Boss Shen's Funeral Shop

It was a room that was not too big for this office building. Looking from a distance, there was no number plate beside the door.

"Let's go!" Baili said, and then walked forward first, Shen Jing had no choice but to follow behind him tightly holding the lighter.

Baili frowned and glanced at the person who was following behind him, but he didn't immediately refuse Shen Jing's follow.

As the footsteps walked in, Shen Jing finally saw the appearance of this room clearly. The brown door was half-closed, and the light was fired from the crack of the door, which became the scene Shen Jing saw just now. Going in, what you saw was a few rows of desks, not high, just for children around ten years old, and neatly arranged small stools, but Shen Jing didn't see the little ghost.

what happened?Shen Jing was puzzled, with a pair of eyes peering hard through the crack of the door, even wearing glasses, it gave the impression that he was trying to stare.

"Go in!" Baili said directly.

"Ah? But..." Shen Jing hesitated. The lights here must have been turned on by someone. What if they are found out?

"This is not a light turned on by people, and others can't see it," Baili said, and then opened the door first and walked in.

"Ah!" Shen Jing exclaimed in surprise, and immediately followed Baili in.

This seems to be a small cram school, the seats for children are arranged neatly, there is a small podium at the front, and a small blackboard is hung on the wall, which has not been wiped off primary school math problems.

However, in such a small cram school, there are children's clothes scattered on the floor, which are exactly the clothes that the little ghost is wearing in the photo taken by the little ghost's mother, but Shen Jing did not see the little ghost at all .

"Well," Baili gestured to Fang at the corner, and Shen Jing looked over, only to find a bunch of black hair exposed there, Shen Jing stepped over, the more he walked in, the clearer he could see.

The little ghost was curled up in the corner without any clothes on. At this time, the little ghost already had traces of abuse that made people feel pity. in front of him.

The little ghost trembled all over, and whispered in his mouth: "Don't come here, don't touch me, I won't dare again."

"You..." Shen Jing stretched out his hand to touch the little ghost, but the little ghost didn't seem to sense her movements, and continued to curl up. Even when he saw the shadow, the little ghost shivered with fear.

"He can't see you," Baili said standing behind Shen Jing: "He is repeating what he suffered four thousand times in his own consciousness, and he doesn't even know who you are now. "

Shen Jing held out his outstretched hand lightly, then looked around and took it back.

"Don't touch me! Don't come here! I'll tell the teacher!" The kid suddenly let out a high-pitched cry, but the expression on his face didn't make people think that he was full of confidence. The pale face already explained the situation.

At this moment, the lights in the cram school suddenly flickered twice, and Baili took a step forward, dragging Shen Jing over.

Shen Jing looked over again, the kid's pale face just now was almost bloodless, and he fumbled around his neck with both hands, as if being strangled by someone.

"Little ghost!" Shen Jing almost subconsciously wanted to go to rescue the little ghost, but he was grabbed by Baili before he could take a step.

"If it was before his death, it might be useful for you to do this," Baili didn't make it clear, but said this sentence, as if mocking Shen Jing.

"That's better than you watching with a cold eye," Shen Jing roared angrily, and tried his best to shake Baili's hand, but Baili's hand was like iron tongs, and it firmly gripped Shen Jing's shoulder. Hold it down.

"Let go! Are you human!" Baili grabbed Baili's hand and wanted to open it, but it seemed that it didn't cause any obstacles to Baili.

Baili glanced at Shen Jing indifferently, and said two words, "No."

Shen Jing was suffocated, and went to see the little ghost again, after saving him from being entangled with Baili, red marks appeared on Shen Jing's neck, and the little ghost's struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally his legs could no longer move. With a little bit of strength, he had already kicked some of the tables and stools that were blocking him.

A large white men's shirt fell on the kid, and then wrapped the kid's body completely. At this moment, the kid finally opened his eyes, but there was no figure in those eyes. He stood up straight and walked past Shen Jing and Baili.

"Crack!" The lights in the cram school went out the moment the kid went out.

"Let's go! See where he's going," Baili finally let go of Shen Jing, turned around and followed him out.

Although the little ghost and Baili seem to have no lights that are so important, but Shen Jing is not. When he heard Baili's words, he quickly lit up the lighter in his hand, and then protected the little flame and followed out.

