We returned to the Ningzhou funeral home at night to investigate the situation, the main purpose was to avoid the curator Tang Xiujie and conduct a separate investigation of the security guard Pan Chao.

Because of Pan Chao, he must know something.

When we arrived at the guard room, Pan Chao went out on patrol alone, leaving an old security guard in his forties, Li Haoyan, happily playing with his mobile phone in the guard room.

After inquiry, we found that Li Haoyan's evaluation of Pan Chao was full of disdain, saying that others were very stupid and stupid, did things with tendons, didn't like to talk, and was a stuffy oil bottle, young, but very bold. In order to earn a little more, he came to the night shift every night, and occasionally went to the cremation room to work part-time as a cremation chemical during the day.

While we were chatting, Pan Chao came back from patrol with a flashlight.

"How's it going, is there anything out of the ordinary?" Li Haoyan asked with disdain.

Pan Chao looked at him blankly and muttered in a low voice: "No." ”

"These two have something to do with you, you can talk to them." Li Haoyan stood up, stretched a big lazy waist, took the flashlight from Pan Chao's hand, and went out on patrol.

Pan Chao lowered his head, silently walked into the guard room, took out his cup from the drawer, and took a sip of water.

"I've seen you." He sat down in his chair and said a light word to us.

"Do you know who we are?" I asked him with a smile.

Pan Chao nodded: "Police." ”

He's really a stuffy bottle, he speaks in a very small voice and has no emotions, like a robot.

"Do you work the night shift here every day?" I asked him.

Pan Chao still nodded, and replied solemnly: "Yes." ”

"Aren't you scared to be on the night shift at the crematorium and go out on patrol alone?" I asked him again.

"Don't be afraid."

Pan Chao cherishes ink like gold, I ask him anything, he answers, the answer is very simple, can say one word less is a word. And he only opened his mouth slightly, and his mouth didn't move, and if he closed his mouth a little more, I suspected that he was communicating with us in ventriloquism.

"You also work part-time in the cremation industry?" Seeing him talking so unenergetically, I don't know why, I suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable sleepiness.

"Yes." Pan Chao was still expressionless, and said quietly.

"I see that you are quite skilled in cremation work, do you often go part-time?" I asked him about his work in the cremation room.

"I don't go often, and when there are not enough people, Director Tang will ask me to help." Pan Chao said slowly, this sentence is the sentence with the most words he has said so far.

"How many times have you done cremation so far? How many bodies have been cremated? I also learned his tone and asked him lightly.

"I can't remember, a dozen times." Pan Chao thought for a moment and gave a somewhat vague answer.

I heard the old security guard Li Haoyan say that Pan Chao went to the cremation room to work part-time in order to make money, and I asked him: "You go to the cremation industry part-time, how do you calculate the salary?" ”

"Burn once and give money once, and sometimes give me one or two pieces of jewelry." Pan Chao said lightly.

Regardless of whether he is really stupid or fake stupid, at least he is much more honest than Tang Xiujie, today in the cremation room, Li Meng asked Tang Xiujie what to do with the gold, silver and jade taken from the deceased, and Tang Xiujie's answer was to return it to the deceased's family.

But Pan Chao generously admitted that they "ransacked" the body of the deceased.

Seeing that he was honest and honest, I stopped beating around the bush, but asked him directly: "I heard that the curator Tang Xiujie wanted to transfer you to the cremation room to do cremation, but you refused?" ”

Pan Chao's expression still did not change, and he said coldly: "Yes." ”

"Why did you refuse?" I'm curious.

"Because I don't want to." He looked me in the eye and replied emotionlessly.

"But the cremation industry earns a lot of money, and the work is relatively easy, both the salary and benefits are better than the security guards. The funeral home is a public institution, and there is a chance to become a regular employee in the cremation industry, which is a good opportunity to fall from the sky. I asked him seriously.

Pan Chao didn't feel that this was any good at all, and replied nonchalantly: "I don't want to go." ”

His tone made me feel very uncomfortable, and I felt like a hot face was pressed against a cold ass. But seeing that he spoke in this tone all the time, it was nothing.

It's just that I really can't think of a reason for him to refuse this beauty difference, Tang Xiujie has mentioned many times that the funeral home has a large vacancies, and often faces a shortage of manpower. Pan Chao is honest, and his cremation skills are also good, if nothing else, he will be transferred to work in the cremation room, and he will soon be able to become a regular and get an iron rice bowl, even if he is not regular, the salary and benefits are much better than that of the security guard. It's strange to be able to make money without getting tired from work.

"Didn't you ask to work the night shift and go to the cremation room to work part-time to make money?" I asked him, puzzled.

Pan Chao's eyes are very small, and with his facial expression without any emotion, coupled with his flat tone, it is simply a piece of wood.

But this time, I saw a subtle change in his very small eyes.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little nervous.

Immediately afterward, he replied, "No. ”

No?

His answer surprised me, that is to say, he didn't work the night shift and work part-time in the cremation industry to make more money?

So why is he?

At this moment, I suddenly felt that he might know some secret that no one else knew.

And, most likely, it was to help others hide something shady.

Thinking of this, I immediately asked him, "Did Tang Xiujie force you to do this?" ”

Pan Chao's eyes instantly regained calm, and he replied lightly: "No one forced me." ”

I thought for a moment and decided to go straight to the crux of this matter, and asked him directly: "Do you know that Tang Xiujie often cremates some corpses of unknown origin in violation of regulations at night?" ”

If Pan Chao answers in the affirmative, we can continue to investigate.

If he decides to hide something, we'll find a way to dig deeper.

At this moment, Pan Chao's expression was slightly frightened, but he still answered me in a tone without any emotion: "I don't know. ”

He replied that it was not clear, not yes or no.

This also just shows that Tang Xiujie did secretly cremate the body in violation of regulations at night, but he didn't know the details of the matter.

This is definitely a significant development on the merits!

"Does he often ask you to help dispose of corpses when you're on your night shift?" I deliberately led him to tell him what he knew.

Pan Chao didn't answer me, but subconsciously glanced out the window.

He's looking, he's scared.

"You don't have to be afraid, you can say whatever you know, we are the police, and we will protect your personal safety." I said in a firm tone, hoping to bring him safety.

He looked at me blankly and nodded slightly.