Chapter Twenty-Three: Corpse Cold

The funeral parlor was in an inaccessible corner of the city, and because of Qin Xue's relationship, the Public Security Bureau sent a car.

After Wu Ming and Qin Xue came, they were led to the morgue. The leader of the funeral home called the old grandson who was in charge of cleaning the corpse, and disappeared without a trace.

Lao Sun is fifty-five years old this year, thin skin and bones, two big eyes bulging outward, if at night, he sleeps in this morgue, it is really difficult for ordinary people to distinguish him from the dead.

Lao Sun's job is to be responsible for cleaning, but he will also disinfect the corpses in the corpse cabinet, check the working condition of the corpse cabinet, and don't cut off the electricity or not refrigerate, so that the corpse will rot and so on.

Listening to Wu Ming's explanation, he was looking for a corpse that had not been claimed for a long time, and there was really one here.

Walking through the gloomy morgue, Qin Xue felt a little cold, although she was not afraid, she always had a feeling of pinching in her heart. This feeling was very uncomfortable, Qin Xue couldn't help but lean towards Wu Ming's side, and secretly glanced at Wu Ming, Wu Ming was quite calm.

When he arrived at the place, Lao Sun pulled open the corpse cabinet, revealing a pair of bloodless feet, and a tag was hung on the toes of the big mother of the feet.

Qin Xue said that she was not afraid, but there was a churning feeling in her stomach, she couldn't help it, and said to Wu Ming that she wanted to go out to breathe, Wu Ming nodded.

After Qin Xue left, Wu Ming asked Lao Sun to pull out the entire corpse cabinet, after this death, people would grow almost dehydrated, but Wu Ming could see some shadows of Seinfeld from the facial outline of this corpse.

I took the label of the big toe and looked at it, and it said Song Wencheng. Uncle Sun watched from the side, and couldn't help but say, "You kid is bold enough, I've been working in the morgue for so many years, and I've never seen a few like you." ”

Wu Ming laughed, and asked Lao Sun, this old man Song's label has a name and a surname, why didn't he claim the body. Lao Sun sighed when he heard the lamentation and said, "It's not because there is a dispute that can't be resolved. This old man Song died, his son and daughter fought a lawsuit, the dispute was not resolved, this body, even the public security department would not dare to cremate, if it was because of cremation, there was no death certificate. The funeral home doesn't dare to do it by itself, if it is sued by Old Man Song's children, the funeral home can't afford to pay for this compensation.

After going out, Wu Ming asked Lao Sun, "Uncle Sun, can you tell me about Old Man Song?" ”

Lao Sun squatted on the ground, sighed, lit a cigarette for himself, smoked most of it, stuck the remaining cigarette butts on the ground, and muttered in his mouth: "Old Song, I also heard it, if what you say is wrong, you will extinguish the cigarette." ”

After finishing speaking, Lao Sun waited for a while, looking at the cigarette roll still smoking, and then said to Wu Ming.

Old man Song, the reason why he is here is because of the inheritance dispute, he left all the money to his eldest grandson, which angered the second daughter and third son.

This old man Song is not a rich man, in the first few years of the village was rebuilt, their land and house happened to be a good place, and the demolition was given nearly one million, and the old man Song had money all of a sudden.

Originally, it was good for the old man Song to eat and drink alone in the village, usually the second daughter and the third son did not come back, only the eldest son led the child back to see it during the child's summer vacation.

This is rich, it is different, the second daughter and the third son have appeared, and they are rushing to support the elderly.

Hearing this, Wu Ming frowned, but the naΓ―ve Qin Xue couldn't help but ask: "The children in the family are back, this is a good thing." ”

Lao Sun snorted coldly: "What's good, it's all for money." After they came back, they took the old man to the city, and went once, and the old man was sick once, and it didn't take long for the old man Song to fall ill and die in the hospital. The hospital said that when the old man was dying, he said that his money and house would be given to his eldest grandson, but there was no basis for his words, and the second daughter and third son felt that it was unfair, so they sued the matter in court.

After going to court, each side had their own reasons, and then both sides found lawyers, and the matter of Old Man Song's burial was delayed.

Qin Xue was so angry that she scolded Seinfeld for not being human, but Wu Ming didn't speak, and suddenly said, "Old man Song has a dispute, what's the matter with the remaining two people?" ”

When Wu Ming asked this, Lao Sun was scared, and he hurriedly looked back. There was nothing behind his head, but Lao Sun felt that his neck was cold, and his voice trembled a little: "How do you know that there are two other people." ”

Seeing Lao Sun looking back, Wu Ming was happy, and asked with a smile: "What are you looking at, can you see them." ”

"No, no, people can't see ghosts. I've heard that if you see a ghost, you won't survive three watches. ”

When Wu Ming heard this, he quickly explained: "There are no ghosts in this world. ”

"No...... Ghosts, no ghosts, how do you know there are still two corpses. ”

Wu Ming pointed to his nose, what he smelled in the morgue just now, although they were all smelly, they were not the same. There were two corpses, one was several years old, and the other was probably more than ten years old.

Lao Sun was convinced when he heard this, the two corpses in the balance room, one for eleven years and the other for seven years, the corpses were about to become mummies, but the Public Security Bureau did not issue a death certificate, so the corpses had to be put in the balance room. Lao Sun said to Wu Ming with gratitude: "Old man Song has met a nobleman, he doesn't have to suffer in this cold place. Those two are really lonely ghosts. ”

Wu Ming nodded, pulled Qin Xue and left. The two got into the car, and Wu Ming said to Qin Xue at this time: "We can't go back, this kind of corpse cold and resentment is too big, and it is going to die." ”

"Who's going to die? Seinfeld? ”

"I don't know this, but it's definitely the unscrupulous descendants of Old Man Song."

When Qin Xue heard this, she made a phone call to Seinfeld, and Seinfeld answered the phone, it was Wu Ming who said, Wu Ming said: "Seinfeld, I know about your family, hurry up and talk to your parents to bury the old man, the first seven have passed, and your family may die at any time." ”

As soon as Seinfeld heard it on the other side of the phone, he cursed, and scolded two sentences before saying, "Boy, let me tell you, what if you know?" My grandfather is not buried, it is all legal procedures, if you dare to curse my family, I will really knock out your teeth! ”

Wu Ming wanted to explain, but Seinfeld hung up the phone directly.

"Shall I persuade him?"

"It's okay, but you have to hurry, there's really not enough time."