The only discovery during the autopsy was a piece of paper wrapped around a piece of bones, dark yellow, because it had been soaked in water, most of the fonts on it were blurred, there was mottled red paint on the paper, it was cinnabar, and in the lower right corner of the paper, three incomplete characters of Daoyuantang could be vaguely distinguished.

Over the years in the industry, I have already passed the impulse of blood boiling, and the only edges and corners have been polished smoothly by various corpses in this dissecting room, and the four words of dedication have been vividly interpreted by me.

Outcome......

The cigarette burned my fingers, I threw it away in a panic, the butcher wanted me to find a reason for Zhang Songlin's suicide case, this is not something I can shirk, since the nameless corpse shredding case is related to the suicide case found by Daoyuantang, the yellow paper that has been cracked and mutilated may provide some clues, but I first need to find out, what is written on the paper, the forensic department and Yun Duruo's team have been studying it repeatedly for several days, and they have never found it, but I think there is someone who can help me.

When I left, I saw Chu Tianqi come in with new rubber gloves on, and I asked him while getting dressed.

"It's all off work, don't stay here every day, people will be stupid sooner or later, and the Public Security Bureau is not opened by your family, do you fight so hard?"

"The deceased is large, and more and more body parts are found to be sent, and timely cleaning will help the body to reorganize, anyway, I will be fine when I go back alone, just to strengthen business knowledge."

Chu Tianqi's serious appearance made me cry and laugh, and I happened to meet Song Chi, the head of the Economic Crime Section, in the corridor, snatched a pack of cigarettes from him and threw it in front of Chu Tianqi.

"Learn to smoke it, stay in it every day, I have already smelled a corpse smell on you, smoking is good for you, otherwise you won't even be able to find your daughter-in-law in the future."

Chu Tianqi nodded humbly, and when I closed the door and went out, Song Chi patted me on the shoulder and pouted at the dissection room.

"Apocalypse, this guy is very good, he does more things than he talks, you teach something good, don't become a fritter like you in the end."

"Take care of yourself, this is just the beginning, and after a long time, you may be more oily than me." I smiled disdainfully at Song Chi.

I haven't been transferred for a long time, and most of my friends are people who usually talk in the bureau, and Song Chi is one, but I have always believed that people with interests cannot be friends.

So I have always believed that Han Yu is not my friend.

He's my landlord.

When I was first transferred, the dormitory in the bureau was tight and I didn't have a place to live, and the butcher specially approved the bureau to subsidize my accommodation fee every month to let me rent a house outside, and I didn't have to think about it within the third ring of the money, I like to be quiet and don't want to share a house with people, I looked for a few days in the newspaper, and saw a satisfactory house, a single courtyard and a low rent that people can't believe it.

The address reads Lethe Inn, No. 25 Kek Lok Street.

I don't know if this address attracted me or the rent attracted me, for fear that I would be rented out if I went late, so I deliberately asked for leave that afternoon, and only when I arrived did I understand the meaning of the address.

This is a street built next to the funeral parlor, the residents are taboo so this area is sparsely populated, both sides of Bliss Street are shops selling all kinds of funeral supplies, Lethe River Inn is one of them, but the name is more elegant, after all, it is a shroud shop.

I imagined that the owner of the shroud shop was either an old woman with an expressionless face and eerie feet like Long Po, or a hunched over and skinny old man, and I was a little surprised by the people who came out of the store.

Han Yu should be about the same age as me, twenty-five or sixteen, it is a very handsome face, like a piece of carefully carved jade, no matter how you look at it, you can't find a single flaw, a man has such a face to make me a little jealous.

"Hello, my name is Han Yu."

His smile is very natural, revealing a cynical uninhibited, giving people a very easy-going feeling, in this street that is not much alive, like a ray of sunshine makes people very comfortable, I have an inexplicable good impression of him, vaguely remembered A Bing's words, a hundred ghosts send children, destined to deal with the dead for a lifetime, and now even the place where he lives is related to the dead, as if I am still confirming A Bing's words.

A cluster of snow white scurried around Han Yu, I looked down and saw an animal with a body as white as snow swimming beside Han Yu, looking at me vigilantly, with a haughty and cold aura in his eyes, and he didn't show a ** that he was looking forward to touching or teasing like ordinary pets, I could see that it was a scrutiny of me, and it was a condescending gesture, and I rarely saw such a look in the eyes of animals.

With pointed ears erected, a long mouth, and dark red and charming eyes, I pointed at the silver snow with some surprise, and before I could speak.

"Hiromi, my pet." Han Yu said it before I could open my mouth. "It's a little bigger, but it's very docile, it's too lonely to live alone, it's always with me, oh, it's called Silver Moon."

