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Chapter 28 - Female Corpses

Zhao Qi suddenly asked me why I was so sure that Li Rui was dead.

I thought about it, and felt that I would need to rely on him to find Li Rui, so I asked him if he believed that there was a ghost in this world.

He stared at me for a moment, then asked, What do you think?

I hesitated and said: "It was Zhang Xi who asked me to find Li Rui."

His expression stiffened, and he was about to say something when my cell phone vibrated.

The phone call was from Ji Yayun. She said that Ling Hong had called her again, saying that Fang Gang had cremated it this morning and told her to go to the crematorium.

After hanging up, I said to Zhao Qi, I will ask Ji Yayun and Sang Lan about Lin Hansheng's situation.

He nodded his head, and said that since Lin Hansheng had denied it in front of him last time, there was no point in asking. He had been in the city these past few days, keeping an eye on Lin Hansheng, and had to find out where Li Rui was.

When they returned to Sang Lan and the others' home, the two were already waiting downstairs.

After getting on the car, Ji Yayun anxiously said: "Xiao Hong was crying really badly on the phone. Fang Gang has cremated himself today, so no matter what, I should be going."

I looked at Sang Lan.

"Auntie Ling usually treats me very well, so I can't not go."

I nodded. Some of my friends had died, so it was reasonable for them to go and help. Everything else had been left out of consideration.

When he arrived at the crematorium, he saw Ling Hong in the memorial hall.

She was as tall as Ji Yayun, with a rather well-built body. Her appearance was average, and her skin was a little dark.

Compared to Ji Yayun, she seemed more like a normal housewife.

By the time we arrived, she was crying so hard that we had to carry her.

Would such a woman be someone who knew the Wind Water Evil Techniques and framed Ji Yayun?

There were about a dozen people in the memorial hall who had all come to see them off.

When the corpse was pushed out, Ling Hong and a few other relatives cried their hearts out.

Even though he said goodbye, the corpse was tightly covered up.

Ling Hong struggled as she cried, trying to uncover the cloth sheet.

"You guys want me to take another look at him. You should at least let me take another look at him …"

In this situation, no matter how hard a person's heart was, his nose would still feel sore.

In the end, only when Ling Hong used her life to pressure him did the staff member be forced to lift a corner of the cloth sheet s on her head.

Ling Hong only took a glance before fainting on the spot.

It was a face made entirely out of paper, with eyebrows, mouth, nose and even nose!

It was only when I arrived that I found out Fang Gang was driving a truck full of steel bars.

The lengthened steel bar pierced the front windshield and killed him on the spot, not to mention the tragic state of the corpse.

I'm a medical student and a part-time mortician, so it's not a big deal to see too much of it.

Ji Yayun was so scared that her face turned pale, and she couldn't even stand properly.

Sang Lan was no better than her, so I helped her up.

After the simple ceremony, the corpse was sent to the crematorium.

The family and friends who had come to pay their respects said farewell to their families and left.

Ji Yayun and Sang Lan insisted on staying behind, accompanying Ling Hong in waiting for her ashes to be buried.

I walked them to the lounge and went outside to smoke.

Not far away, a commotion suddenly broke out.

A thin woman in a white coat was dragged out of the memorial hall by a tall man who was tugging at her hair.

The man grabbed the woman's hair with one hand and slapped her face with the other. Then he kicked her to the ground.

"What are you doing? "Stop!"

I threw off my cigarette and ran over to stop the man who was still trying to charge at me.

"Why did you hit him?"

A few more people walked out of the memorial hall. One of the middle-aged women pointed at the memorial hall and said,

"Hit her? It was considered light even when hitting her! What did she do to my sister? Is she a psychopath? "

I put the white coat behind me and pointed at the memorial hall. I said to the group of people who were glaring at me, "Do you know where this is? Do you know that no one is allowed to make a ruckus before the spirit of the dead? "

The man who beat me up earlier glared at me and pointed at the white coat behind me. "Go and call your leader over right now. You made the corpse look like this, even if you don't want to call the police, I'll call the police! I won't forgive you! "

"I didn't do that." The white-coat scientist finally opened his mouth. His tone was surprisingly calm.

The man rolled up his sleeves and started forward again.

I was about to stop her when a pig-slaughtering scream came from the memorial hall. "Ghost!"

Looking at the group of people running out, I subconsciously looked towards the hall and immediately understood why they were running away.

Inside the crystal coffin sat a person!

"How did this happen?" The white coat behind me pushed past me and hurried in.

Feeling that something was amiss, I followed him into the memorial hall.

The crystal coffin in the crematorium was used to look at the human face, so it was natural that the coffin was filled with corpses.

However, at this moment, the corpse within the coffin actually sat up and opened its eyes.

The two eyes of the corpse were actually blood-red!

I immediately understood why these people were clamoring to hit their white coats.

