With the six upgraded talents, if you can't clear the level in one life, I'll sell the iron to repay the loan for the simulator.
"Xiao He, someone is dead, we have to go and see."
Lao Wang was holding an iron ruler in his left hand, and patted the young man who was swearing on the shoulder with his right hand, motioning for him to follow. The process was the same as when entering the simulation scene for the first time. The two had just left the arresting room, and Gao Dapeng led his apprentice.
Caught up in a hurry.
"Let me introduce you."
"I know, our president's favorite is Gao Zuo!"
"Hahaha, that's too much praise. This is the apprentice I accepted not long ago, Xiuxi Zhang's son, Xiaoyu."
The four of them chatted and laughed and ran all the way to the woods outside the city.
He Zhao looked at the excited look on Xiao Zuo's face and couldn't help but raise a smile. You should be splashed with cold water later.
The whole process was no different from the last time. When Zhang Yu saw the back of the dead body, he immediately sat on the wax and took the initiative to find the wooden ladder. After collecting the body of the dead body, the group of people drove the donkey cart back.
Arriving at the arresting room smoothly, Inspector Wang still took good care of his old colleague's children. After reporting the whole story to the team leader, he went to return the car alone under the scorching sun.
If Wang Xu hadn't taken care of him as a young boy since he replaced his father in the patrol team, he would have been bullied to death by the veterans in the team.
Not to mention anything else, some people had just entered the arresting room. In order to leave a good impression on the old team members, they would accept anyone who came. There was one unlucky guy who couldn't stand the trick and stayed on duty for thirty days in a row, almost making it impossible for him to survive.
sudden death.
If it wasn't for the fact that the team leader couldn't stand it any longer, that guy would probably have been working hard until the guy named He came in, looking like a normal 007.
"Xiao He, uncle is leaving first. If something happens tonight and you are unsure, come to me."
After the words fell, the old patrolman left without looking back.
The sky quickly turned dark, and a watch was hung on the door of the prison cell.
The so-called lanterns are actually two lanterns with the word "capture" written on them. They are hung in front of various shops in Daqing Country. When people look up, they will know what the business of the shop is.
At night, He Zhao hung an iron ruler around his waist and rushed to the morgue.
He wanted to understand why in the last simulated scene, the little widow was lying on the bed of the dead when he was a living person.
After walking through the dark corridor for about three to five minutes, he came to the door of the room where the cold air was coming out.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Inside the house, no one answered.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
He raised his hand and knocked on the door again, slightly more hastily than before.
"Squeak."
Seeing that no one answered him twice in a row, he simply pushed the door open and entered.
It is worth mentioning that the morgue was temporarily renovated, and the windows were sealed with blue bricks. Not to mention being blind at night, it was just a matter of not paying attention during the day, and wrestling on the ground was nothing new.
As soon as he entered the house, his eyes, which were capable of night vision, immediately saw a dozen simple morgues with two corpses covered with white cloths lying on them. One of them shook continuously after he entered. It made the crudely made wooden bed
, making a series of creaking sounds.
He Zhao showed a smirk and walked towards the other party step by step.
"Tap tap. tap tap"
The sound of footsteps was extremely harsh in the silent room.
After five or six steps, he reached the front, stretched out his hand and lifted up the white cloth little by little.
"Oh my god!"
The little man screamed, jumped up with a thud, and tried to run for his life.
As a result, a strong hand was placed on his shoulder and pushed him back forcefully.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"
It's over, Barbie is Qing.
Instead of facing the mysterious legend, it would be better to be eaten by a big bear.
"it's me!"
"???"
Hearing the voice, Zhang Yu stopped sobbing and turned around to look.
"Brother Zhao?"
"No, why are you lying on the morgue covered with a white cloth when you have nothing to do in the middle of the night and draw a Zhong Kui face?" Gao Dapeng asked you to practice your courage, but he didn't ask you to act like a corpse.
"Me me me"
The little boy stuttered, and the rest of the words were stuck in his throat, unable to come out.
"Slow down, take a breath, and then talk."
"Uh-huh."
After waiting for a long time, he finally calmed down his excitement.
"Say it."
"Master said that if you want to be safe tonight, draw a picture of Zhong Kui on your face. Then, lie down on the bed and cover your face with a white cloth. If you hear any strange noises at night, don't move at will and pretend you didn't hear anything. After a night, you will naturally be fine.
"
"."
Damn, you are safe. I probably died at the hands of a hanged man in my previous life.
One thing to say is that today he is congratulating someone on night watch. When the average of the three basic attributes is 2 points, can he defeat the weird thing that pretends to be a corpse?
Normal people would be frightened just by seeing it, and they would not be able to resist at all.
Unless there is a gun in the hand and the firepower is strong enough, humans would dare to shout in front of the gods that I will kill the gods today.
An iron ruler + a fledgling + an eighteen-year-old boy = free!
"You just keep lying down."
After saying that, he turned around and planned to leave.
The arrest room stores tax money, official property, stolen goods and weapons used in homicide cases, all placed in the warehouse.
Normally, the squad leader would not want to go in without the permission of the squad leader or the chief.
Guarding oneself to steal?
