Chapter Twenty-Seven: Hanging to Death

"Kyoto?"

If you really want to go so far, it will be troublesome to solve it yourself, and you must find out the details of this infected body as soon as possible.

When he arrived outside the hospital, Gao Le was still angry, and said angrily: "Why do you say that Jingjing has such a pair of parents? ”

Xia Ren smiled: "At least they have money, and many people can't envy their quiet background." ”

Gao Le could not agree with this statement.

"Did Jing Jing tell you anything strange or uncomfortable about her before?"

"This ......"

Gao Le was about to shake his head, and suddenly thought of something: "There is really something worth noting, Jingjing has been having nightmares some time ago, and mentioned it to me once, I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, thinking that she was too tired from work, so I told her to take a break if she can't do it, you should also know that Jingjing's career, if you don't have a good attitude, it is easy to have problems." ”

After he finished speaking, he set his eyes on Xia Ren, as if waiting for his response.

Where could Xia Ren not see his temptation? said: "Yes, the mortuary is really not easy to do. ”

Gao Le's doubts deepened, this girl knows Jingjing so well, she should be a very good friend, yes, but why don't she know at all?

Moreover, how did she guess that something was happening quietly, and why did she care about it and know her phone number?

"Do you know what nightmares she had?"

"I don't know the specifics."

Gao Le looked up at the sky and looked at Xia Ren again, with a little uncertainty in his eyes: "You talk a lot like a friend of mine." ”

Xia Ren was silent for a while, then showed a smile: "Can I understand this sentence as you want to get closer to me?" This can't be done, what should you do with Lili? ”

“……”

Gao Le was a little speechless, he touched his chin and asked, "Do you know the reason for Jingjing's coma?" I see you reacting strangely in the ward, like you've seen something terrible. ”

"It's my secret, I can't tell you."

Xia Ren already had an idea in his heart, and after saying this, he turned around and left.

"This woman ......" Gao Le sighed deeply as he looked at her departing back, thinking about the various things that had happened to him recently.

As far as Xia Ren knows, Yu Jingjing's life has always been very regular, and apart from the two of them, there are almost no other friends who have a good relationship, if nothing else, she usually goes home directly after work every day, then the most likely place to come into contact with the infected body is the funeral home where she works.

He walked out of the hospital, stopped a car, and arrived at the place just after twelve o'clock.

He found the person in charge, bluntly stated the purpose of his visit, and vaguely mentioned Yu Jingjing's parents.

The influence of the two in Jupiter City is not small, and Yu Jingjing's identity may not be known to many of her colleagues, but the person in charge of the funeral home must know it.

Without much trouble, the person in charge asked him to sit in the office, and about a few minutes, a man in his thirties walked in.

The man didn't shake hands with him, but just said, "I'm Jingjing's colleague, you can call me Lao Zheng." ”

Xia Ren wrote supernatural novels before, coupled with the reason of quietness, he somewhat understood the situation of the mortuary, after all, it was contact with the dead, ordinary people were somewhat taboo about this profession, and even excluded, and the mortuaries themselves knew it, so they have always had several unwritten rules in the industry, such as not participating in wedding and birthday banquets, not shaking hands with people, not saying "hello", "goodbye" and "going all the way" to people, and even not going to relatives during the New Year's holidays, and not paying New Year's greetings.

In general, mortuaries are generally not recognized by the public, and this is a profession that is destined to be lonely.

It can be seen that Lao Zheng is more reserved, and his tone of speech is unhurried, giving people a very calm feeling.

"I would like to ask if anything happened to Jingjing when she was at work some time ago...... Something that is not easy to understand. ”

Xia Ren took the initiative to say.

"Do you think her illness has something to do with work?"

Xia Ren nodded.

"If it's an infectious disease, we do a good job of protecting ourselves when we work......

Lao Zheng probably thought that Xia Ren was going to push the reason for Jingjing's illness to the funeral home.

"That's not what I want to ask." Xia Ren interrupted him suddenly.

Lao Zheng glanced at him.

Got it.

"Don't tell anyone about this."

Lao Zheng changed his tone and made sure that there was no one around before continuing.

"A week ago, Yu Jingjing received a male corpse, he was hanged, he was not very old, the corpse was very intact, all we needed to do was to simply help him take care of his appearance and bury his outstretched tongue back. It was supposed to be an easy job, but there was an accident in the process. ”

Male, not very old, these two points are in line with the characteristics of that face.

Xia Ren nodded and motioned for the other party to continue.

Lao Zheng said this, as if he had some scruples, and lowered his voice slightly: "When we were about to finish processing, we suddenly heard a quiet scream, and after rushing over, we saw that the corpse's hand had tightly grasped Jingjing's forearm, and it took us a lot of effort to break him apart, it stands to reason that this kind of thing is absolutely impossible, because the corpse's death time is just over twenty-four hours, and the corpse mortis has already spread to the whole body, not to mention the fingers, even if the big joint wants to move, it is estimated that it will have to be broken." ”

Afterwards, a more curious colleague paid attention to the family situation of the male corpse, only to find out that his wife died not long ago due to difficult childbirth, which may also be the reason for his suicide. The resentment is too heavy. ”

"Can you tell me the address of their house?"

If Yu Jingjing doesn't wake up tonight, he will be transferred to Kyoto, and he must hurry.

"Wait a minute."

Lao Zheng did not refuse this unruly request, got up and walked out of the office, he probably thought that this matter was related to the supernatural.

After coming back, he directly gave the address to Xia Ren without asking more.

"Jingjing is the hardest-working and most serious junior I have ever seen, I hope she can survive this catastrophe."

When Xia Ren came over, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly, but this gave him a bad premonition.

After sorting out his thoughts, he followed the address to a neighborhood.

The man's name is Fang Bin, he was less than thirty years old when he died, but now the weather is hot outside, the sun is shining so much that people can't open their eyes, and he can sweat when he stands under the sun for a while, which also makes Xia Ren unable to find anyone to ask him for specific information, no way, he can only take the elevator to the ninth floor.

Looking at the house number, he didn't dare to be sure for a long time whether this was the house where Fang Bin lived before he died, because the door had been sealed with a bank seal, and a thin layer of dust had fallen on the handle, and it seemed that no one had entered it for a while.

His eyes fell on the neighbor's house next door, and he was hesitating to knock on the door, but the door opened at this time, and a young man over twenty years old came out of it, and was stunned when he saw Xia Ren,

Then, pull your legs and run.