Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 92 Ashes
Lin Xiruo is a workaholic. Once he has a goal, he will not hesitate.While she was speeding forward, she took out her mobile phone and called two teammates to rush to the funeral home immediately to stand by.

"Er Miao, why do we want to arrest Huo Chemical Industry? Is there any connection between him and Taoist Feiyun?" Lin Xiruo asked again after hanging up the phone.

Police officers cannot arrest people casually. To arrest a fire chemical industry worker, they need a legitimate reason, so Lin Xiruo must find out the reason.

"There is an evil method in the evil way. You can use the hair ashes or ashes of the recently deceased to make a clay figurine, then drip it with your own blood, and then recite a spell to summon the soul. The ghost of the deceased will be controlled. Then swing the clay figurine, and the deceased will be The ghost will make corresponding actions." Ding Ermiao slowly explained:

"The evil dog that Sister Caiwei encountered in the morning was made of clay dog ​​made of the dog's ashes. Now, the ghost of the peasant woman who pretended to be a corpse suddenly appeared, which means that her ashes have been made into a clay figure. Can. The cremator of the funeral home is probably the only one who secretly keeps some of the ashes of the deceased?"

"I understand!"

Lin Xiruo suddenly realized: "You mean, the crematorium of the funeral home is related to Taoist Feiyun. It is the crematorium who handed over the ashes of the peasant woman to Taoist Feiyun. Let's seize the cremation industry and follow the vine to find out We can find Taoist Feiyun, right?"

Ding Ermiao chuckled: "Sister is so smart and her analysis is so thorough..."

Is this a compliment or a disservice?Lin Xiruo blushed and glared at Ding Ermiao.

After thinking about it, Lin Xiruo suddenly discovered a possible oversight and asked: "Er Miao, if the ashes of Taoist Feiyun were stolen from the peasant woman's grave, wouldn't we have wronged the cremation industry?"

"Absolutely impossible. As the saying goes, the soul of the deceased has rested in peace. No matter in urban or rural areas, before the deceased is buried, there will be a geographer who simply recites mantras and prays with the family members. After the burial, the soul of the deceased has rested in peace. Generally speaking, There will be no more variables. Therefore, the ashes stolen from the cemetery cannot be used to summon spirits and channel spirits." Ding Ermiao said confidently.

"So this is it...?" Lin Xiruo murmured to himself.

"Actually, the use of ashes to make clay figurines has a long history and is a secret in the clay figurine making industry. Because the ashes contain the remnants of the deceased, the clay figurines made have a little bit of aura and are lifelike."

Ding Ermiao smiled: "Many craftsmen who make clay figures collude with the crematorium employees. They often buy some ashes and add them to the powder to make clay figures. If you don't believe it, you can pay attention to it in the future. Among the clay figures who make clay figures, some of them are lifelike. Tiger clay statues sell for the highest price, because the price of tiger bones is high and the cost of production is high, so the price goes up. As for the clay statues of dragons and phoenixes, no matter how skilled the craftsman is, they cannot make them lifelike. Because... they There’s no place to get the ashes.”

Lin Xiruo frowned: "How do you know so many vulgar things? Oops... Oops! I even bought a few clay figurines and put them at home, and I threw them away when I got back!"

……

In front of the funeral home, Lin Xiruo's two teammates had already arrived one step ahead and were waiting.

"Let me introduce, this is Shi Pingjin, a top student at the police academy. He can draw a portrait of a criminal suspect based on the narration of eyewitnesses. In the mountain city police circles, he is known as Ma Liang, the magic pen." Lin Xiruo introduced to Ding Ermiao : "This Jiang Ming is all my comrade-in-arms."

Ding Ermiao nodded, indicating that they knew each other.Shi Pingjin is thin, has a gentle appearance, and wears glasses for myopia. If he weren't wearing a police uniform, he really doesn't look like a policeman.Jiang Ming is relatively fierce, tall and loud.

