Gao Yang nodded: Sister Xia, you said that as long as it is within my ability, it is fine.
No hurry.
Xia Li took off the work sign on his chest and handed it to Gao Yang: You can go to and from the funeral home freely. If you investigate first, I will not be with you. After the matter is over, you come to the office on the first floor to find me.
good.
Gao Yang took over the professional license and took a look.
Beigui Funeral Home, Director of Cremation Workshop, Xia Li.
The girl on the ID photo still has a beautiful world-weary face.
Next, Gao Yang carefully walked through the entire morgue. The atmosphere was cold and Gao Yang was sweating coldly.
Every window was checked and no trace of the broken window was seen.
The corpse thief should have walked into the iron gate with a swagger, entered the union's special morgue, stole 12 corpses from the freezer, and took them away.
But those are 12 corpses, and they don’t know how to move them by themselves. How can they be transported away without realizing it?
Gao Yang went to the security room and asked the security guard to cooperate to retrieve the surveillance video.
According to the damaged surveillance, Gao Yang basically locked in the route of the corpse thief.
Gao Yang speculated that there might be more than one person, but a gang.
They destroyed the surveillance and sneaked into the second floor morgue in the middle of the night. They left the side door in batches and orderly with body bags on their backs, then climbed out the wall, loaded the body into a small truck on the side of the road, and finally left.
Gao Yang checked the nearby walls and found some traces of climbing.
There is a cement road outside the fence, and Gaoyang walks along the road. 300 meters is an intersection where there are traffic lights and well-functioning monitors.
Gao Yang had an idea.
He decided to contact Huixiong tomorrow and asked him to investigate the surveillance of the intersection through police channels, find out the large and small trucks that appeared within 24 hours before and after the crime, and then check them one by one.
After finishing the preliminary investigation, Gao Yang returned to the first floor of the morgue building of the funeral home and pushed open the door to the office.
A very ordinary clerk's office, a group of cheap leather sofas for guests, a glass coffee table, next to it is a filing cabinet, a photocopier, an office desk, and an inner room inside, which should be Xia Li's staff dormitory.
Xia Li sat on the sofa, brushing his cell phone, and making a cup of coffee in front of the table.
She looked up at Gao Yang, a little surprised: So fast?
It's really fast, it all ended in less than an hour.
Gao Yang nodded with a smile.
Have a clue?
One thing.Gao Yang does not intend to tell Zhuque the details for the time being. If you want to be serious, even Zhuque is suspicious.
Have coffee?Zhuque asked Gao Yang.
No.Gao Yang said.
That's OK.Zhuque stood up and quickly walked into the inner room.
Gao Yang stood there in a daze.
A few seconds later, a head appeared from the door: Why are you standing there?Come in Ah.
oh.
Gao Yang didn't ask much and walked into the room.
The room is narrow and very ordinary single-person staff dormitory.
A bed, a simple wardrobe, a stool, and a dressing table, which is filled with women's supplies. The window at the end is not big and the curtains are half-pulled.
Gao Yang guessed that this should be Xia Li’s temporary dormitory when he was on duty, and she should rarely live here.
Turn off the light.Xia Li said.
Gao Yang was stunned for a moment, but he did as he did. The room immediately became dim. A bright moonlight shone outside the window, and the outline of the room could be vaguely seen.
Zhuque walked to the bed and sat down, patted her side gently: Come here.
Gao Yang frowned, what's going on?Could it be what I thought?
Elder Zhuque... Gao Yang was both embarrassed and frightened: We have only met for the first time, isn't that good, right?
Come here quickly!Xia Li raised his voice, his tone a little impatient.
Gao Yang took a deep breath, walked over, sat down beside the bed, and kept a polite distance from her.
Xia Li kicked off the high heels on his feet, put his feet on the bed, grabbed the pillow, and hugged it in front of his chest, his eyes flashing with excitement.
Hurry, tell me a ghost story, it's a very bizarre and scary kind...
Ah?Gao Yang is confused.
Ah, what Ah, tell ghost stories!Xia Li's voice was a little childish: Remember Ah, the scarier the better, but in the end there can't be any ghosts.
Gao Yang tried hard not to let his facial muscles fly around, and he confirmed in disbelief: So, the condition is to tell you a ghost story?
yes!Xia Li nodded vigorously: Listening to ghost stories in the middle of the night is exciting!
That's right, but I can't tell ghost stories?Gao Yang said and took out his cell phone: Otherwise, I will look for audio books for ghost stories...
