At this moment, Director Wang's face turned ashen, and his legs trembled violently.
Zhao Jianguo's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground if Li Huai hadn't supported him.
Judging from Wang Pangzi's demeanor, he didn't seem to be acting. It turns out he hadn't taken it seriously at all before.
They probably didn't even check the surveillance footage and just brushed it off.
"Heh, how do you explain this? Didn't you say it wasn't your problem?"
Luo Tianhe sneered.
"We can't explain this either. It might be a mechanical malfunction in the freezer, due to thermal expansion and contraction..." Fatty Wang, his forehead covered in cold sweat, tried to justify himself with words he didn't even believe.
"Hey fatso, are you looking for a beating again?" Luo Tianhe narrowed his eyes and raised his hand.
"A malfunction?" I almost laughed out of exasperation. Pointing at the monitor screen, I said, "Do you think we're all idiots? The force and trajectory of this drawer opening and closing are mechanical malfunctions. And when he reached out his hand, you were almost scared to death. You said it was thermal expansion and contraction. I'd like to see if your hand will stand up after you die!"
"Now that things have come to this, I'll be frank with you. Although we also run a funeral home, our business is different from yours. We specialize in handling these kinds of paranormal events. You can find out more by asking around."
"I noticed your face was dark as soon as you came in; I guess you don't have long to live."
This Director Wang is probably used to doing this kind of thing; he never tells the truth.
Hearing me say that, he finally realized what I meant and knelt down on the ground with a thud.
"Brothers, I was really wrong. It was our fault. But... I just didn't know it would turn out like this!"
"Please, save me! Please!"
To be honest, I'm not trying to scare him, but there really was a sinister aura surrounding his face, which is why we immediately judged that this funeral home was not normal.
But we couldn't be bothered with him.
I paused the surveillance footage and zoomed in.
"Zhao Jianguo, come and take a look. Is there anything stuck under his fingernails? Didn't you clean him up when he was put into the coffin?"
Zhao Jianguo had recovered by now and was about to kick Wang Pangzi when he heard what I said. He quickly came over to look at the surveillance footage.
"Impossible! My father passed away cleanly, his burial clothes were new, and I personally trimmed his nails. How could there be such a thing!"
All eyes turned to Director Wang, who immediately broke out in a cold sweat and couldn't utter a single word.
"Shouldn't staff prepare the body before cremation? Who did that?"
I saw Director Wang ask.
Having worked in this industry before, I am very familiar with the process.
Although family members of medical professionals generally want the deceased to have a dignified farewell, such as washing their bodies and changing their clothes, funeral home staff often conduct a thorough inspection of the body before cremation due to their professional duties.
Of course, there is also a deeper reason, which is to make some extra money.
This has become a common practice at funeral homes; I've done this before.
It can only be said that ignorance is bliss at the time.
If it were now, I certainly wouldn't dare steal from a dead person.
"Yes, it's Lao Liu!" Director Wang's voice was very soft, like a mosquito's hum.
"Where is he? Call him over now!" Luo Tianhe gave the order directly from the side.
"Brother Luo, it's not that I didn't want to invite him, but he took a long leave and went back to his hometown. He passed away the day after Old Master Zhao was cremated!" Director Wang was on the verge of tears, wishing he could slap himself twice.
I can't figure it out now. Director Wang is probably being kept in the dark, and there's definitely something fishy about Old Liu.
Luo Tianhe sneered, still harboring some prejudice against this fat man: "What a coincidence, he left as soon as we were looking for him. It seems you don't want to keep your funeral home open anymore. Why don't we call Captain Zhang now and ask him what he thinks?"
"No, no!" Director Wang panicked completely, grabbing Luo Tianhe's arm, but Luo Tianhe forcefully shook him off, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.
"Brother Luo, Master Chen, let's talk this out. This matter may indeed be a bit strange. It's my fault for not managing things properly. Could you please be lenient? Our funeral home is willing to compensate Mr. Zhao's family for their losses. We will make sure you are satisfied!"
I stroked my chin, his attitude had changed so quickly, from arrogant to obsequious...
If this matter has nothing to do with him, he is at most negligent in his duties. Is it necessary to panic like this?
Did Old Liu bribe him to help keep the news a secret?
Or rather, the reason why Lao Zhao was prevented from watching the surveillance footage was because he interfered.
This is highly likely. It's estimated that Lao Liu gave him a lot of benefits to help him fool Mr. Zhao, and he thought it was no big deal and readily agreed.
But now that they've discovered there's a secret involved, they're panicking.
"I don't need compensation, because the funeral home can't compensate either. Tell us the truth!" Zhao Jianguo roared. His home was in complete chaos.
His wife and children lived in fear every day.
Now he has discovered that there really is a problem with this funeral home!
How could he not be furious?
He also wondered, although his father was stubborn, he wasn't completely incomprehensible. How could he possibly be haunting his family after his death?!
Even tigers don't eat their cubs, let alone his old father. His mother died early, and his father raised him single-handedly.
I walked up to Director Wang, looking down at him: "You'd better cooperate fully now and not hide anything, or it won't just be a matter of losing your job."
Director Wang shuddered, his last shred of hope vanishing. He slumped to the ground, panting heavily, and said dejectedly, "I really don't know too many details. I only know that Old Liu is dishonest, and some family members had mentioned some minor issues before, but it wasn't anything too sinister. I think he only touched the burial items; I had no idea such a thing could happen."
He spoke vaguely, making no mention of being bribed, and I didn't expose him then.
"Take us to the cold storage where Old Master Zhao's body was previously stored." I was too lazy to waste any more words with him and decided to go directly to check the scene.
At this point, he was as obedient as could be. Hearing what I said, he stopped spouting nonsense about not being able to go and instead obediently led the way.
Soon, we arrived at the cold storage and found room 304.
Opening the drawer, it was empty, except for the biting cold and a faint, strange smell, probably the medicine used to preserve corpses.
I didn't mind the dirt, so I squatted down and carefully examined it.
In the end, I did find something unusual in the gap at the bottom of the drawer near the edge.
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