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The old farm leader led us to the back of the last row of freezers, pointing to a dark corner and said that was where he found them.

Police officer Chen lit the flashlight, walked over to look at it seriously, shined on the floor and the ceiling, and nodded thoughtfully.In my opinion, he is just pretending to be aggressive, and with his little knowledge, even I can't keep up.

After watching for a long time, he came out and said to curator Wang: "Old Wang, to be honest, if something like this really happened, you should report it to the police early. It's called insulting a corpse, understand? Even if no one's life is inside, it's also a crime. "

Curator Wang sweated and said, "Don't worry, my brother, I trusted you to find you. If this matter gets out, the funeral home will have to close. If it goes up, the civil affairs department directly under it will be able to make an earthquake; Going forward, dozens of people in the whole museum have to go home to drink the northwest wind, which also affects social stability. Right? If the people don’t raise officials and don’t investigate, I won’t make it too clear.”

Officer Chen chuckled: "It scares you. The more you become an official, the less courageous you become. That's enough, let's not talk about it, master, didn't you let us see the corpse."

Old Tiantou didn't care how the officers were playing riddles, he led us to the west side of the mortuary with his hands behind his back, where there was a black mortuary bed with a dead body on it, covered with a white sheet, how to look at it Infiltrate.

Old Tiantou stepped forward and pulled off the quilt, revealing the dead man underneath.

This is a very thin old man. Although he is wrapped in a thick black Chinese tunic suit, he looks at least three circles thinner than a normal person.You can tell by looking at those hands, they are so pale that they are bloodless, skinny, and to put it bluntly, they look like chicken feet.

This is nothing, the scariest thing is the old man's face.

His head was like a deflated rubber ball, completely deflated.On the face on the head, the facial features were also dented, distorted and deformed, forming a very weird gothic style.To use an inappropriate analogy, it's like someone volleyed hard and poured the ball into the old man's face, which completely deflated him.

I had a low-grade fever. My body was cold and my internal organs were hot. When I saw this strange corpse, I felt weak, my stomach was churning, and I wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit.I suppressed the discomfort and held Peng Gang's arm tightly.

Peng Gang's mother's reaction was even stronger. The moment he saw the corpse, there was a scream, and the voice was almost like a ghost. The scream made my scalp numb and my hair stand on end.The woman rolled her eyelids and fell limply to the ground.

Although police officer Chen was also horrified, he was worthy of being a criminal for many years. Although this scene was weird, it still couldn't frighten him.He reacted quickly and hugged Peng Gang's mother.Peng Gang jumped up and down anxiously, about to go out with his mother on his back.

Officer Chen patted Curator Wang: "You and Xiao Peng sent his mother outside to rest, and he must take good care of it." He turned to look at me: "Xiao Liu, can you do it? How about you go out to rest too rest?"

I really want to go out, but I can't, as soon as I leave, there will be no witnesses on our side.Furthermore, I am extremely curious about this matter, and I especially want to know what brother Peng wants to do.

What Lao Tiantou did next filled me with infinite respect for this man.Don't look at him being foolish and glib, he really has two fucking brushes under his hands.He just pinched the face of the dead man with bare hands like this, and said, "Officer Chen, you don't even use forensic medicine. As soon as I touch it, I can tell that the old man's skull is gone."

Officer Chen hummed: "Is that what you said, the old gentleman with lung cancer?"

"Yes. The guy in the car accident has already been cremated. The old man will be cremated tomorrow, and the family members don't know about it yet, otherwise they could tear down our funeral parlor. Our curator asked the beautician to find a way to prop up the sunken face. As long as you get past tomorrow, no one will know if it burns."

Police officer Chen walked to the corpse bed, took out an oil pen from his pocket, and used the tip of the oil pen to fiddle with the old man's head to check it.

"There seems to be no wound." He said while watching.

Old Tiantou said: "No. After this incident, the people in several of our museums have checked, and there is no wound on the head of the corpse."

"How many of you?" Officer Chen looked at him.

"Oh, me, Xiao Chen, the beautician, and Lao Jiang who burned the corpse. We are the most courageous in the restaurant." Old Tiantou was quite proud.

"What about the back of the head?" Officer Chen said.

"I've checked everything, nothing." Old Tiantou thought the body was a sack, carelessly hugged the old man's body and turned it over, with his back up and his face down.

Police officer Chen leaned over, poked the dead man's head with an oil pen, and examined it carefully.I couldn't see clearly from behind, so I also approached.Officer Chen looked at me and said nothing.Old Tiantou bared his teeth and smiled: "Young man, you are quite courageous. Most people would have been scared away when they saw such a strange corpse."

I have been trained in the field for a long time.That day, Luo Feng's mummified corpse was disintegrated into powder in my hands, and the ashes were sprinkled all over her body.At this time, although I was very cold, and I was tired and afraid of the corpse, but my curiosity to find out what happened was at the top.

I watched from the side, the dead man's hair was messed up.Police officer Chen pawed him down, but there really wasn't any wounds to be seen.

Officer Chen put the pen aside, pinched his waist, and couldn't help muttering to himself: "It's so fucking weird. There is really no wound. No way, I have to find a professional forensic doctor for identification."

