Volume 2 Aoyama Funeral Parlor Chapter 11 The Death of the Curator
The thought of being in the crematorium made him tremble, but Li Xiaofeng didn't have any strength in his body, he couldn't escape from here at all, and at this moment he felt extremely desperate in his heart!
Suddenly!!! He heard the crematorium open, and his nerves tensed to the limit! His eyes widened, and he struggled with all his strength, trying to shout from his throat: "Help! But at the moment he couldn't do even the simplest things. His breathing began to get rapid! Death is closing in on him!
"Bang!" The fire in the crematorium is lit! The fire instantly illuminates the inside of the furnace! That's right, he's really in a crematorium!! The temperature in the furnace rose violently, and the flames instantly burned Li Xiaofeng's hair! Then the scalp, face, chest, shoulders... Although the properties of the anesthetic have not been completely eliminated, Li Xiaofeng can still feel the great pain of the fire burning on his body! He could hear the "click" of his own body being burned... At the end of his life, he finally burst out with a hoarse wail, but unfortunately it was not loud... I saw that the fire in the furnace suddenly burned even stronger, and Li Xiaofeng's shouting stopped abruptly... Li Xiaofeng was burned alive like this... He was so poor that he didn't know who he was killed...
As soon as eight o'clock arrived, the employees of the funeral home came to work again, and they saw smoke billowing from the chimney of the crematorium! Everyone was shocked, and with the events of the previous two days, everyone's hearts tightened, and they all ran to the crematorium...
"Ahh "Ahh The screams came out one after another, and it was the new security guard Li Xiaofeng who died in front of the furnace today, and it was Brother Chen who was in charge of the cremation of the corpse who was lying in front of another furnace not far from him! Everyone present looked at each other and covered their mouths in shock! In just three days!! Five lives!!
No one would believe that this was a simple suicide! They are planning to submit their resignations, but they dare not continue to work here! Although everyone is an atheist, in the face of this kind of thing, who dares to pat their chests and say that there is no supernatural thing! The curator tried his best to maintain order on the scene and persuade everyone...
An hour later, the police came again, and the officers in charge of the case were shocked!! They confirmed the identity of the deceased and questioned everyone again... But the result is still the same, if it is not a female corpse asking for her life, it can only be preliminarily concluded as suicide!! There was not even a single suspicious clue found at the scene!!
The head of the police approached the curator and asked, "I said what the hell is going on here?" It's really evil! Is the monitoring installed? ”
The curator also looked frightened, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to ask, and finally determined that the installation of the monitor would arrive this afternoon, and it was guaranteed to be installed and used today, so he slowly hung up the phone.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, the police interrogation ended!! The person in charge of the police shook his head helplessly, and said to the curator again: "The surveillance must be installed tonight!" If something happens again, I think your funeral home will be closed down and rectified!! ”
The curator replied yes in a row! As soon as the police left, the person who installed the monitor also arrived, and when the installer finished commissioning, it was more than eight o'clock in the evening, and the installer did not dare to stay longer in a place like Qingshan Funeral Home, so he hurriedly collected the money and drove away, and only the director was left in the huge funeral home.
The curator sat at his desk, looked at the monitor he had just installed, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...
He slowly turned on his mobile phone and looked at the news of Yunzhou City today, but he didn't expect that what happened here had spread on the Internet, what "female corpse asked for her life", "incinerator fell into disrepair and caused death"... A series of messy reports flooded the entire network! He slowly turned off his mobile phone again, the police have handled the case in the past few days, blocked the scene, and the family members of the deceased are not allowed to be there. Interviews with various news outlets; The work has not been smooth in the past few days, resulting in a lot of untreated corpses... When the curator thought of this, he couldn't help but feel anxious...
Suddenly!!! There was a knock on the door of the curator's office with a bang, bang, bang! The curator frowned and whispered, "Please come in!" But the doorman didn't make any move! The curator suddenly reacted, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and there was no one else in this funeral parlor besides himself? He couldn't help but feel a fur in his heart, and his voice trembled and asked again: "Who... Who's out there? ”
No one answered outside the door, followed by a knock on the door with "bang, bang, bang!" "It's ringing! The curator has been working here for some years, and he has never seen any kind of situation, but this strange knock on the door shocked the curator at this moment!! He moved his chair back a bit, ready to get up and open the door, he wanted to see who was doing the trick!
But his afterglow suddenly glanced under his desk... There seems to be a white shadow! He thought he was dazzled, so he looked down again...
