I Have Drawn a Bet with the Gods to Set Up a Corpse-hunting Inn!

If he hadn't seen a lot of dead people, his psychological quality would have been very strong, and he might not be able to withstand it.

"Oh, I'm going!"

Nightingale couldn't help but let out a snort. After taking a look, she felt that she was going to vomit out the food she ate in the morning.

Because this corpse is really scary.

The corpse was wrinkled all over, its complexion was black, it smelled like a corpse, the corpse was covered with black hair, and its expression was hideous, it was even scarier than the ghosts seen on TV.

Immediately afterwards, Nightingale looked at the mortuary again, thinking to herself.

This scene is exactly the same as in a ghost movie.

but!He doesn't believe that there are ghosts in this world.

Looking at the slide on the mortuary, Nightingale turned on the light on her cell phone, took a picture, and found that a hairpin was stuck on the slide.

After carefully ticking it out, the mortuary was sent back smoothly without popping out again.

Seeing this scene, Nightingale couldn't help laughing and turned her head to look at Lao Zhang, jokingly said.

"Old Zhang, what about you?"

"Does this scare you?"

"It's just a card issuance. Seeing how you look like a bear, you should retire as soon as possible and go home for the elderly. With your courage, it's really not suitable for working in Guoan."

Seeing that Nightingale didn't know what to do with it, Old Zhang couldn't help but regain his senses when the morgue was healed. He walked over and looked at the card in Nightingale's hand. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and his face softened a lot.

Taking the card in his hand, he couldn't help but scolded.

"Mad, is it just such a thing?"

"I was so scared that I almost doubted my life!"

"damn it!"

After saying that, Lao Zhang made another 'huh', frowning and carefully looking at the style and pattern of the card, and couldn't help asking.

"this card"

"It looks old!"

"Is there such a style of card issuance now?"

Nightingale looked at it, then nodded, "Well, it's indeed a bit old-fashioned. It's a bit like the hairpins of my mother's era, and it's a bit like my grandma's era!"

"Whose is this?"

After speaking, Nightingale and Old Zhang looked at each other, then looked at the place where they had just been sent into the morgue, and had an answer in their hearts.

This hairpin was found in the morgue of the female corpse, and the [*] percent belonged to the female corpse.

Their morgue is not private, and very few corpses can be sent here.

Generally, it is the spies who were caught, who did not want to reveal the details and committed suicide, so they were sent here.

At this time, the two of them looked at the morgue and couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Nightingale patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder, then said.

"This place is gloomy, let's go out first, the director is waiting for you!"

Lao Zhang nodded, "What is the director looking for me to do?"

"It should have something to do with the ranch. I just came back to pick up the car, and suddenly all the cars in the ranch turned on their headlights and kept honking their horns."

"It's weird, we don't know what's going on. You are in charge of monitoring. The director should ask you who has been here today, right?"

Lao Zhang frowned, thinking that no one would come today except the corpse hunter.

After walking for a few minutes, the two came to the ranch and saw the chief greeting.

"Chief!"

"Chief."

Seeing the two of them, the director nodded, but didn't ask anything.

Lao Zhang glanced at Nightingale suspiciously. Seeing Yeying's face was also bewildered, he couldn't help thinking to himself, is the Director not asking?At this time, the director glanced outside the ranch, and then muttered softly.

"The door is evil, and the car is not broken, why did it suddenly break down?"

After listening to the discussions in the ranch, Yeying and Lao Zhang came to understand that the car was not broken and the wiring was fine, but the whistle had been ringing for no apparent reason just now.

After restarting a bit, this phenomenon disappeared.

Seeing that the director was also a little afraid, Lao Zhang couldn't help but say at this time.

"Director, I have something I don't know if I should say it or not?"

The director glanced at Lao Zhang and said solemnly, "Speak!"

So Lao Zhang also said what happened in the morgue just now. Although it has been explained that it was because the card-issuing card owner used the chute of the morgue, he finally said it.

"Director, I think these things are too evil."

"Could it really have something to do with the corpse?"

"I'm not superstitious. Besides, I looked at the body and found a certificate on him. It should be very important to him. It was sewn in the clothes."

"Look!"

After speaking, Lao Zhang handed a yellowish and somewhat brittle notebook to the director.

The director opened it, glanced at it, and nodded slightly.

It is written on the book.

【Name: Du Meijuan】

【Code: Female Ghost】

[It belongs to the Beiping Secret Liaison Bureau]

"It's really a hero of the Anti-Japanese War during the Republic of China."

The director carefully closed the book, then pondered for a while, and said.

"Didn't the corpse carpenter tell him to burn incense to pay homage?"

"Just do as he says."

"This book will be handed in tomorrow. This is a red cultural relic and has important value!"

Chapter 35 Heroic Soul Obsession, wouldn't that be really a corpse hunter, outside the ranch.

More than two dozen people stood in front of a table, each wearing the same uniform, with a badge on the chest emblazoned with the flag of the Dragon Kingdom.

On the table was a censer, a pig's head and a plate of fruit.

At this time, in the basement of the Ministry of National Security, except for the two gatekeepers, everyone else came to attend the funeral that was nearly a hundred years late.

The incense burner used the Secretary's teacup, with the characters 'Serving the people' printed on it.

There was no ash in it, just fresh rice.

Lao Zhang glanced at the time, then looked back at everyone and said solemnly.

"Time is up."

After speaking, he put three incense sticks in the incense burner, turned around and said to the crowd.

"Please mourn!"

For a while, the condolences took off their hats and looked down at the toes of their shoes.

The sound of the night was very quiet, and the wind misunderstood the season. On this day that should have been windless, it passed through everyone's clothes.

After a quarter of the incense sticks, suddenly the Great General Talisman on the forehead of the female corpse ignited without fire, and a little spark lit up.

Immediately afterwards, the talisman paper burst into flames as if it had been poured with oil.

The staff of the Ministry of National Security, who were in silence, widened their eyes after seeing this scene.

"What's the matter? How did it burn?"

"I saw it just now. It wasn't the corpse that burned, it was the piece of paper pasted on the corpse's head that burned first!"

"What's going on? Is it possible that the talisman has a timer function that can burn automatically?"

"I don't know this, it's very evil!"

"Hey? I watched a TV show before. It was said that the Taoist priest who came down from the mountain drew a symbol on a piece of yellow paper, and then the piece of paper burned!"

"That's a lie, right? How is that possible!"

"Then how do you explain it now?"

""

The director turned back and glanced at everyone coldly, and his voice suddenly fell.

The burning speed of the talisman was very fast, but for some unknown reason, the corpse was also set on fire.

Originally, Lao Zhang planned to wait for the memorial ceremony to pass before sending it to cremation, but he didn't expect the body to be burnt now, and couldn't help muttering softly.

"Is this God's will?"

Looking at the corpse being set on fire, everyone was still silent in the shock of how the corpse was set on fire.

After a few breaths, the fire became bigger and bigger, and the sky was actually lit up a lot.

Everyone looked at the corpse with puzzled expressions on their faces.

However, the fire burned quickly and extinguished quickly. In less than three or four minutes, the corpse had become a pile of ashes, but the strange thing was that the white smoke emitted by the burning did not dissipate for a long time.

These white smoke gradually moved closer together, and there was a faint feeling of cohesion.

"Sir, this"

Nightingale couldn't help but glanced at the director at this time, to say that this matter is not evil, it really can't explain it.

And the director's face was also full of incredible, looking at the white smoke that condensed together, frowned and underestimated softly.

"Is there really a heroic soul in this world?"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Yan suddenly condensed into a human shape.