Chapter 12: Ask the Ghost

I nodded solemnly to Uncle Zhao and promised, "I promise not to say it!"

After drinking, Uncle Zhao's dark cheeks flushed with a faint red, and he said silently, "The employment of personnel in our crematorium is all decided independently...... When you register, the materials will be sent here for Uncle Liu to review, and you can only take the exam after that. As for registration, examination, employment...... It's just a process, in order not to be criticized by outsiders. ”

Damn, no wonder Uncle Zhao is willing to tell me only if I guarantee it, this is really not a trivial matter, if it is known by people outside, then Qiaoshan Crematorium will definitely be pushed to the forefront by public opinion.

can be specially ** out, this crematorium must have some kind of bullish background, I was shocked and shouted, "Such a bull......"

Uncle Zhao looked at me from head to toe, burped, shook his head, and said thoughtfully, "That is, you will be recruited, it should be that you have some kind of trait on your body, but it has not been discovered yet, this brand is dispensable to you, and you are afraid that you will be scared as soon as you come...... Just like me, I was recruited to drive a hearse because I had accumulated too much murderous energy when I was a butcher, I was so strong in eight characters and pure yang that ghosts would retreat when they saw it......"

Uncle Zhao said that everyone was so amazing, either seeing ghosts since childhood, or catching ghosts since elementary school...... If I hadn't come here to work, if I hadn't seen these things, I would have thought he was bragging......

I put the wooden sign back in my pocket, "What can I do, I've never seen anything dirty before I came here!"

It is estimated that Uncle Zhao drank a little violently just now, and the drunkenness hit, and his eyes were sloppy and he pulled peanuts, and his words were not good, "That's not necessarily, some people's abilities can only be seen when they enter the crematorium...... Ren Mingshan's dog day is ......"

Ren Mingshan: So he really worked here!

From the first time I saw Ren Mingshan, I felt that this person was not simple, not because of what he had done, but because he had an unfathomable temperament.

As soon as Uncle Zhao said this, I became even more curious about this person's past......

"Ren Mingshan, Uncle Zhao, what's wrong with him?"

Uncle Zhao threw a peanut into his mouth hatefully, gritted his teeth and said, "It's an ungrateful dog...... If Lao Tzu saw him, he would definitely be punched and he would be looking for teeth all over the ground......"

Ren Mingshan said not to trust the people here too much, and Uncle Zhao mentioned Ren Mingshan with such an expression...... From this point of view, Ren Mingshan should have some unpleasant past here.

I couldn't help but think of Ren Mingshan's pair of greasy hands, just by touching the burnt bones, I could accurately tell the age and gender of the deceased...... I used to read horror novels, and I saw a woman smearing her hands with corpse oil to achieve the whiteness and smoothness of her hands.

Thinking about it, I felt a chill, and suddenly there was a "bang!", I was frightened, and looked at Uncle Zhao, who had fallen asleep on the table.

Uncle Zhao loves to drink, but there is a problem, that is, as soon as the alcohol strength comes up, he dozes off, and when the drowsiness comes, he can't control it. People are asleep, and they can't ask anything if they want to.

Put Uncle Zhao on the bed and lie down, clean up the mess a little, and then I left.

When I went out, it was almost dark, and I wasted another day in vain, and there were still five days left before the deadline given by Fu Xiaoying...... Fortunately, I already knew that there was an eyewitness who had committed perjury, so I had to look for it tomorrow.

I took out my phone from my trouser pocket and wanted to see what time it was, but found that there were fifty-six missed calls on it, all from Zhao Chen.

Don't be in a hurry, I hurriedly dialed the phone back, and it was connected as soon as I dialed, Zhao Chen's faint voice was mixed with anxiety, and came from the other end of the phone, "Nima, why did you call back, you will come back when Lao Tzu is dead......"

"Are you sick, how can you speak weakly......" Listening to the voice, Zhao Chen seemed to be sick, he was fine last night, why was something wrong all of a sudden.

