Sanbao was shocked, and watched Brother Diao rub his eyes and come over.

"What kind of hip-hop dance do you do at night, what are you doing against the wall?" Brother Diao asked puzzledly, staring at the broken incinerator carefully, as if to see something.

"It's not like I've just cleaned up, my arms and legs are sore, and I'm active." Sambo hurriedly shook his arms and shook his head.

", me, I can smell barbecue!" Brother Eagle smelled the fishy stench left by the evil spirit in the air just now. "Are you hiding something delicious behind my back?" Without waiting for the three treasures to stop him, Brother Diao opened the door of the incinerator that had been broken.

"Dear, are you crazy from hunger, how can I hide the food in the crematorium." Sanbao has already admired the imagination of this foodie.

"Oh, yes." Brother Diao closed the door with his hand.

"Let's go, I still have two packs of Laotan sauerkraut noodles hidden in my table, this is sour!" Sanbao greets Brother Diao.

Watching Brother Diao gobble up instant noodles, Sanbao finally calmed down. Unexpectedly, the entrance to the underworld was hidden in the incinerator of the funeral home, and the old horse said that as long as the place where the resentful spirit has been in contact for a long time, it may become the entrance to the underworld. The devil that even the war spirit is afraid of, where will Sanqing come from. Can you follow him and investigate his details? Sanbao thought of this bold plan, and his heart also chuckled nervously.

At this time, the clock pointed to six o'clock in the morning, and the winter morning was still pitch black. As soon as the two of them put the noodles down, the phone on duty rang.

Sanbao picked up the phone, and a man's voice came from the other side of the phone: "Is it Sanqing Funeral Home?" I'm a street office. On the other side of the phone, there was a noisy voice, accompanied by the crying of women and men.

"Yes, the duty room of the Sanqing Funeral Home, please speak."

"We are the Municipal Yangshulin Street Office, and in the central community of Xiangyang Factory, there is a couple of elderly people who have committed suicide for several months. This will be discovered. Please come here and pick people up. ”

"This will be the driver has not yet gone to work, we will go to work at eight o'clock, I will immediately notify the relevant personnel to go over?" Sambo replied politely.

"Chengcheng, as long as you come, I just called the first museum in the city, and it said that the staff is not busy enough to open it......"

"What nonsense are you talking about with those people, can't you come......"

"Come on, come on...... That's a problem. As soon as possible......"

There were other voices on the phone urging and then hanging up.

", what are you calling those people talking nonsense...... Grandma's, who are we! Brother Diao heard the disrespect on the phone, and he was so angry that he scolded. There are also the people in the first hall of the city who are also picky, easy to handle, those who have a lot of money belong to them, and all the troubles are thrown to us...... Dogs look at the stars brightly! Bah! Brother Diao was still angry, and he was angry with the empty bowl of instant noodles.

"Okay, accumulate some virtue on your lips, and I'll go to work later." Sanbao appeased the grumpy Brother Diao.

After going to work, Sanbao and the master got on the car and went straight to the Xiangyang factory in the city.

Xiangyang Factory is a state-owned machinery factory in Sanqing City for some historical years, and like Sanqing Funeral Parlor, there was also a prosperous period at the beginning of the reform, but it soon declined. The current residential area to which the factory belongs is a low-rise three-story building from the Soviet era. Compared with the tall and bright high-rise residential buildings around it, the city's modern streetscape suddenly slumped in a large area here, which is really not on the table in the GDP data of developers and governments. Most of the young people in this slum have left, and most of the people living in the community are now retired old workers. The law and order here are chaotic, the environment is dirty, and the whole community exudes a dark and mildew sewer smell all year round.

As soon as the car drove into the community, Sambo saw a skinny, pale girl staggering out of the shadows of the bushes in the corner, her dark pupils staring closely at the old people who came back from the morning run around her.

The car happened to stop on the side of the road, and Sambo quickly opened the door, ran two steps, and whispered at the ghost, "Hey, you...... Let's go......" Sambo lowered his voice and held out a finger to point at the wraith, who was looking for a possessed object. Then he shook his fingers, revealing a non-negotiable majesty.

The girl's wraith must have seen the Three Treasures, and her eyes became timid, and the wraith shuddered away from the shoulders of the grocery shopping aunt she had just chosen, and reverently fell backwards, disappearing into the manhole cover in the corner.

"Three treasures, who!" Master Lu saw Sanbao standing in place, gestured at the flower bed at the door, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Oh, I just saw a kitten, in the bushes, trying to scare it, it's fine." Sambo hurried to follow.

