I've heard of corpse fraud before, but this is the first time I've encountered it before.
What kind of corpse fraud is this? The deceased must have been sent to the funeral parlor while he was still alive.
This kind of thing is not uncommon. In the past, there were old people who had been sick in bed for a long time, and ended up falling asleep and breathing very shallowly.
The heartless son and daughter-in-law wanted the old man to die early, so they didn't even check him. When they saw that the old man was not breathing, they sent him to the funeral home.
During the cremation, the old man woke up again and almost scared the cremator to death.
Just as I was thinking about that, a woman in a uniform rushed out of the hall. She was barefoot and limping out. She was holding a mourning stick in her hand and started beating the crowd indiscriminately.
The boss is indeed right. You can see humanity in hospitals, and you can also see it in funeral homes.
Since it wasn't a hoax, I simply watched the fun with a smile.
I saw the crowd chasing the woman in thin clothes, and some of the people who reacted stopped and pointed, while those who had evil thoughts in their hearts still looked pale and ran away in a hurry.
Director Gu and his employees hurriedly went to stop him. Some people also called 110 to call the police, which was also mixed with the curse of "dead man". It probably meant that a pair of adulterous women gave themselves sleeping pills and pretended to commit suicide. As a result, they became a little impatient.
He was sent to the funeral home before he was dead.
I enjoyed eating this melon so much that I helped Director Gu close the door of the funeral home. No one here could think of running away until the police arrived.
While I was watching it with great interest, someone suddenly tugged on my trouser leg.
I looked down and found a little girl of five or six years old, carrying a handbag and looking up at me.
There was fear in her eyes, and it was obvious that she came here only after she mustered up the courage.
Seeing me lowering my head, he didn't say anything. He just pushed his handbag in front of me and took two steps back.
I opened my handbag subconsciously and was surprised.
The bright red area inside the bag was actually filled with hundred-dollar bills! At a glance, it was at least fifty or sixty thousand!
I hurriedly closed the handbag, but my head swept around.
Then I saw Zhao Fei sneaking around the corner and peeking at me for the first time.
Perhaps sensing that I had spotted him, Zhao Fei quickly retracted his body.
But I picked up the little girl and rushed over in three or two steps, saying angrily, "Zhao Fei! Try running!"
Zhao Fei shivered, then turned around and grinned: "Oh! Little brother! You are so kind-hearted, knowing that this child has a hard life, so you took this job."
"Boss Zhang has an employee like you. He deserves to have a prosperous career and become more and more famous!"
I thought about lightning and immediately understood what was going on.
Zhao Fei, the bastard, knew that I didn’t want to take over the job of dismembering corpses, so he actually asked the deceased’s daughter to come over and deliver the money in person!
According to the rules of the funeral home, after I collected the money, I had to take care of the matter!
I was furious: "Old Zhao, it's okay! I've already used all my tricks like this!"
Zhao Fei knew he was in the wrong and said with a smile: "Little brother, I have accepted the money, we have to do this work."
"Look, how pitiful this child is. If anything happens to him, you won't feel sorry for him, right?"
I wanted to throw money at Zhao Fei's face, but I turned around and looked at the little girl, and found that her eyes were bloodshot, her eyes were black, and she looked completely depressed.
Realizing that I was looking at her, I even hugged the railing next to me with both hands, as if this could bring her a sense of security.
The anger in my heart suddenly disappeared.
I said with a sullen face: "Old Zhao, you are just here to torment me!"
"Take the children and come with me!"
After finishing speaking, I walked quickly along the corridor and opened an empty reception room.
Zhao Fei followed quickly with his children. As soon as he entered the room, he apologized again: "Little brother, I really can't help it."
"If the gambler's body cannot be taken away, something will happen."
"If you don't want to make money, you just want to pity this child, okay?"
I dragged over a chair and asked the child to sit down.
Then he said seriously to Zhao Fei: "First of all! If you want me to take this job, fifty thousand yuan is not enough! You need two hundred thousand!"
Zhao Fei bared his teeth and said: "Little brother, look, I don't have much money either..."
Seeing my sharp eyes, Zhao Fei immediately changed his words: "Okay! Two hundred thousand is two hundred thousand!"
"But let's make an agreement first. When you issue the invoice, it should be written with 300,000!"
Damn it, this guy actually issued false invoices!
You are really a damn iron cock, you won’t pluck even a hair!
I said: "Don't even think about it! It's as much as you want, or you can find someone else to do it!"
Zhao Fei said with a grimace: "Okay, you have the ability, you are the uncle."
I said again: "Okay, now tell me what's going on with this gambler."
As soon as he talked about business, Zhao Fei's expression became serious.
He glanced at the child, then took out a piece of information from the briefcase he carried with him and said, "It's all here!"
I took the information, glanced at it casually, and immediately avoided the child's sight.
There are several photos mixed in the information, which are bloody and not suitable for children to see.
According to the information, the gambler's name is Ma Congjun, he is thirty-five years old, and he works as a community security guard.
The salary for a security job is not high, and all of my colleagues are men. This guy learned to play cards with his colleagues as soon as he went back and forth.
Once you get involved in card playing, it is difficult to quit, so Ma joined the army for three years.
In the past three years, from a small fight for ten or eight dollars, to winning or losing four or five thousand in a game of cards, Ma Congjun was trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.
No matter how many times his wife persuaded him or how many times he quarreled, Ma Congjun didn't care. When he ran out of money, he would ask his wife for it. Otherwise, he would lie to relatives and friends.
And because his hands and feet were unclean, he got into trouble through petty theft.
Because of this, I lost my job.
Later, I lost miserably and incurred a gambling debt of more than 80,000 yuan in one night. After returning home, I was thinking about what I could sell in exchange for money to recoup my losses.
But the house is rented, the furniture is broken, and even the mobile phone that I have been using can only be replaced with a kitchen knife or washbasin.
There isn't even anything to sell.
In the blink of an eye, he saw his five-year-old daughter and remembered that there was someone among the gamblers who knew the trafficker, so he immediately made a call.
After asking about the price, I went to sell it with my child in my arms.
Unexpectedly, when he made the call, he happened to catch up with his wife coming back from the night shift and listened clearly outside the door.
The desperate wife rushed in with a kitchen knife and slashed the gambler on the shoulder blade.
I won’t go into details about what happened next. Anyway, it was despair mixed with hatred. This miserable woman chopped her husband more than ten times and lost his breath on the spot.
After chopping, they started to light fire and boil water, and divided the body into more than a dozen pieces, preparing to boil it and flush it into the sewer.
It is worth mentioning that the house Ma Congjun rented was very small, so when she was doing these things, her five-year-old daughter was always watching.