C2 The movement in the body bag

"Uncle Liu, where are your two disciples?" I had a face full of doubt as I asked indirectly, "I shouldn't have troubled Uncle Liu with this trip this early in the morning."

As I said this, Uncle Liu's face revealed a smile, "Early in the morning, a corpse was found by the moat. My police friend wanted to help, so I let them go."

It didn't sound like there were any flaws in his words, but I felt that something wasn't right. "Uncle Liu, what can the police do that they have to find you for?"

His fake eye was turbid, and did not have as much light as his real eye, just like a glass bead. He used to look at me with his fake eye, "Luo Sheng, I have always admired you, so I asked you to follow me in working. You are a man with talent, it's a waste of your talent to burn corpses."

The first part said that I was very proud, but the second part allowed me to tell Uncle Liu about my encounter with the Leader and how he wanted me to change my career.

Uncle Liu slapped his leg. "This bastard! You must not accept this kind of offer, it's best not to agree to it. With a salary of two thousand yuan and plenty of time, what's the use of that? "

"But I've already signed the contract." I don't understand how such a good thing could have become a bad thing in Uncle Liu's eyes. But Uncle Liu was very kind to me, and I don't think he would lie to me at all.

The Uncle Zhang who was driving the spirit carriage spoke up, "Old Liu, don't be too agitated. Young people don't know how powerful they are, that's a possibility, it's no big deal, just do it a few more times and you'll know what's going on."

I don't understand at all, but whether it's in the eyes of Uncle Liu or the Uncle Zhang, it's not a good thing at all. I am also surprised. Such a good treatment, could there be such a scam?

With this thought in mind, he muddle-headedly went to the police station.

The policemen who were familiar with Uncle Liu had smiles on their faces. They thought that I was Uncle Liu's new disciple, so they passed me cigarettes and tea. This was the first time that I had ever enjoyed such treatment in the Public Security Bureau.

Not long after, Uncle Liu and the medical examiner came out with a black corpse bag. There was a layer of frost on the bag, so it was hard to tell what was inside.

After Uncle Liu said his farewells to the Qin Forensic Medicine, he took the bag and left. I followed closely behind with my hand stretched out to help, but Uncle Liu slapped my hand away and scolded me, "I don't need you to take such a small thing. Go and stay."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the moment Uncle Liu pushed me away, I seemed to see something inside the bag move.

Instantly, all sorts of weird thoughts filled my brain. After Uncle Liu put the corpse bag on the hearse, I said to Uncle Liu, "Uncle Liu, when you threw the bag on, the bag was still moving."

I'm telling the truth.

However, Uncle Liu unhappily slapped me and jokingly scolded, "Little bastard, don't be so suspicious. Let's go."

When Uncle Zhang heard me spouting nonsense, he also laughed, "With your guts, she's already a corpse grinder, and she's been frozen in the fridge for so long already. Right now, he's no different from the cured meat that's been in the fridge for a year."

Can you not use this analogy? I just had bacon this morning.

Feeling sick, I sat in the car, closed my eyes and dozed off. After a while, I heard the sound of brakes and tires. The sound of my head hitting the ground was so ear-piercing that it made me grimace in pain as I hit my head on the spot in front of me.

Uncle Zhang had always been driving steadily, so when I looked in the direction of the driver's seat, I saw him anxiously getting off the car, looking as though he had hit someone.

Uncle Liu and Uncle Zhang, inside and outside, checked the car from top to bottom. Uncle Zhang scratched his head: "That's not right? I just felt like I hit something. "

At this time, Uncle Liu was answering the phone. Not long after, he said to Uncle Zhang: "Turn around, my disciple's body that was fished out from the river has arrived."

"Shouldn't we send it to the medical examiner?" I said quickly.

Uncle Liu looked me up and down. "Kids are being naughty. If they drown in the water, what's the point of going to the medical examiner?"

If the family did not file a case, they would be handed over to the funeral home.

So we got in the car and went around to the river, and when we got in I noticed a little handprint on the handlebars, a pale red, and I thought I'd gotten something dirty, so I ignored it.

He didn't think about the handprint at all. It wasn't until he sat in the car that he felt that the dirty handprint looked like a bloody handprint.

So I told Uncle Liu, and Uncle Liu smacked me on the forehead: "I told you to read less novels than usual, but if you don't believe it, isn't that just a piece of dirt? It makes you sound so disgusting. Luckily I didn't take you in as my disciple back then, otherwise I would've been worried. "

At this moment, Uncle Liu was full of disdain towards me.

I'm not the same guy who just came into the funeral parlor, so it's normal for something to happen in the funeral home that's hard to explain. I sat in my seat and played with my cell phone.

Soon, they arrived at the scene of the crime. It was a small dam nearby, and many children often went there to play. Some who were unable to swim would drown inside, and there were only one or two that happened every year.

This sort of thing has always been forbidden. There was even a swimming pool nearby, but people still drown in this dam from time to time. Let alone the police, even our Bimonthly Hall is numb to it.

This time, it was a child, only five or six years old, who drowned. No one knew how the adults in the area could be at ease with such a child swimming inside.

His skin was green and white, and he even rolled his eyes, constantly dripping water from his head. He pushed them into the hearse just like that, and Uncle Liu and his two disciples were both guarding in the back of the car.

Although I often dealt with corpses and burned a lot of them, the corpses I saw were all handled by the girls in the dressing room. Relatively speaking, they were much more attractive, and I rarely saw such ecologically unrecognizable corpses.

We dragged the two bodies back to the funeral home. On the way back, I suddenly heard Uncle Liu's disciple in the back of the car exclaiming.

Then I smelled something sweet coming from the back of the car.

It was the kind of sweet feeling that could bore a person to death.

That kind of feeling was as if it was rushing at one's face, as if all the smell had been restrained within the carriage. When Uncle Liu's disciple cried out in surprise, the smell dispersed with a strong sense.

Uncle Zhang quickly stopped the car, and we all walked towards the carriage. However, when we opened it, it gave us all a fright.

Two of Uncle Liu's disciples had died.

One of them, completely covered in water, was sitting on the ground, looking up at the sky with a terrified expression. His eyes were rolling white as he struggled incessantly, as though he was drowning.