But at this point, it's not the time for me to think about these useless things, what do I think about if I really become a murderer for some reason! After thinking about it, I finally decided to go to that dilapidated villa to find my father, as if now I had to go to him for help.

When I went out and took a taxi, I asked the driver to go there. At first, the driver didn't go, saying that I went to that place for some reason, and he felt panicked. But when I pulled out two hundred dollars, he dragged me away, lured by money.

In less than twenty minutes, I was outside the dilapidated villa.

When I got out of the car, I didn't delay, just pushed the door and prepared to walk in.

I know that no matter how annoyed I am, no matter how annoyed I am, it won't help. If you are caught, it is a capital crime, and you have no reason to be reasonable when you eat a gun. There is no one who does not value their lives, especially me who is 'burdened with heavy responsibilities'.

I thought I had walked into the morgue and had to go upstairs to see my father, but I didn't expect that after I pushed the door in, my father was already waiting for me on the first floor.

I could see that my father's face was not very good-looking at the moment, and that old face was serious.

When I saw my father, I turned to him and asked, "Dad, this is the case, how do you think I can leave?" Also, who framed me behind my back? I don't even know where their Yang family is, how can I kill someone? ”

"I don't know the reason for this, but I learned about it through a special channel. Anyway, if something like this happens, you'd better get out of the city first. ”

"And how do I get out of here?" If I am really wanted, if I really become a murderer, it is estimated that the whole city will be locked down, and it will not be so simple for me to escape.

Seeing me say this, my father thought for a while and said, "For today's plan, I can only get away with it!" In a moment, I'll make you up and dress up as a dead man, then find a car, mix you with the other corpses, and throw you all into the barren mountains far away. To the outside world, this is some unclaimed corpse, I think such an obscure thing, no one should check it, and no one will touch it. My father replied to me.

"Playing dead?" My mouth opened wide.

"What? You don't want to? So how do you think I'm going to send you out? I think as long as you go in and out of the major stations, people will find out. ”

Seeing my father say this, I finally had to make a compromise. It's a bit disgusting and a little chilling, but it's a good idea.

Once we had agreed, I went upstairs with my father.

When I got upstairs, I realized that most of the dried corpses on the upper floor had been lost, and my crazy mother didn't know where she had gone, and the corpse that had been sucked by her blood before was gone.

"Lie down at this table!" My father pointed to a table and said to me.

In order not to be considered a murderer, in order not to become a substitute for this sudden conspiracy, I could only climb onto an empty table and wait for my father's makeup.

When I was lying down, my father took out his pen and drew it to me, and I don't know how long it took before he stopped and told me that he was done.

After all this, I don't know where he got a broken rickshaw, and then he said to me: "I'll get this cart down first, and in a while, I'll give you a little stink, attract some flies, so that it can be more realistic, wait"

Before my father could finish speaking, all of a sudden, a siren sounded outside the dilapidated villa

As soon as such a sound appeared, I felt that the entire surroundings of the dilapidated villa were almost full of sirens!

Finished! It's really over!

Hearing such a voice, I knew that the police car that had arrested me must have come! I just can't figure it out, how could the police find here? Could it be that the police have opened their eyes?

What to do? What to do? The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became. I want to run, I want to run out now, but I know that even if I can run out, I will never be able to run away from the layers of police roundups.

Hearing this, my father hurriedly threw away the rickshaw in his hand, and then frowned at me and said, "How can it come so quickly?" How did you get here? My father asked me with a frown.

"By taxi." I'll be honest with you.

"Take a taxi? Broken! They must have spotted your taxi and followed you along the way! Or maybe the driver you took the taxi noticed something wrong with you and reported you! My father said to me.

"Holy! So what to do? Dad, is there any other way?! "I'm in a hurry.

"Don't panic first, stay honest! I've got my own way! ”

When my father had said this, he saw that he suddenly moved the foul-smelling dried corpses that were parked around him, and then he threw them at my body.

"Holy! Dad, what are you doing here? "I was shocked.

"What? What can I do! Piles of corpses, of course! I'll put all the corpses on you, you have to resist, you must hold your breath, don't move! I'll take care of the rest! ”

I don't know where my father got the strength, but every time he came close to a corpse, he could easily throw a corpse and press him against me. After only a short while, a tall pile of corpses was piled up on my body, and the strong stench was so unbearable that I couldn't describe in words, and I almost hated it.

But I know that the more moments like this, the more I need to be patient. Whether or not he can survive this catastrophe depends on how my father copes.

Sure enough, not long after, I heard the sound of the main entrance being pushed open, presumably by a group of police officers in police uniforms breaking in.

"Is there anyone here?" Downstairs, an abrupt voice rang out.

Although I can only listen to voices, I think he should be a guy with a righteous face.

Hearing this, my father's sound of stepping on the stairs sounded, and he must have walked downstairs.

The next thing my father was talking to them was downstairs, and because I had too many corpses on me, I was already very offended, so I didn't listen much. But five minutes later, the policemen were led upstairs by my father.

Faintly, I could hear my father say truthfully: "This little brother of the policeman, how can I have the murder suspect you are talking about?" You see, apart from the pile of wilderness corpses, where is the shadow of a person here? ”

"Isn't that right? I heard a report that the suspect had come to your morgue in his car, but why didn't you see it? Also, we enforce the law impartially, if you see it, tell us, if he didn't kill him, I will give him justice. "I guess it's the leading policeman who said that.

It may be that I am a little too tired to hold a posture, and at this critical moment, I actually moved a little bit without competitiveness. But I just moved a little, and soon I was calm again.

Although I only moved slightly, such a small movement caused the corpses on my body to loosen, and two corpses fell down.

"Smack"

"What sound? How did this corpse fall? ”

Suddenly hearing such a noise, and seeing the corpse falling, the leading policeman was obviously a little alert.

"Oh! Little brother policeman, it's okay, these dried corpses are just doing weird, don't be afraid, don't be afraid! My father smiled at the police.

"What do you mean?" The policeman's tone of voice was very surprised.

My father added, "I'm sure you've heard that our morgue is often haunted and weird! Not long ago, the corpses here were repeatedly stolen, and when they were recovered, they would be the dried corpses you see in front of you! Later, these dry corpses were resentful, and they always came out in the middle of the night to make trouble. Obviously, this resentment is getting heavier and heavier, not only restless at night, but also during the day. As far as I know, if anyone other than me touches their corpses, something will happen. ”

Hiding under the pile of corpses, listening to my father say this, I sincerely admire it. I didn't expect my father to be so good, and it would be uncomfortable for anyone to sound like this. But then again, what does the cop mean when he says this is a morgue? Is this really an approved morgue? Otherwise, why didn't he ask my father, there are so many corpses for Mao here?