Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 11
Scarface was numb.

He has been messing around for most of his life, and he has never seen any big storms. He never imagined that one day he would fall on the word "rest assured"...

He vowed that if he could leave alive this time, he would burn incense in the temple every time he heard this word in the future.

He was desperate, but the short man persisted. Even though the latter could see no way out, he was unwilling to give up.

He thought about it carefully, and thought that the two of them were not guilty of death at all. As a decent department that followed the rules, the Bureau of Removal of Prohibition would definitely not kill them.

There is hope in life.

So he patted Scarface on the shoulder, and said firmly, "Don't worry..."

Scar's face trembled all over, and he covered his ears in pain.

"Please! I can't hear, I can't hear anything!"

"..."

Lu Zhan ignored the inexplicable two people, he asked others to keep an eye on them, and then walked to Bai Mo's side.

First, he looked at the female corpse carefully for a moment, and a thought came to his mind, then he looked down at Bai Mo.

Bai Mo picked up the fallen yellow talisman from the ground, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

He remembered that this piece of paper just fell from the head of the humanoid air conditioner, and a similar thing was pasted on the door of the house in his cemetery.

"I understand."

Before Lu Zhan had time to explain, Bai Mo muttered, "This should be the trademark of a certain air conditioner, so the paper on my door was pasted by the air conditioner..."

Lu Zhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he even had a strange idea, maybe the city prison plan was a bit redundant, why did he feel that the S-Gravekeeper could make himself limping...

However, in order to avoid Ye Chang's dream, he still straightened his expression and said seriously: "Mr. Bai, many things here may be used as evidence, and they cannot be moved casually."

When Bai Mo heard this, he seemed to have gotten carried away, so he quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Captain Lu, I..."

Lu Zhan smiled slightly: "It's okay, thank you for providing us with clues, and if you encounter any problems in the future, you must contact us as soon as possible."

"Definitely, keep in touch."

Lu Zhan nodded in satisfaction, pondered for a while and then felt something was wrong——

No, what is constant contact?
Co-authoring a taboo sequence with you and fighting crime every day?
Thank goodness you don't sin!
"By the way, police officer," Bai Mo reminded without paying attention to Lu Zhan's expression, "I'm sorry to trouble you about finding the body."

"Don't worry, we will do our best."

Lu Zhan replied, suddenly felt something in his heart, but turned around but found nothing.

"Strange, why does it feel like someone was looking at me just now?"

He shook his head, not noticing at all, his scarred face covered his face in pain, looking hopeless.

……

Seeing Bai Mo's figure go away, Lu Zhan breathed a sigh of relief.

He put the talisman paper back on the female corpse's head, then walked to the translucent coffin and looked at the corpse inside quietly.

Inside the coffin was a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen, with a pale complexion and a peaceful expression, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Xiaowen is dead...why no one notified me?"

With his back to everyone, his voice was very low, his expression was calm, his fists were clenched and then loosened, and he seemed a little at a loss.

No one answered.

"Seal the coffin, send a few people to guard it, don't touch the corpse inside, and... take off the sign outside and send it to my car, it should be able to sell for a few dollars later."

After a long while, Lu Zhan put away all his emotions and pulled out a relaxed smile.

"Huangquan's signboard is estimated to be less and less valuable, and the words 'Huangquan extradition' are almost stigmatized."

He shook his head and waved to the others. They left the coffin shop with their scarred faces, intending to take them back for interrogation.

Seeing that Lu Zhan had no intention of attacking the female corpse, the short man was slightly relieved.

The streets of Lambay Street were empty, the doors on both sides were closed, and the air was eerily quiet. Everything seemed to be the same as when everyone first came in.

But Lu Zhan stopped suddenly, and he felt something unusual——

"Oh!"

As if to confirm his conjecture, a loud gunshot came from a distance, and when he turned around suddenly, he saw that the scarred face was bleeding profusely from his chest, and it seemed that he would not live long.

"I fucking... just knew..."

Scarface seemed to have expected this scene a long time ago. Before he died, he stared at the short man, his lips twitched, and before he could say anything, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he fell to the ground.

he died.

"It's a sniper! Pay attention to concealment!"

Lu Zhan's face sank like water, he quickly found a cover, and shouted behind him, "Protect the prisoners, the other party is probably targeting them!"

If it wasn't for a mental twitch, few people would take action against the banning bureau, not to mention that the sniper greeted Scarface with the first shot, and his purpose was almost ready to come out.

The short man was not stupid, so he rolled and hid behind a big tree, and quickly sensed the presence of zombies.

In the sealed coffin shop, a piece of talisman fluttered down, and the female corpse in a costume opened her eyes and burst out of the door.

