Chapter 792: You can’t afford to offend, but you can afford to avoid it.
After seeing the English words at the end, her brows wrinkled: "LeBron-Pitt, is this the name of the murderer?"
"If it is true, it means that this guy is too arrogant." Feng Kang ordered, "Old Zhao, send the nameplate for fingerprint inspection, and then check the recent entry and exit records to see if there are any foreigners with the same name."
"Okay." A patrolman took the sealed bag and left.
"Let's go upstairs to take a look."
Just as Feng Kang led everyone to the crime scene to check, in the Xipo Funeral Home in the suburbs of Huahai, a staff member was pushing a corpse covered with a white cloth towards the morgue.
After seeing him, the middle-aged man guarding the morgue smiled and greeted him, "Xiao Feng, how come there are new suspects from the patrol team? What type is it this time?"
"It's similar to the poor woman yesterday. It's already a mummy. The forensic doctor just finished dissecting it." Xiao Feng smiled bitterly, "I've never seen such a scary corpse. Although I didn't vomit yesterday, I had nightmares all night and I'm almost going into neurasthenia."
"To be honest, although I've worked in a funeral home for most of my life, I've never seen a corpse like this. It's really a bit creepy, let alone you." The middle-aged man smiled, "I still have a bottle of white wine and peanuts. Do you want to have two glasses to boost your courage?"
"Forget it, Uncle Jiang. It's working hours now. I don't want to be scolded by the director." Xiao Feng waved his hands, "Please help me put the goods into the warehouse first."
"What's there to be afraid of? The director is always drinking tea and looking at beauties in the office. He hasn't come to the morgue twice in several years." Although Uncle Jiang was nagging, he still opened the door of the morgue, "B13 is empty, let's put it there."
"Okay."
Xiao Feng pushed the cart into the morgue. Just as the two opened the door of the cabinet to lift the body in, there was a muffled bang from another row of refrigerators!
"Fuck, what's going on?!" Xiao Feng was shocked on the spot and almost knocked the body to the ground.
"Don't be nervous, maybe the wild cat outside got into the closet." Uncle Jiang put the body down and walked to the closet door that made the noise.
"Wait a minute, Uncle Jiang!" Xiao Feng stuttered, "A22, this... isn't this the dried corpse from yesterday? Did she cheat?"
Uncle Jiang said nonchalantly, "What the hell, I've been working in the morgue for so many years, I've seen this kind of situation a lot."
He said as he pulled the closet door, but it got stuck just after he opened it a little.
"Strange, why does it seem like something is blocking it?"
Uncle Jiang used both hands to push hard, but the cabinet door still didn't budge, so he had to turn around and shout: "What are you still standing there for, come over and help!"
Xiao Feng shook his head repeatedly: "No... No, Uncle Jiang, I think it's better to report to the curator first, what if the body inside is really fake?"
"Fake, do you think this is a horror movie?" As he was talking, Uncle Jiang's hand suddenly lightened, it turned out that the cabinet door actually loosened by itself.
"Strange, what happened..." When he was a little confused, a pale and dry arm suddenly stretched out from the cabinet!
"Damn!"
Uncle Jiang reacted very quickly, and immediately took a step back to narrowly avoid the arm, but his back was also covered with white sweat.
"Oh my god, there really is a fake corpse!" The frightened Xiao Feng ran out screaming, and after seeing that the arm was still grabbing in the air, Uncle Jiang did not dare to hesitate and followed him closely.
After seeing the English at the back, her brows wrinkled: "LeBron-Pitt, is this the name of the murderer?"
"If it is true, it means that this guy is too arrogant." Feng Kang ordered, "Old Zhao, send the nameplate for fingerprint inspection, and then check the recent entry and exit records to see if there are any foreigners with the same name."
"Okay." A patrolman took the sealed bag and left.
"Let's go upstairs and take a look."
Just as Feng Kang led people to the crime scene to check, in the Xipo Funeral Home in the suburbs of Huahai, a staff member was pushing a corpse covered with a white cloth towards the morgue.
After seeing him, the middle-aged man guarding the morgue smiled and greeted him, "Xiao Feng, how come there are new suspects from the patrol team? What type is it this time?"
"It's similar to the poor woman yesterday. It's already a mummy. The forensic doctor just finished dissecting it." Xiao Feng smiled bitterly, "I've never seen such a scary corpse. Although I didn't vomit yesterday, I had nightmares all night and I'm almost going into neurasthenia."
