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Chapter 257 Mortuary

The old face was covered with wrinkles, like a piece of dry old tree bark.

Especially that face now pressed tightly against the window, grinning at us with its yellow teeth exposed.

"Fuck!" Duanmuqing jumped up when he saw that face.

The two policemen immediately put their hands on their waists, apparently preparing to draw their guns.

The funeral home worker who had been sitting in front of the computer was so frightened that he screamed and almost fainted.

Even someone like me, who is used to seeing ghosts and ghosts, was frightened by that old face and took a breath.

This is not cowardice, this is human instinct.

It's already dark outside now, especially since we are still checking that weird video. No one can resist the sudden appearance of such an old face.

The old face saw our appearance, smiled, and then moved away from the window.

Only then did I see clearly that it was an old man with a hunchback, wearing an old black suit, and he was gesturing with his hands.

Seeing the old man outside the window, Jiang Zheng first breathed a sigh of relief, put down his hand, and then pulled up the frightened staff member from under the table.

Looking at the old man outside, the staff member who almost peed his pants finally breathed a sigh of relief. He waved angrily at the window and said, "Uncle Liu, I have something to do today, I'll leave later!"

Hearing his words, the old man grinned again, nodded, turned around and walked away with his back bent.

"Who is this person?" Looking at the old man's back, I couldn't help but ask.

"We, the gatekeeper, don't know what his name is. We all call him Uncle Liu. He is a deaf-mute. He can't speak, but he can hear." The guy sat back on the chair and wiped the sweat from his head.

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I looked at the old man's back and couldn't help but narrow my eyes.

There is nothing unusual about this old man except that he looks a little scary. He looks like an ordinary old man.

But I don't know why, looking at this old man, I feel an indescribable awkwardness in my heart.

It was an indescribable feeling, especially because this old man actually made me feel familiar.

"Is there any problem with that person?" I turned around and looked at Duanmuqing and asked him.

Duanmuqing shook his head and said nothing.

Seeing him shaking his head, I didn't say anything else. Duanmuqing was a corpse breeder after all. If there was anything abnormal about the old man, he should be able to tell it.

After all, corpse keeping is a sect that belongs to the same sect and has the same origin, and the average corpse keeper can recognize his peers at a glance.

The old man left and we continued to check the videos. The remaining two videos took place last year and this year.

The situation is almost exactly the same as a video, both of which show the corpse walking out of the room on its own.

"What do you two think?"

After watching the surveillance video, Jiang Zheng handed me and Duanmuqing a cigarette each and asked.

His attitude was very polite. It seemed that Xu Yang must have said a lot about me in front of him.

After all, the police generally don't believe this kind of thing, but this weird thing happened on his own territory, and Jiang Zheng had no choice but to do it.

"I want to go to the morgue and take a look." Duanmuqing said after taking a puff of his cigarette.

I nodded. Since the body came out of the morgue, maybe there was something weird there.

"Okay, Xiao Liu, take us to the morgue." After hearing Duanmuqing's words, Jiang Zheng said to the staff of the funeral home.

Who would have thought that after hearing his words, Xiao Liu turned pale, swallowed and said: "Captain Jiang, I... I really don't dare to go. You don't know, now we don't dare to work the night shift at all. That morgue

I really don’t dare to go there at night!”

After hearing what he said, Jiang Zheng frowned, a little unhappy, but did not get angry, because anyone would be afraid of this kind of thing.

Seeing Jiang Zheng's ugly face, Xiao Liu quickly said: "Don't be angry, I asked Uncle Liu to take you there. He will be on duty here at night."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed.

"Uncle Liu, come here. The police are going to the morgue. You can take them there." After Xiao Liu finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Because Uncle Liu is mute and cannot speak.

Not long after, the old man came over again, hunched over, and stood at the door, holding a bunch of keys in his hand and gesturing to us.

"Captain Jiang, just follow him." Looking at the old man at the door, Xiao Liu seemed to have seen a savior.

Jiang Zheng glanced at me, I nodded, and then followed the old man out.

The funeral parlor in Liangcheng is relatively large, with the work area in the front and the morgue at the back.

The old man led us towards the back, then came to a row of low houses, took out the key and opened the door of the concierge.

The door opened, and a cold breath hit his face, making people shiver uncontrollably.

Duanmuqing walked into the room, looked at the row of morgues, with a hint of excitement on his face, and took a deep breath.

He is a corpse breeder, so he has a natural affinity for the smell of corpses, although he himself is disgusted by this feeling.

I squatted down, put my hands on the ground, and felt the atmosphere around me.

Deathly silence, there was deathly silence all around, there was no breath left by the activities of ghosts at all, only the cold corpse breath of the dead.

There are corpses parked inside the cabinet. Of course, we will not open the cabinet to disturb their cleanliness. We are just checking to see if there is anything abnormal here.

But obviously, neither I nor Duanmuqing found anything.

"How are you doing? What did you find?" Xu Yang walked up to me and asked me.

I shook my head and said nothing.

It's really quiet inside the morgue, nothing unusual at all.

"It seems that it was really done by a colleague, and he is a master." At this time, Duanmu Qing came over and said to me.

"There are no living people in the morgue at night, just these corpses, so the guy who made the corpses move must have used methods outside. He can move the corpses across such a long distance. He is considered a leader in our profession of cadaver keepers.

You’re a master.”

After hearing what Duanmuqing said, I nodded. Since nothing was found here, I had no choice but to leave first. After all, it was so late at night that we couldn't stay in the morgue overnight.

We walked out and the old man closed the door.

I have been observing the old man, because I don't know why, but I always feel that something is wrong with him.

It was an indescribable feeling. There was nothing unusual about the old man's aura, but I just felt a familiar smell on him.

But I don't know where that familiar smell comes from.

I looked at him, and the old man closed the door, turned around, glanced at me, and then grinned at me.


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