||->-> Chapter 92 Ashes in the main text

Lin Xiruo is a workaholic, once he has a goal, he will not hesitate. As she drove forward, she took out her mobile phone and called two teammates to rush to the funeral home to stand by.

"Ermiao, why do we want to focus on pyrotechnics? Is there a connection between him and Feiyun Dao Chief? After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiruo asked again.

The police can't arrest people casually, and they need a legitimate reason to catch the pyrotechnic industry, so Lin Xiruo must figure out the reason.

"There is an evil method in the evil way, you can use the hair ashes or ashes of the deceased who have just died, make a clay figure, and then drip your own blood, and then chant a spell to summon the spirit, and the ghost of the deceased will be controlled. The clay figure is then swung and the ghost of the deceased will make corresponding movements. Ding Ermiao explained slowly:

"The vicious dog that Sister Cai Wei encountered in the morning was a mud dog made of dog ashes. Now, the soul of the peasant woman who deceived the corpse suddenly appeared, indicating that her ashes had been made into clay figures. The only thing that can secretly leave the ashes of the deceased is the cremation of the funeral home, right? ”

"I see!"

Lin Xiruo suddenly became big~Wan~Book~Bar~ The novel wanshuba.com realized: "You mean, the cremation industry of the funeral home is related to Feiyun Daoist, it is cremation, and the ashes of the peasant woman are handed over to Feiyun Daoist." Let's grab the cremation chemical industry and find the Feiyun Dao Chief, right? ”

Ding Ermiao grinned: "Sister is so smart, and the analysis is so thorough......"

Is this a compliment or a disservice? Lin Xiruoqiao's face flushed and glared at Ding Ermiao.

After thinking about it, Lin Xiruo suddenly discovered a little bit of possible negligence and asked, "Er Miao, if the ashes of Feiyun Dao Elder were stolen from the peasant woman's grave, then didn't we wronged the cremation industry?" ”

"No way. As the saying goes, you are safe in the ground. Regardless of urban or rural areas, before the burial of the deceased, Mr. Geo will perform a simple mantra and pray to the family. After burial, the soul of the deceased has been laid to rest, and in general, there are no more variables. Therefore, the ashes stolen from the graveyard cannot be used for spiritualism. Ding Ermiao said confidently.

"So that's ......?" Lin Xiruo muttered to himself.

"In fact, the use of ashes to knead clay people has a long history, and it is an untold secret in the clay kneading industry. Because the ashes carry the remnants of the deceased, the clay figurines made have a little aura and are lifelike. ”

Ding Ermiao smiled: "Many craftsmen who knead clay figures have colluded with the crematorium workers, and often buy a little ashes and add them to powder to make clay figures. If you don't believe it, you can pay attention to it in the future, where the clay people are pinched, among which the realistic tiger clay statues are sold at the highest price, because the price of tiger bones is high, the production cost is high, and the price will rise. And the clay statues of dragons and phoenixes, no matter what master craftsmen are, can't pinch them to the extent of lifelikeness. Because...... They have nowhere to get the ashes. ”

Lin Xiruo frowned: "How do you know so many indiscriminate things?" Ouch...... Worst! I also bought a few clay figurines to keep at home and throw them away when I got back! ”

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In front of the funeral home, Lin Xiruo's two teammates had already arrived first and were waiting.

"Introduction, this Shi Pingjin, a top student of the Police Academy. The head of the suspect can be drawn based on the oral statements of eyewitnesses. In the police community of Shancheng, there is the title of Ma Liang. Lin Xiruo introduced to Ding Ermiao: "This Jiang Ming is my comrade-in-arms. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded, it was considered an acquaintance. Shi Pingjin is thin, looks sven, wears myopic glasses, and if he weren't wearing a police uniform, he really doesn't look like a policeman. Jiang Ming is more fierce, burly, and has a loud voice.

The four of them walked to the funeral home office together, and with the cooperation of the leader on duty, they quickly identified the stoker yesterday morning.

