In the next few days, the aftermath of the ghost building gradually subsided, Situ Qing officially took over the Long family, and scarlet characters were painted on the ghost building one by one.

Gong Wanting beat the child who had become stillborn, and after recuperating for a few days, she went to work at Fujiang Group.

Everything seems to have returned to calm.

It was in this calm that I received a call from Wang Yiran that morning.

"Brother, come to me, there is a job I can't handle!"

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, I didn't refuse, and after agreeing to come down, I immediately went to the funeral home.

"Brother, it's not a normal life!"

I met Wang Yiran at the door of the funeral home, and compared with the last time I met, Wang Yiran's face was whiter, and there were two dark circles on his eyes.

"How long has it been since you had a good night's sleep?" I asked, looking at him.

As for the abnormal life, I already thought when I received his call, ordinary work, he will not look for me.

"I haven't slept well since the last time we met!"

Wang Yiran rubbed his nose and said, "Brother, the night the ghost curse was dissolved, I was nearby, I saw you enter the ghost building, if you didn't come out, I would have wanted to rush in to save you!" ”

"Thanks!"

I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Tell me, what's going on this time!" ”

"I can't say it in a sentence or two!"

Wang Yiran thought for a while, showed a puzzled expression, and said: "Brother, you know, my physique is special, and I can see the picture of the corpse half an hour before it died, but this time, the situation is a bit special!" ”

"What kind of special law?" I asked.

"You'll know in a moment, brother!" A strange expression appeared on Wang Yiran's face, and he led me inside.

Like last time, after entering the funeral home, we took the elevator down the ground floor and into the morgue where the anomalous corpses were stored.

After entering the morgue, Wang Yiran walked to the freezer, opened a cabinet door tied with red rope, and dragged out a body wrapped in a body bag.

After placing the body on the morgue, Wang Yiran unzipped the body bag, pointed to the corpse and said, "Brother, you take a look at the corpse first!" ”

"Teach me?"

I made a joke and set my eyes on the corpse.

It was a male corpse with two distinct wounds, one on the head and one on the chest.

The wound on the head was severe, and the left side of the head seemed to have been hit by a heavy object and was sunken inward.

The wound to the chest was a knife wound about three inches long and went straight to the heart.

In addition to these two wounds, there were abrasions and some minor injuries on the body.

After a cursory look, I aimed at the corpse's head.

The blood stains from the head wound were purple-black, and judging from this, the time of death was about five days.

Looking at the chest again, the skin and flesh of the valgus are purple-red, which means that the time of death is about three days.

The two wounds gave two different times of death, which was obviously incorrect.

"This man, he died twice!"

I looked up at Wang Yiran, frowned, and said.

"yes, this man died twice!" Wang Yiran said with a wry smile.

It is impossible for a person to die twice, and this person dies twice only to show one point, he cheated the corpse after his death, and then he was killed again.

"Tricked corpse, or what's wrong?" I asked.

"Deceived corpse!"

Wang Yiran smiled bitterly, hesitated and said, "But it's not just as simple as deceiving corpses!" ”

"Tell me what's going on!" I was immediately interested.

"Hmm!"

Wang Yiran thought for a moment and said: "After this corpse was transported, as before, I deliberately took a psychic look, and I saw this corpse sitting in the living room, writing a suicide note!" ”

Speaking of this, Wang Yiran paused again.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"On the suicide note, there are only three words - I want to die!"

Wang Yiran said with a complicated expression: "This person seems to be a demonic barrier, and he has written these three words all over a page, and he has no intention of stopping!" ”

"A page is full, he turns the page and continues to write, and there is no intention of stopping at all!"

"I watched him write for more than ten minutes!"

Wang Yiran stretched out his hand and gestured to a cross, and the curiosity on his face was heavier.

"And then?" I asked.

"And then ......"

A hint of fear flashed on Wang Yiran's face, and he said: "Then I hit my head hard, I fell on the desk, and I saw a hammer out of the corner of my eye!" ”

After speaking, a trace of pain appeared on Wang Yiran's face.

This time, I didn't bother him, for the simple reason that I did.

Wang Yiran can indeed see everything that happened half an hour before the corpse died, but the price is that this is from the perspective of the corpse, that is, he will also experience all kinds of negative emotions such as fear, pain, and resentment that the corpse experienced before death.

Although Wang Yiran's nerves are relatively tough, this kind of pain is not something that anyone can endure.

This is also what I admire about Wang Yiran, after such a long time, he is not crazy, it is already a miracle.

"Just when I thought it was all over, the corpse sat up!"

Wang Yiran spoke again at this time, and a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.