"Uncle Yu... You're kidding, right..."Bai Tianqing hurriedly stopped, "How can you go in and see this." ”

"This stove is designed to get in, so why can't you get in?" Yu Qian asked rhetorically

"No, Uncle Yu, this is not, it's not for the living..."Bai Tianqing (qíng) couldn't care less about taboos in a hurry

"The dead can get in, but isn't it easier for the living." Yu Qian waved his hand indifferently and signaled Bai Tianqing not to make noise. Glancing at the door, he inserted his saber and pulled the steel door open along the hinge.

Suddenly, the muzzle of the black hole of the crematorium was facing Yu Qian, Bai Tianqing and the others, and a strong smell of corpses came to their nostrils. Caught off guard, Bai Tianqing couldn't help but almost vomit on the spot.

Yu Qian looked around, and the black mass didn't see anything famous. This computer-controlled, fully automatic crematorium has a deep hearth, and the body is first drenched with fuel in the front half of the conveyor belt before being folded into the back incineration area for cremation. This also explains why there is no observation opening in this half of the body.

However, there is no observation port from the place where the bones are collected that can easily observe the incineration (qíng), which is very unreasonable. The observation port should have been designed to be easy to observe, and Yu Qian did not try to find out if there was a hidden observation port, and even if there was such a design book (shēn), it would suggest that there was something wrong with all this.

Tearing off the strip of black cloth covering the tactical flashlight, Yu Qian shone into the incinerator, and a straight and piercing pillar of light cut through the darkness and illuminated the qíng inside the furnace.

The inside of the crematorium was much wider than Yu Qian had imagined, with two rows of nozzles embedded in the top, so it was supposed to spray fuel on the corpse. The stench of corpses was not as strong as expected, and there were no serious signs of smoke on the furnace walls. Yu Qian's gaze followed the pillar of light forward, and there was a noticeable bend at the end, and it seemed that the condition of the incineration area (qíng) could not be seen from this angle.

Yu Qian stuck his saber in the crack of the door and stuck the furnace door, turned back to Bai Tianqing and instructed

"I'll go in and see, you stare at the door and don't lock me in. If someone comes, you just knock on the wall of the furnace three times and find a place to hide, understand? ”

"Uncle Yu, I think it's better to forget it, let's order all the people tomorrow, and then come over and slowly find out, if something happens here..."Bai Tianqing looked at the wide open furnace door and dissuaded uneasily

"Tomorrow all the men? Okay, let me ask you, what excuse do you use to check? Do you know how busy the crematorium is during the day, and the fire does not stop from morning to night, if there is no problem after stopping the furnace and checking it, have you ever thought about how much impact it has? Yu Qian said helplessly

"Anyway, it's just a guess on my part, and I think maybe I'm wrong... The stove doesn't look like there's a problem. For Bai Tianqing, whether it was watching Yu Qian climb into the crematorium, or waiting for Yu Qian to climb out of the furnace alone, it was an unacceptable scene to think about, and he couldn't help but retreat when it came to the end.

"I wish there was no problem, but now it seems that there is a problem." Yu Qian motioned for Bai Tianqing to come to (shēn) and taught him to moisten his index finger with saliva and reach the mouth of the stove, "Do you feel it?" ”

There was a chill from the side of the index finger facing the furnace, and Bai Tianqing looked at Yu Qian in surprise, "Uncle Yu, it's windy!" ”

"Yes, this stove is fully enclosed, how can there be continuous outward airflow, I felt strange when I pried open the furnace door just now, the smell of corpses is emitting too fast." Yu Qian said with a solemn expression, "It's really right for you kid, there is indeed a problem with this stove." ”

Now, Bai Tianqing knew that he couldn't stop Yu Qian, so he reached out to hold the saber stuck on the door hinge, and watched Yu Qian lie on the transport belt.

