C2 The absurd self-immolation of uncle chen

I used to study the time of death and whether it was really drowning when I put makeup on or sewn up the dead. I loved to read Song Ci's letter when I was a kid, and the habit of autopsies was learned from that book. However, he had never mentioned it to anyone, because he had guessed it himself.

After inserting an incense stick into the bed, he put on the gloves and began inspecting it.

Suddenly, her body started to change. The speed could be seen with the naked eye. Her swollen body, bulging eyes, long tongue, layers of green moss, and a thin strangling mark on her neck all began to change.

A preliminary estimate of the deceased's death was five to six days, and the cause of death was most likely strangled. The red dress she was wearing was not her own, but had been given to her by someone else.

If I had the ability to ask Mi, I could just ask her to get the answer straight from the top of her head, but I don't.

There were quite a few people who saw it when I carried her back. Now, even if I'm an immortal, I can't restore her to her original appearance.

It's over, that surnamed Long is most likely a scumbag. It would be strange if he didn't kill me if he made the corpse of his daughter into such a state.

Forget it, confess!

He covered her body with a blanket, then returned to the hall to find Boss Long. Mr. Long, there are two pieces of unfortunate news I want to tell you. After hearing them, you can do whatever you want to me, but I hope that you can find the real culprit for your daughter. One, your daughter killed him, not suicide. Second, because I used a special method to break the resentment in your daughter's body, after releasing it, her body should be restored to its original state. "I'm not afraid to tell you. This is the first time I've seen someone die with such great grievance. Your daughter is very unwilling. If we don't find the culprit and give her justice, then I'm afraid …"

"Are you sure it was him?" The look in Long Dao Ba's eyes suddenly changed and became very frightening. His eyes made people roll their eyes. In fact, his eyes made him seem like he was even more terrifying than a vicious wolf. In ancient times, this kind of person was someone who would commit all sorts of evil acts.

I avoided his gaze and nodded. "Yes, although I'm not a professional, I still understand basic common sense, it was he who killed her, a thin thread. From her facial features, she didn't struggle at all before she died, which means that your daughter was strangled while in a coma, and then put on her red clothes and threw her corpse to create an illusion."

"Let's go and take a look." After a long silence, Boss Long spoke up.

When we reached the dead man's room, Dragon One motioned for the others to wait at the door and let me in alone. When I went in, I saw that the dead man's quilt had been touched. I had covered the dead man completely, but now half of his head was exposed. Lifting up the blanket over her head, she was stupefied. The deceased's face was not swollen at all, and her eyes were closed, but the curve of her lips made her feel like she was smiling.

"Little brother, didn't you say that my daughter's death was very scary? Look how serene and smiling she is! Not bad, not bad. Your makeup level is worth a hundred thousand. Mr. Long prepared to leave.

"Mister Long." I called out to him, "It clearly wasn't like that just now. I suspect that your daughter is going to have her corpse transformed."

Nonsense, if you say anything else, I'll kill you. Boss Long got someone to kick me out of the villa and even threw me a hundred thousand, leaving me a message not to speak carelessly.

I felt that something was very wrong.

Go straight back to the vampiric hair, the nickname he got from someone who borrowed it from him. It means, like a vampire, that you can squeeze everything out of him just by borrowing his money.

When I returned the money, I would draw their blood and settle the score. I was going to borrow eighty thousand and pay one hundred and fifty thousand, but when I saw that there were so many of them, I decided to pay them all.

The next day, when I was about to buy some goods, I received a call and was asked if my name was Wu Yang. I said yes.

He told me to go to the hospital and that Chen Duo had left something for me to pick up.

As soon as I heard what was left behind, I nearly tripped over one of them. Chen Duo is Uncle Chen, he … He's dead?

When I got to the morgue, the senior medical examiner gave me a box that he said was from Old Chen and my name was written on it.

I asked the old medical examiner. Uncle Chen was still fine last night, so why did he leave today? He said the body had been found by the pool, sitting cross-legged in the shed and burning himself to death.

The Spirit House? This... How is this possible?

He remembered last night when Uncle Chen said he wanted to buy a house to stay in. Could it be that the house he was talking about was this Spirit House?

No, it's not true. If Uncle Chen is also dead, then I really have no friends.

Looking at Uncle Chen's slightly burnt skin, I told the old medical examiner that I would go take care of the makeup and that it could be considered the last leg of Uncle Chen's journey.

While cleaning Uncle Chen's body, I suddenly realised that Uncle Chen didn't die from burning to death, but from choking to death. There was a pinch on the neck, and an autopsy. He died about twelve hours ago, that is to say, before twelve o'clock last night.

In order to further determine Uncle Chen's time, I asked the old medical examiner to examine him. But when he said that, Uncle Chen left a letter saying that no one could give him an autopsy.

The old medical examiner said that Uncle Chen was usually nice and I wanted to examine him, but he had left a message that the deceased did not want to be examined.

I said that I just looked at Uncle Chen's body. The time of his death was eight hours ago, and it wasn't even burned to death, but strangled to death.

The old medical examiner said I know you're on good terms with Uncle Chen, but I want to respect the deceased's last words.

He came here to say that some things don't have to be discovered. Let me tell you a little bit, when Elder Chen came to drink with me last night, I could tell that he was dead. He suffocated to death.

How is that possible?

If what the old medical examiner said was true, then Uncle Chen died long ago when he dived in last night. But why did he come up with me and carry the corpse with him?

When I returned to the morgue, the hospital paid for Uncle Chen's body to be cremated. I wanted to chase after him, but when I saw what Uncle Chen had left me, I stopped in my tracks.

Opening the box, there was not much inside. There was a bank card with the password written on the back. There was a letter and a undergarment. However, the undergarment was made of sheepskin.

Opening the letter, it read: 'Little Yang, when you read this letter, you believe that I am dead. Recently, my old friends have been looking for me, saying that it's time to leave. I haven't promised to use any means to drive them away. I have some things I want to tell you a long time ago. That year, before your father and your second uncle went to dig up the corpses, he called me over with this sheepskin apron, saying that when I can't take it anymore, I'll give it to Little Yang. After that they never came back. The place where they went to pick up the bodies was called the Scroll Pool. Remember, you must not go there. Also, your ancestors dealt with corpses. This is your fate, and you can't escape. Since you don't want to fish for the corpse, then guard the corpse. I've told the hospital that as long as you're willing to come, I'll leave my seat for you. Don't be too sad, if it wasn't for your father and your uncle who helped me get the corpse back then, I would be the one who died. I, Chen Duo, owe you a life that will never be repaid.

After reading the letter Uncle Chen left me, I sighed. Perhaps Uncle Chen had already predicted that he would die and wanted to use his death to fend off this calamity. Every Corpse Digger had a calamity. If they didn't die, there was a very low chance of drowning in the future. If there wasn't someone who deserved to be robbed, there might be an accident after the next corpse salvage.

No wonder Grandfather never said it before. He was afraid that I would go there and even the most famous zombie salvaging brother in this area would fall in the Revolving Pool. How could I have a chance of survival if I went there?

Picking up the goatskin apron and looking at it, I saw that the upper part was filled with some strange characters. Below it was Sanskrit, which was all about the Grand Sorrowful Curse, the Rebirth Curse, the Heart-Cleansing Curse, and so on. I could understand these words. Since he was young, he had been forced by his grandfather to recognize the Sanskrit. So, his grandfather had long predicted this day would come.

Uncle Chen's ashes were stored in the crematorium where the ashes were kept. The academy had paid for them in one go. Uncle Chen did not die in the hospital, but for the hospital to be able to do this, there was nothing to be said.