According to the records, the dwarf dun was a businessman who opened a processing factory not far from the cemetery.

There are many types of processing plants, and I don't know what Dandun thinks, but he actually came up with the idea of processing funeral supplies.

Funeral supplies are really uncommon on the market, that is, when relatives and friends pass away, they will only come into contact with this kind of thing. It's not that I'm so prejudiced against companies like funeral processing, it's just that for dwarf dun, I said in my heart that no matter what you do, don't pretend to be a ghost and play with the walking dead, right?

Du Xing and I looked at each other, Du Xing meant, since we know the address of the processing plant, we will go to the afternoon for a trip, if we are lucky, we can block the dwarf pier in the processing plant, if we are unlucky not to meet him, we can also take this opportunity to learn more about his information.

We decided to leave at four o'clock in the afternoon, in fact, we can also leave early, after all, our second exploration group has nothing to do, but I think it is better not to be so obviously skipping work regardless of whether you are busy at work or not.

The plan was good, but it couldn't catch up with the fast change, just after the afternoon, the sky changed outside, the whole sky was gloomy, and the goose feather snow could fall at any time.

The days are short in winter, which is good, and by the time Duchenne and I left the police station at four o'clock, it was already dark.

A while ago, Duchenne just bought a motorcycle, and it was just right for the two of us to drive a motorcycle, but Duchenne intended to let me make his new car.

Duchenne still drove the car fast and went straight to the cemetery.

The area around the cemetery was originally a desolate area, the road was quite wide, and there were no cars passing by, so Duchenne was kind of playful, and sometimes rode in an S shape along the roadside.

I sat in the back and was panicked by him, always afraid that I would be thrown out, so I patted him on the back and said, "Da You, you drive like this, be careful not to break the car." ”

Actually, I didn't say anything, and nodded at him implicitly. Du Xing didn't listen to persuasion at all, but laughed hehe, and said how can it be broken, this car is much better than yours, come, see if I give you a few more car skills.

I had the urge to jump out of the car on the spot, and I said that my mouth was originally to persuade him, but as soon as he said this, he went crazy?

Duchenne really did what he said, and suddenly he suddenly stopped the car and rowed forward for a long distance, and then shook the front of the car one hundred and eighty degrees by skill.

My heart was pounding, and I was stunned, but I also had a big question mark in my mind.

This kind of play exists, but it's all on TV, and no motorcyclist would do it in reality, after all, it's a waste of tires.

Duchenne is a new motorcycle, I don't believe that he will make the motorcycle lose so much just to play a driving skill, and after the motorcycle turned around, he still frowned.

I deliberately poked my head forward and asked him what was wrong?

Duchenne looked at a bush on the side of the road and muttered, "There seems to be someone there, and he moved a little when we passed by just now." ”

My first instinct was the walking dead, and it wasn't far from the cemetery.

With Duchenne here, I wasn't too scared, I still wanted the walking corpse to come out, and said that he bullied me very badly yesterday, and now I met Duchenne, see how he can't eat and walk around.

Duchenne drove the bike that way, and we jumped out of the car one after the other.

We didn't have any guns, but Duchenne hung a rubber stick, and he came to the side of the road with a rubber stick, and searched carefully with his eyes open.

I didn't have any poison in my eyes, and if he hadn't pointed it at me at the end, I wouldn't have noticed anything.

A handful of hair appeared half-hidden in the bushes, which were half a man tall, and I guess the walking corpses must have crouched in them.

Duchenne wanted to carry a rubber stick inside, but I was afraid of danger and dragged him first, picked up a stone, and threw it at the handful of hair.

I threw it quite accurately, and it hit the handful of hair.

Unexpectedly, the head under the hair was quite elastic, and the stone was bounced away.

It was a naked provocation by the two of us against him, and I thought that he would stand up in a rage and rush at us all at once.

But who knew that he was still motionless in the bushes.

Du Xing muttered, "Hey, this guy is quite bearable, don't you come out?" ”

He looked around. I found Duchenne much more ruthless than I was, and found a fist-sized stone and threw it at the handful of hair.

This stone is not a joke, ordinary people are on it, and their heads are bleeding.

There was a muffled thud, and when the stone hit the handful of hair, it dented it entirely.

Duchenne and I were completely confused, and I suddenly felt that we were wrong, and that this might not be the walking dead.

Duchenne gestured for me to wait where I was, and he leaned into the bushes.

When he got closer, he smiled, shook his head and stretched out his hand, and pulled out a paper figure from it.

This paper figure is the kind that is usually used for funerals, but the one in front of me is very fine, especially the facial expressions, which can be described as lifelike, and he is wearing a dress.

My whole heart was relaxed, and I couldn't help but curse in my heart, and my heart said that this must have been shipped from his processing factory in Dandun, and I don't know if it fell accidentally when pulling the goods or if it was deliberately placed here, as for Duchenne said that he would move just now, maybe he was dazzled.

