dragon hunter

Chapter 327 Revisiting the Crematorium

I slept very late at night, and as soon as I got up in the morning, I went downstairs to buy a newspaper.

Last night at the crematorium, three people died. I thought this kind of big news would definitely hit the headlines of the newspapers, so I want to pay attention to the progress of the incident.

To my surprise, I searched through all the pages of the newspaper, but could not find any reports in this regard.

"Could the news be blocked?" I wondered in my heart. After all, in our small county, the death of three people overnight is definitely a big news.

And I was still at the scene at the time. Although I had a clear conscience, being involved was also a trouble.

I couldn't find any information about it in the newspaper, so I picked up my phone and called Ghost Detective Xu.

He heard me talk about what happened at the crematorium last night, and after receiving my call, he told me to wait a while, and he called his comrades in arms to ask.

After a while, Ghost Detective Xu called back. On the other end of the phone, his voice was full of surprise.

He said that the police station did not receive a report, nor did he hear anyone mention that three people died in the crematorium.

"This is so strange." I muttered in my heart, took out my car keys, and planned to go and see for myself.

When I arrived at the crematorium, I found a white car parked quietly by the side of the road. Unexpectedly, Romy also came over.

When I opened the car door, I saw Romi wearing a lake blue sportswear, standing under a tree and watching.

"When did you come here, did you notice any movement?" I walked behind the other party and asked softly.

"I arrived 10 minutes earlier than you. It's strange to say that it's very peaceful inside. Do you want to go in and have a look?" Luo Mi's eyes showed doubts.

"Go in and have a look." I walked towards the gate of the crematorium.

Sitting in the duty room was still the old man, with sleepy eyes, unable to wake up no matter what.

I peeked inside, my eyes fixed.

I clearly remember that the hooked nose died last night, under the streetlight ahead.

And now under that street lamp, not to mention not seeing a corpse, not even a trace of blood, what's going on?

I looked back and saw Romi's eyes were also full of surprise.

Casting a glance at the old man at the gate, I walked over to offer a cigarette, and asked about the crematorium and the perverted beautician.

The old man didn't seem to be hearing very well. After talking nonsense for a long time, he gave an unexpected answer. There was no such thing as a beautician at the crematorium.

I froze for a moment, stood there for a long time without saying a word, and walked inside.

With the sound of hurried footsteps coming from behind, Luo Mi trotted all the way and chased after her.

"How could this happen? It's too weird." Luo Mi lowered her voice and said inexplicably.

I followed the route of the accident last night and walked again. The blood on the ground was wiped away by someone, and the body was nowhere to be seen. It seemed that everything last night was just a nightmare.

"The nose of the plane you brought over last night, no one found him missing today?" I asked quietly.

"He takes drugs and has a bad relationship with his family. Who cares about him?" Luo Mi replied.

I gritted my teeth and walked towards the mortuary. No matter who is hiding it, I don't believe it. The other party didn't leave a trace.

Seeing the figure in the white coat in the mortuary room, I almost thought that the skinned pervert had returned.

But when the other person turned around, I realized that it was another person, in his 40s, with an ordinary appearance, looked at us suspiciously, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Master, I haven't seen you before, are you new here?" I asked tentatively.

"What you said is strange. I am the one who puts makeup on the dead. Why do you want so many people to see me? I have been working in this crematorium for more than ten years." The middle-aged beautician looked at me strangely.

"You are a beautician here?" I continued to ask.

"Of course it's just me. The crematorium is not big. How many beauticians are there?" After the middle-aged beautician finished speaking, he ignored me and turned around to get busy.

Luo Mi and I looked at each other, and we could see the doubts in the other party's heart. The little demon in the temple is very aggressive. I didn't expect that there would be a bunch of moths in this humble crematorium.

Finding nothing, I left with a frown on my face. On the way, I called Ghost Detective Xu and asked him to investigate the beautician.

Xu Luzi, a ghost detective, was very knowledgeable, and quickly replied, saying that he had asked a friend, and there was indeed only one beautician at the crematorium, in his 40s, with an average appearance.

I stretched out my hand towards the car door, and I stopped for a while, and turned my head to stare blankly at the crematorium, feeling very complicated in my heart.

I confessed to the phone and asked him to help keep an eye on a disfigured guy, and I hung up the phone.

Romi was going to teach at the dance school soon, so she said hello and drove away in advance.

I leaned against the car and lit a cigarette. Not far from the crematorium, there was a small village with few households. I vaguely saw a few old farmers busy in the field, but the young and strong ones were nowhere to be seen.

