Wen Yiren glanced at Lin Jingyu coldly, ran to the door without saying a word, put his hands in front of his mouth in the shape of a trumpet and shouted, "Zhong Yu, something happened here, the two staff members fainted!" ”

"What do you do?" Behind him, the little girl's murderous voice came.

Wen Yiren was indifferent, his face was full of nervousness, "How could a good person faint, is something wrong, what about you?" ”

"Sister, what are you doing?"

"Don't you see me calling for help?"

Soon, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and in a blink of an eye, Zhong Yu walked in with two policemen and staff.

"Pleasant, what's going on?" For the first time, Zhong Yu looked Wen Yiren up and down, "You are fine, right?" ”

"I'm fine!" Wen Yiren pointed to the two staff members lying on the ground, "As soon as I came in, I saw them fainting, could it be, could this person have something unclean?" ”

Speaking of this, Wen Yiren shrank her gaze and walked around the room, her voice trembling slightly.

"This lady, I hope you don't say such things at the funeral home," the staff who followed in instantly darkened their faces, "This is the room where the corpses are burned, the air is thin and normal, I hope you don't cause panic among others." ”

"So that's the case, Wen Yiren pointed to Lin Wanqiu's corpse, so is it still burning today?"

"It's definitely going to be burned, we'll be responsible, and we'll ask a few people out."

"Yiren, since we've already visited, let's go out first, shall we?"

Wen Yiren didn't hesitate much, and left very obediently, how could Lin Jingyu just give up?

Sure enough, as soon as the door was closed, a scream instantly came from inside.

"What's going on?" Zhong Yu hurriedly pushed the door open, one of the staff members lay on the ground with exaggerated movements, his facial expression was extremely distorted, and the other staff member fell next to him, looking like he had fainted.

"He fainted inexplicably just now, and I accidentally tripped over."

"Fainted?" Zhong Yu sniffed, but didn't smell anything that made it difficult to breathe.

It may be a coincidence that the two fainted just now, but this ......

Wen Yiren put his hands on his chest and leaned lazily against the door frame.

Lin Jingyu stood in front of Lin Wanqiu's corpse holding the rag doll, she tilted her head and smiled very proudly.

"It may be that Lin Wanqiu's soul is reluctant to leave, don't delay this matter, let's help burn her."

"This ...... Not okay? ”

Ignoring Lin Jingyu's warning gaze, Wen Yiren stepped forward with a smile and pointed to Lin Wanqiu's corpse, "Look, it's all starting to grow corpse spots, it's better for the deceased to rest in peace as soon as possible, whether you believe it or not, I believe in Buddhism, otherwise ask the awake staff, has this kind of thing happened before?" ”

"There are more corpses to be burned today, the incineration room is limited, and the rest of the staff is estimated to be busy, Prosecutor Zhong, if you are not afraid, please do me a favor and leave the rest to me."

Wen Yiren and Zhong Yu stayed behind to help, and the other two policemen helped the fainted staff member out.

"Ahem, Lin Wanqiu also believed in Buddhism before her death, and she always hoped that I would help her go to the temple to ask for peace and blessings, and I came here today for this matter." As he spoke, he took out a peace blessing from his pocket and put it on Lin Wanqiu's neck, "I hope she can vote for a good family in her next life." "Baidu" When he laughed, there was a breeze blowing through Jiezhong Literature, and the latest chapter of "Jiezhong Literature was free to read for the first time.