Chapter 22: The Corpse Will Move?!
When Ye Yan saw that Liu Yanran had arrived, he took Zhang Youcai and He Yong and walked towards the door of the hotel.
When the female receptionist saw that the person who came to pick up Ye Yan turned out to be a luxury car girl who was not only graceful and stunner-like, but also had a dignified and well-mannered manner, her psychology of wanting to climb her "Brother Ye" suddenly became half cold.
After what happened just now, she didn't want to mess with a rich daughter who didn't know which ancestral family it was. So it's better to be honest yourself. If Ye Yan was really interested in herself, if she was a fish she could catch, then he would definitely take the initiative to contact her.
At this moment, Liu Yanran, who arrived at the door of the hotel, had already put away the license plate of "national security" specially approved by the bureau, after all, his current identity is Ye Yan's assistant...
Inside the Maserati compartment.
"Let me introduce to you, this is my assistant, surnamed Liu, and he is also an expert in metaphysics." Ye Yan introduced Liu Yanran to Zhang Youcai and He Yong, and then also introduced their identities to Liu Yanran.
Although the two people sitting in the back seat are both wealthy and wealthy masters who have seen countless people in the world, they still can't help but be amazed when they see Liu Yanran. After all, no man can refuse Liu Yanran's natural and beautiful temperament.
"Brother Ye, is there anything to deal with when you go to the fire field so late and in such a hurry?" Liu Yanran asked tentatively.
"Well, it's a corpse." Ye Yan said lightly.
"A corpse?" Liu Yanran asked rhetorically.
"Well, yes. The deceased's name is Liu Chuang, male, 28 years old. Liu Village, married, the cause of death is death, the cause is sudden cardiac death, after death, the body has undergone two high temperature cremations of 900 degrees and 1500 degrees, but both failed, and now the body is still intact and healthy in Director He's funeral home. ”
"The dead who can't burn... This... What the hell? After hearing Ye Yan's introduction, Liu Yanran also wondered in her heart.
After a while, several people first came to Ye Yan's white shop, accompanied Ye Yan to pick up the guy, and then drove directly to the funeral home on the outskirts of the city.
As the car gradually drove out of the city, Liu Yanran also began to accelerate and stepped on the accelerator.
Finally, after the Maserati was speeding at 120 mph for a while, the four of them came to the backyard of the funeral parlor in H City.
In the dark night, in the empty backyard of the funeral home, in addition to a bright Maserati headlights, there is also a gloomy atmosphere full of death and the rustle of leaves blown by the wind from time to time.
"Master Ye, why don't we come back tomorrow during the day, you see it's so late today..." Zhang Youcai asked tentatively with a slight retreat.
"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, as long as Brother Ye and I are here, you will never be fine," Liu Yanran said categorically.
After the four of them unbuckled their seat belts and got out of the car, He Yong led the three of them to the morgue of the funeral home.
In order to ensure that the body does not decompose, the funeral home will control the temperature in the morgue to a very low temperature that does not freeze the body.
Being in this lifeless, gloomy and cold environment, and looking at the corpse with a name tag on the toes lying in the room, I recalled the purpose of the dead man's trip and the time of half past one in the morning, not to mention Zhang Youcai, He Yong, who has been in and out of the funeral home all the year round, couldn't help but shiver in his legs at this moment.
After taking a few steps into the morgue with the three of them, He Yong stopped in front of a rectangular tin box-like object more than one person long.
"What is this?" Ye Yan opened his mouth and asked.
"Master Ye, Miss Liu, this is the warehouse we used to transport the corpse, and this is the corpse inside. Because it was weird, I locked him inside. He Yong replied.
"Curator He, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to open it." Liu Yanran said to He Yong.
"No trouble, no trouble, as long as you can solve this thing, you can let me do anything" He Yong said as he took out a silver-white metal key from under the warehouse, and then used this key to open the corpse warehouse in front of him.
The moment the warehouse was opened, what caught everyone's eyes was a young male corpse that was firmly tied to the corpse barn board with a chain wrapped around the body.
"Ahh
He Yong, who saw the corpse, couldn't help screaming and then fell to the ground, and kept muttering:
"It's impossible... It's impossible..."
"Curator He, what's wrong with you, what's impossible?" Liu Yanran asked while stepping forward to support He Yong.
"It... It·· It's moving..." He Yong was so frightened that he said breathlessly.
"Lao He, don't be scary, I told you that people are scary, but they are scary to death" At this moment, Zhang Youcai's nerves were almost tense, and he pulled Ye Yan's arm and said to He Yong tremblingly.
"Look at his hands... Look at his hands! He Yong grabbed Liu Yanran's arm and forcibly maintained the support of standing, and then pointed to the corpse in front of him tremblingly and shouted.
Due to the low temperature environment of the corpse warehouse for a long time, a thin layer of cold mist has condensed on the surface of the warehouse board.
But at this moment, the cold mist under the hand of the male corpse in front of him actually showed traces of palm movement!
Liu Yanran looked at the corpse and said to Ye Yan:
"There are also signs of movement in the position of the legs."