Chapter 128

Anger?

Must be angry!

"Boss, we Let's call the police. "

The old way suggested beside.

Then he found that Zhou Ze looked at him with a kind of care for the mentally disabled children.

Well

Did I say the wrong thing?

But don't you always say that you need to find police and be a law-abiding citizen? I've been carrying out your speech and spirit.

"Lao Dao." Zhou Ze said slowly.

"On."

"Are you angry that your money has been stolen?"

"Of course I'm angry."

"Are you angry that your ashes have been stolen?"

"Well..."

Who is so abnormal as you? Your original body has become ashes, and you can even discuss whether you are angry.

"I'm going to find that guy."

Zhou Ze's eyes began to have a black glossy flow, ten nails exuded a strange light.

"Then, tear him to pieces!"

It's not good to steal anything. If you steal my ashes, I want you and my ashes to be buried together.

"Over there is the cemetery office. Go there and adjust the surveillance video."

Zhou Ze commands Lao Dao. Lao Dao nods quickly. OK, you're the boss. If you want to make it all right, I won't speculate about it.

The door lock of the cemetery was directly broken by Zhou Ze. The two walked in. The old Taoist sat down in front of the computer in the monitoring room and began to retrieve the previous video. At the same time, he locked the camera that could observe the location of Zhou Ze's tombstone.

"In the evening, during the Qingming Festival."

Zhou Ze gave the specific time.

Because the trace of moving the tombstone hasn't completely disappeared, it's definitely a matter of a few days ago. Otherwise, in another ten and a half days, Zhou Ze can't find the trace.

Even when I come to worship myself every year, I may not know that what I worship is not my own ashes or my past, but a box of plastic balls.

Then I come to a box of plastic balls to express my sadness on Chinese New Year's day.

"Boss, I want to say that since the other party stole something, they should delete the surveillance video by the way. It's the same on TV.

Now we are going to check the surveillance video, which is the most disliked water plot when I watch TV plays.

It's no use. It's just a perfunctory play

Zhou Ze's hand is on Lao Dao's shoulder, and his fingernails are gently swinging. It's cold and moribund, like stabbing into Lao Dao's body directly.

The old man was shocked. He immediately sat in a critical position and didn't dare to beep any more. He seriously began to play back the surveillance video.

"Stop!"

Cried Zhou Ze.

Lao Dao immediately pressed pause.

"Back up a little bit."

The Taoist priest began to step back. Sure enough, a figure in red appeared in the picture. The quality of the monitored picture was not very good. In addition, it was night, so the figure of the person in the picture was very fuzzy, and he could only see what color he was wearing.

Did you really find it?

Lao Dao was a little surprised.

The picture is playing slowly.

in the picture, the man in red bends down and holds two kinds of scalpels in his hand to pry the tombstone open. The action is crisp, not slower than Zhou Ze used his nails before.

Then the other side took out the urn, took out a glass container, poured the ashes into it, and then sprinkled something into the urn. If there is no accident, it should be a bunch of plastic balls.

The man put the glass bottle in his arms, then turned his head sideways and looked at the camera.

From the perspective of surveillance video, it is equal to that the other party aims the camera at itself and looks at the person watching the video.

The other side deliberately put his face close to the camera,

this face,

Zhou Ze felt very familiar. This is an East Asian face with very white skin.

He began to search for this person's information in his chaotic memory. Unfortunately, he entered that state when he fought against the lady in blue on the platform last time, resulting in a serious lack of memory at that time. For a while, he could not remember who the other party was.

"Amen!"

After finishing these words, the other party directly turns around and leaves, leaving behind a meaningful smile.

Until the other side's last "amen" came out, Zhou Ze's pupil suddenly shrank,

the memory picture began to turn upside down, and finally appeared in the villa surrounded by rape flowers, the priest standing there quietly beside the dining table.

It's him!

He stole his own ashes!

"Boss, do you know this man?" Lao Dao thought Zhou Ze's reaction was strange.

"Well."

When they went out of the cemetery, it was past 1:00 a.m. Zhou Ze took out his mobile phone and called Xu Qinglang first, but Xu Qinglang was drunk and didn't answer.Zhou Ze can only call Tang Shi.

"What is it?"

"Help me wake up Xu Qinglang, no matter what way."

"Good."

About half a minute later, there was a scream on the other end of the phone.

Later, Xu Qinglang answered the phone plaintively and scolded directly:

"you are sick, please call her to wake me up!"

"Give me the phone number of the lady who rented our shop."

"Tut, I'm looking for it."

Xu Qinglang heard the anger suppressed in Zhou Ze's voice, and did not continue to complain with Zhou Ze. He immediately began to find the phone, and then said the number.

