"Then don't mess around here and delay the work," Ma Shangkui glanced at Jiang Chenghuan with a gloomy face, and then turned to everyone and said, "In this case, let's go here for the on-site investigation, and transport the body back to the funeral home, whether it is an autopsy or how to get it, and then make further totals." ”

Bian Haibo hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, and instead took care of cleaning up his belongings. Jiang Chenghuan on the side helped clean it up, and handed the inquest record to Bian Haibo.

The funeral parlor's hearse had been waiting there for a long time, and when they heard this, two corpse movers quickly approached.

Jiang Chenghuan glanced back and silently walked towards the survey car.

"Oh, Forensic Doctor Bian, tonight, I'm afraid you will have to work hard, follow the hearse to the funeral home to settle down," Ma Shangkui said in a consultative tone to Bian Haibo, who had just finished cleaning up, "Don't let them pile up and toss it around, and affect tomorrow's autopsy." ”

Not to mention, Ma Shangkui is sober when it is critical, which is very necessary. I don't know if Bian Haibo hesitated at first, whether he also had this consideration. Hearing Ma Shangkui say this, Bian Haibo walked towards the hearse without saying a word. Halfway through, he stopped again and stood there.

Seeing this, Ma Shangkui seemed to understand something, and turned his gaze to Jiang Chenghuan.

Jiang Chenghuan knew that there was no good thing, and sure enough, Ma Shangkui then called him twice. Jiang Chenghuan was stunned, needless to say, he also knew what was going on next, which was obviously to let him accompany him.

"Oh, you—you go with Doctor Bian."

Ma Shangkui pointed at him with his finger, his tone was completely orderly, and there was no room for negotiation.

Jiang Chenghuan's heart boss was not happy, he definitely didn't like this kind of errand, and he didn't like to listen to this kind of domineering tone, but there was no way, under the fence, he didn't squeak, and strode towards Bian Haibo.

Bian Haibo saw Jiang Chenghuan coming over, so he continued to walk forward. Obviously, his mood is not high, who wants to do such an errand!

Seeing this, the corpse movers, who were in the car, jumped out of the car and walked towards the back of the car. They knew that they were giving up their positions, and they were not polite, climbed into the car, and sat with the driver. Jiang Chenghuan climbed into the hearse first, planning to sit next to the driver, sit in the middle, and leave the passenger seat for Bian Haibo to sit on. After staring at Bian Haibo and sitting in the co-pilot seat, he turned around and glanced at the driver on the side, unconsciously surprised. Because, in the dim light, the driver on the side showed a strange appearance, an unlikable and even a little crazy image.

But see, the eagle hooks its nose, its face is inverted, its lips are upturned, and its forehead is abnormally raised, just like the image of the devil in "King Kong Gourd Baby". The driver did not show the slightest expression because of this glance, but continued to drive the car motionless, like a strange sculpture. He was a little curious, and at the same time strange, glanced at him again, and wanted to greet him. However, it was still a cold, expressionless face, as if this was not a big living person, but a robot, and even, it was a devil, it was the devil who was driving the hearse, and suddenly, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Jiang Chenghuan didn't know what to do, and began to regret his choice to sit in the middle. He glanced at Bian Haibo and wanted to talk to him, but found that he was leaning his head leaning there and looking sleepy, so he dispelled this idea. It's no wonder, he's busy all night, and it's so late, it's natural to be physically and mentally tired. I don't know what he thinks alone, but he's very embarrassed anyway. The three of them sat quietly, swaying with the swing of the hearse, and neither of them paid any attention to the other.

Jiang Chenghuan thought again, although the three of them were a little crowded and their bodies had to be tightened, they were still more comfortable than sitting in the trunk of the car. If you are in a small space with a corpse, it is even more unpleasant. Although it is a corpse beauty, it is a stiff shell after all. He listened intently to the roar of the motor and gradually became confused, as if he had fallen asleep.

"It's hard work to do what you do......"

Suddenly, there was a sound in his ears, like a thunderclap, which dragged Jiang Chenghuan back from a distant place, and he was startled for a moment, and hurriedly glanced back at the place where the sound came from.

Oh, it turned out to be the driver on the side who suddenly asked.

"Well, oh, what......"

Jiang Chenghuan opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, as if the ghost was stuck in his throat. Jiang Chenghuan's head was buzzing, thinking to himself, how could this guy suddenly make a sound like thunder.

"All day long, the wind comes, the rain goes, the three watches, the middle of the night, everything has to go. It's still out there. ”

The driver continued, seemingly talking to himself.

Jiang Chenghuan quickly sat up straight, cleared his throat, and when he turned around, a flash of light flashed, but he had a strange face, and his heart "chuckled" again. In the sporadic flickering of light, the cold face was severely deformed, flashing and flashing, like a skeleton-like ghost. His eyes widened, and he subconsciously moved to the right, but was held up by Bian Haibo.

