Chapter 47 Chapter 47 Deceased Wife (IV)

"Before the marriage, there was nothing wrong, but after the marriage, he started to find fault with Chen Wei." Ding Wen flicked the ash, "Later, the two of them never had children, and his mother became even more dissatisfied with Chen Wei."

"Hehe." Fang Hui also watched the melodramatic eight o'clock dramas on TV when he was a child. In the dramas, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could be quarreled from the first episode to the eightieth episode. "

When it comes to having children, it's not up to the woman alone." Qin Yang was speechless after listening.

"That's right." Ding Wen nodded repeatedly. "Hey, officer, let me tell you, they have been married for five years, and Chen Wei's belly has not moved, so my sister is not happy. Later, I don't know why, they quarreled more often than before. No matter what the reason is, my sister thinks it is Chen Wei's fault. We didn't believe it at first. We didn't expect Chen Wei to run away with another man..."

Ding Wen shook his head: "This is really unexpected."

Fang Hui raised his eyebrows: "Uncle, your whole family doesn't know that Chen Wei is dead?"

Ding Wen was stunned: "What? Chen Wei...she is dead?"

After these words came out, even Ning Helan couldn't help but roll her eyes secretly. This development of the matter was a bit absurd.

Ding Wen came to his senses after being burned by the cigarette butt. He looked at Qin Yang: "Is this true, officer?"

Qin Yang nodded: "Yes, Chen Wei jumped off the building last month, in her own home. Don't you know?"

Ding Wen opened his mouth slightly and shook his head mechanically. Then he was burned by the cigarette butt again. He hissed in pain and threw it away.

He walked a few steps to the side, then suddenly turned around and walked back, his brows slightly wrinkled, his eyes full of confusion: "Officer, are you mistaken? We heard from Xiao Jie that Chen Wei ran away with another man, and it has been a month..."

Seeing that Qin Yang didn't say anything, Ding Wen seemed to realize that the matter had been settled, and the police would not joke with them about the truth of this matter. He slapped his head and sighed: "Oh... how could it be..."

Ding Wen went on: "Ding Jie told his mother that Chen Wei wanted to divorce him, and now she is out with that wild man. My sister was so angry at the time, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect that she was gone... Why did Xiao Jie lie..."

He didn't understand, and outsiders were even more confused.

Arriving at the hotel, the host invited relatives and friends to the restaurant for dinner. Ding Wen wanted to invite the three of them to go together, but Qin Yang declined politely. The other two did not want to eat here either.

On the way to the parking lot, Fang Hui asked Ning Helan, "Little Taoist priest, what do you think?"

"Either Ding Jie lied, or his mother lied." Ning Helan said.

"Now there is no evidence, it doesn't matter who is lying." Qin Yang covered his stomach and looked at his phone. It was past seven o'clock. "Hey, I can't stand the bowl of noodles at noon. Let's go eat first."

The sun had already set. The temperature on the mountain was lower than that in the city. When the mountain breeze blew, Fang Hui felt like he was being stared at again.

He felt scared when he thought of what Ning Guohua had told him that he would be easily targeted by the ghosts outside. He

shook his head and couldn't think about it anymore.

Qin Yang took out the car key and pressed it. The police car parked there lit up and made a beeping unlocking sound.

"Oh my God!"

A man seemed to be frightened by the sound of the car, and fell down from behind the police car.

Ning Helan raised his eyelids and glanced at him. The man was about twenty years old, about the same age as them.

He was wearing the work clothes of the funeral home, and his eyes looked red.

Qin Yang shouted, "What are you doing!"

"Officer..." The young man hurriedly stood up and patted the dust on his body, "Nothing, nothing..."

Qin Yang walked over suspiciously, walked around the car, and looked at the boy again. He had a work badge on his chest: "Huang Jianghe... Hey, this name seems to be somewhere..."

"It is said that people in the funeral home are brave, but I didn't expect him to be so brave that he actually stole a police car?" Fang Hui popped his head out and said.

Huang Jianghe's face turned pale instantly: "I didn't steal anything!"

Fang Huixiang laughed, Ning Helan nudged him with his elbow: "Don't talk nonsense."