I'm tired of listening to it, I'm bored.Xia Li was very disgusted: I still feel it when I listen to people in person.
Then I recommend you to play the script that changes the way, and escape from the secret room.
oh!I know that!Xia Liting was interested, but then a little lost: Hey, but I don’t like to join groups with strangers and can’t find acquaintances.
Why can't you find an acquaintance?Gao Yang was puzzled.
Ahem.Xia Li glanced at Gao Yang: You also know that I am the elder Ah. This kind of hobby will damage my image and have a bad impact.
Well.
There seems to be no problem with this reason.
Xia Li smiled and looked at Gao Yang: But you are different. You are now a quasi-elder, and we are at the same level.Hurry up, tell me one.
With all the words to this point, Gao Yang is not willing to discourage others' happiness.
Gao Yang licked his lips and repeated Xia Li's request: Be bizarre and scary, but the ending cannot be really a ghost.
Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes.Xia Li had already started to repair the void and unconsciously hugged the pillow.
Gao Yang thought about it, isn’t this the experience of Gujia Village?
Change the story about Gujia Village slightly, an excellent ghost story Ah.
Although Xia Li knew that Gujia Village was a talisman cave, he might not know what was happening inside.
Do you know...the massacre of Wangjia Village?Gao Yang asked.
Xia Li shook his head.
Ahem.
Gao Yang lowered his voice and acted like a storyteller: Thirty years ago, a family in Wangjia Village was wiped out overnight, and the murderer was not found. A few days later, the whole village disappeared mysteriously and disappeared...
Gao Yang has played script killing and learned a lot of scary tips from DM.
In the darkness, he said, taking out his phone and putting it on his chin.
Thirty years later, several young people visited Wangjia Village at night and finally discovered... the terrible truth!
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yang turned on the flashlight of his phone and illuminated his face.
AHAH！
Xia Li shouted and hurried to the corner of the bed with his pillow in his arms.
Gao Yang was amused: Sister, am I just starting?
By the way, you, a person who deals with corpses every day but does not change his expression, is actually afraid of ghosts. What kind of contradiction is this?
Gao Yang took out his own key from his pocket as a temporary prop:
All this starts with a mysterious brass key.The key locked is the ancestral hall of Wangjia Village. The ancestral hall enshrined in it is all the spiritual seats of Wangjia Village...
No hurry.
Xia Li took off the work sign on his chest and handed it to Gao Yang: You can go to and from the funeral home freely. If you investigate first, I will not be with you. After the matter is over, you come to the office on the first floor to find me.
good.
Gao Yang took over the professional license and took a look.
Beigui Funeral Home, Director of Cremation Workshop, Xia Li.
The girl on the ID photo still has a beautiful world-weary face.
Next, Gao Yang carefully walked through the entire morgue. The atmosphere was cold and Gao Yang was sweating coldly.
Every window was checked and no trace of the broken window was seen.
The corpse thief should have walked into the iron gate with a swagger, entered the union's special morgue, stole 12 corpses from the freezer, and took them away.
But those are 12 corpses, and they don’t know how to move them by themselves. How can they be transported away without realizing it?
Gao Yang went to the security room and asked the security guard to cooperate to retrieve the surveillance video.
According to the damaged surveillance, Gao Yang basically locked in the route of the corpse thief.
Gao Yang speculated that there might be more than one person, but a gang.
They destroyed the surveillance and sneaked into the second floor morgue in the middle of the night. They left the side door in batches and orderly with body bags on their backs, then climbed out the wall, loaded the body into a small truck on the side of the road, and finally left.
Gao Yang checked the nearby walls and found some traces of climbing.
There is a cement road outside the fence, and Gaoyang walks along the road. 300 meters is an intersection where there are traffic lights and well-functioning monitors.
Gao Yang had an idea.
He decided to contact Huixiong tomorrow and asked him to investigate the surveillance of the intersection through police channels, find out the large and small trucks that appeared within 24 hours before and after the crime, and then check them one by one.
After finishing the preliminary investigation, Gao Yang returned to the first floor of the morgue building of the funeral home and pushed open the door to the office.
A very ordinary clerk's office, a group of cheap leather sofas for guests, a glass coffee table, next to it is a filing cabinet, a photocopier, an office desk, and an inner room inside, which should be Xia Li's staff dormitory.
Xia Li sat on the sofa, brushing his cell phone, and making a cup of coffee in front of the table.
She looked up at Gao Yang, a little surprised: So fast?
It's really fast, it all ended in less than an hour.