"Ah!!h The curator was so frightened that he hurriedly took a few steps back, leaned against the wall behind him, his eyes were huge, and he stared at his desk... The white shadow under the table was the corpse of the woman who was burned that day!! At this moment, she was curled up in a ball, her head raised, her face was pale and lifeless, her eyes were fierce, and her eyes were staring directly at the curator... She crawled out of the table and slowly straightened up, but below her head, there was only a bloody skeleton... The curator gasped for breath, not daring to look any further, he screamed, and rushed towards the door, unscrewed the door lock and rushed out, there was nothing in the corridor... The curator ran out regardless of it, looking back from time to time, for fear that the female corpse would catch up, and when the curator ran to the stairs, the female corpse had slowly walked out of the curator's office, and continued to chase him with an unusually stiff movement. . .
The curator gasped, didn't dare to stop for a moment, and rushed downstairs directly, but just after arriving on the first floor, he saw from a distance that Lao Tang and Lao Wang were standing outside the big black door at the end of the corridor. The curator was so frightened that his heart tightened, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, and then turned his head to look upstairs, and there was a low wail of the female corpse upstairs at this time, it seemed that she was about to follow...
The curator was in a dilemma, but he didn't hesitate for long before gritting his teeth, running a few steps forward, and rushing out of the gate of the red brick building, he glanced at Lao Wang and Lao Tang with slanted eyes, and the two were still standing in place and kept waving, but fortunately they didn't catch up...
The curator didn't dare to hesitate and ran straight towards the door of the funeral home, but just a few steps later, he saw the "two" standing in the dim light of the big iron gate from a distance, it was Liuzi and Li Xiaofeng!! The two of them are also the same as Lao Wang and Lao Tang, their faces are pale, but they can smile and beckon to the curator strangely...
The curator was frightened, he didn't dare to run in the direction of the big iron gate, looked left and right, and then turned around and ran towards another red brick building, the curator was extremely frightened and nervous, and he was out of breath before he ran far, he had to stop, holding his knees with his hands and panting! He took the opportunity to look back, but Liuzi and Li Xiaofeng did not catch up, and stood at the big iron gate from a distance and waved... But the curator didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly turned around, ready to continue running, but as soon as he turned around, there was a "person" standing in front of him! It was Brother Chen who was in charge of cremating the corpse! Unlike the others, Brother Chen in front of him was already burned black, the skin and flesh on his face and neck had been burned together, and his eyes were directly hanging on his face, the reason why he could still recognize him as Brother Chen was completely because of his clothes and figure! There was only a step between him and the curator, and the curator couldn't help screaming in fright when he saw this, turned around and ran, but the curator didn't look carefully, and he ran into the crematorium. . . .
At this time, the curator had already had a nervous breakdown, although he had worked in the funeral home for many years, but after all, he was only facing a dead corpse that could not move, and a "ghost" suddenly appeared at this moment! He was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he could barely move normally.
His eyes were fixed on the door of the crematorium, and he stepped back cautiously, but with a low wail, the female corpse had slowly crawled to the gate! The curator was so frightened that he screamed again, turned around and was about to run, but in a panic, he tripped over something under his feet, fell forward, and fell directly on the control table of the crematorium, "bang", the fire of the crematorium was ignited, and there was a light in the crematorium, and the curator hurriedly looked back at the female corpse behind him. . . But as soon as he turned around, a pair of cold hand bones had pinched the curator's neck, and the face of the female corpse had come to the front of the curator, staring at the curator's eyes, and the mouth kept making a low wail, and there was only a distance of about ten centimeters between the two faces, the curator looked at the female corpse in front of him, and suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe, almost suffocating, he struggled desperately, trying to break free of the hand bones, but the hand bones became tighter and tighter, and pushed the curator to the crematorium step by step. At this time, the fire in the crematorium was already burning, and the curator was pinched into a trance, and when he was dying, he glanced at the crematorium behind him with his eyes, and he could clearly feel the breath of death...
Suddenly!!! The female corpse's hand let go of the curator's neck, and then pushed it towards the curator's chest, the curator was weak, turned around and staggered, the center of gravity was unstable, and the upper body actually got into the crematorium impartially, and the curator's hoarse wail came from the furnace, but soon calm was restored, and only the raging fire remained...
At eight o'clock in the morning, the body of the curator was found by the staff of the funeral home, but unlike several others, the fire burned all night, and the body of the curator's upper body had already been burned to ashes...