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The man didn't shake hands with him, but said, "I'm Jing Jing's colleague, you can call me Lao Zheng."

Xia Ren wrote about ghosts before, and because of Jing Jing, he knew a little bit about the situation of the mortician. After all, he was in contact with the dead. There have always been several unwritten rules in the industry, such as not attending weddings, birthdays and wedding banquets, not shaking hands with others, not saying "hello", "goodbye" and "good journey" to others, and not even visiting relatives or paying New Year's greetings during New Years and holidays.

Generally speaking, morticians are generally not recognized by the public, and this is a profession destined to be lonely.

It can be seen that Lao Zheng is relatively reserved, and he speaks in a calm tone, giving people a very calm feeling. If he puts aside his career and puts it outside, he must be a gentle uncle who can make many girls fall in love with him.

"I want to ask Jing Jing if there was anything... that was difficult to understand when she was working some time ago."

Xia Ren said proactively.

"You think her illness has something to do with work?"

Xia Ren nodded.

"If it is an infectious disease, we have taken good protective measures when we were working..."

Lao Zheng probably thought that Xia Ren would push Yu Jingjing's illness to the funeral home.

"That's not what I want to ask." Xia Ren interrupted him suddenly.

Old Zheng looked at him.

understood.

"Don't tell anyone else about this."

Old Zheng changed his tone, and only continued after making sure that there was no one around.

"A week ago, Yu Jingjing accepted a male corpse. He was hanged. He was young and his body was complete. All we need to do is to clean up his appearance and bury his protruding tongue. .It was a pretty easy job, but there was an accident in the process.”

Male, young, these two points fit the characteristics of that face.

Xia Ren nodded, motioning for the other party to continue.

When Lao Zheng said this, he seemed to have some scruples, and lowered his voice a little: "When we were about to finish processing, we suddenly heard Jing Jing's cry. After rushing over, we saw that the hands of the corpse had already tightly held Jing Jing's body. The forearm, we took a lot of effort to break it apart. Logically speaking, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible, because the death time of the corpse has just exceeded 24 hours, and the rigor has already spread to the body, let alone the fingers. It’s just that if you want to move the big joints, you probably have to break them.”

"Afterwards, a curious colleague paid attention to the family situation of the male corpse, only to find out that his wife died of dystocia not long ago. This may also be the reason for his suicide. The resentment is too heavy."

"Can you give me the address of their home?"

If Yu Jingjing doesn't wake up tonight, he will be transferred to Kyoto. He must hurry up.

"You wait."

Old Zheng didn't refuse this unruly request, and got up and walked out of the office. He might think that this matter had something to do with supernatural beings.

After returning, he directly gave Xia Ren the address without asking any further questions.

"Jingjing is the most hardworking and serious junior I have ever met. I hope she can survive this disaster."

When Xia Ren came over, he didn't expect things to go so smoothly, but this gave him a bad premonition instead.

After sorting out his thoughts, he followed the address to a community.

The man's name was Fang Bin, and he was less than 30 years old when he died, but now the weather outside is hot, the sun is shining so hard that people can't open their eyes, and standing under the sun for a while can sweat profusely, which also makes Xia Ren find no one to ask him. For specific information, he had no choice but to take the elevator to the ninth floor.

Looking at the house number, he couldn't be sure for a long time whether this was the house Fang Bin lived in before his death, because the door had already been sealed by the bank, and there was a thin layer of dust on the handle. Time no one has gone in.

His eyes fell on the neighbor's house next door, he was hesitating whether to knock on the door, but the door opened at this moment, a young man over 20 years old came out from inside, saw Xia Ren in a daze,

Then, run away.

Chapter 28 notes

When encountering such a thing, Xia Ren's first reaction was not to let him go.

Before his brain could react, his body had already made the first move.

There was only such a big space in the corridor, and he was standing at the door, which completely blocked the young man's escape route, so he easily grabbed the opponent's wrist, but buckled it backwards.

"Go away!"

The young man showed a ferocious expression and yelled.

He thought to himself, so what if he gets caught, you little bitch still want to stop me?

But then, he discovered that he was wrong, and it was a big mistake.

This girl's body looks weak, but her strength is surprisingly strong. The young man tried to break free, but he was not as strong as her in size or strength. In addition, he had been idle for many years and spent most of his time in Internet cafes, so his body was thin. Can't break free at all.

The two tugged for a few seconds, and the young man realized that he couldn't escape, so his attitude changed immediately, and he begged, "Sister, this is my first time, please forgive me."

Xia Ren instantly understood what he was doing.

Burglary.

"Didn't you just let me go?"

With a smile on his face, he gradually increased his strength in his hands, and the young man suddenly cried out in pain, begging for mercy repeatedly.

"Sister, I was really wrong, and I didn't steal anything when I went in. If you want money, I still have more than 100 in my pocket. You can take it all and let me go?"

Xia Ren looked at the opened door in front of him, and at Fang Bin's house with a seal next to him, he had an idea in his mind, and said:

"I don't understand what you're talking about. I'm just passing by, and I don't rob. What do you want money for?"

Even though he said so, he clasped the opponent's hand but never let go.

"Don't panic, I'm not a bad person."

I'm not a bad guy, let me go!

The young man roared in his heart.

Seeing that he was about to cry, Xia Ren showed a kind smile on his face: "Don't worry, I just want to ask you a question, you don't have to be so afraid."

"Sister, tell me, as long as I know, I will tell you."

The young man was very anxious, and it would be troublesome when other people passed by and saw them.

"Hey, you are so enthusiastic, how can you be so kind?"

"Excuse me, excuse me." The young man nodded frantically.

"Then trouble you."

Xia Ren stopped circling with him, pointed to the closed door next to him, and said, "I was planning to go home, but I found out that I forgot my key. I think you can unlock it, can you help me?"