The short man had already given up hope, but at this moment his face was filled with joy: "Hey, did you respond?"

Noticing the movement behind him, Lu Zhan's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly scolded: "Are you looking for death? City No. [-] cannot use extraordinary abilities!"

The gravekeeper may not have gone far!

The short man snorted, how could he care about these rules at the moment of life and death: "I'm about to die, so I still have to obey your rules?"

"I just want to..."

"Oh!"

Before he could finish speaking, the deafening gunshot rang out again. He lowered his head and stared blankly at his open chest.

The gunshots came from behind everyone!
... There is more than one person on the other side, and there is a sniper behind the street!

The short man fell to the ground with a bang, and made a choke with all his strength, making the zombie stand by on the spot.

The female corpse that was rushing over had a feeling, but instead of stopping, its eyes turned red instantly, and it turned around and jumped in the direction of the gunshot.

Seeing the two prisoners die in front of him, Lu Zhan felt a violent emotion in his heart, but he always maintained his rationality and did not let his subordinates show their heads to check.

Lanbei Street is too turbulent, and everyone will be exposed to the sniper rifles if they move. Although the opponent may not continue to shoot, he can't make fun of the lives of his subordinates.

Holding his breath and concentrating, he came to the short man one after another, and said loudly: "Tell me, what do you know!"

The short man seemed to have some kind of terrifying means, and he was still holding his breath when his chest was pierced, but it seemed that he couldn't live for too long.

This was obviously not expected by the sniper, so he did not make up for the second shot in time.

What's more, the other party is being hunted down by the female corpse at this time.

"Scar told me that he was looking for a suitable body for a big man in a group."

"Group...Xinhai Group?" Lu Zhan frowned slightly, and asked, "Which big shot?"

"I didn't dare to ask more, and he didn't dare to say more."

"And what else do you know?"

"All he wants are young corpses... The man should not be very old, and he may be planning for a certain young man."

Lu Zhan didn't expect the other party to be so cooperative. He looked at the bloody hole in the other party's chest and knew that this guy was hopeless.

"Captain Lu," the short man didn't care about his body, he said weakly, "I want to ask you something."

Lu Zhan was silent for a moment, then calmly said, "Say it."

"I know I deserve what I did, and I deserve it when I die...but my zombie is innocent, and I hope that after my death, the Bureau of Restriction will treat her well."

"The zombie is made of my wife... I am a coward, and I couldn't make her live a good life, so I had to make her into a zombie, open a coffin shop for her to enjoy the blessings, and use the money from selling the corpse to pay for it." Nurturing her..."

"She is very timid. She has never hurt anyone before or after death. The blood I drink is all my own and bought from the black market. I beg you, please don't send her to the restricted area to explore the way."

The Bureau of Removal of Prohibition acts ruthlessly. For vicious criminals or uncontrollable creatures, they often use everything they can to send them to the most dangerous restricted area to find their way.

"Let her take care of the nursing home, she is very obedient, I beg you, Captain Lu!"

Lu Zhan was expressionless: "The zombie will go crazy without a master, unless you use your heart and soul to change her to a new master."

"Blood from my heart..." the short man murmured, "It's okay, I'm about to die, I just took my blood from my heart."

"Your fate is not worthy of sympathy, but for the sake of intelligence, I promise you."

"thanks……"

The short man believed in Lu Zhan's promise, he forced a smile, and lay on the ground half dead.

The air at the scene became quiet, and no one said a word, listening to the continuous gunshots and hissing roars in the distance——

The female corpse is fighting with snipers.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a movement in the distance.

A blood-covered female corpse jumped over, her costume was torn, her body was covered with bullet marks, and one arm was bent back strangely, making her look quite ferocious.

Zombies are ferocious, everyone was secretly on guard, but seeing the female corpse, she jumped to the side of the short man without even looking at them, and remained motionless.

"What's wrong today, my spells are always out of order, didn't I tell you to stay where you are..."

The short man looked at the female corpse with difficulty, and many past events suddenly appeared in his mind.

When he was young, he was used to being undisciplined, and he was easy to gamble if he was not motivated. He gambled from a young age to a big gambler, always thinking of winning a large sum of money and then traveling around the entire safe zone.

At that time, the female corpse was just his girlfriend, pulling his ears every day to tell him to quit gambling, but he still went his own way, and didn't wake up until he lost until he owed a whole lot of debt.

But it was too late to regret at that time, he was penniless, and all his relatives and friends avoided him. When he thought about the gloomy life afterwards, he almost understood himself.

It was raining that day, he was beaten up by debt collectors, and he lay on the corner of the street like a dead dog, and no one cared for him for a long time.

