Shiqiaopu Funeral Parlor, just less than 5 kilometers away from the old factory area of the 739 Steel Mill, is where Zheng Xiaoyu, a hearse driver, and Zhang Hui, a professional corpse bearer, work.

I parked my car down the next street and didn't dare to get too close—I wasn't sure if Zhang Hui would show up at the funeral home now, and if he happened to see my car, he might find himself being followed by me.

When I got off the Beijing Jeep, I had already carefully disguised myself and completely changed my appearance.

I'm now an old man with a goatee, a wrinkled, silver-haired head, dressed in a navy blue short-sleeved Tang suit, with his hands behind his back and slightly hunched over his back—it would take him a while for the old knife to stand in front of me.

As luck would have it, there was a memorial service at the Shiqiaopu Funeral Home today.

I took out a small white flower from my pocket and pinned it to my chest, and there was a sign of "Yulian Hall" hanging on the lintel of the auditorium.

It was noon now, and it was estimated that there would be a funeral banquet in a while, and there was an endless stream of worshippers, so I mixed in without any heart, took three sticks of incense from the staff on the side, and bowed three times to the statue of the deceased, and secretly thought in my heart: "Heaven and earth have spirits, and heroic souls are on top, and I will worship three times to bless me for a smooth trip." ”

Walking to the widow who wore linen and filial piety, crying and her eyes were red, she also said "festival mourning", and the surviving person who still had the charm was stunned when he saw my strange face, but perhaps thought it was a certain teacher of her husband, but solemnly saluted me, I slightly sideways to avoid, but I did not dare to accept a big gift for no reason.

After a few words of comfort, I stepped aside, found a corner and sat down, closing my eyes and recuperating.

After waiting for a while when no one paid attention to me, the "bad old man", I turned to the back of the auditorium where the mourning hall was set up, and walked to the inside of the funeral home.

When I was outside, I had already observed that this funeral parlor was a double-storey multi-storey building, and the auditorium where the mourning hall was set up just now was on the left hand side of the main entrance, and at this time I had already walked the corridor on the left side of the first floor to the bottom, and there were empty auditoriums and a corresponding number of lounges all the way, namely the Songhe Hall, the Yunrui Hall, the Narcissus Hall, plus the Yulian Hall that I had just come out, a total of four auditoriums - in this way, the first floor should be full of auditoriums and several lounges, as well as a place to hold a funeral banquet.

The office space of the staff should be on the second floor, and in the case of the morgue, it should be in the basement of the negative floor.

I went up the side stairs to the second floor, and as soon as I went up, I was greeted by a uniformed staff member, and I stopped her and asked where the toilet was.

The middle-aged woman-looking staff glanced at the little flowers on my chest: "Uncle, are you attending the memorial service downstairs?" Each auditorium on the first floor has a toilet, and above it is the office area, which is not open to the public......"

"But...... I couldn't find it downstairs, and I was a little anxious...... "My waist is more bent."

The middle-aged woman looked me up and down: "Okay, go straight from this side and turn left." ”

"Go straight and turn right?"

"Turn right for our staff's changing room, and on the left is the toilet."

I thanked him again and again, and my heart was stable, and what I was looking for was a changing room.

That's when the benefits of me disguising myself as an elderly person became apparent, and if I had been an ordinary person, I might have been knocked downstairs.

I hid in the toilet and looked at my watch, and it was already eleven twenty o'clock.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, people were walking around outside, or coming in to use the bathroom, and a few people started talking about the queue for dinner—and that's exactly what I was waiting for.

Ten minutes later, there was no movement outside.

I immediately slipped into the changing room.

I was relieved to see the rows of storage cabinets inside - Lady Luck was on my side again, and most of the storage cabinets were labeled with the user's job number and type of work!

It helped me a lot!

The tin lockers in the changing room are very simple locks, and I haven't had any commissions to come to the door recently, what can the grocery store do, and I practiced various crafts under boredom - including unlocking, my current unlocking level is of course still worse than the old knife, but to deal with this simple drawer lock, it is handy.

It only took me a dozen minutes to complete my mission and return the same way, and soon I was in the driver's seat of my Beijing Jeep.

It's unimaginably smooth!

The purpose of my infiltration into the Shiqiaopu Funeral Home was to collect the dandruff and hair of all the people who might have had direct contact with the corpse, and to compare the DNA with the prostate fluid found in Li Jianguo's navel, in order to successfully find the key person who may have caused Li Jianguo's body to mutate.

Of course, I have long been suspicious of this "key person", and the most suspicious one is Zhang Hui!

At least two of the three corpse variants with mysterious "blue vapor-like smoke" found so far are related to Zhang Hui, and the last one, Li Jianguo, whose memorial service was also held at the Shiqiaopu Funeral Home.

However, I can't directly ask Cheng Cheng to lead someone to arrest Zhang Hui, because that Xiaoli is very likely to be by Zhang Hui's side!

That Xiaoli, although she was very peaceful when she met me, but when I looked at her, I could always feel a chilling danger, surrounding me, making me feel like falling into an ice cave in the middle of this dog summer!

This Xiaoli, although it is not as good as Blackwater Town, which is shrouded in darkness, will definitely be more terrifying than Cheng Cheng's daughter Cheng Xiaozi! (See "Dark Town of the Eternal Night" and "Chain of Vices")

I don't want Cheng Cheng or anyone else in the police force to make unnecessary sacrifices - at least I should know more about the situation.

There is one thing that has always puzzled me: I have been in this business for nearly ten years, but before I have encountered at most a "supernatural" incident caused by an unknown force, an evil spirit, although I have seen a lot of dead people, but in my opinion, it is still a small case, but in the past six months, I have encountered a lot of truly terrible incidents!

I had a vague feeling...... The world seems to have changed...... In the long years before, all kinds of unknown forces hidden from people's sight seemed to extend their dark tentacles to the city of Jinguan, where I was located......

I'm not sure if Lao Dao and I really became witnesses unintentionally...... I saw the traces of darkness invading the city.

"Buzz ......"

The phone in his pocket rang.

I picked up the phone while taking off my disguise—tearing off the fake skin stuck to my face, removing the wig, etc.—it was Cheng Cheng.

"Aggie, a great discovery! Tang Yuan found jing fluid in Liu Yan's genitals - it had successfully matched the DNA of the prostate fluid found in Li Jianguo's navel, which was the same person's body fluid! In addition, we also used blue spotlights to illuminate Liu Yan's corpse, and we also found the existence of phantoms with the same appearance as Liu Yan! ”