Qin Yang put one hand on the roof of the car and leaned forward slightly. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall and looked very oppressive in his police uniform: "What were you doing next to my car?"

"I...I..." Huang Jianghe hesitated, his eyes dodging.

"If you don't say anything, I'll treat it as your failed attempt to steal something, and I'll take you back first." Qin Yang threatened him.

Huang Jianghe's eyes turned red again, and he nervously grabbed the hem of his clothes: "I didn't, I didn't! Officer, I'm just staying here for a while..."

"Such a wide place, you really know how to pick one, hiding behind the police car..." Fang Hui was obviously enjoying the excitement, "You're not a spy, are you installing a bug on the police car?"

"..." Qin Yang hit him on the head speechlessly, "Nonsense."

Unexpectedly, Huang Jianghe's tears were welling up in his eyes: "I really didn't... I was just scolded by my master, so I came here to stay for a while. I didn't notice there was a police car here so late at night..."

Seeing him look aggrieved, with his hands twisted together nervously, Fang Hui wanted to laugh even more.

Ning Helan said lightly beside him: "Fang Hui, you are funnier than him when you cry..."

"..." Fang Hui was really convinced. If he didn't have to rely on Ning Helan now, he would have retorted long ago.

"Hey, do you have relatives in the Public Security Bureau?" Qin Yang asked suddenly.

"Yes... my dad is..." Huang Jianghe whispered.

"What's his name?"

"Huang Jun."

Qin Yang laughed at this time. He stood up and patted Huang Jianghe: "Old Huang, I know him. We were in the same team before."

Huang Jianghe's eyes lit up: "Really? Then uncle you..."

Ning Helan saw that Qin Yang's mouth twitched obviously, and he adjusted his hair: "I'm less than 30 years old, you call me uncle? Am I that old?"

This joke made the others laugh out loud.

Huang Jianghe chuckled twice in embarrassment, and Qin Yang said, "My name is Qin Yang, you can just call me Brother Qin."

"Hello, Brother Qin." Huang Jianghe called out obediently.

"Hey, let's not talk anymore. I'm so hungry. Jianghe, have you eaten?" Huang Jianghe shook his head. Qin Yang pushed him and said, "Come on, let's have dinner together."

There were only three people in the police car when they went to the funeral home, and one more person when they came back.

"Other people go to the funeral home with fewer people, but we have more people." Fang Hui said casually.

Ning Helan frowned slightly: "Fang Hui, what you said sounds a bit creepy."

Fang Hui didn't think much about it at first, but after hearing Ning Helan's words, he felt that his words just now were ambiguous. In addition, he always felt that someone was staring at him near the funeral home: "Hey, I don't mean anything else. Ning Helan, why do you always misinterpret my meaning? It's quite scary to say such things in a place like this."

Ning Helan fiddled with her mobile phone: "Aren't you dead? Can you still be scared?"

Fang Hui sighed speechlessly: "Being dead and being afraid of ghosts are two different things."

"Can you still be afraid of your own kind?"

"They are not my kind. They even wanted to eat me."

Huang Jianghe, who was sitting in the passenger seat, listened to the two people's unreliable chat in the back seat and tightened his hands on his legs: "Brother Qin, what are they talking about? What's dead, what's the devil..."

Qin Yang sneered: "Ignore them."

Huang Jianghe was obedient, and said "oh" and stopped asking.

Qin Yang parked the car back in the police station, changed his clothes, drove his own car and took the three people to the food court.

It was almost eight o'clock, Ning Helan was hungry, Huang Jianghe was hungry, and even Fang Hui felt hungry when he saw the diners around him eating so happily.

Arriving at a Sichuan restaurant on the corner, there were many people. The boss who was busy counting the bill at the door greeted Qin Yang warmly as soon as he saw him: "Hey, Officer Qin, welcome."

"Boss, are there any seats left?"

The boss glanced at the lobby of the restaurant. It was full and no customers seemed to be finishing their meals.

"Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to take a look." The boss said as he trotted upstairs, then quickly came down and greeted, "There are seats, Officer Qin, please sit upstairs."

Following the boss upstairs, there happened to be a window seat vacant here.

The boss poured tea for several people: "What would you like to eat today?"

"Let's have a barbecue first, how about you?" Qin Yang said as he looked at the menu.

