Lanbei Street is not big, but there are all kinds of shops. Bai Mo can see at a glance that there are almost all kinds of strange shop names.
Many of the signboards are handwritten and the handwriting is very sloppy, as if they were made in a hurry to cope with some inspection.
This seemed to be a commercial street, but the strange thing was that most of the shops were not open at this time. Even if he occasionally saw a few that were open, Bai Mo didn't find a single person after he entered.
He shook his head secretly, this place was very special, but the novelty would wear off after a short time, and it seemed like there weren't many businesses settling in. No wonder the whole street was so deserted.
But it’s still not quite right. Even if such a place is not used as a tourist attraction, there won’t be no one there...
Bai Mo naturally didn't know that in order to minimize the probability of him coming into contact with the explorers and detecting anomalies, the Bureau of Forbidden Exclusion had asked the explorers not to come to Lanbei Street recently.
The explorers thought that there was some big move by the Forbidden Bureau, maybe they were arresting some terrible people, and they couldn't get away from each other, so they dared to approach Lanbei Street.
Bai Mo couldn't help but feel regretful. He originally thought he could try to find a part-time job here.
But now that you’re here, it’s natural to have a good visit and treat it as a vacation for yourself.
He walked all the way and saw no one else except the woman at the beginning. The empty streets were silent, with only shadows for company, but he didn't feel lonely either.
In this way, Bai Mo walked and stopped for a while, and suddenly noticed an open shop. It looked like a coffin shop, and his eyes lit up.
Most people are taboo about coffins, thinking that contact with them will be unlucky, so coffins are rarely seen on the pavement. He didn't expect to see them here.
Perhaps because he had been dealing with coffins in cemeteries for a long time, Bai Mo felt that this store was a bit friendly.
When I raised my head, I saw the four big black characters "Huangquan Extradition" written on the signboard. There was a hint of dark red at the tip of the pen, and the writing was vigorous. It was obviously written by everyone.
“It’s quite artistic.”
Bai Mo didn't know much about calligraphy, but he just thought these words were beautifully written. As he sighed, he saw the door of the coffin shop was ajar, and it was dark inside. He didn't know whether it was open or not.
Listening carefully, there were faint voices coming from the store, so I guess someone must be there.
He immediately became interested and planned to go in and have a good look around, and buy some paper money to go back.
When he walked to the door, Bai Mo was about to open the door and go in, when he suddenly felt a strange sight on his body, as if someone was staring at him.
But the streets were empty, not even a ghost could be seen, so where were the people?
Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, lowered his head, and saw a pale paper man lying on the threshold.
The paper figure is about the size of a palm, and there are no detailed facial features on the face. Only two huge eyes are drawn, with cold eyes and scarlet cheeks, which makes it look quite strange.
"Paper man?"
Bai Mo was startled for a moment, then knelt down and picked it up. He felt that the paper man was a little cold, and the weight was a little weird, much heavier than he expected.
It can be seen that the paper man's eyes have been carefully drawn and lifelike, but they are not vivid, but dull and rigid, making him a little scared after looking at them for a long time.
Bai Mo looked at the paper man for a moment, and then stared at the eyes for a long time, as if he was looking into each other's eyes. After a while, he laughed to himself and put the paper man back on the ground.
"It seems I didn't sleep well last night. I actually had the illusion that this paper man was looking at me..."
He shook his head and was about to walk into the store, but happened to hear a conversation inside the house.
Only one person asked: "This body must have just been obtained, right?"
Corpse?
Upon hearing these two words, Bai Mo immediately stopped and stood at the door to eavesdrop.
The paper man who had been lying motionless on the ground rolled his eyes and quietly moved his body, as if he was trying to crawl into the house along the threshold.
Bai Mo lowered his head suspiciously, and the paper man hurriedly stopped.
Soon, another voice sounded in the room, and his tone was calm: "It's true that I just got it not long ago, but don't take his idea."
"Why, you don't want to sell it? I can pay double the price."
"No matter how much you offer, it's useless. This guy has some background. I don't dare to take action until I understand the situation."
"Hey." The person who spoke at the beginning seemed to be interested, "And there are corpses that you don't dare to sell out? Tsk tsk, the signboard of 'Huangquan Extradition' is hung up outside, but you still don't dare to do business..."
"No need to provoke me."
Another person said calmly, "He is the student of the old guy who carved the monument. Even if I dare to sell it, do you have the guts to buy it?"
As soon as the words fell, the room suddenly became quiet, and the two of them fell silent at the same time.
"I see, the one who carved the monument..."
At first, the man seemed to have been thinking for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Buy! Why don't you dare to buy it?"
His voice continued: "I won't hide it from you. I am interested in the hands and eyes of this corpse. You can sell them to me for whatever price you want."
Another person still disagreed: "I said, I dare not sell it, otherwise once the matter is exposed, both you and I will suffer."
"It's okay, it's the same as before. You make a pair of prosthetic hands and eyes for the corpse, and then cremate it as soon as possible. No one can see it."
"Impossible, it's too dangerous."
It seemed that he felt that this guy was too stubborn, so he became a little impatient at first. He lowered his voice and said in a bewitching tone:
"These hands are of great use, but not for myself, but for a big shot..."
"Big shot?"
"Yes, a very big person... I know that you have been looking for materials to raise corpses..."
"That's right!" Another person said excitedly, "Do you have one in your hand?"
"..."
Bai Mo only heard an exclamation, and then there was no movement.
But he finally understood that the corpse the two people in the coffin shop were talking about was not the one lost in the cemetery, but another corpse.
But that's not important.
What's important is that this coffin shop seems to be secretly engaged in the business of selling corpses, and it seems that this is not the first time that after removing certain organs from the corpse, they actually make fake ones to replace them, in order to deceive the family of the deceased.
According to past opinions, this method of destroying corpses is very vicious and will prevent the deceased from being buried in peace.
Although Bai Mo doesn't believe this, as a tomb keeper, he has some feelings for corpses, so he naturally hates this kind of business.
And judging from the familiarity of the two people in the house, I'm afraid they've made a lot of dirty money over the years.
Thinking of this, Bai Mo quietly walked away from the coffin shop. While staring at the door, he took out his mobile phone and called Lu Zhan.
There were at least two people in the shop, and it was difficult for him to fight with two fists. Naturally, he would not rush into the coffin shop and make a declaration of justice in a hot head. That would be the behavior of a fool.
If you have trouble, call the police.
This is the wisest choice at the moment.
In front of the coffin shop, a palm-sized paper man lay on the threshold, about to climb into the house, but Bai Mo kept staring at the door of the shop.
Under this sight, it no longer dared to move an inch.
