Late at night, Donghai City Funeral Home.

In order to facilitate the entry and exit of the ice coffin, the door of the morgue was built very large, and it was a cross-open type with rollers installed under it.

With a "rattle" sound, the door of the morgue was pushed open to both sides. Lao Zhang had a cold war, took out a bottle of wine from his pocket, took a sip, took a few steps, and looked back, the young man was standing there with a nervous expression.

"Haha, Xiao Cui, although it's the first day you go to work, you are not brave enough. You have to practice. Come in quickly!"

Under Lao Zhang's urging, Xiao Cui gritted his teeth and walked into the morgue and muttered unhappily: "What's the matter in the morgue for inspection? The body will not run away by itself, and no one will come to steal this thing."

"Click!"

Lao Zhang pressed the light switch and the lights turned on. In the huge morgue, there were more than ten ice coffins, half of which were filled with corpses, and the bodies were covered with white cloth from head to toe, and they all looked the same.

"You know, there have been people who steal corpses before, and they cut organs and sell them on the black market for money, but we check the corpses to check the effect of ice coffin refrigeration. I heard that some funeral homes use central refrigeration. Our equipment is backward, and the ice coffin will occasionally fail and lose power. If such a thing happens and is not discovered in time, what will the corpse smell like overnight?"

Old Zhang said in a nagging manner, walked to the ice coffin and checked the electricity supply one by one. Suddenly, a stream of air conditioner blew towards him. Old Zhang looked up and saw that the lid of the ice coffin in front of him was opened. There was no body inside, but with electricity, a trace of air conditioner came out of it.

"Strange, who sent the power to the power? Lao Wu and the others were the same. They didn't check it at all when handing over the shift?" Lao Zhang complained, cut off the power and asked Xiao Cui to go out together.

When the lights were turned off and the door was locked, Lao Zhang's hand movements suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with Master Zhang?"

"That was...the number seven ice coffin just now?"

"I didn't pay attention."

"It should be, damn, I remember that the No. 7 Ice Coffin has a corpse!"

Lao Zhang took out the record book from his pocket and looked at it one by one.

Ice Coffin No. 7, the deceased: Lin Moumou, female, twenty-three years old...

"this……"

Xiao Cui felt a chill of air climbing up along his back.

"What a big deal!"

Lao Zhang hurriedly opened the door, reached out to press the light switch, but found that there was no response.

"Damn it, there's always something wrong with this light tube!"

Lao Zhang pulled out his cell phone flashlight and quickly walked towards the ice coffin with the lid open. The flashlight fell on the tag of the ice coffin, which was exactly No. 7.

That is to say, there should be a female body lying here, but now she is gone...

"What's the situation? Could it be that the ice coffin was misplaced?"

Although he knew it was unlikely, Lao Zhang still held a glimmer of hope and turned on the flashlight and shone the ice coffins one by one at a time.

The flashlight shone on the last ice coffin, and Lao Zhang stopped moving.

Judging from the protruding outline under the white sheets, it looks like there are two corpses underneath, and they are hugging each other.

"Accident, something must have happened!"

Lao Zhang swallowed his saliva hard, shook his head, drove away the terrible thoughts in his mind, reached out to open the ice coffin, grabbed one of the white cloth, gritted his teeth, and pulled it down for a while.

The face of the corpse was revealed.

It's the face of a beautiful woman.

"Not right..."

Lao Zhang raised the record book, which clearly stated: No. 13 ice coffin, Chen, male, thirty years old...

"So this female corpse is the No. 7 ice coffin?"

Lao Zhang was suddenly a little messy.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong on the corpse's face. He flashed the flashlight and found that the corpse's face was covered with makeup. Although it was light makeup, it was obviously a trace of eyebrows, powder was applied on his face, and even lipstick was applied.

"Impossible! The corpse will not need to put on makeup until the funeral is held tomorrow..." He really couldn't figure out where the makeup on the corpse's face came from.

He moved his cell phone and pointed the light at the corpse in the arms of the female corpse. Judging from the outline under the sheet, the head of the corpse was buried just in the chest of the female corpse.

A particularly ominous premonition passed by Lao Zhang's heart. He withdrew his hand that was about to lift the sheet, took two steps back, walked towards the gate, and rushed to Xiao Cui who was standing outside the door and said, "Call someone right away!"

Bang!

The door is closed.

At the same time, a strange noise came from the ice coffin behind him. Old Zhang turned around in a horror and pointed the flashlight at the right time.

The No. 13 ice coffin, the white sheet was pulled open, and the body buried in the chest of the female corpse was sitting up and opened its eyes to him.

There are two rows of crimson teeth on the inner side of the eye socket!

...

At eight o'clock, there were more and more people at the night market. Under the sunshade at the door of a closed clothing store, a man stood in the shadow of the light, his eyes kept staring at the All-Season Hotel across the road.

"What are you waiting for!"

Lu Yu became a little impatient. He came half an hour ago. According to the address given by Wang Zile on WeChat, he came here. He waited for half an hour and found nothing.

When Lu Yu opened his phone, he found Wang Zile's WeChat and sent a message: Even if I asked me to catch the adulterer for you, at least I would send me a photo to see. I don't know who I am waiting for here.

After waiting for a long time, Wang Zile did not reply to the message.

Just as Lu Yu was considering whether to send him a voice, a luxury car drove over downstairs of Quanji Hotel opposite, and got off the passenger seat and Lu Yu recognized it as Liu Fanming at a glance!

Then, the car door behind also opened, and a woman in a pink dress walked down. Fan Ming went up and hugged her waist, and walked towards the hotel's revolving door.

"Old Wang said the surprise, that's all?" Lu Yu was surprised. It turned out that he was providing Liu Fanming's coordinates to him and leaving them to deal with it?

Lu Yu was speechless, but he still put on a mask and followed him.

Liu Fanming said something to the girl, but the girl stood still in the lobby. Liu Fanming went to the front desk to check in.

Lu Yu came to the pillar near the elevator in advance and waited, thinking that Liu Fanming was also very happy and had time to take the girl to book a room at this time.

However, the girl's walking posture is quite strange, very mechanical, and she doesn't move while waiting.

"Did you drink too much or take drugs?"

Lu Yu was puzzled. Liu Fanming completed the procedures, stepped forward and grabbed the girl's hand and walked towards the elevator.

When passing by the pillar, Lu Yu glanced at the girl's face and saw the girl's face. In an instant, blood surged and petrified on the spot.

The girl who was pulled by Liu Fanming turned out to be Shangguan Xue!

"Damn, what's going on!"

Suddenly, Lu Yu thought of a possibility: Shangguan Xue went to Liu Fanming to plead for himself. The subsequent development was like Liu Beiwen's classic plot. Liu Fanming proposed to let Shangguan Xue sleep for one night, and Shangguan Xue agreed humiliatedly.
Chapter completed!