Uneasy

Chapter 12: A Skeleton Becomes a Human (1)
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In the laboratory building of the police station, Zhou Yuanyi and forensic doctor Xiao Gao listened to Feng Santing explaining the details of the night funeral to them.Although Xiao Gao even took out a notebook to record Feng Santing's words in a serious manner, but in fact, the two of them just regarded all this as a rather black humorous farce.

It's not a bad thing to be a bystander once in a while.

With a mentality of "unappreciated for their talents", they expected the leaders of the police station to make a fool of themselves in front of the world.

According to the customs of the "Heisha tribe", no one can speak during the funeral at night.As long as someone makes a sound during the funeral, ghosts and ghosts will be attracted to take the skin of the "murderous dead".It is a trivial matter to bring back the soul from a dead body. The fact that the deceased cannot enter the five reincarnations is a major matter that affects the family.

A few years ago, a horror novelist named Zhuang Qin wrote a novel called "Night Burial" based on the custom of the "Heisha tribe", which described the whole process of the funeral at night in detail. The response was great.Zhou Yuanyi likes to read thriller novels, and he happened to have read this book before. At that time, he thought it was just the author's fabrication and imagination, but he didn't expect to experience it himself now.

Since they cannot speak during the funeral, the coffin bearers have to use other methods to communicate with each other.In fact, the people of the "Heisha Clan" do have their own local methods.Usually during the funeral, there will be a Mr. Yin and Yang in a Taoist robe walking in the front to guide the coffin bearers.Mr. Yin Yang will hold a banner in one hand and a clapper in the other, and knock on the clapper while walking.The crisp sound of clappers will be long and short.For example, two long beeps represent a flat road ahead, two short beeps represent an obstacle ahead, one long and one short represents a left turn ahead, one short and one long represents a right turn ahead, and repeated crackling sounds represent a short break.

There are also many such codes, which have become the unique method of communication between Mr. Yin Yang and the coffin bearer.This is a very typical folk code, which comes from the wisdom of the predecessors and the word of mouth of the descendants.

Feng Santing is Mr. Yin and Yang of the "Heisha Clan".

At this moment, what Zhou Yuanyi and Xiao Gao need to learn is precisely these codes that are used as contact methods.

However, when Feng Santing was halfway through his speech, Zhou Yuanyi's cell phone rang suddenly.Under Feng Santing's sullen gaze, Zhou Yuanyi stood up nonchalantly, walked to the corridor, and answered the phone.

The call was from Chen Ziyan.

After Zhou Yuanyi heard about Wang Shengyang's reappearance in the parking lot, he couldn't help thinking, if the person who attacked Tang Yifei last time was also Wang Shengyang, then why did Wang Shengyang say the words "final judgment" when he attacked her?Will there be any special purpose?
Thinking of this, Zhou Yuanyi couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.He shook his head vigorously to wake himself up a little.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yuanyi immediately made arrangements to ask his subordinates to investigate the whereabouts of the off-road vehicle as quickly as possible, and it is best to find Wang Shengyang in the shortest possible time.

After making a few phone calls, Zhou Yuanyi calmly returned to the room, ready to continue listening to Feng Santing's explanation of all the codes for the funeral at night.But when he walked into the room, he saw Feng Santing was frowning tightly, his eyes were full of anxiety, as if he had encountered a difficult matter.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yuanyi asked in surprise.

Then Feng Santing said gloomily: "It's too bad, I forgot that Feng Shu's body has turned into a skeleton...According to our customs, when the coffin is put into the grave, the coffin lid is to be opened so that all the mourners can see the deceased again." One last look. It would be a big taboo if the mourners saw that the deceased had turned into a skeleton instead of a complete body. Not only would Feng Shu’s burial ceremony be flawed, but it would also bring several lifetimes to the mourners bad luck..."

What a superstition!Zhou Yuanyi said to himself secretly in his heart.But in front of Feng Santing, he had to ask gently: "Teacher Feng, what do you think should be done?"

After pondering for a long time, Feng Santing said: "In the TV series on solving crimes, I saw that the police had some experts who could restore the original appearance of the deceased based on the skeleton. Captain Zhou, can you help me to invite these experts? If it is difficult , I can ask the leaders of the Bureau of Ethnic Affairs and the Bureau of Religious Affairs to coordinate and help you."

Zhou Yuanyi couldn't help smiling wryly: "Such experts do exist, but we don't have them in the police station—even in the national police circle, there are only a handful of portrait restoration experts. And even if there are portrait restoration experts in our police station , and it is impossible to restore the appearance of the deceased in a few hours, this is a complicated task, and it cannot be completed in a few weeks."

"Then what should we do? It's too bad..." Feng Santing rubbed his hands, anxiously tearing up.

Xiao Gao blinked and gloated, "Teacher Feng, I'll show you the way. Why don't you go to the funeral parlor and find a makeup artist."

