Qiao Wei and I seem to be forced to terminate our investigation into the corpse fraud incident at the beginning of the year.

Since we can't see the corpse of the "deceitful corpse", there is no need for Qiao Wei and I to stay here anymore. We thanked the curator and then got up to say goodbye, and the curator got up to see us off, handing over two of his business cards.

"I've been talking and forgetting to introduce myself, my name is Yue Yaoqiang, dare to ask the two of your surnames?" The curator asked very politely.

Without any thought, I replied, "We are consultants of the criminal police team, my name is Lei Sheng, his name is Qiao Zhiwei, and this is my ID." "I took the business card of Director Yue Yaoqiang, and at the same time, I also took out my consultant ID from my jacket pocket and showed it to Director Yue.

This consultant card looks exactly the same as the police officer's card from the outside, but when you open it, there will be a very eye-catching word "consultant" inside. I didn't think of using it to impersonate a police officer, I just thought it would be a good face to carry it with me.

As I showed up the advisory card, Yue Yaoqiang's attitude became more polite, he hurriedly came over and took the initiative to shake hands with Qiao Wei and me, and then asked if the police had heard anything, or if he thought there were other possibilities in the case of 07.

I hurriedly waved my hand and said that this investigation was our personal action and had nothing to do with the police for the time being.

Yue Yaoqiang did not change his attitude because of my answer, he still said to the two of us respectfully and politely: "If there is anything that needs my help, just ask, don't be polite to me or have any concerns." The funeral parlor has always felt eerie and scary to the outside world, and I really want to change people's opinions, and if the two of you can find out the truth about the corpse, I will definitely cooperate. ”

I nodded at Yue Yaoqiang, then thought about it and asked him with a smile, "What if the truth is haunted?" ”

Yue Yaoqiang was stunned for a moment, and then he haha daxiao and said, "Advisor Lei, you can really joke, where did this shijie come from, it's all a human idea." ”

I smiled at him again, and didn't argue with him about whether ghosts exist.

After leaving the office building, I asked Qiao Wei, and Weishenme remained silent the whole time. Qiao Wei replied that Yue Yaoqiang was a typical diehard atheist, and he had seen too many people like Yue Yaoqiang, so he knew very well that it was completely boring to discuss the issue of ghosts borrowing corpses with Yue Yaoqiang, so he simply asked me, a skeptic, to communicate with Yue Yaoqiang.

I'm no stranger to the term "skeptic." Before Qiao Wei, Shu Xin said more than once that I was a skeptic, and I was noncommittal about this. Lately, though, I've felt more and more like I'm really getting closer to being a skeptic. I don't deny that there are ghosts, but I try to prove that the strange thing is man-made, and my attitude towards this corpse fraud incident is obviously the same.

Qiao Wei and I then went to the funeral home, and I had to verify what the curator said.

The funeral home during the day is much more lively than at night, all the places outside the main entrance and side door that can and cannot be parked are full of cars, and the funeral home is also full of people, and the corridor is filled with the smell of smoke. I pinched my nose and walked through the crowd in the hallway to the side stairs and up to the fourth floor.

I don't know if the funeral home is specially arranged like this, anyway, there are most empty mourning halls on the fourth floor, and there are relatively few people. Qiao Wei and I went to the first room on the right side of the fourth floor, which was the mourning hall where Feng Jiaxin met the corpse.

When I got to the coffin in the mourning hall, I tried to open the lid myself. The lid was heavy, but I could still open it by myself holding the handle next to the lid. After opening the coffin, I went straight into the coffin and lay down, and then fastened the lid myself.

I don't know if it's because the space is too narrow, but the moment the coffin lid is fastened, I began to feel stuffy in my chest, and I felt an indescribable uncomfortable feeling all over my body. I pressed down on my temples so hard that the stinging pain replaced the discomfort all over my body, and then I pounded the lid hard near the axis of turn.

Inside the coffin I could hear a dull thud, it was so loud that it made my head feel a little dizzy. At the same time, I also saw Qiao Wei outside frowning.

I quickly pushed the lid open and got up to get out—although I had only been lying in the coffin for less than five seconds, the moment I got up, I felt the air suddenly become extremely fresh, and my head seemed to be much clearer. I immediately realized that after the coffin lid was closed, it would definitely turn the inside into a confined space, and people might not be able to run out of oxygen in it for a few minutes, and if Lao Zheng hid in the coffin for too long and lacked oxygen, it was really possible that he would not be able to push the coffin lid open.

I was thinking about the cause of Lao Zheng's death, but Qiao Wei was thinking differently from me.

After I came out of the coffin, Qiao Wei immediately came to the coffin and knocked on the lid rhythmically, "Knock knock" and "knock knock", and asked me, "What do you think this sound looks like?" ”

When Qiao Wei asked, I suddenly realized that this sound seemed to be very similar to the strange sound described by Feng Jiaxin!

"You mean that the sound Feng Jiaxin heard was not footsteps, but someone knocking on the lid of the coffin?" I asked.

"I'm not sure, you can listen to it yourself." As he spoke, Qiao Wei also lay down in the coffin like me, and then knocked on the coffin lid from the inside.

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth, and this sentence is true. When I was inside the coffin just now, I thought the sound of knocking on the lid was very loud, and now when I hear it outside, it is really loud, and if it is very quiet in the middle of the night, the sound will definitely be no problem to reach the other end of the hallway.

Qiao Wei also seemed to deliberately bang on the lid of the coffin with the rhythm of his heartbeat, and the dull sound of thump, thump seemed to take me back to the night of the corpse a few days ago.

Could it be that Feng Jiaxin heard the sound of the coffin being beaten? What's going on with the gradual approach of the knock sound?

It's useless to think too much! I quickly took out my mobile phone and recorded the sound of Qiao Wei knocking on the lid of the coffin inside. Then after Qiao Wei came out, I recorded another sound of knocking on the lid of the coffin from the outside. The sound of these two methods is obviously different, and I think Feng Jiaxin should be able to hear the difference between the two.

Immediately after that, I called Feng Jiaxin to explain my intentions, and then sent her the two recordings.

Two minutes later, Feng Jiaxin's phone came back, and she replied that the first recording I sent her was what she had heard that night, and it was very dull and depressing.

That first recording was the sound of a knock from inside a coffin!