Zhou Ze called, but there was a tone on the other end of the line: "the phone you dialed is off, please call later."

Zhou took a deep breath. Although Tongcheng is a small city with a population of only a few million, it is very difficult to find a person without any network in it.

But now Zhou Ze's anger urgently needs a vent, but he has no way to find the priest's specific information.

When I returned to the bookstore in the evening, Tang Shi was sitting in the bookstore looking at the magazine, while Xu Qinglang was sitting at the bar with a little bruise on his face.

"Contacted?" Xu Qinglang asked as he covered his face with eggs.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Hiss..."

Xu Qinglang felt more pain on his face, and was beaten in vain with him?

Zhou Ze went to Tang poetry and asked, "is there any way to find a person quickly in this land?"

Tang Shi put down the magazine in her hand and asked, "take your fingernails and scrape on the ground to see if you can call out a land lord."

"I'm serious."

"I can't help it. Did you lose anything?" Tang poetry asked.

Zhou Ze didn't answer. He lost his ashes. It's not a glorious thing. He even said that his underwear was stolen.

It seems that there's no way. The lady's phone can't be reached, and Zhou Ze believes that even if it's through, there's no way to find the priest's address and news through the lady.

It seems that the other side has investigated himself specially. He can let video surveillance go. The reason is probably that he is very confident in his hiding place and thinks that he can't find him even if he finds out about it.

All of a sudden, Zhou Ze thought of something, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number without saving his name:

"Hello, who are you?"

There's a cute voice from the other end of the phone.

"Tell your sister to come out and talk." Zhou Ze said.

"Who are you? I don't have a sister Constable, I was just sleeping. "

Luoliyin suddenly became the voice of Yujie.

"Help me find someone, a priest from Japan, who has been active in Tongcheng recently."

"Good."

Then just listen to a call from the other end of the phone:

BIU,

the phone is hung up.

Zhou Ze is a little untrue.

he didn't think of his new brother.

oh no,

is a little sister,

efficiency is so fast. After he orders something, he goes to work directly.

"Hello, ask you a question." Tang poetry suddenly said.

Zhou Ze looks at Tang poetry.

"Have you had a bad conscience lately?" Tang poetry refers to the position of the heart.

Zhou Ze didn't understand what he meant, then shook his head.

"Ah..." Tang poetry smiled, "it seems that you are getting used to it."

"What are you used to?"

"Get used to living without conscience."

Tang Shi stood up, seemingly ready to go upstairs, and at the same time reminded: "tomorrow night, together for tea, don't forget."

"I'm not in the mood."

Tang poetry, no doubt, continued upstairs.

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In the first apartment, a priest sits on the sofa, and there are some pictures and materials on the tea table in front of him. He is sitting there meditating and talking to himself at the same time.

At this time, the door is opened.

When the intern came in, he saw the priest sitting on his sofa. He was shocked and shouted: "who are you? Why are you in my house!"

At the same time, the intern reached for his cell phone and prepared to call the police. He felt that he had been burglarized at home.

The priest appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, holding his wrist with one hand and clasping his neck with the other.

The mobile phone fell to the ground,

and the neck was raised by the priest,

the intern felt a strong sense of suffocation.

The priest remained in this position until the eyes of the intern began to spread slowly, and his face also showed a little grim color."I've fed you the things extracted from his ashes. How can you only become such a corpse eater? I want this kind of thing to have a fart use."

The priest kicked the intern in the ass, the intern fell to the ground, and then immediately got up, there was a drop of saliva in the corner of his mouth.

"Bahaw."

A piece of raw pig's hoof was thrown on the ground by the priest,

the intern rushed to hold the theme in his hand and chewed it. There were still blood stains on the pig's hoof on the corner of his mouth, but there was a color of dissatisfaction in his eyes. Obviously, pig's hoof pork could not satisfy him.

The priest shook his head and reluctantly returned to the sofa.

"It seems that the reason why he can become a zombie is not his body, but his soul. Because the body has entrusted his soul, some changes have taken place. After ordinary people take it, some changes have taken place. But this kind of change is not enough.

Don't say zombies, even zombies can't do it, but there is a lovely hobby - eating corpses. "

The priest rubbed his hands,

"so, is it not the body, but the soul?

The body of his last life is not the original product?

On the surface, it looks like the arrangement of female ghost, but in fact, there is something more hidden? "

The priest took his coffee and took a sip. On the tea table in front of him, there were pictures of Zhou Ze's last life, Xu Le, his sister-in-law, and even the old man who was sent to the hospital that day to stab Zhou Ze with his fingernails.

The priest took out the scalpel, cut up the photos of the old man and his sister-in-law directly, and then took a long breath,

"we need to investigate again."