After leaving the police station, Gao Ning called Uncle Feng and drove all the way to the beach behind the hotel according to the address provided by the other party.
After getting out of the car and walking a few steps, I saw a group of people gathered not far away. They were obviously looking at the excitement.
Gao Ning glanced around and found Uncle Feng in the middle of the crowd. He couldn't help but become curious and strode over.
In the crowd, a corpse was lying on the ground, followed by Uncle Feng and a girl with short hair and a somewhat rustic dress.
"Hey, don't move, you should wait for the police to come at this time!"
"The police will not delay our autopsy and assist in judging the case. It will be a great achievement. You stay out of the way and I will see how he died!"
The rustic girl rolled up her sleeves, stretched out a finger, and stabbed the corpse's buttocks hard. In the midst of everyone's horrified eyes, she twisted it vigorously, and then pulled it out with a loud sound.
Uncle Feng swallowed and asked, "You...what are you doing?"
"An autopsy!"
The rustic girl looked matter-of-factly. She put her fingers under her nose, smelled it first, then licked it, frowned and said, "Strange, there is a coke smell. Could it be that this guy was burned to death?"
"How can it be?"
Uncle Feng instinctively retorted: "There are no traces of burning on his body, and his hair is still wet. He was obviously still in the sea just now. How could he be burned to death?"
"But it clearly smells like coke. If you don't believe me, why don't you try it?"
The rustic girl stepped aside with an affirmative look on her face.
Uncle Feng hesitated for a moment, then inexplicably stretched out a finger, imitating the movements of a rustic girl, and poked it hard.
The onlookers all gasped and subconsciously covered their buttocks. They felt that the two people in front of them were so cruel that they would not even spare the dead.
Uncle Feng pulled out his finger and smelled it. It smelled like shit. He thought about it and licked it again, his eyes lit up: "It's salty, it's drowned!"
"impossible!"
The rustic girl was unconvinced and fucked her again. This time she simply put her fingers into her mouth and poked them left and right like she was brushing her teeth. Then she said with certainty: "The smell of charcoal is very strong. I suspect he committed suicide by swallowing charcoal."
, it’s all burnt inside!”
"Nonsense!"
Uncle Feng was not convinced, so he penetrated it again and licked it vigorously: "Yes, it's salty and smells like sea water. It must be someone who drowned!"
"He was burned to death!"
"Drown!"
"Burned to death!"
"Drown!"
The two of them insisted on their own opinions and argued endlessly. The onlookers became curious, and one bold person walked to the opposite side and imitated their example. He also poked it with his finger, and then smelled and licked it.
"I don't feel any burning smell. It's really salty. I think I drowned!"
After hearing what he said, the onlookers couldn't bear it any longer, and they all came together in droves, wanting to try it themselves.
Uncle Feng and the two were pushed to the side. Just as they were about to speak, they saw the "corpse" suddenly screamed and jumped up while holding his crotch.
"Who? Who stabbed me? Stand up for me! I just lie down for a while with low blood sugar, what are you guys doing!"
The "corpse" is like a wounded beast, holding back its cries tightly. Its sad expression and desperate voice are truly heart-breaking for those who hear it and shed tears for those who see it.
When everyone saw the commotion, they became distraught.
Uncle Feng and the rustic girl also turned around together, keeping their upper bodies still and their lower bodies taking small steps, trying to leave the scene silently.
But before they had even taken two steps, their shoulders were held down at the same time.
Their bodies froze, and no "bodies" were discovered that they were the instigators.
Unexpectedly, a familiar voice came from behind.
"Uncle Feng, so you still have this hobby? It's really...unique!"
Gao Ning had a strange expression and was suppressing a smile.
I originally just came to join in the fun and see how Uncle Feng catches ghosts, but unexpectedly I saw this scene. It was really a worthwhile trip.
When he turned around and saw Gao Ning, Uncle Feng's face turned even darker.
Such a dark history was witnessed by his junior colleagues, and his concave senior appearance may have been shattered into pieces.
"What are you doing here?"
"Come and take a look! Lao Wang said you were on a mission here, and the case you gave me happened to have been solved. I had nothing to do, so I came here to see if I could help. I didn't expect..." Gao Ning said meaningfully.
"Believe me, it was an accident!"
"Cousin, who is this?" the rustic girl asked curiously.
Uncle Feng introduced him angrily: "My colleague, whom I don't know very well, is called Gao Ning! My cousin Li Jialing!"
"It turns out to be Comrade Gao, hello, hello!"
The rustic girl shook her hand warmly and shook her head up and down.
Gao Ning was a little stunned. Hearing her name and looking at her dress, she most likely came from the north.
No wonder she is a cousin.
At that moment, Gao Ning also laughed: "Nice to meet you, Miss Li! You just..."
"Ahem!"
Uncle Feng coughed quickly to interrupt the topic, pretended to be serious and took out the compass, looked at the pointer spinning like a windmill, frowned and said: "That shouldn't be the case, there must be a corpse!"
"What corpse?" Gao Ning asked.
Li Jialing explained: "Oh! My cousin said before that his compass display was abnormal and there must be corpses around. I didn't believe it, so I accompanied him to search everywhere.
When I found the guy just now, I thought he was a real person, but I didn’t want him to be alive!”
The corner of Gao Ning's mouth twitched: "Uncle Feng, aren't you here to solve the haunting problem? Why did you change your career to find corpses?"
Uncle Feng glared at Gao Ning and said angrily: "How can we solve the haunting without finding the body?"
"Is there still such a thing?"
Gao Ning was a little puzzled, but he still pointed to the hotel in the back and said: "I don't know how far you are talking about. If it includes the hotel, a team of policemen came up just now. Judging from the posture, someone must have died!"
"What?"
Uncle Feng was startled and walked quickly towards the hotel. Gao Ning and Li Jialing followed behind, also wanting to see what was going on.
All the way into the hotel lobby, there were already several police officers questioning the front desk.
Uncle Feng had no idea of communicating with his colleagues. He held the compass in his right hand and kept calculating with his left hand. Then he walked directly into the elevator without stopping.
Gao Ning and the other two walked in.
The elevator went all the way to the 16th floor. When a few people walked out, they saw a door open, and there were police officers inside and outside.
Uncle Feng looked down and saw that the compass needle was fixed, and he couldn't help but look happy.
"Found it! It's right here!"
Gao Ning rolled his eyes and thought to himself, the police are here, why do you need to tell me?
Seeing the stranger appear, the police guarding the outside quickly stepped forward to stop him.
Uncle Feng and Gao Ning showed their IDs and walked in without any hindrance.
Li Jialing followed behind. The police thought they were colleagues and did not stop her.
As soon as the three of them entered the house, they saw a corpse on a big bed.
The body's hands and feet were tied to the bed, and the whole person was lying face to face. An ice pick was inserted into his chest. He was already dead and could no longer die.
Seeing this scene, Gao Ning was stunned and almost shouted out his name.
