After placing the tribute, Wang Yue looked at the crowd around him and frowned.

Without security, what should I do if I lose my tribute?

Children who steal food are going to have a bad stomach~

The popularity of these 22 dead ghosts is so bad that their families are gone, and some of them don't come.

The only good brothers have all been arrested, and there is no master.

So he aimed his eyes at He Qingyuan.

Are the police the victims?

"Officer He, can you see if you can help maintain order and take care of it?"

He Qingyuan is indispensable, he has nothing to do, the current direction of work is Wang Yue and the Osteopathic Hospital, and the other is the burial of the Hao family's army.

"Wang Yue, what process do you have, I can help you."

Wang Yue gave a thumbs up.

No shelf, this is good cop.

"Isn't it simple, the coffin will not be placed, after all, there are too many dead ghosts, there are no family members and mourning, and grooming is also saved..."

"I mean, take all the cumbersome things, pack them directly in the crematorium, come back and sacrifice them, and then bury them in the cemetery!"

Well!

He Qingyuan nodded, and what he said was reasonable.

The key is that there is little money for others, and they are embarrassed to ask for it.

However, seeing so many people at the scene, he had an idea and said: "Something else, can you give us the sacrificial text before the burial?" ”

Wang Yue was stunned.

Of course you can!

One less item is one, someone takes over the manuscript and reads the manuscript, why not.

"This is absolutely okay, then you can help maintain it, send someone to pull the dead ghost with pine nuts, and I'll get the cemetery."

When He Qingyuan heard the cemetery, he immediately nodded, and arranged for Xiao Huang to help, and he was guarding here.

The cemetery is a pit~

It is not only a pit for burying people, but also a pit for money.

60,000 yuan to buy a cemetery, it is really dozens of times worse, that is, Wang Yue is real, otherwise he can't find his next home.

Wang Yue saw that He Qingyuan was easy to speak, and said with an idea: "Officer He, you see that these people are brothers before they were born, and they will be brothers after death, right?" ”

He Qingyuan didn't understand, and said confusedly: "Whether it is a brother after death, we can't control this matter~"

"Why can't you manage it, it's not enough to bury it together, it's good to have a brother who sleeps on the top bunk~"

Brothers sleeping on the top bunk?

He Qingyuan understood.

This is to be buried together, stacked Arhats.

Dig deeper, get a 22-story building out, and just a cemetery will be solved.

Mud horse, Wang Yue, this kid is a good chicken thief~

"No, absolutely not, either you don't do it, you can't leave a handle if you want to do it, don't you always say that the dead are greater?"

He Qingyuan's head shook a rattle, looking non-negotiable.

Seeing Wang Yue's complaining eyes, he sighed and explained quietly in a whisper.

"Wang Yue, this thing is really not good, although the owners did not come to identify the corpse, but they kept an eye on it, and they all said that they wanted to come to incense or something..."

Wang Yue understood.

It turned out that it was all for public welfare, and it was a beating for low-income households to occupy low-rent housing.

If you don't live in a bungalow, a group of people who have never seen the world~

If there is no system reward to follow, Lao Tzu will definitely ignore these dead ghosts.

Scolding in his heart, Wang Yue was ready to honestly go to the cemetery to bargain.

He Qingyuan pulled him and whispered: "Wang Yue, what is in that osteopathic hospital, you give me an explanation." ”

Zhuang Xiaozhou's autopsy report came out.

There was no comminuted fracture, but the leg bone was broken in two places, and the treatment was not timely, and the painkillers in the body exceeded the standard.

Under the effect of analgesics, the patient does not feel pain, which leads to serious infection of internal injuries and causes the most acute waste inflammation.

Death!

So many hospitals don't go, so they go for osteopathy, which eventually leads to being karma.

And the misdiagnosis and mishandling of the osteopathic hospital are even more wolf-hearted.

The cost of 50,000 yuan is a day of painkillers in the end, which is really too dark.

