Hung up the phone, Chen Shu didn't think about it, so he went to the backyard of the morgue to bury the corpse according to what was said on the other end of the phone.

He didn't read much, and he didn't know much about the law, but he knew that since he was told by the above, he had to do it, so as to ensure that his job would not be broken.

Hospitals are undoubtedly the places where the largest number of bodies are born, most of which will be taken away by the families of the deceased for cremation, and the remaining small part will either be donated for free or traded to the hospital for a fee. Of course, there are still a very small number of corpses that cannot be identified, and in any case, they are all confiscated.

He didn't know much about what the hospital was doing with so many corpses, but he had heard that the organs of fresh corpses could be transplanted, or they could be left for medical students to dissect, and the useless ones would naturally be discarded.

Regarding the disposal of corpses, he had experienced it several times before, all of which were sent to crematoriums for cremation, and then found a place to dispose of them. As for today's treatment of directly burying corpses, this is the first time he has done it.

On the three beds, lay three corpses, two of them covered with a layer of white cloth, and the remaining one, with a black bag over their heads and a layer of duct tape wrapped around their bodies.

This kind of packaging of corpses is exactly what he wants to see, and what he hates most is to see the faces of dead corpses, because it will give him a terrible illusion that corpses will open their eyes at any time.

After learning that the body had been sent by someone from the hospital, and that it was not inexplicably extraordinary, he no longer had the previous uneasiness in his heart. He smiled grimly at the corpse, and he carried it on his back in a half-squatting position.

Carrying the corpse on his back, Chen Shu swaggered out, but fortunately he didn't meet anyone, so he trotted all the way around the backyard of the morgue. It's said to be a backyard, but it's just a small open space, and it hasn't rained for a few days, so the soil is a little dry, and it's not a good time to dig the soil.

Chen Shu originally wanted to ask the "Brother Wang" to call a few people to help him, but when he came here, he saw that the pit there had already been dug, so he just put the body in it and filled in the soil on both sides.

He placed the body on the ground, took a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it and smoked it. In the process, his gaze was always on the body of the corpse on the ground, intentionally or unintentionally.

There is almost no smell of formalin on the corpse, nor does it have the cold touch of ordinary corpses, and the worst thing is that this corpse seems to still breathe!

"It can't be that you're not dead, right?"

Chen Shu muttered uneasily, he tried to reach in front of the corpse, and felt it roughly near his nose. There was no hot air coming from the fingers, and it seemed that it was indeed a corpse.

But it felt weird, I couldn't tell what it was, it was like he was doing something unbelievable.

"Phew!"

Spat on the ground, throwing away half of the cigarette butt with his hand, he picked up the body again, threw it into the pit, and later began to fill it with earth, and in a short time he filled the half-meter-deep hole.

"That's it, you're good to go!"

Leaving these words, Chen Shu left slowly.

On the other side, Lao Gao followed Xiao Mo's advice, so he rushed to the news agency early in the morning. The news agency is the largest news media in Yuanbin City, where the city's news is generally edited and then published on various website platforms.

After entering, he revealed his true identity and found the editor-in-chief of the news agency. The editor-in-chief is a man in his fifties, a leader's iconic back, combed and shiny.

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

Lao Gao's identity surprised the editor-in-chief, but Lao Gao didn't explain, so he went straight to the main topic of his visit:

"That's right, I think you should know about the two suicides that have occurred in the city in the last two days, right?"

"Well, I've heard the people down there talk about it."

"That's good, the purpose of my visit to you is to hope that you can ask your editors to add a missing person notice in a conspicuous position in this report, I think this request should not be very difficult, right?"

The editor-in-chief thought for a moment, then he nodded and replied:

"Well, I can help you with this."

"Then please, it's best to start editing now, this matter is very urgent!"

Seeing that this matter might be of great importance, the editor-in-chief immediately called one of his editors, and it was a woman in her twenties, dressed in a fresh and elegant outfit that made her look otherworldly.

"This is the editor in charge of this news, Qu Ying. If you ask for anything, just tell her. ”

Lao Gao looked at Zheng on the side, with a somewhat surprised shadow on his face, and said to her with a smile:

"I'll bother you in a moment."

Qu Ying also looked at Lao Gao at this time, and nodded subconsciously:

"Nothing."

Leaving the editor-in-chief's office, Lao Gao followed Qu Ying to her office, Qu Ying first poured him a glass of water out of politeness, and then sat down and turned on the computer.

Lao Gao took a symbolic sip of the water cup, and then he walked to Qu Ying's side, Qu Ying had an extremely innocent face, and even Lao Gao couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Qu Ying opened the editorial page of this news, and then she said to Lao Gao:

"I edited this report only last night, and it is scheduled to be published at noon today."

"I just spoke to your editor-in-chief, and he said it could be released early."

"Well, I don't know what you want to add to the report?"

Lao Gao thought for a moment, and then he replied:

"Let's just say, looking for Wu Qi and Cheng Wushuang's friends in Qingfeng County, huh...... To be precise, it is a childhood playmate, whose real names are unknown, only their nicknames or nicknames at the time, respectively, Big Tree, Dog, Lei, Ah Jun, and Indefinite ......"

"Qingfeng County?"

Qu Ying suddenly interrupted Lao Gao.

"Yes."

Lao Gao thought that the song was not heard clearly, so he repeated it again:

"Qingfeng County."

"So, the people who died two days ago are Indefinite and Xiaoshuang? Oh, my God! ”

Qu Ying raised her hand and touched her smooth forehead, looking very incredulous.

Seeing Qu Ying's performance, a thought suddenly popped up in Lao Gao's heart:

"Do you know these people?"

Qu Ying did not directly answer Lao Gao's question, but asked rhetorically:

"What are you looking for these people for? What is your relationship? ”

"We were childhood friends."

Hearing Lao Gao's answer, Qu Ying hurriedly turned her head, she carefully looked at Lao Gao's hideous face, and then said uncertainly:

"You're a big tree?"

Hearing this, Lao Gao almost confirmed Qu Ying's identity, and while sighing, he suddenly laughed:

"I'm Ah Jun, idiot!"

Today, the morgue was not visited for a day, and Chen Shu was in a daze at the computer screen for another day.

He actually pretended to be something, he had been waiting for the editor's call, and he was ready to send Wuji and Xiaoshuang Zuihou a ride. But at the end of the day, the mobile phones were surprisingly quiet, and I didn't see half of the calls coming in.

"Grass, this editor is so irresponsible!"

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on his face through the glass window, highlighting the irritability in his heart even more.

After being stunned for a while at the afterglow of the setting sun, Chen Shu got dressed, pushed the door and walked out.

When he came back, it was already more than nine o'clock in the evening, because he was in a trance for the past two days, so he drank a little wine for the first time in the world.

The results were obvious, and he barely found his way back. Returning to the morgue crookedly, without even taking off his clothes, Chen Shu threw himself heavily on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

"Sand ...... Sand ......"

I don't know how long he slept, but a rustling sound suddenly came into Chen Shu's ears, and this sound became clearer and clearer as he woke up.

He opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that it was pitch black in front of him, and he tried to struggle to get up, but found that he couldn't do it at all, and his hands and feet seemed to be entangled in something. Not only that, but he found that he couldn't breathe at all, and something above was pressing against his face, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

His breath of life was passing rapidly, and just as he was dying, he vaguely heard a voice coming from above:

"That's it, you're good to go!"

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