Old Tiantou was taken aback: "I said Officer Chen, don't do it. Our curator has explained this matter, and it will be digested internally. You are making such a big deal, and you are both a police officer and a forensic doctor. What will happen then?" I can't bear the big influence, the old man. If these people in the unit are laid off because of this, they can scold me to death, so you can give me a way to survive."

Officer Chen looked at him and knew that the matter was serious and involved a lot.If you really want to investigate further, maybe something will go wrong.But verbally, he is not forgiving: "It's okay not to bark, but you should give me an explanation."

Lao Tian's head is getting bigger, I'm a stinky burner, where can I explain it to you.In a hurry, he opened his mouth and said, "Officer Chen, could it be that, when that pervert stole the skull of the deceased, he didn't take it from the head."

"Where do you get it?" Officer Chen looked at him.

Old Tiantou said: "Could it be possible to dig a hole from the chest or the back of the corpse, and then stick your hand in until it reaches the dead man's head and steal the skull?"

I "puchi" laughed.

Officer Chen also smiled: "Old Tian, ​​old Tian, ​​you think this is a Westerner stuffing turkey for Thanksgiving."

Old Tian's face turned red: "Then I don't know. Hey, by the way, Officer Chen, could it be that pervert who used some kind of medicine to melt his skull? It's like a martial arts novel."

Officer Chen did not speak, stared at the corpse, and shook his head: "Impossible. The skull is the hardest part of the human body. If the drug can corrode it, it will corrode the skin and flesh even more. In fact, the corpse has no skull , the rest are intact. Furthermore, the shape of the skull is irregular, and it is a very delicate operation to remove it entirely. How did that man do it? It’s incredible.”

He took out Brother Peng's photo and looked at it, his eyes were a bit unfriendly.I'm secretly happy, brother Peng, you have played, and you have been blacklisted by the police.

Unexpectedly, Police Officer Chen suddenly turned to look at me: "Xiao Liu, do you know this person well?"

I froze for a moment and said, "I'm not familiar, maybe we met once."

"He really runs the company?" Officer Chen asked.

"This one didn't run away, you can check it carefully. He is not a doctor, and he doesn't know how to operate. He has been running a company during his lifetime..." I said casually.

"Before he was alive?" Old Tiantou was very sensitive to this, and stared at me.

I secretly regretted that I didn't pay attention to my mouth.In fact, I have already guessed how Brother Peng stole the skull of the deceased. Now the two most important questions are, why did he steal the bone to draw a picture of hell?Where is he now?

Police officer Chen asked me what the "before death" method was.Under his sharp eyes, I had no choice but to pick out some unimportant things.I became attached to brother Peng because he died once and went to the underworld.

Old Tiantou and Officer Chen listened attentively without blinking their eyes.As I was talking, suddenly the fluorescent lights in the mortuary "hissed" a few times, flickered suddenly, and the whole room was instantly plunged into darkness.Then, the lights came on again.

I stopped talking, the three of us stood beside the corpse bed, neither of us spoke.

I felt a chill in my heart, not because it seemed like some supernatural event at this time, but because the scene in the mortuary seemed to evoke some kind of memory, it seemed familiar, as if I had seen it in a dream.I was really a little scared, I felt that I was being watched by something, and my skin got goosebumps.

I think of a famous saying by Li Yang: I have a feeling.His words will inevitably be followed by the badly told story of Akira Kurosawa and his brother.

Old Tiantou and Police Officer Chen were well-informed people, although they were scared, they were calm.Old Tiantou's voice trembled a little: "My big police officer, I thought it was evil. This matter should not be under the control of your Public Security Bureau. You should find a Taoist priest to do the practice."

Officer Chen ignored him and said to me, "Xiao Liu, continue talking."

My dear uncle, it's all like this, let me talk about it.I came up with a rather absurd idea. Aren’t the rich second generations of the Lantern League so idle? They can contact the funeral home and organize a midnight ghost story competition in the mortuary.

I stopped talking about sex, and briefly talked about the process, deliberately speaking in a plain way.Before he could say a few words, the tubes of the fluorescent lamps flickered and flickered, and the morgue fell into intermittent darkness.

Suddenly the old Tiantou yelled: "Hurry up!"

The old boy is so anxious, there must be something wrong.I was so frightened that I couldn't bear to blame, I grabbed his hand and asked him to take me out.Before he had gone far, he heard the sound of leather shoes at the door, and curator Wang walked in: "Are you leaving?"

Officer Chen said with a cold face, "It's time to change the light tube in your room."

We came out of the morgue and went outside.The wind was howling, the dark clouds were rolling, the sky was as gray as lead, and paper money was flying around on the road, with a deadly chill.Old Tiantou lit a cigarette with trembling hands: "The one next door to Malay is evil, evil."

"What's wrong?" Officer Chen asked.

Old Tiantou coughed a few times: "I don't know if it's deaf, but I heard crying when the lights flashed."

"What cry?" I asked.

The old Tiantou took a few sharp breaths: "The cry of the corpse! I heard that dead old man crying. Damn, I don't want to talk anymore, I'm in a panic. I hope I heard it wrong." He quickly walked a few steps and disappeared In the funeral crowd ahead.