The female corpse was originally wearing a white dress, but now that the dress's collar had been ripped open, half of her white breasts were exposed.

No matter who, for what purpose, the family would not accept such a desecration of the body.

The white-coat scientist was scared silly. He stared at the woman's corpse and asked, "Why is it like this?"

Very soon, the other crematorium staff members rushed over. They were all shocked when they saw this scene.

"It's her!" She was the one who ruined my sister! My sister has been wronged and is not willing to give up! "

The middle-aged woman from before rushed forward, about to tear apart the white coat. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

However, just as he took a step forward, he let out a hysterical scream.

"The corpse is bleeding!" A young staff member said in a trembling voice and began to retreat.

I turned to look and sucked in a breath of cold air.

Two lines of blood flowed out from the female corpse's eyes!

No, the blood of a dead body shouldn't be so bright.

She was …

I suddenly remembered something from the lousy book. I walked quickly to the middle-aged woman and whispered, "How did your sister die?"

The middle-aged woman was clearly still in a state of panic as she subconsciously replied, "He died from illness."

"I think she was murdered."

"What?" The middle-aged woman widened her eyes.

"Tell the others to leave, I'll examine the corpses."

"Who are you?" The middle-aged woman looked at me suspiciously.

I hesitated for a moment before replying in a low voice, "I am a student of the medical school. I study forensic medicine."

The middle-aged woman was very decisive. She bit her lips and forcefully let everyone out.

As soon as the door to the memorial hall was closed, there was only her and me and a sitting corpse inside.

I took the cinnabar and brush out of my bag.

Without waiting for the middle-aged woman to ask, he dipped the brush in cinnabar and quickly drew a rune on the woman's forehead.

After the last stroke, the temperature in the hall plummeted.

The female corpse fell to the ground.

At the same time, a female ghost appeared on the other side of the crystal coffin, looking exactly like the female corpse inside.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the tattered book, only when the soul was imprisoned within the body and could not be removed would the corpse shed blood and tears.

That was indeed the case.

"Did you suffocate to death? Why are you imprisoned in the spiritual altar and unable to get out? " I tried asking the female ghost.

The female ghost blankly shook its head.

I sighed and brandished a talisman.

The female ghost immediately turned into a wisp of green smoke.

He looked at the female corpse, lying straight in the coffin. The red blood in its eyes had already faded and it had returned to normal.

"Aren't you a medical examiner?" The middle-aged woman asked.

I didn't expect her to be so calm. I didn't ask until then.

I put away my cinnabar brush and said,

"I am a medical examiner and also a exorcist. I have two things to tell you: one, your sister died of asphyxiation, and judging by the contrast of her skin color and the tissue marks around her shoulders, she was probably strangled with something soft like a pillow. Two, I don't know why her clothes are like this, but they are definitely not torn by external forces. "

The middle-aged woman's face steeled, and her teeth chattered in anger.

However, she quickly calmed down and asked: "You are exorcist? How is my sister now? "

"I've already surpassed her."

"What's your name?"

"Xu Huo."

She nodded, took out a business card from her bag, and handed it to me. "Come to me later, and if it's as you say, I'll thank you very much."

He opened the door and shouted: "Call the police!"

I walked over to the beaten white coat and studied her.

He discovered that she was actually a beauty whose figure and looks did not lose to Sang Lan.

Seeing her nervous expression, I hurriedly said, "Don't worry, she didn't arrest you when she called the police. I told her you didn't get the clothes for the body. "

"Who are you? Why would she believe you? "

I extended my right hand out towards her. "My name is Xu Huo."

Her cheeks were red and swollen from being hit, but when she saw my outstretched hand, she revealed a mischievous smile.

She put her hand not far from me, and her big eyes twinkled as she asked, "Do you really want to shake hands with me? Do you know what I do? "

Just as I was about to ask, she grabbed my hand like a prank and shook it with all her might. "Hello, I'm Tang Xi, the makeup artist here."

I started, then realized why she was laughing that way.

The makeup artist of the crematorium was the one who put on makeup for the dead.

I gripped her hand tightly and shook it: "medical school, Forensic Medicine, Xu Huo. What's your cell phone number? "

Tang Xi was startled, and then he flung my hands away and laughed: "Handsome brother, I already have a boyfriend."

I immediately became listless...

The morning after I returned from the crematorium, I received a call from an unknown number.

I thought it was a sales pitch, so I decided to hang up.

After the call was connected, a low and deep male voice came from inside: "You are Xu Huo?"

"I am."

"I am the Deputy Chief of the Public Security Bureau's Highway Branch, Li Xiangdong. Do you know him?"

"Captain Zhao Elder?" My eyelids twitched for no reason.

"Can you come to the Public Security Bureau now? Or should we go and find you? "

"What is it?"

The other party muttered to himself for a moment, then said: "Zhao Qi might have been killed."