Gao Yang nodded with a smile.
Have a clue?
One thing.Gao Yang does not intend to tell Zhuque the details for the time being. If you want to be serious, even Zhuque is suspicious.
Have coffee?Zhuque asked Gao Yang.
No.Gao Yang said.
That's OK.Zhuque stood up and quickly walked into the inner room.
Gao Yang stood there in a daze.
A few seconds later, a head appeared from the door: Why are you standing there?Come in Ah.
oh.
Gao Yang didn't ask much and walked into the room.
The room is narrow and very ordinary single-person staff dormitory.
A bed, a simple wardrobe, a stool, and a dressing table, which is filled with women's supplies. The window at the end is not big and the curtains are half-pulled.
Gao Yang guessed that this should be Xia Li’s temporary dormitory when he was on duty, and she should rarely live here.
Turn off the light.Xia Li said.
Gao Yang was stunned for a moment, but he did as he did. The room immediately became dim. A bright moonlight shone outside the window, and the outline of the room could be vaguely seen.
Zhuque walked to the bed and sat down, patted her side gently: Come here.
Gao Yang frowned, what's going on?Could it be what I thought?
Elder Zhuque... Gao Yang was both embarrassed and frightened: We have only met for the first time, isn't that good, right?
Come here quickly!Xia Li raised his voice, his tone a little impatient.
Gao Yang took a deep breath, walked over, sat down beside the bed, and kept a polite distance from her.
Xia Li kicked off the high heels on his feet, put his feet on the bed, grabbed the pillow, and hugged it in front of his chest, his eyes flashing with excitement.
Hurry, tell me a ghost story, it's a very bizarre and scary kind...
Ah?Gao Yang is confused.
Ah, what Ah, tell ghost stories!Xia Li's voice was a little childish: Remember Ah, the scarier the better, but in the end there can't be any ghosts.
Gao Yang tried hard not to let his facial muscles fly around, and he confirmed in disbelief: So, the condition is to tell you a ghost story?
yes!Xia Li nodded vigorously: Listening to ghost stories in the middle of the night is exciting!
That's right, but I can't tell ghost stories?Gao Yang said and took out his cell phone: Otherwise, I will look for audio books for ghost stories...
I'm tired of listening to it, I'm bored.Xia Li was very disgusted: I still feel it when I listen to people in person.
Then I recommend you to play the script that changes the way, and escape from the secret room.
oh!I know that!Xia Liting was interested, but then a little lost: Hey, but I don’t like to join groups with strangers and can’t find acquaintances.
Why can't you find an acquaintance?Gao Yang was puzzled.
Ahem.Xia Li glanced at Gao Yang: You also know that I am the elder Ah. This kind of hobby will damage my image and have a bad impact.
Well.
There seems to be no problem with this reason.
Xia Li smiled and looked at Gao Yang: But you are different. You are now a quasi-elder, and we are at the same level.Hurry up, tell me one.
With all the words to this point, Gao Yang is not willing to discourage others' happiness.
Gao Yang licked his lips and repeated Xia Li's request: Be bizarre and scary, but the ending cannot be really a ghost.
Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes.Xia Li had already started to repair the void and unconsciously hugged the pillow.
Gao Yang thought about it, isn’t this the experience of Gujia Village?
Change the story about Gujia Village slightly, an excellent ghost story Ah.
Although Xia Li knew that Gujia Village was a talisman cave, he might not know what was happening inside.
Do you know...the massacre of Wangjia Village?Gao Yang asked.
Xia Li shook his head.
Ahem.
Gao Yang lowered his voice and acted like a storyteller: Thirty years ago, a family in Wangjia Village was wiped out overnight, and the murderer was not found. A few days later, the whole village disappeared mysteriously and disappeared...
Gao Yang has played script killing and learned a lot of scary tips from DM.
In the darkness, he said, taking out his phone and putting it on his chin.
Thirty years later, several young people visited Wangjia Village at night and finally discovered... the terrible truth!
As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Yang turned on the flashlight of his phone and illuminated his face.
AHAH！
Xia Li shouted and hurried to the corner of the bed with his pillow in his arms.
Gao Yang was amused: Sister, am I just starting?
By the way, you, a person who deals with corpses every day but does not change his expression, is actually afraid of ghosts. What kind of contradiction is this?
Gao Yang took out his own key from his pocket as a temporary prop:
All this starts with a mysterious brass key.The key locked is the ancestral hall of Wangjia Village. The ancestral hall enshrined in it is all the spiritual seats of Wangjia Village...
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