Ning Helan said, "Mapo tofu."

Fang Hui didn't treat himself as an outsider: "Sweet and sour fish."

Then the three of them looked at Huang Jianghe. He was stunned for a moment and whispered, "I can eat anything."

"Don't be so reserved, Jianghe, just order whatever you want." Qin Yang said.

Ning Helan took a sip of tea and said, "You can order whatever you want. Some people don't need to eat and still order dishes." Fang Hui,

who was cueed next to him:?

Huang Jianghe smiled and said, "Well, then I want some garlic mashed cabbage."

"Then let's have some meatballs and vegetable soup. Boss, these are all the dishes. If they are not enough, you can add more." Qin Yang said.

The boss said with a smile: "Okay, then you sit down first, the food will be here soon."

"We often come here to eat. The boss's father was robbed and stabbed several times on the street. It was our team that caught the suspect." Qin Yang said, "So every time we come here, the boss gives us a discount."

"What happened to his father later?" Ning Helan asked.

"He is dead. It was too late to send him to the hospital." Qin Yang sighed.

The atmosphere at the table fell silent for a moment, and it was Qin Yang who broke the deadlock: "Let's not talk about this, Jianghe, I remember your dad said you just graduated this year? Why are you working in a funeral home?"

Huang Jianghe lowered his eyes: "My family said I was too timid, so they asked me to go to the funeral home to exercise."

"Huh? Don't people with big courage do this kind of work? People with small courage would have been scared to death a long time ago..." Fang Hui didn't understand. "

...I'm not that timid." Huang Jianghe smiled awkwardly.

"I heard that people who work in funeral homes have to be firm atheists." Qin Yang said, and Huang Jianghe nodded.

"Hey, Xiaolan, aren't you also an atheist? You can also take the exam for a job in a funeral home after you graduate." Qin Yang suddenly thought of it.

"I thought about it before, but my grandfather wouldn't allow it." Ning Helan said.

He had mentioned casually before that he wanted to go to the funeral home, and Ning Guohua told him seriously that he had to be respectful when doing this kind of work, and that Ning Helan, who didn't take them seriously, wouldn't do.

A few people were chatting casually, and then they learned that Huang Jianghe had only been working for a month. He was now responsible for washing the bodies sent to him, and some family members even asked for makeup.

"My master taught me to do it. I really didn't dare to do it alone, but I was still scolded today." Huang Jianghe said.

It turned out that the body sent today, although it looked nothing on the outside, Huang Jianghe felt a chill down his spine when he saw the body for the first time.

"Why? Did he die in a scary way?" Fang Hui asked.

Huang Jianghe shook his head: "Not scary at all. It should be said that he is more terrible than many people who were brought in intact by car accidents. Those who were smashed to pieces are more terrible."

Hearing about the car accident, Ning He glanced at Fang Hui, but Fang Hui didn't seem to react.

"This body is very ordinary." Huang Jianghe recalled.

But even with such an ordinary body, Huang Jianghe felt that something was wrong.

"His face was blue-gray, like cement, and I always felt his eyeballs were still moving... When he was pulled down from the hearse, it was very heavy... I have never seen anything like this before." Huang Jianghe scratched his head, "Maybe I haven't seen much... Later, when my master asked me to clean him, he suddenly... I really didn't dare to do it, so my master scolded me." Although

the pause in the middle was very short, Ning Helan still keenly caught the strangeness in Huang Jianghe's words, but he just lowered his eyes and drank tea quietly.

"Jianghe, it's okay. Who can be perfect when they just start working? Don't think about it." Qin Yang comforted him.

Huang Jianghe forced a smile.

Fang Hui looked at him and said, "That person couldn't be Ding Jie, could he?"

Huang Jianghe's eyes widened, "Yes, it's Ding Jie, how did you know?"

The other three looked at each other, almost getting used to this coincidence.

Soon, the boss and the waiter came up with the dishes.

The boss smiled and gave a few people a plate of freshly cut fruit: "Gentlemen, it's a rare opportunity for you to come here, so I cut some fruit. Come and taste it to see if it's sweet."

"Boss, you are too polite."

"Officer Qin, I should be polite. I will always remember your great kindness to my family. I really can't afford to give you this little fruit."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and the boss went back to his business.

