It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"What's all this?"

Afraid of any accident, Chu Heng didn't touch the things in the box hastily, but squatted down curiously, and watched carefully from the side with his buttocks pouted.

"Let me see."

The one-eyed old man was much braver than him. He pulled him away, first picked up a strange knife with a small wooden handle, and the blade was about the size of an ear spoon from the box on the right, looked at it, put it down, and then took another Look at the knife with a small hook on the blade, and after tossing and turning for a while, I focused on the grid on the left thoughtfully.

Chu Heng and the others saw that he didn't speak, and didn't go up to disturb him, so they stood quietly and watched, hoping to see what he could discover.

At this moment, the old man was holding a porcelain bottle the size of two fists. He smelled it first, then poured out some of the contents inside. Looking at the pink and tender gelatinous liquid in his palm, he pondered and said, "If you guessed right, , these should be easy to use!"

"Disguise?"

Chu Heng's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "That is to say, the person who ran from here just now should be that little mirror?"

"I haven't seen the real person, so I can't say for sure."

The one-eyed old man shook his head and put down his things, and said with a smile, "Maybe it's because Little Mirror stayed here before, but someone else is guarding here now?"

"I hope Team Lu can bring him back!"

Jiang Zhuolin frowned worriedly, and his heart was full of anticipation.

There is no doubt that the man thrown from this yard must be a big fish. If he is really caught, it will definitely be of great help to the progress of the case.

"I hope."

After Chu Heng muttered something full of expectation, he straightened up and turned around in the room. Soon he found a new discovery in the closet. There were many different styles of clothes in it, and the tattered beggar Clothes, stylish suits, cheongsams with high slits, half-worn work clothes...

New and old, good and bad, male and female.

Presumably the little mirror was used in disguise.

"Jiang Ju! Come and see!"

Just as Chu Heng was curiously looking at a cheongsam with slits almost reaching the armpit, there was a sudden exclamation from outside.

All the people who were rummaging around in the house paused in unison, and hurriedly turned around and ran into the yard.

As soon as they came out of the house, they saw a little policeman squatting under the pomegranate tree by the wall digging soil with a small hoe.

A few people hurried over and saw that a small pit had been dug out on the ground, and in the center of the pit was a piece of cloth buried in the soil.

Jiang Zhuolin asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

The little policeman stopped his movements, stood up excitedly and said, "When I passed under the tree just now, I found that the soil here was softer than other places in the yard, so I dug a few times out of curiosity, and then I found this buried place. The piece of cloth in the soil, I think there should be something under here!"

"Then dig quickly!"

As he said that, Jiang Zhuolin hurriedly turned his head and walked into the house. After a while, he came out with a bunch of tools, and after giving out one to each of them, he joined in the digging with a shovel.

"Can you find me a bigger one?"

Chu Heng looked at the spatula in his hand speechlessly, then at the one-eyed old man's rice spoon, couldn't help smiling, then squatted down and dug along.

Seeing this, the others had no choice but to join in with their own tools.

"Shua, Shua, Shua..."

Amid the sound of digging, the pit gradually expanded, and when it was dug to a depth of 30 centimeters, the piece of cloth had turned into a hem of clothing, and at the same time a faint odor emanated from the soil.

"What smell!"

The little policeman stood up for a while and couldn't stand it any longer. He covered his nose and stood up.

Chu Heng and the one-eyed old man's expressions changed at the same time, and they exclaimed in unison: "This is the smell of corpses!"

One of these two people came from the battlefield, and the other has experienced the end of the war. They are not very unfamiliar with this, and they can even be said to be very familiar with it.

Jiang Zhuolin's face changed when he heard the words, he picked up a handful of soil, put it under his nose and smelled it, and nodded firmly: "Yes, it is indeed the smell of corpses! Dig it up!"

Several people hurriedly speeded up, and they encountered the real thing in a few minutes!

It was a somewhat rotten palm.

After digging along the palm for a while, they quickly dug out a corpse from the ground that needed to be mosaiced before it could be shown on TV.

"vomit!"

Among them, the little policeman was the youngest, who had never seen such a scene before. Seeing the horrifying face of the slightly decomposed corpse and the thick water flowing from his mouth and nose, he hurriedly covered his mouth and ran aside, vomiting.

"Worthless goods!"

The older policeman in the courtyard was his master, and he couldn't help feeling anxious when he saw this. Not only is the director here, but there are two outsiders here, so you are embarrassing me!

Tomorrow, High and Low will take you to the hospital morgue for a few days!

Worried about any bacteria on the corpse, Chu Heng covered his mouth and nose with his collar and took a spatula to gently clean up the dirt stuck to the corpse's face. Frowning carefully, he recalled it carefully. After a while, he took a step back with a look of horror, and shouted: "Fuck, I've seen this person before. The day we came to pull Feng Yongchun's body, he was in the crowd!"

Even though he guessed almost instantly that Xiao Jing might have gone to Feng's house disguised as this person, this guy still couldn't help but feel nervous.

It's just too weird...

"Impossible?" The older policeman, who didn't know about the small mirror, looked over with a strange look on his face: "Look at the rotting corpse. It's been half a month since he died. How could you have seen it?"

But Jiang Zhuolin understood what was going on. Looking at the deformed corpse, after thinking about it carefully, he had a vague impression, so he hurriedly told the senior policeman, "Go quickly and find some familiar people. The people from the owner of this yard come over and ask them to come and take a look."

"well!"

The man hurriedly put down the tool in his hand, ran to the wall and kicked his feet. The apprentice who had just finished vomiting and was resting, handed him a cigarette, and scolded: "Trash, hurry up, follow me out to find someone."

"Well~"

The apprentice nodded weakly, took the cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, and followed him quickly out of the yard.

Not long.

The two of them came in with three elderly people who were not too young, two men and one woman, one of whom was the steward of the Feng family courtyard.

This kind of thing has to come to them, the older generation who are used to seeing life and death. The young people can't see this scene. When they were looking for someone just now, those young people ran far away.

"Let's see if you are troubled, do you recognize them?"

The master and apprentice accompanied the three old men to the pit~www.readwn.com~ and asked, pointing to the corpse still lying inside.

Several old men and old ladies are not young, and their eyes are not very good. After squinting and standing aside, they squatted down and looked carefully.

Then…

"Fuck!"

"Mom!"

"Well…"

The two old men gave a big scare.

The old lady even rolled her eyelids, and twitched away.

They are not afraid of corpses, and they are not afraid of disgusting corpses, but this corpse that has been dead for a long time was chatting and walking with them last night!

Could it be... are we really haunted?

(end of this chapter)