"What kind of eyes do you have, why do you want to go in and take a look for me?" Yu Qian looked at Bai Tianqing's nervous eyes and teased with a smile

Bai Tianqing almost blurted out, "It's better for me to come." Eventually, however, fear overwhelmed reason, and his throat rolled up and down before he dared to speak. Suddenly, a thick sense of guilt (qíng) surged into his heart, at this moment Bai Tianqing hated his cowardice incomparably, obviously it was his own speculation, but in the end he had to throw it to Yu Qian. And at a critical juncture, he retreated because of some ghosts and gods who were ashamed to speak up.

"Keep an eye on it, I'll go back as soon as I go." Yu Qian thought that Bai Tianqing was just a little nervous, and pulled out a writhing smile to be comforting, and crawled into the furnace little by little with a flashlight in his mouth.

Bai Tianqing just looked at the crematorium like a monster with a huge mouth, swallowing Yu Qian little by little, he couldn't do anything but hold the saber stuck in the crack of the door.

Not to mention Bai Tianqing standing outside the furnace doing self-examination. Yu Qian slowly climbed into the crematorium, the corpses were burned relatively thoroughly, and the smell of corpses in the air was completely within the range of his acceptance. Reaching out and wiping the steel furnace walls on both sides, there was no too thick grease and dust accumulation, which made Yu Qian a little surprised.

Soon he had climbed to the end, where the passage had taken a seventy-degree turn, and an iron gate had appeared in the depths separating the incineration zone from the fuel chamber. Yu Qian stretched out his hand and gently pushed it, and found that the gate was just a one-way door with hinges, judging from the oil stains accumulated in the corners, the door was forcibly pushed open by the corpse on the transport belt, and then bounced back to its original position by the spring on the hinge after the corpse passed. This design saves Yuqian a lot of effort.

After pushing open the hinged door, Yu Qian could feel the obvious cold wind enveloping the damp pavement, which made him more and more determined to guess in his heart. Twisting his hips at the angle of the conveyor belt, he continued to crawl towards the incineration area.

After climbing into the incineration area, Yu Qian lay on his back on the conveyor belt, twisting his neck and observing his surroundings by the light of a tactical flashlight. It was much narrower than he had imagined, except for the flamethrowers that were distributed diagonally above, and a strange nozzle directly above it caught his attention.

The nozzle that was hanging above him was much larger than the nozzles of the surrounding flamethrowers, and it seemed to be able to move from the grooved track at the bottom.

Yu Qian was surprised by this discovery, and the temperature in the crematorium could reach more than 1,200 degrees Celsius. This temperature is undoubtedly very unfriendly to complex mechanical structures. It is much easier to build a few more fixed spouts than to build one that can be moved. Yu Qian straightened up (shēn) and felt the peculiar spout with his hand, and in addition to determining the structure of its metal material, he also felt some fine powder.

Yu Qian raised his finger to the light of the flashlight in front of his eyes, grinding his fingers to feel the touch, while carefully observing the material of white powder, after some observation, he had a plan in his heart. He pulled a tào from his pocket and held it around the strange spout, flicking his fingers carefully, letting the powder fall into his pocket.

Putting away his pockets, Yu Qian flips (shēn) his body to find the source of the air current. As soon as he climbed into the incineration chamber, he felt a cool breeze with moisture coming from under (shēn). At this moment, the crematorium had already stopped in the middle of the night, and this cool breeze must not have been blown out through a blower. The entire incinerator is built indoors, and the air flow caused by the chimney can only form an inward convection at the furnace mouth, and there is absolutely no possibility of blowing air outward.

Neither the function of the blower nor the direction of the chimney's airflow, so where does this constant airflow come from?

The entire process of transportation in the crematorium is divided into two parts, and the conveyor belt that Yu Qian climbed into was only responsible for transporting the fuel-drenched corpses outside the incineration area, and the metal platform under Yu Qian (shēn) was the place where the final incineration process of the corpses was carried at this moment. During the actual process, the corpse (shēn) is placed on a refractory board, and after it is burned, the metal plate is pushed to the bone picking area.