"Oh......, yes, well, hard work," Jiang Chenghuan squeaked and prevaricated, "There's no way, it's almost the same as you." ”

"Alas, yes, we can't help it, make a living," the driver seemed to be interested when he heard the response, and then another sentence, as he spoke, he glanced back at Jiang Chenghuan, "It's even more boring to do what we do, dealing with dead people all day long." ”

"Dead Man's ......"

A terrifying picture flashed through Jiang Chenghuan's mind.

"Well, who's to say it's not, snakes bite."

"Yes, we have no way to do things, no culture, no ability, only do inferior things that others are not willing to do."

Jiang Chenghuan seems to have entered the situation.

"You're all right, if they're two," he said, pausing and leaning behind him, "you'll have to carry the corpses." ”

The driver shook his head when he heard him say this. Then he said, "I'm not going to do that." Sometimes, when they can't get busy, they even have to groom the corpse. It's better to encounter a clean corpse, but if you encounter a corpse such as the old, weak, sick and disabled, for example, due to a traffic accident, or a corpse that died tragically due to high-altitude work, cough, it is really miserable, it is really a living crime. ”

The two of them just chatted without a word, and gradually lost the topic. Without Bian Haibo interjecting, Jiang Chenghuan always felt that this atmosphere was a bit strange, and his strange-looking face resurfaced in his mind, slender and long, with a high forehead and nose, and deep eye sockets.

The car enters the city, and then crosses the city and drives into a remote machine-cultivated cement road that leads to the funeral home. Although it was already the second half of the night, and all the street lights on both sides of the street were extinguished, there was still a faint light shining from nowhere, and the faint light flashed on the face, sending an indescribable terrifying signal.

In the second half of the night, he was indeed prone to sleepiness, and in the silence, he leaned back on the backrest, and fell asleep.

He dreamed that he was somehow wrong, and suddenly he was in an unknowable space, in the darkness, and there seemed to be no bottom under his feet, but he couldn't fall down, and he was suspended there. Suddenly, he saw several people with fangs and claws in the shape of devils, carrying a woman with a cloak of hair, floating lightly. He looked at the woman, and the woman was very good-looking, but her face was expressionless. Jiang Chenghuan felt as if he had seen it somewhere, a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while. The woman was escorted to a place that resembled the county government in ancient times, and the woman was forcibly pressed to her knees with her legs. At this moment, he noticed that there was an ill-outlined figure sitting in the courtroom, like a tiger's back, with a staring gaze that seemed to be nothing. The woman knelt there, crying and crying.

"Lord Hades, I don't want to die, I have a husband at home, and there is a lover who loves me deeply, please let Lord Hades spare me."

Ah, Lord Hades, he was shocked, how could he run to the Hades Palace in a daze.

"Ahh......h

Suddenly, there was a scream. Somehow, he found himself colliding with the woman, who screamed. With the scream, Jiang Chenghuan suddenly woke up.

Hey, the hearse was parked there, there was nothing beside him, the driver and Bian Haibo didn't know where to go, and he was immediately shocked. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the car behind him, and he jumped out of the car without even thinking about it.

I saw a woman with a disheveled hair standing behind the trunk near the side of the passenger cab, with a faint blue gaze. Moreover, his clothes were in tatters, like a flower child. Suddenly, Jiang Chenghuan's legs were weak with fright, and he didn't know where to go for a while. He hesitated and stepped back at the same time, his mind wildly guessing.

"What the hell is going on, a corpse, or a ......?"

It's just too mad, there is no corpse mover, only the driver who was terrifying just now, but at this time he is curled up to the side, trembling.

Who is the woman with the cloak, where did she come from, and why is it scattered all of a sudden. This woman is a human or a ghost. Oh, by the way, what about Bian Haibo, where did he go? He hurried around looking for him. I didn't see Bian Haibo, and I didn't dare to approach the woman.

Jiang Chenghuan confirmed the direction, obviously out of the city, here, it should be on the way to the funeral home, the road is not as wide as the city just now, and in the distance, it is pitch black......

Feng Xiao Xiao ......

Faintly only saw the figure that looked like a human but not a ghost, thinking that this was the way to the funeral home, the whole person was completely out of control, and he couldn't wait to go headlong into the ground, even if he slipped into the gloomy deep mountains.

He was overwhelmed and didn't know when the best opportunity would be.

The dark shadow flickered suddenly, and seemed to float towards him. It's really coming, it's really coming, it's really coming......

Jiang Chenghuan felt as if he was about to face a catastrophe. He was ready to run into the gloomy mountains, but at this moment, he suddenly became confused, and his body seemed to drift away with the black shadow, and he couldn't help it.

"It's over, it's over, before the little brother has had time to enjoy the glory and wealth in this life, he ****** confess everything so confusingly."

"Dodge ......"