In the heavy rain, my girlfriend didn't know how to find him. She was soaked, and she just stood in the rain and asked him if he was awake.

He said he woke up.

The girl looked at him, smiled suddenly, and said that it's good to wake up, it's all right, let's go home.

The two got married, and the wife used all her savings to support them through a very difficult period of time. The days were very hard, and they didn't know that they persisted, and they didn't want to recall that time.

But he still can't forget the words that his wife often said during that time.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

He really quit gambling. Not only did he slowly pay off all his debts, but he also accidentally discovered and learned the method of cultivation—the method of controlling corpses.

He became a transcendent person admired by everyone.

Practitioners who control corpses are rare, but there are many things they can do. Many big companies have offered him olive branches and lured him with generous terms.

At that time, extraordinary stars were popular, and special extraordinary people could make countless money by just setting up their personal profile.

He is not tall but looks good, and he also has a rare and mysterious method of controlling corpses. The company hopes that he can pack himself well, and it is best to cut off the past so as not to leave a dark history.

But he refused all invitations without hesitation, because his wife never trusted these so-called big companies.

Of course, the main reason for his refusal was that what these companies said was cutting off the past... including abandoning his current wife.

He didn't like to stay in one place for too long, and planned to find a serious job by means of the corpse control method, and take his wife to travel around when he earned enough money.

However, before he could tell his wife his plan, she died of illness.

She was only in her early thirties when she died. In the good years before, she endured hardships and hardships, and finally passed away when she could enjoy the blessings.

He thought it was unfair, damn it to himself.

The wife was stinky and beautiful, but she rarely bought cosmetics, and occasionally bought the cheapest one.

She likes operas of the old era, but she has never been to the scene to listen to them. It is clear that there is a theater outside their house, and it costs only a few dollars.

His wife died, so logically he could apply for a job in a big company, but he didn't.

He happened to think of a sentence in the corpse control law - zombies have spirits.

If it is properly cultivated, it is possible for zombies to come back to life.

So he hesitated for a long time, and chose to turn his wife into a zombie.

He opened a coffin shop on Lambert Street, guarding the red coffin all day long, bought a whole set of costumes for his wife, and changed them every day, burned the best paper money, and used the most expensive cosmetics.

It's like making up for past regrets.

However, perhaps because of the lack of nagging from living people, in order to preserve zombies, he actually took the detour of trading corpses.

Many things have their own definite number.

Now the retribution came, and he was going to die.

The first half of his failed life flashed before his eyes like a fleeting glance. The short man looked around and found that the one he was most sorry for was his wife who died early.

Looking at the ashen face of the female corpse, he silently said sorry.

But the female corpse obviously couldn't respond to his intentions, and just stood motionless beside him with a blank expression.

He looked at the other party with nostalgia, hating himself for not being able to wait until the day when his wife came back to life, all kinds of emotions in his heart were churning, but when they came to his mouth, only five words remained.

"Don't worry, it's alright."

He believed in Lu Zhan's promise that if the body was kept long enough, his wife might really come back to life.

He hid a lot of money in their home, and if his wife was resurrected, he could use his long life to enjoy happiness...

His thoughts stayed at this moment, he tilted his head, and suddenly lost his breath.

The female corpse remained motionless and froze in place, with no joy or anger on her face, like a machine that had lost its operator.

However, everyone was stunned, this scene is actually very unreasonable——

As Lu Zhan said, in most cases, zombies who lost their owners would go crazy, but this female corpse did not.

Lu Zhan watched quietly. Behind him, a group of police officers seemed to have forgotten the snipers hiding in the dark, and were staring at the female corpse.

Suddenly, they saw the female corpse move.

The female corpse jumped a few times on the spot, as if adjusting its body shape, then fell back straight and lay beside the short man.

She had no expression on her face, turned her head to look at the short man, and closed her scarlet eyes.

The hand covered with sharp nails touched the blood-stained hand, and on the ring finger, two plain rings seemed to flicker.

"Lu Corps, this..."

Everyone opened their mouths, they had never seen such a thing.

"It seems that we can't keep our promise..." Lu Zhan muttered to himself.

This female corpse has obviously become sane, unwilling to be separated from her master... no, unwilling to be separated from her husband.

He hadn't seen anything like this either.

If this female corpse is given time, she might really come back alive one day, but...

Lu Zhan looked at the female corpse lying quietly beside the short man.

"Forget it." After a moment of silence, he shook his head lightly and said, "If it's safe later, you can find a place to light a fire and cremate the two of them together."

"By the way, remember to burn it clean."

……

Before long, Lambert Street was ablaze, and the black smoke was absorbed by some kind of barrier.

The two corpses were motionless, lying quietly among the beating flames, falling into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)