Sun Chongshu, a stoker, is forty-five years old, an old employee of the funeral home, who is honest on weekdays, and everyone calls him Lao Sun.

"Did Lao Sun commit something?" The little leader on duty at the funeral home asked nervously.

Lin Xiruo laughed: "No, no, I just asked him to understand the situation." Didn't the peasant woman cheat the corpse that day? I want to ask Lao Sun if there are any other weirdness when he is cremated. ”

asked for the home address of Lao Sun from the funeral home, and the four of them took two cars and rushed to the eastern suburbs to arrest them.

The place where Lao Sun lives, called 800 households, are all houses built by local aborigines privately, and the lanes extend in all directions, but they turn around and turn, like a labyrinth.

After inquiring for a long time, the four of them finally came to a small building in the second village.

At this time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and only one room on the second floor of Lao Sun's house was still lit.

"Is Sun Chongshu at home?" Lin Xiruo knocked on the door.

After knocking seven or eight times, the window of the upstairs room with the lights on opened, and Lao Sun's head poked out: "Who?" I am Sun Chongshu. ”

"Open the door and check the water meter." Ding Ermiao said very know-how.

Upstairs, the old grandson was stunned: "What kind of water meter do you check at night?" ”

Ding Ermiao grinned: "Then you can check the gas and send the courier, anyway, you have to open the door......"

"What's the nonsense?"

Lin Xiruo limped Ding Ermiao with his arm, raised his head and shouted to Lao Sun upstairs: "We are the criminal police of the city bureau, there is something wrong, I want you to find out." It's just a simple visit, don't worry. ”

Ding Ermiao touched his aching chest and muttered in a low voice: "On TV, the plainclothes people are all tricked into opening the door with this trick, why is it my turn to be ineffective?" ”

"Detective?" Lao Sun was frightened, and then said: "Come on, come on......" There was a sound of footsteps, and Deng Dengden went downstairs.

Lao Sun opened the door downstairs and let Lin Xiruo and the four of them into the living room, but he rubbed his hands and was at a loss. The night owl enters the house, and nothing does not come. At night, the criminal police came to the door, and there was a good thing?

"You're Sun Chongshu, the stoker of the city funeral home, right?" Lin Xiruo first verified the identity of the other party, and then asked, "Yesterday morning, that peasant woman named Wu Fengying was in charge of the cremation, right?" ”

"Wu Fengying? Oh...... Yes, I was cremated. Lao Sun didn't dare to lie, and nodded honestly.

Lin Xiruo didn't ask anymore, walked around Lao Sun with his hands behind his back, his eyes were complicated, with a hint of fierceness.

This is a common method used by criminal police officers to investigate cases, deliberately creating psychological pressure on suspects. crushed you to death, and left you with nowhere to redress your grievances, anyway, I didn't intimidate you, and I didn't punish you, I just watched you.

Under the pressure created by professional police officers, Lao Sun broke out in a cold sweat on his head, but he didn't dare to ask.

"Now, please tell me truthfully, did Wu Fengying's ashes all be handed over to the family of the deceased?" Lin Xiruo grasped the atmosphere of the scene, and when Lao Zhang was sweating, he suddenly raised his voice and asked coldly.

"Bones, ashes, ......?" A trace of panic flashed in Lao Sun's eyes, and then he calmed down again, and sneered: "When, of course, it's all handed over to the family, and it's useless to leave that thing in the funeral home." Besides, every time there is a cremation, there is a family member of the deceased who supervises it on the spot, and if you want to stay, you can't stay......"

"You're lying!" Lao Sun's panic, how could he hide from the falcon's eyes like Lin Xiruo?

She forced her eyes to look at Lao Sun: "As far as we know, you stole the ashes, not once or twice. In the funeral home, there are other employees who have personally seen you smuggling your ashes out of the house! Moreover, the person who collects the ashes is already under our surveillance. If he confesses to you after he is caught, do you know what the consequences will be?! ”