Hearing these words, Feng Santing jumped up like a hornet's nest and yelled angrily, "What do you mean? You are not serious! My nephew is dead, and he died so badly." The dead are the big ones, are you joking like this? I will immediately call the Bureau of Ethnic Affairs and the Bureau of Religious Affairs and ask them to report you to your leader!"

Xiao Gao smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Feng, I'm not joking. Have you ever seen the deceased after a car accident? Most of the victims of car accidents with head injuries have almost lost half of their heads. You know, before cremating the deceased, the funeral home The family members of the deceased have to bid farewell to the body in the memorial hall, so the make-up masters in the funeral parlor can use cardboard and flour to reshape the head of the deceased according to the photos of the deceased before his death, so that the farewell ceremony of the body can go smoothly."

Feng Santing's anger immediately disappeared when he heard the words. After rolling his eyes a few times, he asked Zhou Yuanyi: "By the way, what is the name of the cemetery where Feng Shu will be buried?"

Zhou Yuanyi glanced at the notepad, and replied: "It's called Yuanbao Villa, a very large cemetery. This cemetery is located on the outskirts of the city, backed by forests, and occupies an entire mountain. It is so named because the shape of the mountain resembles a piece of gold ingot. "

"Is there a make-up artist in this cemetery?"

"This cemetery belongs to the municipal funeral home, so there should be a corresponding makeup artist."

"Okay, Captain Zhou, please help me contact the make-up artist of this cemetery immediately, and ask him to restore Feng Shu's skeleton into a complete appearance."

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Because Feng Shu's funeral was of great importance, the reply from Yuanbao Villa was very straightforward. They would immediately send the most skilled make-up artist to the police station, and they would arrive before two o'clock in the afternoon.As long as the family members of the deceased prepare a few photos of the deceased in advance, and provide physical characteristics such as the height and weight of the deceased.

After hearing the news, Feng Santing immediately turned around and went down the inspection building, looking for someone else to ask for Feng Shu's photo.

After watching Feng Santing go downstairs, Zhou Yuanyi shrugged helplessly and said, "This is really troublesome."

Xiao Gao smiled and said, "Actually, the portrait restoration technology mentioned by Feng Santing just now is quite interesting."

"What's the point?"

"Indeed, there are only a handful of experts in portrait restoration across the country, but I just saw a new piece of information on the internal network of the public security--the School of Computer Science of Public Security University in the provincial capital has newly developed a high-tech software. The remaining skull of the deceased, input the data into the software, and after computer calculation, the original portrait of the deceased can be obtained. Although this research has not yet passed the appraisal of the expert group, the results obtained may not be particularly accurate, but it may be possible Eighty-nine is not far from ten."

Zhou Yuanyi narrowed his eyes and asked, "If you input data, how long will it take to get the original portrait?"

"Hehe, I don't know either. But the speed of computer calculation is much faster than the speed of manual sculpture, right? Maybe it can be done in a few minutes." Xiao Gao replied.

Zhou Yuanyi pondered for a moment, and said: "Well, we have always had doubts about whether the owner of that skeleton is Feng Shu. If we can contact the Public Security University in the provincial capital, let their experts analyze this skeleton , we can know the identity of the deceased."

But he immediately frowned again and said, "Now that the skeleton has been placed in the coffin, how can we find the opportunity to scan the skeleton?"

Xiao Gao blinked and laughed badly: "Didn't Feng Santing invite the make-up artist from the cemetery to repair the skeleton? How can the skeleton be repaired unless it is taken out of the coffin? As long as the skeleton can be taken out, the skeleton can be scanned naturally!"

In the dressing room of Yuanbao Shanzhuang Cemetery, Mo Feng was busy standing in front of the cement dressing table.In front of him lay a female corpse missing half of her head.Brain and blood were mixed into a mass of filth, congealed outside the skull of the female corpse, exuding a disgusting stench.

This female body was sent to the cemetery after a tragic car accident.

That's right, this corpse makeup artist is Mo Feng.Although he opened a wedding photography studio, it was only his spare time work, and the business was sluggish.His real identity is the corpse make-up artist in the Yuanbao Shanzhuang Cemetery, but he rarely mentioned it to others, not even Xiao Wen, who rented a flat together.

Although there is no distinction between high and low occupations, he has always felt that his occupation is really difficult to mention to others.He was very worried that his friends would turn around and leave after knowing his occupation, leaving him alone to face this deserted world.He managed to get into the circle of artists in this city by virtue of an award he won at the Photography Biennale. He didn't want to be kicked out again, it would make him very disappointed.

Every day when he comes home, the first thing he does is to take a shower and change clothes.When taking a bath, he would always deliberately leave a little scented bath liquid on his body, just to cover up the stench of corpses soaked into his bones.Every time he goes out, he also sprays a little men's perfume on the collar and sleeves.Only in this way can he feel a little bit of security.

(End of this chapter)