicious mourning halls.

Although the scope is not small, it finally excludes a large part.

The fat man was poking his head in front of a mourning hall at this time: "Doctor, then we are going to push open all the coffins of these nineteen mourning halls, and then find clues to the ghosts on the first floor from inside?" ”

Theoretically, it does.

However, Gu Mian's thinking has always been different from others, and he doesn't like to follow theories.

He glanced at the nineteen open doors of the mourning hall, and in order to facilitate marking, the suspicious mourning hall opened the door, and closed the non-suspicious ones directly.

"I'll take a look around first." Gu Mian put his hand into the white coat.

Pushing nineteen coffin boards is also a big project, and if you're unlucky, you'll have to push it for an hour, and they still have the second and third floors to explore, so there's not much time to waste now.

At this time, Chu Changge was standing in front of an open mourning hall, as if he was thinking about something.

Gu Mian didn't turn around, and came directly to him: "What are you looking at?" ”

Chu Changge glanced up at Gu Mian: "Look at this mourning hall." ”

He said as he reached out to the door.

Gu Mian also looked inside.

I saw that there seemed to be no difference between this mourning hall and other mourning halls, at least on the surface.

It's all bright incandescent chandeliers, huge coffins, wreaths, and black-and-white statues.

Here died a middle-aged woman.

Short hair, not a serious short haircut, a bit like the hairstyle of the charter woman in the movie, her head is not even, like a flat potato, and even her facial features seem to have been flattened.

The two eyes are not big, and they are slightly longer, and at first glance they look like foxes with smiling eyes, and because they are smiling, there are very deep crow's feet at the corners of their eyes.

The nose is not high, the tip of the nose is a little upturned, you can see most of the nostrils, the lips are thin, and the smile is pulling.

The overall feeling is like a fox face with a collapsed nose imprinted on a flat potato.

There are also couplets on the wreaths.

"In memory of Ms. Yang's death, the Ministry of Public Security of Xuzhou respects her"

Chu Changge pointed to the couplets on the wreath: "Other people's couplets are generally sent by juniors, colleagues or work units, but this one is different. ”

When Gu Mian heard this, he looked at the five big words of "Xuzhou Ministry of Public Security".

Obviously, this Xuzhou Ministry of Public Security could not be Ms. Yang's work unit.

Although Gu Mian, a female colleague from the public security organ, had never seen a few, he also knew that this hairstyle that looked like it had been struck by lightning did not conform to the rules.

In other words, it's unsightly.

Therefore, Ms. Yang, who died in this mourning hall, was not a person engaged in public security, but she had a couplet sent by the Ministry of Public Security.

And her age of death should not be very large, because it can be seen from the posthumous photos that she is also in her early forties.

"She died unexpectedly in her forties, and there is a couplet sent by the public security department, don't you think her story may be bizarre?" Chu Changge pushed his glasses.

"It's quite bizarre," Gu Mian agreed: "And according to your test question, the three ghosts correspond to a car, and the prisoner car is also related to the public security department." ”

At this time, others had already gathered, and some even boldly put forward speculations.

The uncle named Hao Laoshi spoke: "Could it be that the prisoner in the prisoner car escaped, and then was dragged by this righteous and brave Ms. Yang, but she also died because of it?" ”

It's possible.

"Any speculation without evidence is a hooligan" Gu Mian glanced at the coffin in the middle: "First of all, we have to collect evidence." ”

The fat man shuddered: "Doctor, you seem to be unexpectedly enthusiastic about finding ghosts. ”

Gu Mian rolled up his sleeves: "Of course, I'm here to focus on the overall situation, come, let's push the coffin." ”

The three players who had been on the sidelines in the first place still didn't plan to do anything, and shrank in the doorway waiting for them to push the coffin.

But there are unforeseen circumstances.

Gu Mian knew that this mourning hall was abnormal, and he also knew that a ghost might emerge inside after pushing the coffin open.

But he didn't expect that when the coffin board was just halfway pushed open, an accident happened.

"Squeak-" The black-painted coffin board was slightly pushed open by a small crack, and it was pitch black underneath.

Gu Mian was stretching out his head to see what was inside, but as soon as he looked at it, it suddenly went dark in front of him, as if he was blind.

But immediately afterward, the screams around him showed that his eyes were fine.

The problem is the overhead light.

The lights on the entire first floor were turned out in unison, and there was no light in the dark, Gu Mian reached out to the side and touched a bulging thing.

The fat man's scream suddenly burst into his ears: "It came out of it!" It's scratching my stomach, let's run! ”

Immediately afterwards, Gu Mian heard him grab something and crawled away, and the touch of flesh in his hand was gone.

The doorway is where the screams are most concentrated.

Not to be outdone, the slender man, the middle-aged uncle and the freckled girl were all outdone, and the three of them overshadowed one wave after another, like a moving megaphone.

They screamed in a hurry, and even broke their voices, screaming without forgetting to escape.

In the darkness, only the voices of the three of them could be heard getting farther and farther away, and from time to time there was the sound of someone falling.

It wasn't until everyone's screams could no longer be heard that Gu Mian's eyes adjusted to the darkness a little.

He was still standing in the mourning hall, unmoving.

It's not to highlight his bravery and fearlessness in contrast to others, but because he has already experienced a lot of strange things, just like eating and drinking, so he has long lost the passionate mood that ordinary people have.

The assassinations of life have long taught him not to be chaotic in the face of danger and to think soberly in danger.

For example, just now, he was thinking about a question very seriously-

"Why did they all run away?"

Finding ghosts seems to be their purpose, why did they slip away so fast?

He thought as he glanced around, trying to see what was going on.

I saw that the door of the mourning hall was still open, and a faint light came in from the outside.

Because there are no windows in the mourning hall, the only light comes in through the door, and if the door is closed, Gu Mian will not see anything.

The wreath by the door was overturned, which must have been knocked down by someone else as they fled in a hurry.

The huge black-and-white photograph was facing the doorway, and the darkness made her face even paler, and her eyes were blurred as if she were staring at him closely.

The heavy coffin was only pushed open by a small slit, and Gu Mian raised his eyes to look in, it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

He didn't have any tools on him that could illuminate him, and he couldn't poke his head straight in.

There was no way, Gu Mian had to look for lighting tools first.

But as soon as he turned around, he came across something.

Undoubtedly, people.

Because this person was touched by him, one of them fell down without standing firmly, and his head slammed into the coffin next to him, making a crisp sound, and the impact seemed to be quite powerful.

But the man didn't say a word, only covered his head upright, and stubbornly stood up and moved to the side of his sleep.

"Little Joe?" Gu Mian asked in a subdued tone.

The figure finally reacted: "What are you doing?" ”