Fang Hui ate the fruit while complaining: "It sounds good, but this boss is not very generous. He only gave fruit, why not some lobster and abalone?"

Ning Helan ate quietly and was too lazy to answer him. Huang Jianghe was not familiar with him, and he didn't know if it was normal for him to be so ungrateful.

Qin Yang, on the other hand, found his words interesting: "Hey, Fang Hui, you can't say that. If this boss really gives me something valuable, then I will have to take off my police uniform."

"Why?" Fang Hui, with a piece of fruit in his mouth, his eyes revealed clear stupidity.

Qin Yang: ...

Ning Helan reminded him quietly: "Brother Yang is a policeman, it is easy for others to notice him. If he eats and drinks lavishly in such a public place, he will be reported."

Fang Hui raised his eyebrows: "Eat secretly."

Ning Helan: ...

Qin Yang laughed: "Your idea is not good, little comrade, fortunately you are not in our police force..."

Fang Hui lowered his eyelids and muttered: "I dare not go even if I want to..."

"Okay, eat quickly, after eating, we will go to see Ding Jie's body, I just forgot about this." Qin Yang said.

Ning Helan continued to eat quietly without answering. Fang Hui didn't want to go back to the funeral home, it made him feel uncomfortable.

With the corner of his eye, he saw the small 20 on his wrist and sighed secretly. It seemed that he had to go now.

Back at the funeral home, at the entrance of the parking lot, a thin man in his sixties was standing there.

Huang Jianghe immediately showed a frightened expression when he saw him.

"Who is he?" Qin Yang asked.

"...My master..." Huang Jianghe said nervously, and as soon as the car stopped, he immediately unbuckled his seat belt and jumped out.

The man was originally smoking, and when he saw Huang Jianghe getting off the police car, doubt was written in his small eyes.

"Master..." Huang Jianghe walked over and called out timidly.

"What have you been doing, kid?"

"I... I just went downstairs to have dinner with them..."

The man looked over Huang Jianghe's shoulder at a few people, a policeman with a masculine aura, a handsome man with a pigtail, and another...

The man's gaze stayed on Fang Hui, his eyes were indescribably cold, Fang Hui felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and wanted to curse, "What are you looking at?" But Qin Yang, the policeman, was beside him, so he had to swallow the words.

Fang Hui shrank behind Qin Yang, complaining in his heart, why are those guys staring at me, even an old man like this is staring at me?

"My last name is Qin, and I'm a colleague of Jianghe's father." Qin Yang stepped forward and stretched out his hand, smiling slightly.

The man, holding a cigarette in his mouth, also stretched out his hand and shook hands with him: "Officer Qin, my name is Zheng Jun, and I am the master of Huang Jianghe."

After saying that, he raised his hand and gave Huang Jianghe a firm slap on the head: "Where have you been? You didn't even answer the phone."

Huang Jianghe then remembered and touched his pocket: "...Master, I didn't bring my cell phone with me."

"Master Zheng, I heard Jianghe say that he was scared by the corpse today, so I took him out to eat something amazing." Qin Yang said.

Zheng Jun glanced at Huang Jianghe with a look of resentment: "You are even less courageous than the cricket at the door of your house. No matter how scary the corpse is, can it sit up and eat you?"

Huang Jianghe lowered his head, not daring to refute his master's words.

Ning Helan, who was standing next to him, skillfully took out cigarettes and a lighter from Qin Yang's jacket pocket, and stepped forward with a slight smile: "Hello, Master Zheng, please have a cigarette."

Zheng Jun threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and without being polite to Ning Helan, he took a cigarette and held it in his hand. Ning Helan slightly bent over to light it for him.

After Zheng Jun blew out the first smoke ring, he looked at Ning Helan: "Tell me, do you have something to ask me?"

"Master Zheng's mind is really fast, and I do have a little question to ask you." Ning Helan said.

Qin Yang said, "Then you guys chat first, I'll go to Ding Jie's place and come back to see you later."

Fang Hui hurriedly called him, "Brother Yang, wait a minute!"

He quickly followed Qin Yang, "Brother Yang, I'll go with you."

