In the video, a man is wailing in pain in the protective fence, the raging fire is gushing out of the room behind him, the tongue of fire has ignited the clothes on his body, the man is trapped in the protective net, he clung to the iron railing in pain, the skin and flesh began to emit green smoke, his voice is getting weaker and weaker, and in the video, it is obvious that the photographer is talking to himself: Oh, I'll go, it's too exciting, I'll go, old and exciting......

The flames eventually engulfed the poor man completely, and his body became curled and blackened, and he was crunched into a ball...... Now his charred body hung from the fence because the flesh and skin had been burned and stuck to it.

"Oh, this is the news material we bought out, don't interfere with our column shooting." The beautiful female reporter shouted and reached out to ask for it.

"Fuck off! …… Buyout...... People are dead, and you still buy them out. Officer Liang Zhen suppressed his anger, opened the female reporter's hand, and glared at them angrily.

"Hurry up, or I'll ...... Shoot him...... Wang Gang...... sue him for obstructing official business. The female reporter was angry and ordered the cameraman to come over, and the cameraman picked up the camera and shot at Officer Liang, and several people froze there.

"Don't look at it. Busy with our own business. Master Lu shouted at Sanbao, who had been curious to watch the excitement. San Bao carried the body bag and followed the master to the scene after the disaster.

The house was littered with water and foam, and the charred appliances mixed with the walls, giving off a pungent stench. The master and apprentice came to the master bedroom, and immediately saw a charred corpse by the door, judging from the size of the hostess, her body arched, her two arms had been burned into charcoal, stretched upward, her mouth was still wide open, as if she was shouting something, it was difficult for the living to imagine the pain of being slowly roasted to death. A slightly larger body was lying on the side near the window, the burned skin was open, because it was the face washed down, and when the two put the body into the body bag, they could vaguely distinguish the facial features of the corpse.

The most pitiful thing is the man trapped in the protective net, his body is almost charred, there are still two black flocculents that look like arms and chests hanging on the burned stainless steel protective net, the corpse is still faintly green smoke, and the other tissues of the body have turned into a pile of charcoal, scattered on the edge of the protective fence, and it is impossible to distinguish which part of the body it is. This is the person who was alive before, and now he is being carried by the Three Treasures into a body bag and mixed into a pile.

As soon as he got out of the house, San Bao took off his mask and vomited "wow". The blackened, stinking corpses really irritated him. Master Lu patted him on the back quietly, and waited for Sanbao to come to his senses before he said slowly: "Disposing of the body in the funeral home and going to the scene to carry the body are two different things, and you will slowly learn to adjust yourself in the future." ”

San Bao didn't bother to speak, just nodded, and then the two of them picked up the body bag and went downstairs to get into the car.

In the car, San Bao was silent, he had always been more confident in his courage and restraint, but the purgatory scene just now made him unforgettable, there was still a feeling that something was going up in his chest, the master handed him a bottle of water, motioned for him to take two sips, San Bao obediently drank the water, rinsed his mouth in his mouth, and spit out the car window. In an instant, he remembered the strange habit of the funeral parlor's master to rinse his mouth before drinking water, and it turned out that everyone thought the same.

"Being burned to death is really a painful way to die." Master Lu lowered his head and said to himself, "There are many ways to die, but burning to death is really painful and painful, painful, I don't know what words to use to describe that kind of pain." Five years ago, an Internet café in our city caught fire, and the boss was afraid that the people who went to the night machine would not pay for it, so he locked the door, and dozens of half-year-old children could not escape and piled up by the door...... What a sight it was, it was a nightmare to think about. I also have an old fellow who used to work in a funeral parlor in Karamay, Xinjiang, and I remember many years ago...... '94 years. Yes, it's '94! Do you still remember the fire in the Children's Palace that shocked the world, hundreds of children were locked up in the theater and couldn't get out, and were burned alive. , when the leaders all ran away, there were few people who helped evacuate the children, and now the big corrupt official, Zhou Hekang, is the person in charge, bastard! My friend said that as soon as he entered, he saw a mountain of corpses stacked on top of each other, half a man tall, all of them were children wearing red scarves, boys, girls, and teachers. Those who were near the fire, all of them were charred, and they were all children, and he collected the bodies of the children in tears from beginning to end, and since then, he has stopped doing it, and has gone to planting trees, planting trees in the desert...... Hey, what we cremate in the cremation room are dead people, but what it feels like for the living to be cremated alive by the fire, only those souls know, if there are souls in this world! Master Lu also drank a sip of water and stopped talking, and everyone was bored all the way to the funeral home.

According to the custom, if the body is irreparably damaged, it can be cremated directly, but apart from the body of the man who died on the balcony, the two bodies of the man and woman in the bedroom have different integrity, and perhaps can be simply sorted and cleaned.

Sam Bao was in charge of cleaning the man's body, rinsing the plastic and tattered clothes off the body with a little disinfectant and then performing a simple cleansing of the face. The man's face was charred black, but not yet charred. The skin and flesh on the face were burned and drooped down, but the texture of the muscle tissue was still retained, and it seemed that the man was probably killed by the billowing smoke, and if he was smoked to death first, at least it was less painful than being roasted by the fire. After all, choking happens quickly, while burning lasts a long time.

Hoping that he could rest in peace, Sambo thought to himself, and he saw that there was still a piece of sawdust stuck under the nose of the male corpse, so he used tweezers to remove the sawdust. But San Bao suddenly noticed something unusual, he carefully observed the nostrils of the male corpse, as if he had found something, and then he stopped, walked straight to the female corpse that the master had already disposed of, bowed, and pressed against the female corpse's head, carefully checking the nostrils of the female corpse.

Lu Bingyi, who was sorting out his tools, looked up and found that his apprentice was looking at something strangely in front of the female corpse.

"Sanbao, what are you doing, I'm done with it." The master asked nervously.

Sanbao looked at it for a long time, he slowly raised his body, his eyes showed nervousness and unease, and then he said two words, which made Lu Bingyi and all the staff of Sanqing Funeral Home have another layer of mysterious awe and curiosity about Sanbao from now on.

"Call the police!" Sambo said.

When Officer Liang received the call from Master Lu, he was smoking a stuffy cigarette on the roof of the office, and he cursed in his heart the two unscrupulous reporters who only cared about breaking the news. People died so miserably, those who shot videos were very happy, and those who shot TV were very happy, and all kinds of strange things were used these days. If people really have souls, then the men who are burned to death on the balcony must not spare them. Damn it! Liang Zhen scolded in his heart, but that's all.

Immediately afterwards, he received a call from Lu Bingyi, who didn't say anything on the phone, just said that he should hurry up and come to Sanqing Funeral Home to communicate on the spot, otherwise the body could not be cremated. What's going on, wave after wave, the funeral parlor is also blocked, Officer Liang didn't think much about it, muttered a few words, and drove straight to Sanqing.