Zhao Chen said dejectedly, "Don't mention it, I started to have a fever when I went back to the dormitory last night, I fainted, I was sent to the hospital by my colleagues, and I woke up for a while." ”

"Which hospital?" Zhao Chen has been in good health since he was a child, he doesn't get sick much, shouldn't he be scared sick by Fu Xiaoying, this evil is not as troublesome as life. There are so many capable people in the crematorium, and I will find Uncle Liu to give him something to ward off evil spirits and send them over.

Zhao Chen said disgustedly, "Isn't it okay to collect Lao Tzu's body in a hurry, I'm fine, I dragged my colleague to help you find the witness as soon as I went back last night, and my colleague came to the news that I found ......."

This old man is currently the only breakthrough in the cause of Fu Xiaoying's death, and it is the first time that I feel that Zhao Chen is so reliable, so that I can go directly to the old man who picked up garbage at dawn tomorrow to find out some news.

I couldn't wait for Zhao Chen to finish speaking, so I asked anxiously, "Where is it?"

Zhao Chen paused and snorted, "...... I found it, I passed away five days ago......"

What's the difference between finding a dead man and not finding someone, this old man will not die sooner or later, and he will die if he does something wrong?

I didn't believe it and said, "Damn, such a coincidence?"

Zhao Chen was helpless, "People are old, they can't stand bumps, they fell when they picked up garbage, and their heads hit the ground and died." ”

I think the old man's death must be related to his perjury, even if he was not murdered, this fall should be considered a vain death, right? Whether he was murdered or died in vain, the body will be sent to our crematorium, and maybe a little clue can be found from the body.

"Okay, I'll hang up first, and I'll see you tomorrow. "I hung up Zhao Chen's phone and ran to Uncle Liu's dormitory, Uncle Liu should be watching TV in the dormitory, I have to confirm with him.

I trotted all the way to the door of Uncle Liu's dormitory, saw the lights inside on, and knocked on the door, "Uncle Liu!"

"The door is not closed, come in!"

I pushed open the door and went in, and the coroner Wang Dajun was also there, sitting on the sofa with Uncle Liu, "Hey, Brother Wang is also there." ”

"Yes. Wang Dajun glanced at me and replied lightly.

Speaking of this Wang Dajun, he usually talks little, he is young, and he has a straight face all day long, which makes it difficult for people to get close to......

Uncle Liu flicked the ashes of his cigarette and asked me, "Do you have something to do with me?"

I glanced at Wang Dajun, the kid sat on the sofa like a facial paralysis and didn't know how to avoid it, I walked a few steps to sit next to Uncle Liu, and asked in a low voice, "I just want to ask if our crematorium has received the corpse of an old man picking up garbage in the past few days?"

Uncle Liu's face changed color suddenly, he glanced at Wang Dajun, and then looked at me and asked in a deep tone, "There is a corpse in the Nantang Crematorium today, it is an old man who is picking up garbage, why are you asking this?"

I was really sent in, since Uncle Liu picked me up at the gate of the crematorium that night and got off the ghost car, I thought that Uncle Liu should have great skills, how did this old man pick up garbage die, he must know.

I asked urgently, "Did he really fall to his death?"

Uncle Liu didn't answer, but Wang Dajun, who was usually silent, came up with something that made me cry and laugh, "Whether it is a vain death or someone killed, then you have to ask him yourself ......"

This damn person is dead, so I asked the ghost...... The usual dull and boring feelings are pretended, but in fact, his internal force is a second product full of cold humor?

I glared at Wang Dajun dissatisfied, and teased, "Ask the ghost?"

I didn't expect Wang Dajun to nod seriously, "Yes, it's just asking ghosts...... But this corpse has been manipulated, and I can't find his soul, and in two days, it's his first seven, and you can only go to his house to ask when he is the first seventh. ”

The expression of this thing really frightened me, and I was stunned for a while, and then I remembered that Uncle Zhao said that Wang Dajun is a yin and yang doctor, and even ghosts can be cured, so what is it to ask.

It seems that he is not teasing me, but really asked me to ask the ghost...... Tanabata Resurrection Night...... Can I really come back if I go?