Chapter 145: The Cause of Death Is Wrong
Natural suicide?
What kind of absurd term is this?
It just so happened that Concubine Li also happened to finish the call, and she took the initiative to say when she saw that I was reading the document.
"As you saw just now, she's your main task tonight."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but frown.
"Sister Li, will you let me be an undertaker again, right? Didn't you say last time that you would be the last time? ”
"Anyway, whoever likes to do this job, I won't do it."
With that, I sat down on the couch.
I have a bigger task to accomplish tonight, and I have to go to the spirit realm to ask for answers.
Seeing my refutation of work, Concubine Li was immediately unhappy.
"Han Feiyang, don't think that if I have a good attitude towards you these days, you can act recklessly."
"Work is work, other things are other things, but I know what you're thinking, don't worry, as long as you do this well, I will raise the bonus with the above."
She watched me say this, and I sat on the couch and fell into a wry smile.
What about the capitalists?
Although I love money as much as my life, I really don't look down on this money, if it were changed to another time period, I might have taken it, but now I do have other things to deal with, and I am afraid that this matter will become a burden to me.
Seeing that I remained silent, Li Fei'er sighed and slowly sat down at her desk, first tapping her fingers on the keyboard a few times, and then clicking with the mouse.
"This time the prize money is three thousand, can you do it?"
When I heard the word three thousand, I instantly reminded my interest.
But I had already rejected him just now, if I reacted too violently at this time, wouldn't I be ridiculed by Concubine Li again, saying that I was open-minded when I saw money?
"Actually, I just looked at the information and found that the injuries on this woman's body are a little strange, of course, I don't want to help, I just want to know what it means to commit suicide naturally?"
After hearing my question, I saw Li Fei'er frowning, as if she was not very familiar with the term.
I saw that Concubine Li was silent for a few seconds, and then said with a long hum.
"This woman's family environment is a bit special, she seems to have suffered from depression-related diseases before her death, and her family explained that she was saved from suicide several times, this time it seems to be gas poisoning, and she is the only one in the family, so she missed the best opportunity to save people."
Can gas poisoning alone be considered a suicide? I express my deep bewilderment.
But now that the case has been closed, I don't want to talk too much.
"So do you take it or not? Well? ”
Concubine Li looked at me and asked, with an intriguing expression.
"Pick it up! Of course I have to take it, this is my job, Sister Li rest assured, wrap it up on me. ”
I'm going to verbally agree first, and it's a big deal to mess up the night, and simply deal with a few bruised concealers, and that's it.
But I never expected that Li Fei'er suddenly came to say that she would be funeral tomorrow, and I was stunned for a moment.
"The corpse that was just delivered today will be funeral tomorrow, isn't it a little too early?"
Concubine Li smiled at me.
"You haven't been on the day shift, and there are also corpses sent over that day who will be funeral on the same day, and the corpses sent today will be funeral tomorrow, is there anything strange?"
I smiled awkwardly, I couldn't help it, my plan was in vain.
Soon it was evening, and I was the only one left at the funeral home.
After following the steps to finish my work each evening, I went to the mortuary's office.
The mortuary's office is air-conditioned, and usually, he only goes to this office when he is working.
Huang Ye's body was lying quietly in the office, and I pushed open the door and felt a cold wind slap on my face.
I walked in and turned on the lights in the office, and after arranging all the tools of the undertaker, I carefully lifted the white cloth on Huang Ye's arm.
When I actually saw the wound on Huang Ye's arm, I was directly dumbfounded.
Where is this normal human arm?
From the biceps to the forearm, only a few centimeters of skin are intact? Others are either bruises or marks of knife cuts.
I can understand the words of the knife, and Concubine Li told me just now that Huang Ye has a tendency to depression, and it is very likely that he can't think of moving his own hands, but are these bruises definitely not artificial?
For a while, I suddenly wondered, are there such wounds in other parts of the yellow leaf?
"I'm sorry, Ms. Huang, I'll take a brief look."
After I finished speaking to her, I lifted the white cloth, Huang Ye was wearing short sleeves and long pants, I saw that both arms were injured, I held my breath, I carefully rolled up my trouser legs, and found that there were obvious wounds on my calves.
Can a depressed person have so many injuries on his body?
Then I carefully examined it and found that Huang Ye had a lot of injuries on his body.
Bruises, cuts, burns, all three wounds were staged on her body.
It's hard for me to imagine how much pain she went through during her lifetime.
When I looked up, I saw the soul of the yellow leaf standing right in front of me.
I quickly covered her wound with a white cloth and bowed deeply to her.
"It's okay, you don't have to feel sorry for me."
Her sudden opening stiffened my movements.
I slowly looked up and saw that the wound on her soul was very obvious, and I couldn't help but ask her.
"Are you being bullied?"
After saying that, I kept looking at her, trying to see the expression on her face change.
But Huang Ye showed a very wonderful smile and told me that none of this mattered, the important thing was that she was relieved and very happy.
I don't quite understand it, but I don't dare to delve into it.
I turned my gaze back to her corpse, lifted the white cloth, and began to cover her wounds step by step.
Everyone comes into this world cleanly, and when they leave, they must also be clean.
Huang Ye didn't seem to have any resentment, she just became a simple little ghost, standing next to me and watching, I treated her wounds.
By the time I was done, I found that it was already past one o'clock in the morning.
In the process of processing, a question kept popping up in my mind.
"Isn't this really domestic violence?"
Although the word was a little sensitive, I still had to say it.
When Huang Ye heard my words, she neither shook her head nor nodded, but just kept smiling at me and told me that she was very happy to be relieved.
I don't know how to continue to ask, and I don't dare to arouse Huang Ye's resentment.
To be honest, it was the first time I had ever seen such a high concentration of purity in a spirit body after death.
After all the wounds were treated, Huang Ye said thank you to me and gradually disappeared in front of my eyes.
I took a deep breath, turned off the lights in the room, and went outside to smoke a cigarette in silence.
But just as I was about to smoke my second cigarette, I realized that no matter what I was, I couldn't light the cigarette butt.
There was no wind nearby, and my lighter was still windproof.
This scene made me a little suspicious, I subconsciously looked around, and found that the surroundings were quite normal, there was no very strange phenomenon, I didn't believe in evil, I hit several times in a row, but in the end it still didn't work.