I have never seen such a big Hiromi, it is clearly a fox, Han Yu knows, he doesn't want to admit it, and I don't ask anymore.

A shroud shop called Lethe, a sunny shopkeeper, a white fox named Silver Moon, and the gloomy funeral parlor at the end of this Elysian Road, it's hard for me to paint them all together, but that doesn't stop me from liking it.

"Hello, my name is Rong Yan, and I want to live here."

The room that Han Yu rented to me was on the third floor, it was a quiet attic, the first floor was his shop called Lechuan Xiaozhan, and on the second floor, he lived with Yinyue, there were always unclaimed corpses in the bureau, and if the time was exceeded, it would be sent to the funeral home for cremation, and the purchase of urns and the like, I would hand it over to Han Yu for personal gain, and he wouldn't even collect rent after a long time.

In addition to selling funeral supplies, Han Yu will also go out to make a dojo for people, if I am on vacation when he is not there, I will help him watch the shop, it is hard to believe that an atheist I will actually introduce what kind of dark coins are good to circulate below.

Han Yu is well-known in the many shroud shops on Jile Street, it is said that there are really some Taoist practices that are completely inappropriate with his age, and there is an endless stream of people who come to ask him to do the dojo, no matter how I look at him, he looks like a Taoist priest, but the combination of a forensic doctor and a Taoist priest is somewhat nondescript, but we rarely have disagreements in this regard, after a long time, Yinyue also began to get close to me, and when Han Yu was away, it would quietly lean against me.

When I'm bored, I like to sit on the innermost steps of the store, Yinyue snuggled up next to me and cleaned up the snow-white hair, and then watched Han Yu show off his eloquence with relish for an afternoon, which slowly became a way for me to have fun.

The old man who came in with his hands behind his back, Chi Dusk's face was deeply sad, and he chose among a large number of dark coins with a face value of at least 100 million, and was soon dazzled, and finally picked up a stack and handed it to Han Yu satisfactorily.

"Are you for your wife or ......" Han Yu's expression was heavy, and he asked while packing the bag.

"Girl, the white-haired man sends the black-haired man, and he left at the age of seventeen." The old man's sighing voice was not very angry.

"Don't be too sad, your children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and they are all your own lives." Han Yu picked up another bundle of dark coins next to him and handed it to the old man. "The denomination you chose is too big, and it's not convenient for our sister to use it below, so you might as well choose some change for her, so that it can be opened."

The old man listened right, nodded vigorously, and handed Han Yu a piece of money, Han Yu took it, and immediately picked up a set of boxes and handed it over.

"You burn so much money for our sister, my sister is not safe to be alone below, you still give our sister a credit card of Zhang Tiandi Bank, with this card, all the money burned is stored in it, you don't need to bring cash when you go out, and you can overdraft consumption, the following POS machines are basically popular, and it is convenient to use them anywhere."

The old man couldn't stop nodding, and there were already five hundred-yuan bills handed to Han Yu, and I stroked Yinyue's head, crying and laughing, I didn't know what to say.

"How old did you say our sister is?" Han Yu didn't seem to have the intention of letting the old man go.

"Seventeen." At the mention of the old man's sadness, his voice became deeper and lower.

"Hey, flower season, this is a big problem." Han Yu's expression looked even more sad than the old man's.

"How...... What's wrong? The old man asked anxiously.

Han Yu poked his head over, lowered his voice and told the old man solemnly. Baidu sister-in-law|--Soul Exploration Record

"You don't always know, I just shot a few habitual criminals who killed young girls recently, and they were burned in front a few days ago, and it is estimated that this person is already below, and now it is not peaceful below, you said that our sister is alone below, if you accidentally meet ......"

"That'...... So what should I do, my daughter is still young. The old man was really anxious when he heard this.

"Buy our sister a gun!" As soon as Han Yu raised his hand, there was already an extra papier-mâché Beklin pistol and a box with a factory date in his hand. "The bullet is sent, come to me to buy it when you run out, that is, this gun is imported, and the price is not cheap......"

The old man didn't even think about buying the gun, and when he left, the hundred-yuan bill in Han Yu's hand had already turned into ten, and he looked back and saw the wry smile on my face.

"You are not afraid of retribution when you earn this money, since you believe in reincarnation, when you go down, you have calculated for yourself how many layers of hell you live in."

"You don't understand this, everyone who comes to me is to buy a peace of mind." Han Yu shook the money in his hand and smiled disapprecitately. "I can sell them steadfastness and calmness, which money can't measure."

I admire Han Yu's eloquence, like his face, there is a very natural affinity, and the words that come out of his mouth, you know that they are ridiculous, but there will always be a sense of sincerity