"Sanbao, this community is a well-known drug-addicting community, and a lot of smokers are here, this is their stronghold." Master Lu introduced the "local specialty" of Sanbao, a Xiangyang community, while walking

"The police don't care?" Sambo asked suspiciously.

"What's the matter, I was arrested today, I went to the drug rehabilitation center and locked up for a few days and then released, and then those drug friends came to tempt me again, even if I quit, I will soon relapse. Those who smoke big cigarettes ......"

"It's more than innocent to die!" Sambo answered.

"Maybe......" From the master's tone, Sanbao vaguely felt something, the master's family lives near this community, maybe there are acquaintances of the master...... Thinking of this, he didn't dare to continue asking.

"I have an old classmate's child who lives here and is addicted to drugs...... Also, some time ago, a girl died in this piece, not very old, in her twenties. I heard that the person who ran in the morning found it lying naked on the ground. It may be that the drug addiction is onset, hallucinations, and the winter strips yourself naked. I don't know if it was frozen to death or other illnesses caused by drugs. At the time of the autopsy, colleagues from the first hall of the city said that his body was full of needle holes, and his internal organs were rotten. ”

When Sanbao heard what the master said, he couldn't help but look back at the place where the resentful spirit crawled out just now, if it was right, the girl the master said should be it.

San Bao made up his mind that after dealing with the current matter, he would have to deal with the girl's resentment, otherwise, the innocent people here would be unlucky again.

Under the entrance of the building where the accident occurred, there were already surrounded by uncles and aunts watching the excitement, and Sanbao had sharp eyes, and at a glance, he saw that the female reporter who quarreled with Officer Liang was doing online reporting. Officer Liang is not here this time, otherwise I don't know what kind of trouble this pair is going to make.

As soon as he approached the doorway of the building, Sambo heard the cries of women and the shouts of men in the crowd.

"Crying fart. It's already like this, what did you do earlier? The man scolded.

"How do I know it's going to be like this, you won't answer when I call you, and you won't answer when your parents call you. You're the one who has your heart. The woman complained with tears in her voice.

"You called you and you answered, but have you come to see it......"

The woman sits on the icy ground with a real estate flyer underneath her buttocks. The man crouched next to her, not holding his head. The people around them discussed in a low voice, pointing and pointing.

"Hey, these two kids ......"

"Yes, my parents don't say that they come to take care of it."

"Unfilial."

"Don't talk nonsense, Lao Zhang, aren't we all children working outside, maybe it will be our turn one day."

"Whew! That's suicide, I won't. I went to a nursing home and died. ”

"Be quiet, don't let anyone hear you......"

The Three Treasures were silent, and as they passed through the group, they all stopped muttering, and automatically moved out of the way, and then, like sparrows clamoring from the branches, after a moment of peace, they began to talk again.

"Ah, how unlucky, the ...... of the crematorium"

"That's what these people look like......"

"Nonsense, not you. It's not all people! ”

"How disgusting it is to pay a month to carry the corpse."

"That is, China lacks everything, and the most important thing is people, I heard that current college students can't find jobs, and even this job is rushing to do it."

"Hey, it's hard to earn money, and is hard to eat."

"That's it, it's still Lao Zhang who understands people...... "......

As soon as Sambo went up the stairs, he smelled a strange smell. This made Sambo suddenly remember the death of the stewed pot. It smelled similar to the smell of corpses that stinked in the sun that day, but not as strong as the stench of blood, except that it smelled like a mixture of rotting pickles and bacon. With the strong stimulation of the last pot stew incident, Sambo can now stabilize his mood and breathe calmly.

The person in charge of the street office came up to explain the situation to the master, and the voice was the man on the phone.

"Master, the body has been dead for at least three months, the children are not at home, and no one answers the phone. In the early hours of this morning, a thief sawed open the security net and entered the house to steal something. found that the old couple on the bed was not almost scared to death. Or is it a thief who reported the police...... What do you call that? People stink. I said these days, when I enter this community, I smell something strange. Don't say it, people are inside, and there are policemen ......" Before he could say anything, a young policeman with a pale face rushed out of the house, he covered his mouth, looked at a few people at the door, and rushed downstairs with wide eyes, and just arrived downstairs, he heard a "ah-woo......", and the policeman vomited straight to the ground. The half-digested pancake fruit in the stomach whirls on the ground, revealing a perfect arc. The crowd hula dispersed, and then there was a discussion mixed with laughter.

"Look, this policeman is not as good as me......" After the person in charge of the street office finished speaking, he also covered his nose and rushed downstairs.

Master Lu looked at the foreign faces of these people, shook his head helplessly, and motioned for Sanbao to follow behind.