"To be honest, although I've worked in a funeral home for most of my life, I've never seen a corpse like this. It's really a bit creepy, let alone you." The middle-aged man smiled, "I still have a bottle of white wine and peanuts. Do you want to have two glasses to boost your courage?"
"Forget it, Uncle Jiang. It's working hours now. I don't want to be scolded by the director." Xiao Feng waved his hands, "Please help me put the goods into the warehouse first."
"What's there to be afraid of? The director is always drinking tea and looking at beauties in the office. He hasn't come to the morgue twice in several years." Although Uncle Jiang was nagging, he still opened the door of the morgue, "B13 is empty, let's put it there."
"Okay."
Xiao Feng pushed the cart into the morgue. Just as the two opened the door of the cabinet to lift the body in, there was a muffled bang from another row of refrigerators!
"Fuck, what's going on?!" Xiao Feng was shocked on the spot and almost knocked the body to the ground.
"Don't be nervous, maybe the wild cat outside got into the closet." Uncle Jiang put the body down and walked to the closet door that made the noise.
"Wait a minute, Uncle Jiang!" Xiao Feng stuttered, "A22, this... isn't this the dried corpse from yesterday? Did she cheat?"
Uncle Jiang said nonchalantly, "What the hell, I've been working in the morgue for so many years, I've seen this kind of situation a lot."
He said as he pulled the closet door, but it got stuck just after he opened it a little.
"Strange, why does it seem like something is blocking it?"
Uncle Jiang used both hands to push hard, but the cabinet door still didn't budge, so he had to turn around and shout: "What are you still standing there for, come over and help!"
Xiao Feng shook his head repeatedly: "No... No, Uncle Jiang, I think it's better to report to the curator first, what if the body inside is really fake?"
"Fake, do you think this is a horror movie?" As he was talking, Uncle Jiang's hand suddenly lightened, it turned out that the cabinet door actually loosened by itself.
"Strange, what happened..." When he was a little confused, a pale and dry arm suddenly stretched out from the cabinet!
"Damn it!"
Uncle Jiang reacted very quickly, and immediately took a step back to narrowly avoid the arm, but his back was also covered with white sweat.
"Oh my god, there really is a corpse!" The frightened Xiao Feng ran out screaming, and after seeing that the arm was still grabbing in the air, Uncle Jiang did not dare to hesitate and followed him closely.
After the two ran out of the morgue, they immediately locked the door. Just when they wanted to take a breath, they heard a loud bang from inside, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.
"I'll go find the curator, Uncle Jiang, you hold her first, don't let her run out!" The frightened Xiao Feng ran away.
Uncle Jiang reminded loudly: "It's useless to tell the curator, you should report to the police first!"
"Yes, yes, I'll go and beat the demon spirit now..."
When Fang Ye and others were investigating the crime scene, Feng Kang's phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and frowned immediately: "What did you say, the deceased placed in the funeral home was stolen?"
After hearing this, Yan Zizhen and others turned their eyes to him.
"That's right, Captain Feng, these are what the staff said. We are now rushing to Xipo Funeral Home."
"Got it. I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Zizhen immediately asked, "Captain Feng, what happened?"
"We just received a report from the funeral home saying that the victim, Liang, stole a corpse." Feng Kang said, "Xipo is not far from here, let's go!"
"Steal a corpse? You are not a joke, right?" Yan Zizhen was deeply suspicious.
Feng Kang said seriously, "Whether it's a joke or not, we'll know when we get there."
Yan Zizhen volunteered, "Since the situation is urgent, why don't you let me drive? I'm a good driver!"
"Let me do it." Fang Ye said calmly, "There won't be any traffic jams at this point. It shouldn't take ten minutes to get to Xipo."
"Ten minutes???" Yan Zizhen looked at him as if he was an idiot, "Did your head get stuck in the door just now? Xipo Funeral Home is about thirty kilometers away from here. If you can get there in ten minutes, I will eat the steering wheel on the spot!"
Fang Ye has always been a man who never minds trouble. Instead, he provoked, "Eating the steering wheel is too easy. If you have the guts, eat the spare tire!"
Yan Zizhen glared and said, "Okay, I'll eat the spare tire. If you can't get to the funeral home in ten minutes, then you eat it!"
"Okay, it's a deal. Whoever doesn't admit it is a dog!"
"Okay, whoever doesn't admit it is a dog. The time starts from the moment you get in the car!"
"No problem."
During the whole process of the two reaching an agreement, Feng Kang wanted to say something but hesitated, but in the end he swallowed his words.
Forget it, both of them are not easy to deal with. If you can't afford to provoke them, can't you avoid them...