But with these things, at most you will be determined to be a quack, and you can't do anything about the osteopathic hospital.

In the words of the industry, which hospital has not treated a few people~

And the TT in the ambulance is not a big deal.

Although the price of those things is extremely high, there are corresponding things, at most the price bureau fines or closes business for two days...

In the end, there were a lot of doubts, but there was no conclusion with evidence, which made He Qingyuan very helpless.

So he wanted to get some news from Wang Yue.

"Bad, very bad!"

This is Wang Yue's reply.

Compared with the news that He Qingyuan knew, Wang Yue knew even less.

He Qingyuan pulled Wang Yue and didn't let him go, his eyes complaining.

Mud Horse!

I can't do it without taking out the real thing.

Wang Yue pondered for a moment and said.

"600 million malignant charges, 300 million tempting illegal gains, 112 direct and indirect deaths, 96 desecrations of the dead, 50 million gains..."

He Qingyuan's eyes widened.

Even the number and amount of money have come out, there are blasphemy of the dead, I don't know what this is called?

The accountants of the osteopathic hospital don't know as much as Wang Yue!

This kid really has something, and it's very slippery.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was wrong.

The illegal revenue is almost 1 billion, why doesn't anyone report it?

More than 100 people died, and the medical trouble was so serious.

Desecrated 100 corpses, this family must not be turned upside down.

When you encounter a few burials, isn't it directly exposed when you are buried?

He Qingyuan looked at Wang Yue with some confusion.

He wondered if Wang Yue was annoyed by his question, and his mouth was full of nonsense.

Wang Yue shrugged his shoulders and took the big gold cup.

He has said everything, the original words of the system, believe it or not, it is He Qingyuan's business.

Hao Ritian was lifted onto the big gold cup like a frozen salted fish.

As the boss, he still has preferential treatment, which was given by Zhang Song.

At this moment, Zhang let go of the car, although it was a little cold, he still felt right.

With Xiao Huang as his companion, he is also much better.

The car made a big circle and stopped at the Chengnan Cemetery, Wang Yue got out of the car and headed towards a two-story building at the foot of the hill.

The green pines and cypresses on both sides of the cement road lead directly to the small building, and the back of the building is the burial mountain, and the second floor in front of the building is the sales office of the Chengnan Cemetery.

This is a private cemetery, and the owner is a thin man named Meng Sicheng, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and his eyes are rolling around.

Wang Yue had seen it twice and knew that he was a shrewd one.

But there is no way, the lowest end here, the price of the cemetery is more expensive.

To say that this Meng Sicheng is also awesome.

This hill was originally a mass grave, but after he took it down, he asked a Taoist monk to change the feng shui several times, and the name was also changed to the funeral mountain.

And his strategy is also in place, the combination of the top and the bottom of the mountain, the lowest end and the most high-end customers at the same time, stunned to stand out among several cemeteries.

Since then, Meng Sicheng has broadened his horizons, learned advanced ideas, and in order to facilitate purchase and expand his popularity, he built a funeral mountain Lancheng spirit sales branch in the center of the city.

Fashionable enough~

It's enough to pretend to be forced~

Many people still recognize him as such.

With a finger on the sand table, the ancestors' new home has been settled, and there is a kind of momentum of buying a mansion without looking at the house~

Wang Yue was a little tired, if it weren't for the fact that he was looking for Meng Sicheng to bargain in person, he wouldn't have come here.

Facing the big sun to the door of the spirit office, Wang Yue raised his head.

Funeral Hill Funeral Office.

The six gilded characters are the same as those of the osteopathic hospital.

Even the font is the same, obviously from an advertising agency.

Wang Yue glanced at it, and his eyes flashed by the big words.

This gave him a bad feeling.

The dead ghost master once said that when you enter the door, you should first look at it, which is a sign of suffering a loss and entering the pit!

Could it be that today's bargaining will not be successful, or what kind of moth Meng Sicheng is going to make?