I thought it was an hallucination, so I rubbed my eyes, put on my gloves again, and poked her toes, and sure enough there was a reaction!
But I'm not sure whether she is alive or a fake corpse. I think it's probably the latter. After all, she died for too long. However, I still pulled her ice coffin out of the "drawer".
I patted her cheek and called out twice. Suddenly, Du Jiayao's eyes opened like a light bulb. I was frightened. I quickly retreated and cleared the ground. She sat down from the ice coffin again.
stand up.
"Hey, are you alive or dead?" I asked cautiously, and glanced at the direction of the door. If she ran away, I would run away too - run away!
If she had come back to life and she was so energetic, she would definitely give me a response, but she didn't. She was still sitting upright in the ice coffin at more than 20 degrees below zero, with a pair of big eyes staring straight into the air.
at a certain point.
It seems to be a fake corpse.
"The battle is about to end, if good luck comes..." I started to recite the "Corpse Spell" taught to me by Lao Zhou, a 108-word incantation. After I recited the first time, Du Jiayao showed no reaction and was still sitting there.
There, is my voice not loud enough?
But I'm afraid of disturbing other "sleeping" corpses - this corpse spell is a double-edged sword. It only works on corpse fraudsters and cannot be recited casually on normal corpses, in case the soul of the corpse is still there.
, but it is easy to pretend to be dead - so I took courage, took two steps forward, covered my mouth with my hand, came close to Du Jiayao's ear, and read it again.
Still no response, is it possible to use English? Because when she talked to her dad on the phone before, her dad said that this child grew up with her mother in Britannia. Her native language is English. In order to take the college entrance examination in our hot summer country, she just graduated this year.
Came back from there.
"sht-will-die, if-e-nice-leaf..." I just translated a few sentences randomly, and she actually lay down!
Unexpectedly, it really worked. It seems that I will have to memorize the English version and get some French ones later. I have the Japanese version ready for use someday.
I stroked her eyes: "Rest in peace, kid, Amen!"
Du Jiayao's eyelids were loose and she closed her eyes. I quickly pushed her ice coffin back, leaned on the head of the coffin, and when I touched her head, I started sweating.
I'm not that afraid of ghosts, because the ghosts I've encountered in the past two days, without exception, are almost human-like. I'm just afraid of this kind of half-dead thing that suddenly pops out, because you can't guess what it's going to do!
After calming down for a while, I left the morgue and handed the key back to the duty room.
An unknown number called in, and it was Feng Jiajia who answered the call. She said she was home and her father had woken up. After knowing what had happened, his father was a little scared and wanted to take Jiajia back to his hometown to stay for a while and come back when the weather calmed down.
"Okay, let's go back," I said, "Don't forget to bring your review materials. When are you leaving?"
"My dad said to leave now!"
I looked at my watch. It was four o'clock in the morning and it was almost dawn. It should be fine.
"be safe."
"Yeah, thank you, brother!"
There is still no news from Liu Feng. It seems that this murderer will be difficult to catch. I sent another WeChat message to Xie Xin'an, briefly explaining the situation, especially highlighting my importance in the arrest process (it is indeed very important,
It’s not that I’m very powerful, it’s mainly because I’m the only person who has had a phone call with the murderer and I have a lot of clues.) Xie Xin’an quickly replied: Got it, where are you?
I said the duty room, and Xie Xinan asked me to go to a room on the third floor, 305.
I have never been to the third floor because it is always locked. I asked Lao Zhou before and he said that the third floor is a warehouse and there is nothing interesting to see.
Did Xie Xin'an drink too much and pass through the wall in a daze to sleep in the warehouse?
I left the duty room and climbed up the stairs. When I reached the second floor, I looked up. The stairwell to the third floor was still locked, but although the lock was hung on the iron fence, it was open. I took off the lock and pulled it open.
Open the fence and continue going up.
There were no lights, and the corridor was dark. I used my mobile phone to illuminate it and saw that this was not a warehouse. Just like the first and second floors, there were offices one after another. However, there was no department office on the door.
The nameplate of the room only has Arabic numerals, 302, 303, 304, 305, arrived.
I knocked on the door, and Xie Xin'an's voice came from inside: "The door is unlocked, come in."
I opened the door and what I saw was a very well-decorated office, antique Chinese style, with mahogany decorations everywhere, which gave me the illusion of traveling to ancient times. Xie Xin'an was still wearing her suit.
, is sitting on the sofa, frowning, rubbing his head, it seems that the drunkenness has not passed yet.
"Are you okay?" I walked over and asked with concern. After all, it was me who was the leader, or I was the one who drank too much.
"Put your shoulder on my shoulder." Xie Xin'an said weakly.
"Oh." I stood behind the sofa and squeezed her shoulders, but there were sponge shoulder pads in her suit, which made it a bit difficult.
Xie Xin'an turned around and looked at me with a frown: "Try harder!"
"Your clothes are hard to press," I said.
"Nothing..." Xie Xin'an had no choice but to take off her suit jacket. Just as I was about to do it, she took off the white shirt underneath.
"Isn't this... bad?" I smiled bitterly. Looking at it from my angle, I had nowhere to put my eyes!
"It's up to you." Xie Xin'an said coldly.
I had to use my hand again and touched her shoulder directly. It was so cold, similar to the touch of a corpse that had just been pulled out of the ice coffin, but it was not as stiff as a corpse. The texture was delicate and soft, just like a living person.
Xie Xin'an seemed to feel comfortable being pressed, and hummed softly, "You're a good craftsman, have you learned it?"
I quickly swallowed the saliva in my mouth and said softly: "I haven't learned anything."
"Well..." Xie Xin'an closed her eyes. Within two minutes, her breathing (ghosts actually breathe) became heavy and even, and she fell asleep...
I slowly removed my hands, picked up her suit, and covered her with it. Xie Xin'an tilted her body and fell on the sofa. The sofa was made of wood and was very hard. It was not a problem to sleep like this. I walked around
I touched it and found that there was a door next to it. I walked over and pushed it open, turning on the wall lamp inside. It was a bedroom with the same decoration style. The bed was also an ancient one with a frame. The bed was covered with a big red quilt with dragons and embroidered phoenixes.
, like a new house.
I returned to the sofa, put my left hand under Xie Xin'an's neck, raised her legs with my right hand, and carried her away.
Neither light nor heavy, the weight of a normal girl, no wonder she said she couldn't teleport. This body should generally comply with various physical laws of the Yang Realm.
I carried her into the bedroom and put her on the bed. Just as I was about to put the quilt on her, Xie Xin'an raised her hand and pointed at her feet. I understood and helped her take off her high heels. She pointed at her pants again, uh...