Ling Cheng walked to the side of Ma Xianglian and the three of them quietly, glanced at the corpse pulled out of the drawer, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the death of this corpse was too miserable, it is estimated that it was run over by a big truck, half of the body was sparse, the whole head was completely suffocated, and he couldn't distinguish his facial features at all, he was covered in blood, and he should have been pulled here directly from the scene of the car accident.

"He died a miserable death, and he was going to be cremated after death, and his family didn't change his clothes."

Looking at this cold, desolate, and tragic corpse, Ling Cheng frowned slightly, feeling quite pitiful.

Ma Xianglian and the two cremators have natural expressions, they have seen such tragic corpses and the phenomenon that no one cares about after death, and they have probably been accustomed to it for a long time.

I saw that the corpse had a 'signage' tied to its ankle, which stated its gender, age, address before death, and continuous phone calls from family members.

After carefully checking the information, Ma Xianglian made sure that it was correct, and asked the two crematories to carry the body to the flatbed, and then the two crematories pushed the corpse on the flatbed and entered the cremation room along the door connected with the cremation room.

Ma Xianglian closed the 'corpse storage drawer' and turned her head to look at Ling Cheng.

"What do you do? Why are you standing here? ”

Her grease-smeared face showed a suspicious look.

"I'm here to apply for a handyman, and Director Cai specially brought me here to see the working environment." Ling Cheng replied seriously.

"Oh."

Ma Xianglian was slightly stunned, then nodded, "The cremation room needs handymen, if you want to see the working environment, go over there to see, don't disturb the deceased here, go out." ”

"I just went to the cremation workshop to see it, and it is not very bitter and tiring to be cremated, but I heard the cremation master there say that the temperature is high and very stuffy." Ling Cheng said.

"The salary is high, what are you afraid of? And it's just hot when the body is turned, and it's not hot when the floodgates are closed. ”

Ma Xianglian rolled her eyes at Ling Cheng, then returned to her desk, took out her makeup case again, and began to toss her face as if no one was around.

No matter how much you toss your look, you can't put it on the table.

Ling Cheng smiled, this woman has a big forehead, small eyes, short chin, and thick cheeks, objectively speaking, she is a typical ugly girl, no matter how much makeup she makes, she can't become Xi Shi.

It is estimated that it is precisely because of her ugliness that Ma Xianglian is so keen on makeup.

Walking over, Ling Cheng climbed and asked, "Eldest sister, how long have you been working here?" ”

"It's been more than ten years."

Ma Xianglian replied lukewarmly.

"At that time, you were in your youth, for the funeral cause of the motherland, you came here to work, and you worked for more than ten years, and you dedicated your youth without regrets, which is really moving." Ling Cheng praised him sincerely.

"What are you talking nonsense, I am still young, and my beauty has not diminished!"

This time, Ma Xianglian didn't roll her eyes at Ling Cheng, but glared at him.

Ling Cheng was really a little embarrassed, he sincerely praised the other party, but he didn't expect this woman to react like this, was her EQ too low, or was her personality perverse?

I'm already a half-old, and I'm about to go through menopause, are you still young? With her appearance, you will never be able to find it in the crowd when you are young, not to mention that now, you are still beautiful?

Shaking his head, Ling Cheng really felt a little speechless.

"Eldest sister, how many corpses can this funeral parlor receive every day?"

Ling Cheng didn't bother to talk to her, and directly said the issues he cared about.

"Why are you asking this?"

Ma Xianglian looked stunned, raised her eyebrows and looked at Ling Cheng, her expression became cautious.

"No, I'm a little curious."

With a very casual gesture, Ling Cheng continued to ask, "How many corpses do you want to receive?" ”

"This has nothing to do with you."

Ma Xianglian used the small mirror on the makeup box to look at her grease-smeared face, and no longer paid attention to Ling Cheng.

"This queen bastard is not a good person."

At this time, Xiao Yaoyao's voice sounded in Ling Cheng's head.

"Little girl, how do you know she's not a good person?"

Ling Cheng asked curiously.

"She's so ugly, she doesn't look like a good person, huh!"

Xiao Yaoyao snorted.

Ling Cheng sweated wildly, it turned out that this little girl was because of the ugliness of her parents, so she said that people were not good people.

"Little girl, ugly people don't necessarily mean bad, don't judge people by their looks in the future."

Ling Cheng educated this little girl.

"In short, Yaoyao thinks she's a bad person, huh."

The little girl snorted again.

"Okay, little girl, you're right, my brother agrees with you, this woman is a bad person and a bastard."

Ling Cheng's words were not to make Xiao Yaoyao happy, but to observe her words and looks, and from Ma Xianglian's suddenly cautious expression just now, she judged that this woman not only knew that the funeral home was 'reselling' the body, but also very likely to be involved in this criminal act, so if she agreed with Xiao Yaoyao, this woman was not a good bird.

"It turns out that Brother Ling Cheng also saw that this queen bastard was very bad, hehe."

Xiao Yaoyao smiled happily.

"Eldest sister, you're busy."

There was no need to ask her how many corpses she had received, because Ma Xianglian would definitely not say it, and even if she wanted to, it would definitely not be a real number, so Ling Cheng immediately turned around and walked out of the morgue.

I decided to go around and visit this funeral parlor, and as for the investigation of the evidence of 'reselling' the corpses, there is no need to rush, come here again tonight, and when they are caught secretly transporting the bodies, call the police, and then catch them all in the time.

"At present, it is certain that Ma Xianglian knows about the funeral home's 'reselling' of the body, her husband Hu Dayang also knows about it, and Hu Dayang's cousin Du Jingde must also know that these three people are very likely to participate in this 'reselling' behavior, and they are accomplices, are there any other accomplices?"

Ling Cheng thought about it in his heart, but he didn't dwell too much on this issue, everything would come to light tonight.

He walked to the row of houses on the left, where there were a total of six mourning halls, two of which were very large, more than 100 square meters, and the other four were relatively small.

In one of the large mourning halls, a funeral event is being held, and a 'flower bed' is arranged in the mourning hall, on which a 'crystal ice coffin' is placed, and a deceased who has undergone plastic surgery lies peacefully in the ice coffin to accept the condolences of relatives and friends.

After reading the eulogy, he guided the relatives to bow to the deceased, pay homage to the body of the deceased, and the band played the 'funeral music' live, and the whole scene was very grand.

Apparently a rich man.

Those who have no money will directly pull the body over and burn it, take the ashes and leave, and only those who have money will rent a mourning hall here to hold a funeral.

"Look elsewhere."

The atmosphere of the whole funeral was solemn and depressing, Ling Cheng didn't look much here, turned around and left, and continued to visit this funeral home.

He suddenly stopped again and heard a commotion at the door of the funeral home.

Turning his head to look at the gate, he saw a large group of people arguing about something, and the atmosphere was tense.

"What's going on? Let's take a look. ”

With a look of curiosity on his face, Ling Cheng walked towards the gate.