Compared to the police uncles he had been afraid of since he was a child, he was more afraid of Zheng Jun looking at him, his eyes were as cold as a snake.

Qin Yang didn't say anything, put his hand on his shoulder and walked, "Hey, Fang Hui, you're not short, how tall are you?"

"1.81 meters." Fang responded, turned his head and glanced at Zheng Jun, he was still looking at him with those little eyes, and quickly turned his head and pretended not to see it.

"That's good. You still need to exercise. Otherwise, your skin is so white that you look like you are sick, and you are so thin that you will fall down if the wind blows."

"Brother Yang... this is the appearance of a container. Exercise shouldn't have any effect, right?"

"Yeah, that's right, hahaha..."

Zheng Jun smoked a cigarette, his small eyes looking in the direction where Fang Hui left through the smoke, with a faint light in his eyes.

"Master Zheng, I would like to ask you, is the body called Ding Jie found today different from the other bodies?"

Zheng Jun glanced at Huang Jianghe who was standing next to him: "Did you hear what this guy said? Well, there is nothing wrong at all, he was just timid, so the body looks a little grayer than ordinary people. This is very normal."

Huang Jianghe wanted to explain something, but opened his mouth and said nothing.

Ning Helan smiled and said, "Master Zheng, this is what happened. My family also deals with ghosts and spirits. My grandfather told me to respect the dead and asked me to follow him to do things. But he is a superstitious person, and I don't like him and don't really believe in him. I talked to Jianghe today and I am quite interested in this job, so I came to ask you."

After hearing this, Zheng Jun patted Huang Jianghe on the back and said, "You are on duty tonight, right? Go and watch over there. Xiao Wu is off work and there is no one there now."

"Okay, Master." Huang Jianghe didn't say much. He nodded to Ning Helan and left.

After Huang Jianghe walked away, Zheng Jun turned around and looked at Ning Helan, "What do you do in your family?"

"Oh, my grandpa used to be a Taoist priest, so he can do some rituals or exorcise evil spirits for people." Ning Helan raised her hands, "But I don't really believe that there are so many gods and ghosts in this world."

Zheng Jun exhaled a puff of smoke and said meaningfully: "Boy, you can not believe it, but you can't slander it."

Seeing Ning Helan nodded, he asked again: "What's your grandpa's name?"

"My grandfather's surname is Ning, Ning Guohua."

Hearing this name, Zheng Jun was slightly stunned, and there was some indescribable meaning in his eyes when he looked at Ning Helan: "Then you..."

Ning Helan smiled lightly and added: "I am Ning Helan."

Zheng Jun nodded slowly: "So it's you..."

Ning Helan's eyes flashed with a glimmer: "Master Zheng, do you know me?"

"I heard old man Ning mention it a few times." Zheng Jun threw the cigarette he had just smoked on the ground. Ning Helan handed him another one. Zheng Jun took it, rubbed it, and put the cigarette behind his ear. "Since he is old man Ning's grandson, I can indeed talk to you about it."

Zheng Jun told Ning Helan that there was something wrong with Ding Jie's body.

This afternoon, when the body was delivered, the driver of the hearse was humming a song, but while humming, he heard someone talking in the car behind him.

At first, the driver thought he had heard it wrong, so he continued to hum.

But every time he hummed, he could hear other people's voices.

The driver felt a little uneasy, so he quietly took out an amulet and hung it on the rearview mirror.

When they arrived at the funeral home, Zheng Jun and Huang Jianghe were already waiting. As

soon as the door of the car opened, Huang Jianghe shuddered unconsciously: "Wow, this car has a very strong air conditioner."

The driver got out of the car, sneezed and said: "I didn't turn on the air conditioner... A-choo!"

Huang Jianghe was amused and reached out to pull the stretcher off the car.

Originally, these bodies were covered with white cloth, fixed with straps, and placed on a pushable stretcher.

The weight of the human body will be heavier after death, but with a stretcher, one person can easily pull it.

Huang Jianghe pulled with his previous strength, but he didn't expect the cart to slide down along the car body, and then with the acceleration of gravity, it slid a long way in the blink of an eye.

He was startled and tried to grab the handle of the cart, but the cart was unusually heavy. Huang Jianghe ran a few steps and almost used all his strength to stop the cart.