Zhu Jiangjiang woke up from his dream, turned on his phone and looked at the time, it was already past six o'clock.

Yes, she is in the dormitory right now.

After using the merit leaf in the car yesterday, it can be said that nothing was found, and Zhu Jiangjiang only saw a puddle of minced meat.

Judging from her experience, this puddle of fur meat must be animal, and has nothing to do with humans. This is the end of the matter.

But the strong negative emotions he felt at that moment—excitement, sadness, horror, hatred—mixed together—made Zhu Jiang Jiang involuntarily decide to use the merit leaf again.

This time she assumes that the farmer is the murderer, and she sees the back of a man holding a hoe!

This means that her guess was right, if the farmer hadn't committed the crime, there should have been nothing in the dream, right?

The figure holding the back of the hoe, maybe the farmer who was disposing of the corpse, but maybe the next victim!

At this moment, Zhu Jiangjiang strongly wanted to return to the farmhouse courtyard to find out. But I have no choice but to go to work today, so I still have to deal with the matter at hand first.

"Trouble to restore him to the way he was...... I don't want any of those things. The man handed over a suit with a calm face.

Zhu Jiangjiang hesitated for a moment and looked at the grief-stricken woman on the side.

The woman was dressed in a long black dress, and her long brown hair was neatly tied back at the back of her head.

Although there are a lot of wrinkles on her face, her fair skin is well-maintained and her charm remains, and she can see that she was a Peugeot beauty when she was young.

She was holding a photo album in her hand, and she was constantly showing it to Zhu Jiangjiang, and when she heard the man's words, her hand unconsciously paused.

"Forget it, he's gone......" the woman said hesitantly.

"It's because he's gone. Isn't it neither male nor female when he lives, and neither male nor female when he dies? What kind of fetus will you cast in your next life, will you be a ladyboy? ”

In the face of the man's sudden yelling, the woman was obviously startled, she had tears in her eyes, and her excitement could no longer be controlled.

"I just want him to be himself, can't he be himself even if my son dies?"

"Forget it, you can do whatever you want, at most you will be seen as a joke, what a loving mother and how defeated." The man threw his clothes on the ground and left angrily.

"I'm sorry, Master Zhu, for letting you see the joke." The woman calmed down and pulled out a brand new dress from her bag.

"He hasn't had a picture taken since the surgery. The clothes at home were all thrown away by his father. ”

"Thank you for your hard work, paint him the most beautiful, he loves beauty very much, just let him be himself."

Zhu Jiangjiang took the dress and walked into the beauty room.

VIP No. 103 has delicate facial features, and his skeleton is relatively slender, because he has done breast augmentation, his body curves look graceful, and he can't tell that he is a man just by looking at his face.

"You don't have to rush his face when you wash it later, the makeup on his face is very delicate, I'll make up the foundation for him in a while, and just press the corpse spots on his face."

After Zhu Jiangjiang instructed Datang, he found cotton wool and a small bottle of latex in the tool cart.

No. 103 committed suicide by taking an overdose of sleeping pills, and there were no obvious wounds on the body, so it stands to reason that there is no need for repair fluid.

But his pitted nails and the wounds on his fingertips were too much of an eyesore, and Zhu Jiangjiang planned to make him a simple version of the extension nail for a while to cover up the broken fingers.

After the body was cleaned and disinfected, Zhu Jiangjiang picked up the blade and made two incisions under the armpits on both sides to take out the breast augmentation prosthesis.

Then she hesitated, and replaced the same amount of cotton in Datang's puzzled gaze.

"In order to ensure the safety of cremation, all the prostheses need to be removed before burning." Zhu Jiangjiang explained.

After all the parts of the body were taken care of, Zhu Jiangjiang asked Datang to put on a skirt for No. 103 first.

She took the blade to shave the stubble that came out of No. 103's chin, and touched up some of the melted makeup on his face according to his favorite shade.

Finally, putting on the wig, a beautiful woman lay quietly on the operating table.

"Okay, let's send him to Jixianglou, his parents are waiting in Hall 1."

When eating in the evening, Zhu Jiangjiang obviously felt that the atmosphere in the dining hall was a little strange.

"Master, they said that the incinerator of the operating building was sealed by the Public Security Bureau." Datang Shen mysteriously said the news that he had just inquired about.

"In the morning, the public security bureau came and took some things back for testing, saying that they would wait until the test results came out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to know if they could be unsealed."

"They all said that it was because there was something that shouldn't be burned inside......" In the last sentence, Datang deliberately lowered his voice.

The news came suddenly, and Zhu Jiangjiang was about to send a message to ask Shi Chong, but he didn't expect to receive a call from Shi Chong as soon as he took out his mobile phone.

"Guess what I found in the funeral home's incinerator?" Shi Chong asked.

"Hong Bin?" Zhu Jiang Jiang reacts quickly.

"If I hadn't known you were really lame, I'd have suspected you did. No, it's not impossible to be lame, with your IQ ......"

"Stop. I can't kill him if he's not lame. Zhu Jiangjiang hurriedly stopped Shi Chong's divergent brains.

"Not inside the incinerator to be exact, but a small drop of blood left near the incinerator, which doesn't prove anything." Shi Chong said.

According to Shi Chong, there was a large amount of blood stains on the floor of the operation room, and according to the splashing method, it can be determined that there was a serious violent incident in the operation room.

But unfortunately, due to the daily disinfection of the operation room, no DNA can be extracted from these blood stains.

"Where's the incinerator?" Zhu Jiangjiang still holds on to a glimmer of hope.

"I've brought all the bone fragments left over from the incinerator back to the lab, but there's a good chance I won't find any traces. After all, fully burned bones don't leave any DNA behind, you know. There was also a hint of helplessness in Shi Chong's tone.

Although the incinerator is not a high-precision instrument, only in-house employees know how to use it and have access to the incinerator.

"I checked Lin Anton's account and found that since seven years ago, he has been receiving a remittance from an account on an overseas outlying island every few months. And the amount is not small, a whole one or two million a year. Shi Chong said.

"It's impossible for an ordinary mortuary to make so much money, and no one can hide it from the person next to him, I think there may be clues from his family." Zhu Jiang Jiang pondered.

"That's right. I'm going to visit Anton's family in a few days, do you want to go with me? Shi Chong agreed.

"Okay, what time do you see when to go, I'm going to ask for leave in advance."