When returning the same way, Shen Jing took a look by the way, the cram school that the kid just entered was on the fifth floor, not too high but not too low.

When they were at the gate of the office building, Baili naturally brought Shen Jing out, but Baili didn't intend to leave immediately, but also joined in the matter of following behind the little ghost.

After leaving the office building, the little ghost walked back, looking as if he was going back to the funeral parlor, but Shen Jingzhi didn't, because the time he saw the little ghost every day was after eight o'clock in the evening.

The little ghost returned to Naihe Street again, and indeed he did not return to the funeral parlor, but turned around at an intersection on Naihe Street.

Shen Jing glanced at it, and it turned out to be the abandoned vegetable market on Naihe Street. Due to environmental planning, the vegetable market here was abandoned, but it has not been rebuilt, so it has always been exposed to its original appearance.

Shen Jing and Baili were still following the little ghost. Shen Jing found that the current little ghost was different from what he usually saw. Although he had those scars on his body and he didn't wear shoes on his feet, his skin was not rotten and cracked. Open, the white shirt on his body is also very clean.

"It's not over yet, he shouldn't be dead at this time," Baili said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Shen Jing asked, the kid had been strangled just now, so he should be dead.

"After being strangled, he may not die. He should have passed out after being strangled, but he didn't die. But the person who killed him didn't pay attention to this, so he took him directly to this place to throw his body."

Baili was very patient. After explaining Shen Jing's answer, he looked at the little ghost not far ahead who was still walking unconsciously.

"You mean..." Shen Jing gasped, and he also looked at the kid in front. If he wasn't strangled to death, how did he die?

Shen Jing looked around in the dark vegetable market, and the rows of concrete platforms were vegetable stalls for lease to vendors, and there was no place to hide people.

The little ghost was still walking forward, Shen Jing asked a stench, he had smelled this kind of smell on the little ghost and in the master bedroom, and it was very strong.

Shen Jing raised the lighter and glanced in which direction, he finally knew where people could hide in this vegetable market.

At the back of the vegetable market, there are stalls selling fish. Behind the stalls, there are rectangular pools built one after another. This is where Yufan stores live fish. In order to prevent the fish from jumping out of the oxygen machine, an iron cover is added on it, leaving a few slits is enough.

Shen Jing shuddered at his current thoughts, he couldn't believe that a child was left in this place.

Shen Jing was a little flustered, it was just this sudden effort, the little ghost in front had disappeared, Shen Jing hurriedly looked around to find the little ghost, but he couldn't find it.

"Boom, bang, bang!"

The knocking sound came from the corner, Shen Jing turned his head to look at Baili, Baili nodded, and walked to the corner where the sound came from first.

In that corner, there was a somewhat cracked pool, and there was a knocking sound from the rusty iron cover. The rust on the cover was shaken out of a lot of rust powder because of the force of the knocking.

But on such a dirty and rusty pool, a new lock was used on the iron cover, and there was not even any water stains.

"He is inside," Baili said, "There should be his body inside. There is no sign that the lock has been opened. That is to say, he died here. As for how he died, only Only after you open it can you find out."

The slave's knocking sound was still coming out of the pool, and the sound seemed to hit Shen Jing's heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Open it!" Baili said, and then he took out a needle from somewhere. Shen Jing followed the light of the lighter and looked over, and found that it was an acupuncture needle, a very thin one. kind of needles.

"You know this?" Shen Jing couldn't believe it. The man in front of him was wearing a neat suit and had a serious expression on his face. He didn't look like the type who would sneak around at all, but now he actually wanted to use an acupuncture needle to open it. a lock.

Baili didn't answer him, but just bent down, stretched out his hand hesitantly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped it around the lock, grabbed it, and then used it to really reach into the keyhole.

The subtle sound of "click" was not conspicuous in the ear-shaking bang bang, but Shen Jing felt that he could hear it clearly.

"You're not trying to save him," Baili grabbed the used handkerchief in a ball, and then made an unknown gesture. The acupuncture needle disappeared in his hand, and he turned his head to look at it. Said to Shen Jing.

"If you want to save him so much, then open it yourself!"