The four walked to the funeral home office together, and with the cooperation of the leader on duty, they quickly identified the fireman yesterday morning.

Stoker Sun Chongshu, 45 years old, is an old employee of the funeral home. He is usually honest and everyone calls him Lao Sun.

"Did Lao Sun commit something?" the young leader on duty at the funeral parlor asked nervously.

Lin Xiruo laughed: "No, no, I just asked him to find out the situation. Didn't the peasant woman fake the corpse that day? I want to ask Lao Sun if there was anything weird during the cremation."

After obtaining Lao Sun's home address from the funeral home, the four of them took two cars and rushed to the urban-rural fringe area in the eastern suburbs to arrest him.

The place where Lao Sun lives is called [-] Houses. They are houses privately built by local aborigines. The lanes extend in all directions, but they twist and turn like a maze.

After asking for a long time, the four of them finally came to a small building in the second village.

It was already ten o'clock late at this time, and only one room on the second floor of Lao Sun's house was still lit.

"Is Sun Chongshu at home?" Lin Xiruo knocked on the door.

After knocking seven or eight times, the window of the lighted room upstairs opened, and Old Sun's head popped out: "Who is it? I am Sun Chongshu."

"Open the door and check the water meter." Ding Ermiao said expertly.

Old Sun upstairs was stunned: "Why check the water meter at night?"

Ding Ermiao chuckled: "Then we can check the gas and send express delivery. Anyway, you have to open the door..."

"What are you talking about?"

Lin Xiruo cradled Ding Ermiao with her arm, raised her head and shouted to Lao Sun upstairs: "We are the criminal police of the city bureau. We have something to ask you. It's just a simple visit, don't worry."

Ding Ermiao touched her chest, which hurt from being abducted, and murmured in a low voice: "On TV, plainclothes people all use this trick to trick the door into opening. Why doesn't it work when it's my turn?"

"Interpol?" Old Sun trembled in fright, and then said: "Coming, coming..." There was a sound of footsteps, and he went downstairs.

Lao Sun opened the door downstairs and let the four of Lin Xiruo into the living room, but he rubbed his hands, at a loss.Night owls come into the house and come for anything.In the middle of the night, the criminal police came to the door, is there any good thing?
"You are Sun Chongshu, the fireman of the city funeral home, right?" Lin Xiruo verified the other party's identity first, and then asked: "Yesterday morning, you were responsible for the cremation of that peasant woman named Wu Fengying, right?"

"Wu Fengying? Oh... yes, I was cremated." Lao Sun did not dare to lie and nodded honestly.

Lin Xiruo stopped asking, and walked around Lao Sun with her hands behind her back, her eyes complex and sharp.

This is a common technique used by criminal police to investigate cases and deliberately create psychological pressure on suspects.I crushed you to death and left you with no way to redress your grievances. Anyway, I didn't threaten you, and I didn't punish you. I just watched you.

Under the pressure created by professional police officers, Lao Sun broke out in cold sweat, but he did not dare to ask.

"Now, please tell me truthfully, have all Wu Fengying's ashes been handed over to the family of the deceased?" Lin Xiruo controlled the atmosphere of the scene, and when Lao Zhang was sweating, she suddenly raised her voice and asked coldly .

"Bone, ashes...?" A trace of panic flashed in Lao Sun's eyes, and then he forced himself to calm down and said with a smile: "Of course, all of them will be given to the family members. There is no use leaving those things in the funeral parlor. Besides, Yes, every cremation is supervised by a family member of the deceased on the spot, and if he wants to stay, he can't..."

"You lied!" Old Sun's panic, how could he escape Lin Xiruo's falcon eyes?
She looked closely at Lao Sun: "As far as we know, you secretly sold ashes not once or twice. In the funeral home, other employees personally saw you sneaking ashes out! Moreover, the person who collected the ashes was already under our surveillance. . If he betrays you after being arrested, do you know what the consequences will be?!"

(End of this chapter)