Being a corpse chaser in summer vacation: exposed by the dumb girl!

Page 66

"Why the bullets are distorted, why the white clothes are torn, welcome to today's book, to the metaphysics, the speaker - the dead man."

"Damn it, are the bullets useless? Hard enough! I have a bold idea!"

"Pure passer-by, I would like to ask for my friend, can the corpse hunter make the bean sprouts as hard as the corpse?"

"Friend: When I come back from being enchanted by the corpse exorcist, I will have a swordsmanship with you!"

Little Sister Dai also reacted.

Clenching her small pink fists, she looked resentful:

"These guns are too real. They scare me to death. Uncle policeman, you must check carefully, and don't let these unscrupulous traders go!"

The two policemen nodded and promised again and again that they would investigate to the end.

However, Jiang Bai can see that they are still between belief and disbelief.

He simply had a showdown: "Ahem, police officer, or is there a possibility that I am actually a corpse chaser, and they are indestructible zombies who can easily cut steel and iron?"

Old Zhao frowned, remembering Wang Dashan's words, snorted softly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, you are young, you have to believe in science, just play around on weekdays, but don't really believe it."

"Come on, if you have nothing to do, go back early, it's getting late, be careful."

Since this tall and thin man is fine,

They had to hurry up and rescue Li Fugui who had passed out.

Water friends are all stupid.

The effect of this live broadcast was simply explosive.

Who usually goes to the police station without being honest and not even daring to breathe?

Good guy, the boss of the corpse exorcist exposed himself all the way, and he almost put me as a corpse exorcist on his face!

After a few minutes.

Jiang Bai walked out of the police station.

The relics of the martyrs have been disposed of.

The next thing to do is to send them to the Haoqi Cemetery in Jinling, where they can be buried in peace.

Ding dong.

Just now.

Suddenly, Little Sister Dai's WeChat rang.

It turned out to be my best friend Xiao Yan who sent her a message.

"?(???)? Dazed, I'm already on my way, where can I pick you up?"

The little girl was slightly taken aback.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan really came here.

She had to look at Jiang Bai: "Big Daddy, where are we going next?"

Jiang Bai said his plan.

Dai Xiaomei nodded, and casually sent a message to Xiao Yan.

"Jinling Haoqi Cemetery, let's see you there! We are going to participate in the farewell ceremony for the funeral of the martyrs."

A majestic cemetery?

Xiao Yan looked puzzled.

But thinking of Miss Dai's confused character, she shook her head helplessly, and had no choice but to rush towards the cemetery.

She is still having a headache, how can she tell her silly brother Jiang Bai about this.

Jiang Bai just left not long ago.

Two policemen disassembled one of the guns.

But it doesn't matter if you don't tear it down.

When they saw the rusty and mottled parts of various firearms, they only felt their scalps go numb!

Convex (fuck dish f*ck)!

This is a real gun!

Moreover, there are more than one!

Opening the cloth bag one by one, it seems that those other big knives are not imitation toys.

But a real weapon!

They couldn't even lift it with one hand.

"Doesn't this mean that what happened before..."

Think back to what happened before.

The two policemen couldn't help swallowing.

The hair is creepy.

Li Fugui, who was awakened from being pinched and artificially resuscitated, said with resentment on his face, "Why don't you keep laughing, what I said is true, do you believe it now?"

"They are really zombies! There is definitely something wrong with that person!"

"I suspect that he is probably the legendary zombie king who wants to cause disaster to the world! If it is earlier..."

Listening to the nonsense of Li Fugui Barabara.

The two policemen were in a mess.

After a moment of hesitation.

Old Zhao made a call.

"Dashan, something happened here, a bunch of corpses came here just now! Fuck! Twelve of them!"

Listening to my friend, Lao Zhao's narration.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Dashan was a little confused.

"Old Zhao, isn't it? You have been a policeman for so many years, and a few corpses are worth making such a fuss about?"

"It's not that simple, you don't know how strange those corpses are!"

Old Zhao's tone was low, and he said cautiously: "Stiff and beating, and bullets can't penetrate. Didn't you tell me before that you also know a corpse driver?!"

Chasing corpses?

I am familiar with this!

The last guy who claimed to be a corpse exorcist is still locked up in the military region waiting for criticism.

Wang Dashan shook his head and smiled wryly, thinking that Lao Zhao must have misunderstood.

So, he told Lao Zhao about Jiang Bai's situation.

Hearing this, Lao Zhao also felt that there might be a misunderstanding in this matter.

What age is this?

Also chase the corpse.

The gun went off just now, and it is estimated that no one was hit at all.

Thinking so, Lao Zhao put the matter aside first.

The confusion at one end will be put on hold for now.

Chatting with Wang Dashan, the conversation gradually turned to another major event that was about to happen recently.

"Old Zhao, Haoqi Cemetery is going to hold a burial ceremony the day after tomorrow. The whole city is watching this matter. Our security guards must not make any trouble."

"Hey, don't worry, I wouldn't dare to make a mistake on such a big matter. Wei Changsi, the deputy mayor of Jinling, has searched hard for the body of his old man Wei for so many years but couldn't find it. Isn't it just a matter of making a mistake at this juncture? .”

Old Zhao's tone was heavy.

A few days ago, when the director announced this task, his expression was serious.

Now the entire city of Jinling, police stations big and small, are almost all in preparation.

Many media have already started warming up.

Although a hero is dead, his soul lives on.

No one dares to despise the ceremony of entering the tomb in the clothes of the twelve heroes.

Just a pity.

The remains of the twelve strong men have not been found so far.

Thinking of this, Old Zhao couldn't help heaving a long sigh.

This……

It is also a pity for the people of the whole city!

bell bell~~