Yu Qian held a flashlight and tried to find something from the edge of the metal plate, but the board was controlled by a computer fully automatic (cāo), and it was difficult to shake it by human means alone. After two attempts, Yu Qian gave up and instead studied the place where it was connected to the iron plate. Looking at Yu Qian, he saw that there were some problems.

It is said that this metal plate is only responsible for pushing the burned corpse out, as long as it can move back and forth, it is enough, but Yu Qian saw the standard spherical link from the front and back. In the army, Yu Qian also learned to mechanic, and this link point means that this metal plate can be flipped.

Seeing this, a question came to Yuqian's mind: why design the flip function? Looking at the metal plate Yu Qian gently raised his hand and knocked on it, there was a hollow echo under (shēn), Yu Qian put his ear to the iron plate and listened carefully, his face gradually sank (yīn)...

Bai Tianqing, who was guarding outside, held on to the saber and the furnace door, and looked anxiously at the mouth of the black hole. He now wanted to know what was going on with Yu Qian (qíng) inside, but he didn't have the means to contact him. Before leaving, Yu Qian ordered him not to make random phone calls, he thought that this was a big and small crematorium Yu Qian would soon be able to investigate clearly, but after waiting here for a long time, there was no response.

The dark muzzle still blew a cool breeze, emitting an unpleasant smell of corpses. Yu Qian seemed to have been eaten, and there was no news coming, and in a trance, Bai Tianqing had the illusion that Yu Qian had never been in at all.

The waiting time is always long, and Bai Tianqing couldn't bear the increasingly tormented heart (qíng), so he couldn't help but put his head close to the mouth of the mouth and shouted softly inside

"Uncle Yu, are you alright?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he vented half of his breath first, and he couldn't make a sound when he opened his mouth, only a few imperceptible noises just popped out of Bai Tianqing's lips and dissipated. Realizing that he didn't make a sound at all, Bai Tian cleared his throat and took a deep breath to shout again.

"What are you going to do?" A muffled voice exploded above Bai Tianqing's head

In an instant, 10,000 thoughts collided and turned in Bai Tianqing's mind, and he only felt that his brain was buzzing and he didn't know anything. Bai Tianqing thought that he was attentive enough, but he never expected to be discovered. He didn't want to think about why someone could silently open the door of the incineration room and walk all the way to his (shēn), holding the saber in his hand to pull out the saber, and with the other hand he was going to knock on the furnace wall to call Yu Qian the police.

A big hand stained with putty, lightning stretched out and grabbed his wrist: "Xiaobai, what are you nervous about?" ”

At this moment, Bai Tianqing heard that this muffled voice didn't seem to be someone else, it was Yu Qian.

"Uncle Yu, where did you come from?" Bai Tianqing looked at the man in front of him in disbelief as he smelled of corpses, while peeking at the muzzle of the black hole.

"Of course I crawled out of the place where the ashes came out, otherwise I would have climbed out backwards." Yu Qian said angrily

Bai Tianqing took advantage of the dim light to see Yu Qian's putty face.

"Uncle Yu, your route is unlucky." Bai Tianqing's nervous heart (qíng) relaxed, and he said something with a sad face

"For the sake of good luck, I still have to climb backwards, but I can't do it." Yu Qian wrapped the strip of cloth around the flashlight again and beckoned Bai Tianqing to leave.

The two of them retreated outside along the road they had come from, and it was much easier to go downhill than uphill. Without much effort, I climbed over the fence along the road and returned to the parking place from the cemetery. The funeral parlor was quite sparse and lazy at night, except for the warehouse patrol personnel, and the two of them did not encounter a single night patrol personnel back and forth.

Back in the car, Yu Qian quickly took off the camouflage uniform (shēn) on his hands and feet, wiped his hands and face in a mess, and unscrewed a bottle of mineral water to wash it. He changed into civilian clothes (shēn) and started the car, and drove away from the funeral home in a low-key manner without turning on the lights.

"Uncle Yu, did you find anything when you went in?" Bai Tianqing, who was sitting in the co-pilot, turned his head to look at the funeral parlor that disappeared from view, and asked in a low voice

"It's a big harvest this time!"