The bottle that Chen Bamiao took out from his pocket was the thickness of a little thumb, and I took it and looked at the moonlight, it was a can of anti-wolf spray for women's self-defense. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This pale pink spray with peppers painted on it may not have much effect, but I know that this is a piece of her Ba Miao's heart, and it is the last thing she can use to defend herself.

Now, she's left the last defense to me.

Holding the small bottle of things sent by Chen Bamiao tightly and feeling the residual body temperature on the bottle, all kinds of experiences that Chen Bamiao helped me came to mind together.

Although there are all kinds of barriers between me and her, in addition to the barriers, I also feel that there is a kind of strength and sincerity in this woman that I have never met that attracts me.

And just her sincerity to me was enough to make me feel a strange warmth in my heart that I had never experienced.

Putting away the chili water, my heart was surging and apprehensive, and in the face of the beauty under the crescent moon, I felt a little unpretentious.

In front of the crematorium, which symbolizes death and the unknown, I moved my lips and said to her, "Thank you, thank you, if I go in...... Unfortunately, he died in the line of duty...... I will be a cow and a horse in my next life, and I will repay you for your kindness!"

With my shout, Ba Miao'er, who was already surrounded by apprehension, suddenly stretched out a finger and gently pressed it against my mouth.

She shook her neck lightly and said, "Don't say frustrating words, I'll wait for you to come back, come back...... Marry me!"

Chen Bamiao's request, I did not refuse, because in the eyes of her, I found that I did not have the strength to refuse her, although ...... My heart was still crying out in a fierce struggle.

After a deep look at each other, Ba Miao'er gently leaned her head over, and then slowly approached my chest.

In the undulating and gentle body fragrance, I heard a voice ringing in my ear:

“...... Hey, you two neurotics, courting at the crematorium gate at night, eating and screwing, right?!"

With this questioning like a thunderstorm, Chen Bamiao and I were startled, and then the two of them quickly separated like children who had made some mistake.

Immediately after that, we both turned our heads and looked in the direction of the person who was shouting.

Behind my side, a man in a crematorium security guard uniform was shining a flashlight on us, the man was thin and tall, and he couldn't see clearly in the moon and backlight, but judging from the experience of wearing it, he was probably an employee of the crematorium's night patrol.

At least...... He's a living person, right?!

I saw a big living person at the door of the crematorium, which ruined me and Chen Ba Miaole.

Shocked and then delighted, I ran over, grabbed the comrade's hand without saying anything, and then pointed to the window of the communication room and said: "Comrade! You are here! Do you know that you are dead here? A sheet is bleeding from your neck! Call the police!"

Hearing my words, the tall and slender security uncle frowned, then walked to the window of the communication room and shone a flashlight inside.

After seeing the scenery in the communication room, the tall and thin security guard in black pointed his flashlight at me and Ba Miaoer.

He asked us in an unusually calm tone, "Then what are you doing? Come to the crematorium at night?"

Listening to the words of this tall and thin security guard, I thought for a moment, and then hurriedly nodded: "We are from Director Feng and his gang! Does Director Feng of the Procuratorate know? The one who pulled the body for autopsy and cremation tonight!"

After listening to my words, the night guard nodded and said, "Oh! Looking for Director Feng?!Then you can come in with me! He is in the dissection room! I'll take you there." ”

As he spoke, the security guard took out a bunch of keys and opened a secret lock on the side door of the communication room from the outside.

Watching the actions of this security guard, I felt strange in my heart.

When the door was opened, I raised my eyebrows and asked him, "I said brother, there is someone dead in your communication room...... Aren't you nervous at all?"

After listening to my words, the guy laughed out loud, and then said to me and Chen Bamiao without looking back: "The one in the communication room is not dead! ”

After listening to the words of this security uncle, I was depressed in my heart, and at the same time I didn't understand it very well.

This man is not dead, why is there so much blood on the sheets......? Why don't you answer no matter how you call it?

With questions in our chests, Chen Bamiao and I watched as he opened the small door by the rectangular main entrance, and then led the two of us into the funeral home's communication room.

As soon as we arrived at the communication room, the security guard who ushered us in turned on the lights in the room.

After a "click", the communication room was completely illuminated by the dazzling fluorescent lamp, and under the fluorescent lamp, everything lying on the bed was also instantly presented in front of me and Chen Bamiao.

Immediately, I was completely dumbfounded.

On the single bed, there was indeed a rickety figure curled up against the wall, but the man was not dead, his chest was heaving, and his nose was still snoring.

In addition, I paid special attention to the man's neck, but found that he did not have any scars and blood except for the old skin and a band-aid on the back of his neck, as for the blood on the sheets...... It's just a piece of reddish red paint.

I'm embarrassed to see these things.

In surprise, I looked up again and asked the security guard who brought us in, "No? Why didn't he die, but he didn't answer after we called for a long time?"

In the fluorescent light, I saw that the uncle who had brought us in was about sixty years old, with soft skin and a mouth full of stubble, thin and tall, half a head taller than me.

When he heard my question, he sighed helplessly, then walked over to the man who was curled up on the bed and slept, and reached out to the man's ear.

Immediately afterwards, I saw this man coming from the ear of the sleeping fellow...... Took down a pair of headphones.

I wear headphones to sleep, and if I can wake up, there is a ghost!

Looking at that pair of headphones, I couldn't help but laugh with a self-deprecating "hehe", then turned my head and slapped myself with a big mouth.

Secretly, I reminded myself that the next time I go out, I must bring a large flashlight.

As I was making a move, the tall and thin security guard pushed the one on the bed and said, "Old man Wu, wake up! Prove to this brother that you are alive!"

With the words of the security guard, the one lying on the bed finally sat up slowly.

After a while, the "dead" man, who had scared me, turned around and rushed to us, and asked in a lazy voice, "Who? What are you doing at the crematorium at night?"

The moment the old man turned around, I saw his face, and almost at the same time, my heart "popped"!

With the loudest possible cause, I shouted at the man, "How could it be you?!"