Hao Minyuan: They didn't know that three bodies had been lost in the Qilu Museum in Jinan, and that there had been a bloody case later, so I didn't understand why I was so surprised.

"Did the corpse walk out on its own?" I almost yelled.

Xiao Ying was also a little stunned by my radical actions, glanced at me, and then at Hao Minyuan: "This ...... This is not clear, I just received a report, and the police have not yet been dispatched! There are not enough people today......"

Hao Minyuan nodded: "Lihai, you stay with the leaders, and I'll take someone there!" ”

Before Zhang Lihai could answer, Director Qin waved his hand: "Let's go together!" There are some things that you may not know about, and the Ludong brothers may not have time to say it. ”

"Oh?" Hao Minyuan nodded, "Then trouble a few more tired runners!" ”

On the way, I told the Jinan Qilu Funeral Home about the loss of three corpses, and when I heard me say that the corpses were made into "living corpses" by Western warlocks, Hao Minyuan frowned again.

Several cars stopped at the door of the funeral home, and the director of the funeral home stood at the door with a sad face, saw our car stopped, and hurried over.

"Team Hao—no! Director Hao, you came here in person - it's really strange that there are many things every year, only this year! This year, this is the second time that a body has been lost in less than two months. ”

Hao Minyuan didn't seem to be in the mood to listen to his ramblings: "What the hell is the situation, you...... You talk as you go! ”

"O'...... It's similar to the last time, when I was on duty to check, I saw a body missing......"

Hao Minyuan frowned, and his tone became a little heavier: "What time is this!" How did the person on duty find out that the body was missing? ”

The curator smiled awkwardly: "Each line has its own rules, the corpse can't be named, and it can't be counted on time like the goods!" ”

The curator also seemed a little displeased.

Maybe Hao Minyuan realized that he was talking with emotion, and he was a little rushed, and the curator was at the same level as him.

"That's right! Let me introduce a few leaders. Hao Minyuan turned around and stretched out his finger to point at Director Qin, "This is Director Qin of the Criminal Department of the Provincial Public Security Department, and this time he came to Hekou to inspect and guide our work, and the other few are experts and talents in the province." ”

The curator bowed slightly to Director Qin and them, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

This also understands that, generally speaking, in the same level of position, the funeral home is the worst, on the other hand, since the director of the funeral home is appointed, he must be a little defective in life or work, or not good at communication, or too poor in work ability.

Besides, if such a big thing happened to the funeral home, if he couldn't be good, he, the curator, would be at the end of his life, where could he laugh.

Walking along the painted road with big trees on both sides, just walked more than 20 meters, I saw a middle-aged woman coming from the opposite side, I didn't pay much attention to it at first, and after walking a few meters, the distance was closer, I saw the woman smiling at me, the smile was very weird, I couldn't help but look at her twice, this was unbelievable, my scalp exploded all of a sudden. Bookbag netting

The woman's head was a fist-sized hole in blood, and his face was pale.

As we approached, the woman ducked to the side of the road, still grinning at me.

There were more than a dozen of us in a group, and none of the others looked at her, and when I saw this, I knew in my heart that this woman was not human.

Passing by where the woman was standing, and walking forward for a few dozen meters, I subconsciously turned around, and sure enough! The woman is gone.

In one day, I saw ghosts twice......

To reaffirm my judgment, I ran to the curator's side in a few steps.

"Hello! Did you just send a female corpse to the museum? ”

In the past few months, I have been a regular visitor to the funeral home in Hekou District, and even if the curator does not know me, he must have seen me very familiar.

He nodded: "On average, several per day—sometimes a dozen." ”

"I'm talking about a middle-aged woman who should have died in an accident and suffered a head injury......"

"Oh! That's right! Just ten minutes before you come! I heard that it was killed by a flower pot that fell from upstairs, and a cat caused trouble...... You say that this is not a coincidence, people's lives are predestined! The curator smacked, "Huh? How do you know? ”

I couldn't tell the truth, so I had to be vague and say a lot of nonsense.

I don't know if I saw my embarrassment, Hao Minyuan helped me out: "This Brother Ludong is a capable person!" It's just that sometimes the gods are babbling! ”

The group followed the curator to the morgue, where the door was intact.

We all know that funeral homes have special rules, that is, the door of the morgue cannot be locked.

The curator pointed to an empty morgue: "It's this corpse, the deceased's name is Zhang Shilei, he was sent in three days ago, it seems to be a ruffian, and he can be regarded as a frequent visitor to prisons and detention rooms, this time because he was drunk and molested a little daughter-in-law, as if he had taken some fake aphrodisiac......"

Hao Minyuan didn't seem to have the heart to listen to him, and pointed to the top of the corridor outside the door: "Pressed the monitor?" ”

"Oh! Right...... The last time it happened, we discussed it and pressed the monitor outside the door. ”

"That's fine! I can't see anything here, so let's go to the monitoring room first! ”