Usually every morning, Lao Liu, who is responsible for the warehouse, will conduct an inventory.
If it is stolen, you will be directly held accountable to the night patrol. If you are stripped of your black skin, you will be given a lighter sentence. If it is more serious, you will be put in jail and wait in line at the market to be shot.
There were many people during the day, so a certain famous ruthless man didn't dare to be too aggressive, so he had to wait until night.
"No, Brother Zhao. I don't dare anymore, let me go with you!"
Xiao Wuzuo grabbed He Zhao's arm and looked frightened. He didn't want to experience the sound of footsteps approaching step by step just now, or he would go back to play with bears.
"Haha, okay. I'll send you to the lounge, and you stay in there. Wait a minute, why is there a stain on your arm?"
"Ah! Maybe I accidentally rubbed it when I was putting on makeup on myself."
The two asked and answered questions, walked out of the morgue, and returned to the lounge.
"I'm leaving. Lock the door. If there is any noise, pretend not to hear it. Do you understand? By the way, you can take this." After saying that, he took off the iron ruler hanging from his waist.
"I know!"
Xiao Wuzuo nodded repeatedly, stretched out his hand to take the iron ruler, and felt relieved for a moment.
"I almost forgot. You must remember not to raise your head. Never, ever, do not raise your head. Your life and fortune are at stake. Once you raise your head, you will most likely die."
"ah?!"
The child's face turned pale. If he raised his head, he would die.
Mom, I'll tell Gao Dapeng tomorrow morning that I won't do it anymore, and I'll do it with whoever I want.
How can it be so dangerous for two people under the same rank to work together?
"boom!"
The door was closed, and He Zhao held in his hand a piece of hemp rope that he had prepared in advance in the afternoon, and walked towards the warehouse. In his pocket, there was also a bunch of keys, which he got from Lao Liu.
On the way, he did not dare to be careless at all. He always looked straight ahead and did not let his head move easily.
It took about two minutes to arrive in front of the warehouse door.
He took out the key from his pocket, unlocked the door, and walked in without hesitation.
"rub--"
A white shadow slid away along the crack in the window.
"?!"
An ordinary person would definitely not notice the abnormal phenomenon just now.
But the problem is, due to the talent [Dark Moon Messenger+], the attributes of the whole body have been increased by a full thirty points, and it is difficult not to notice.
"not good."
He hurriedly went to the shelves in the first row of the room and looked for the hanging hemp rope on the second floor.
Before Lao Wang returned the donkey cart, someone asked without leaving any trace the specific location of the murder weapon.
Sure enough, the rope disappeared.
"It seems to be a man-made disaster!"
The last time I simulated the scene, it was not only tricky, but also involved people.
"Too careless."
When coming out of the lounge, you should first activate the BUFF that disappears.
In this case, the white shadow before may not be frightened away.
Of course, you have to try it to know whether BUFF has any effect on people who are hiding.
"Buzz!"
Invisible power surged, and He Zhao's sense of existence quickly disappeared.
Then he threw the hemp rope he brought on the shelf and pretended to be it. According to Lao Wang, Lao Liu, who had been doing inventory in the warehouse all year round, just took the list and glanced at it to make sure that the items were not missing.
Moreover, there are no valuable items in the room. Even if there were any, I would have asked the chief and team captains to divide them up and use them to subsidize the family.
After all, the salary of a small official is really low. If we don't think about other ways to make money, how can we support a large family and the servants who serve them?
After leaving the warehouse, he walked carefully around the warehouse but found nothing unusual.
'Weird!'
Since the other party dared to kill him last time, he definitely didn't leave.
'Forget it, go to the morgue.'
He is quite interested in corpse fraud.
This time, I want to observe the whole process with my own eyes.
After a while, I returned to the cold room.
After closing the old wooden door, he sat down on the simple wooden bed next to the hanged man and stared at his "roommate".
Perhaps because he disliked the white cloth blocking his view, he even reached out to lift the cloth, revealing the ferocious and terrifying picture of Zhong Kui.
'Huh?'
Doubts arose in my heart, as the patterns on the corpse's face were a bit flowery.
It seemed like someone accidentally rubbed it dirty with their hands.
In his mind, Zhang Yu subconsciously appeared, trembling and frightened, looking at the scene of a dead man using a mirror to put makeup on himself one stroke at a time.
After the makeup was completed, my arm accidentally rubbed the face underneath the body.
"."
Is the Zhong Kui picture on the face the key to preventing the deceased from getting up in the middle of the night?
Because of the little work, the pattern failed, and even the corpse was faked in the middle of the night.
But why did he ignore the living people lying under the same roof with him?
Thinking of this, he leaned down and smelled it.
Then, he stretched out his fingers and rubbed it gently. After rubbing a little, he put it in front of his eyes and observed it carefully. It was indeed a thick substance containing oil and pigment, but it exuded a faint odor.
"Crunch!"
The hanged man moved, causing the wooden bed to make an unusual sound.
He Zhao's eyes widened in excitement, it's coming, the other party is about to pick up the body.
The next moment, the deceased's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
Under his even more excited eyes, the corpse stood up tremblingly.