In the morgue, on the cold metal countertop, lay a corpse.Ning Feng, who was standing in the distance, vaguely found that the corpse seemed to be covered with bruises.However, when he gradually approached, the whole corpse was covered with a layer of black shadow, whether it was gender, figure, age or wounds, there was no flaw left.Next to the operating table, although the forensic doctor was wearing a mask, the edge of the hood was soaked, and the whole person was very nervous.As for the funeral director, he was wearing a suit, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief with an uneasy expression, and looked at a woman in the corner.Vaguely, in terms of figure, it seems to be completely consistent with the woman in Officer Chen's memory.Ning Feng wanted to see the other party's face clearly, but was also blocked by a shadow."
Is it another memory tampering?"
Ning Feng frowned: "What is the origin of this woman, the funeral director is afraid of her, and the police station can handle it?"
”In confusion, the woman said indifferently: "How is it handled?"
”The curator bowed again and again: "This ......
It's been twelve hours since they've been holding them back. ”"If this continues, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the news media to explain, and this matter will not be suppressed at that time!"
As if sensing the woman's bad expression, the curator hurriedly added: "But don't worry, the corpse has been disposed of!"
”"The key positions have all been wiped out, and they will not be exposed.""
As long as ......
As long as the police station ...... "" "Don't worry. ”The woman said quietly, "They dare not disobey me." ”…… Taking in the curator's demeanor, Ning Feng leaned aside and muttered an analysis: "If my inference and that of Brother Han are reasonable, then ......
The source of the crying curse is also the boy who lost a pair of shoes. ”"Judging from the curator's reaction just now, it is obvious that he is guilty of the owner of the bloody handprint.""
And the reason for his guilt may have something to do with this woman's orders and this corpse!"
That is......
Lying here, it's likely that it's that teenager?
”"The Wood of Sorrow comes from the lonely mother-in-law, and it is almost a testament to the fact that there may be a special connection between the boy and the lonely mother-in-law.""
So, the lonely mother-in-law, the crying and cursing teenager is in one camp.""
Officer Chen and the director of the funeral home were forced to be helpless and did something bad.""
This woman......
Could it be that it has something to do with those three hanged men?
”Thinking of this, Ning Feng shook his head again, his brows furrowed even tighter: "No, you can't be so easy to identify. ”"After all, after the three hanged strangely, three more people died, and their identities are not even clear.""
The last one to die was a woman with an unclear face, isn't it......
Could it be this woman?
”…… Suddenly, the world of memories in front of me changed.The morgue is gone, replaced by an office on the third floor of the funeral home.More than a dozen photos were placed in front of the curator's eyes.Ning Feng walked over quickly and found that these people, without exception, were all villagers from Mochizuki Village.The curator wiped his sweat with some fear, and looked at the secretary who was standing there to report: "This year's heart sacrifice has not yet arrived, why have so many people died?"
”The female secretary was also frightened, and the cold sweat even blurred her makeup: "Curator, will it ......
Could it have anything to do with what happened two years ago?
”"This ......
This sudden madness, and then murder and suicide, this is exactly the same as the original situation!
”"Shut up!"
The curator slapped the table weakly: "That thing must not be said!"
”"Can you afford that woman's revenge?""
Alright, I know about it!""
Go down and get busy!"
At this time, another employee hurriedly came in at the door: "Curator, the master you invited has arrived." ”The curator suddenly felt relieved, stood up weakly, looked at a Taoist priest who came in at the door, and bowed again and again: "Dao Chief!"
Please save us!
”The Taoist chief is a thin old man, and the Taoist robe on his body is also very simple, waving the dust around, with a sense of "I am a master, come and bow to me"."
Well said, well said!
Let me see!
”The Taoist chief smiled and said, "After all, my Sancai Guan is not a place to be famous. ”As he spoke, the Taoist chief was surrounded by everyone and walked around almost the entire funeral home.Soon, his relaxed expression became a little solemn, especially ......
Stop at the location of the morgue on the first floor!
The Taoist chief turned his head and glanced deeply at the curator.The curator was a little weak-hearted, and lowered his head slightly and remained silent.The Taoist chief seemed to know something, but he didn't reveal it: "The archive room on the third floor is a treasure of feng shui, you worship a shrine, and I will give you a statue of the city god, and it will be enough to suppress it here." ”"But......
There is one thing to remind you. ”"People are doing it, the sky is watching......"
The curator nodded again and again: "Thank you master, thank you master for your generosity!"
”"You're welcome!"
The Taoist chief waved the dust: "10,000 for a statue, plus the shrine, I will charge you 15,000, very conscientious, just turn around and hit my card." ”"......"
Ning Feng couldn't help frowning when he saw this.It seems that the so-called feng shui master prompted by the club is this Taoist priest of the Three Talents Concept."
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This man looks greedy for money, but ......
It seems like there really are two brushes?
”Ning Feng frowned: "Otherwise, the statue of the City God will not be ............
But I saw that the huge memory world changed again.The office hall in front of me suddenly darkened.The curator sitting in the office seemed to think that there was a power outage, so he couldn't help but pick up the phone and dial the speakerphone button: "Hey?
Secretary, what's the power outage, go and see. ”"Hello?"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.Immediately after, the female secretary limped in.She tilted her head slightly, her eyes were a little glazed, her hair was wet and smelled of blood.Seeing the appearance of the female secretary, the curator was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed greatly, and his voice trembled: "You......
What happened to you?
”The female secretary grinned and slowly raised the scissors in her hand.The scissors were already a little broken, and there was a lot of minced meat left on them."
Curator, usually......
Thank you for taking care of me!
”"I'm ...... now Just wanted to say thank you a little bit of my appreciation!
”The female secretary laughed wildly, and the whole person threw herself at the curator.The curator was so frightened that he was urinating, and the string of beads in his hand to ward off evil spirits was directly shattered to the ground.The moment he ran out of the room in embarrassment, he fell heavily because the blood in the corridor had slipped the floor tiles, and his suit was almost soaked with blood.When I looked closely, the huge office hall was full of blood, and everyone was bloodshot and picked up everything that could hurt people at hand to attack each other!
For a time, the paper flew wildly, and various office facilities were shattered in the battle.Pencils, utility knives, scissors, table legs, etc., everything that can be pierced into the body, they frantically picked it up, and then stabbed their former colleagues in a wild laugh.Everyone was almost bathed in blood, immersed in the killing feast, even if their bodies were full of holes, they had to stab the last time before the blood dried up!"
Curator!""
I've met the curator!""
Hahaha, don't you run!"
The curator panicked and dodged the frantic subordinates, and one of them rolled down the stairs without paying attention."
Save ......
Help......"
The curator trembled and tried to stand up, but because his body was weak, he could only crawl on the ground twisted.At this moment, a pair of cloth shoes appeared in front of the curator.Ning Feng, who was following the curator, was slightly stunned.In front of her, the lonely mother-in-law on crutches looked at the curator who was as embarrassed as a dog, and her wrinkled face evoked a smile: "Curator, do you want to live?"
”"If you want, do as I tell you......
Help me do something......"
As she spoke, the lonely mother-in-law squatted down and stared at the curator who trembled with fear: "To do this, my grandson's sacrifice......
And not in vain!
”"Hahaha......"
Listening to Granny Gu's words, Ning Feng stopped suddenly, his eyes became suspicious.Grandson?
Could it be ......
The boy who dropped his shoes is the grandson of his lonely mother-in-law?
Although this inference is reasonable, it ......
When Granny Lonely mentions the death of her grandson, why did she use the strange word "sacrifice"?
Don't......
Is there another plan behind the child's death?