Duchenne thought more than I did, he looked at the paper man's face, frowned and didn't speak for a long time.

I looked wrong and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Duchenne walked out with the paper figure, pointed to the paper man's face and asked me, "Didn't you say that Honda has a bad face tattooed on it?" Is that face the same as this face? ”

I really don't know how to answer, I see a rotten face, but this paper man's face is very "healthy".

I shook my head, meaning I didn't have the brains to relate to what a paper face would look like when it rotted.

Duchenne stopped asking me, held the paper face for a while, and then reached out and threw it away.

We rode our motorcycles again, but I noticed a strange thing, this time Duchenne drove very slowly, and he was not even good at talking, so he didn't say a word.

I thought he had something on his mind, so I didn't talk to him, so I tried to ask.

Duchenne's answer was quite strange, just one word, "face!" ”

I thought to myself, how can I guess? And I didn't think he meant to explain it to me, so he didn't ask more.

After a little further on, a small processing plant appeared in front of us. Calling it a factory is a bit of an exaggeration.

In fact, it was a few tiled houses, surrounded by a large yard, and the Honda car was parked at the gate of the factory.

This factory is on the downhill lot, I looked at the factory from a distance, originally there was no one here, I was a little disappointed, thinking that we were in vain, but when I saw the Honda car, I was happy again, and said that the dwarf pier has not left, which is easy to do.

I pointed to the Honda and urged Duchenne to drive the bike over.

Duchenne had been thinking about that rotten face, and when we got off the motorcycle, he quickly leaned towards the car door and stared at the tattoo.

I noticed that Duchenne made a small movement, clenching his fists seemingly inadvertently.

This is a nervous reaction in a person's heart, Duchenne is such a powerful man, can let him have this action, to be honest, I was shocked, and even became more and more suspicious, what is the origin of this rotten face?

While we were looking at each other's faces, a man came out of the processing factory, and he crossed his shoulders and stared at us and said, "What are you doing?" ”

I hadn't noticed him, but as soon as I heard his crow's voice, I knew that this man was the man we were looking for tonight, the dwarf.

Duchenne and I both turned our heads to look over, and I deliberately took a step back, this is the back hand I left for myself, and if something really goes wrong in a while, Duchenne has to go first, and I am responsible for "mending the gun".

Dwarf knew me, and when he saw me, he was not very friendly, snorted, stared at Duchenne again, and asked, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" ”

Although the tone of his questioning was quite horizontal, I understood that this dwarf dun was an expert, and he was very wary of Duchenne, otherwise with his temperament, he would have been unceremoniously pushed by someone else.

I looked at Duchenne and wondered what he would say.

With Duchenne's temperament, he would definitely be irritated by this rude remark, but unexpectedly, he actually regressed.

He shook his head and said it was nothing, we were a little lost on the motorcycle, and wanted to ask someone how to get there.

I can't believe that the No. 1 oil in this hall of Beishan Prison actually has a time when it is deflated.

The dwarf was not very serious, asked us where we were going, and pointed in the direction, and then he stood with his legs crossed, not going anywhere, with the intention of letting us leave quickly.

Duchenne turned back to his bike and beckoned me to leave.

After the two of us were far away from the processing plant, Duchenne stopped the motorcycle and sat coldly silent.

I couldn't help it, so I pushed him and asked how to explain what had just happened?

Duchenne replied very strangely, he made a chest support movement and said, "See, that short Mimi is so big." ”

I don't even know how to answer, and I even doubt that I heard it right, that dwarf dun is a man, how can there be any Mimi?

But then I understood what Duchenne meant, he meant that the short chest muscles were very well developed.

I then asked, "I said big oil, what's wrong with his developed chest muscles?" Are you still afraid of this kind of person? ”

Du Xing sighed and said, "Li Feng, this dwarf is not simple, do you remember Jiang Rincheng?" ”

I nodded, the murderer of the cross, or the twins, how could I not remember such an impressive character?

Du Xing continued, "Jiang Rincheng practiced kung fu with acupoints, and in the north, there is another kind of kung fu that is very popular, called iron sand palm, and even in the army, those special forces know a little. ”

I remember that in the forest where Yin Gongzi died, Du Xing was angry at the time, and slapped a few times at the broken monument, and the palm power was very horizontal, isn't this the iron sand palm?

I asked, Du Xing nodded and acknowledged, but then he shook his head again, saying that his kung fu with iron sand palms was nothing, and if he really met Lian Jiazi, it would be called powerful.

I made a preliminary total, and my heart said that it was not so coincidental, could it be that this dwarf dun is an expert in practicing iron sand palms? Like Jiang Rincheng, he is a strong martial artist? If he really has something to do with the walking dead, this criminal is not easy to catch.