I have a faint premonition that something unsettling will happen in this peaceful small village.

What it is, whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, I can't predict it, because I just touched the threshold of numerology.

Only when one's cultivation has reached the level of a master can one be truly a prophet of the future, avoid evil and seek good fortune.

After taking a last deep look at the small village, I opened the car door and left.

Just turning into a side road, a picture appeared in front of my eyes, that perverted beautician in a white coat, with a grinning face and blood all over his body, was walking towards me step by step.

I slammed on the brakes, and a trace of cold sweat leaked from my forehead. This kind of ability to predict a certain scene in the future has not appeared for a long time.

The picture that came to mind just now was too short, without any reference, making it impossible to judge the time and place.

"What's going on today? I have premonitions one after another. Could it be that something big is going to happen?" My expression became serious.

There was a car horn sounding behind me, and I looked in the rearview mirror, only to realize that I had braked suddenly, blocking the road behind me.

Wiping the cold sweat off my brow, I slowly started the car. Because I was restless, I didn't dare to increase the speed too fast, so I could only lean on the side of the road and move forward slowly.

"Unfortunately, I don't have enough understanding of numerology, otherwise I would never be as passive as I am now." I sighed in my heart.

As soon as I drove to the urban area, I received a call from Fatty Wang. He said in a panic that he was at the door of my shop and asked me to hurry over to pick him up.

"How big is it, and you still act like a boy, talking well, what happened?" I reprimanded Fatty Wang.

"Fatty Master is now turned into a dog by debt collectors, you hurry up and leave me alone." After Fatty Wang yelled, he hung up the phone.

I greeted that guy's ancestors one by one in my heart, turned the direction of the car, and drove towards my small shop.

I was afraid that the coward would be stupid and encounter any accidents, so I drove faster along the way.

As soon as he turned a corner, he saw Fatty Wang running in a panic, chasing several young lads behind him.

Those boys had flat crew cuts, their scalps were blue under the sunlight, and they were wearing black elastic vests.

As soon as I stepped on the brakes, I parked the car on the side of the road and shouted for Fatty Wang to get in the car.

Those debt collectors were obviously stunned when they saw the white Hummer. After all, there are only a handful of such luxury cars in the small county.

In fact, if there was a real fight, Fatty Wang had the secret technique of the Zhu family, so he might not be able to defeat those guys.

But in this day and night, you can't activate the Zhumen secret technique, slap a pair of shining golden slaps, and fight with others, right?

Fatty Wang looked like a fat penguin, he moved very nimbly, reached out to open the car door, and got in quickly.

I was about to start the car, when I fixed my eyes, I saw a silver chain hanging on the chest of a young man.

There is a pendant on the chain, the shape is very strange, exactly the same as a tattoo pattern on the arm of the perverted beautician.

Luo Mi said at the time that she had seen the tattoo on the arm of the perverted beautician on the first tenant, and she suspected that the skin on the arm of the perverted beautician was peeled off from that person.

Now that I saw a pendant with the same pattern, I couldn't help thinking about it, turned off the car, opened the door and jumped down.

Those debt collectors stood opposite, looking at this side with surprised and uncertain eyes.

Few of those who can eat this bowl of rice are fools, otherwise not only will they not be able to collect money, but they may even involve themselves in it.

In a small county town, Zhen Qingyi can definitely be regarded as a small group of people at the top of the pyramid. The debt collectors are always well-informed, so it is impossible not to recognize her car.

"My friend, it's only natural to pay off debts. What do you mean by that?" A guy who looked like a leader came over and stared at me and asked.

I ignored him, but turned around and asked Fatty Wang casually how much I owed them.

Unnaturalness flashed across Fatty Wang's face, he hesitated for a moment, and stretched out two fingers.

"20?" I asked in a guessing tone.

"Yes, it's 20. It's not like the fat man can't pay it back. Let them give them a few days' grace, but these guys are dogs, and they have been chasing after them." Fatty Wang complained grumblingly.

I looked back at the guy who looked like the leader, and said, "I'll guarantee it, give him a few days, don't you bother me any more, will it work?"

The leader took out a toothpick, put it in his mouth, and looked at me critically.

I frowned slightly. The other party's gaze was very disliked. I thought to myself, if the other party refuses to agree, I might as well give this group of guys a massage.

If it wasn't for figuring out the origin of the pendant on the guy's neck in the back, I wouldn't be too lazy to grind my teeth with these birds.

"I can't make up my mind, just wait for me to make a call." The leader spat out the toothpick in his mouth and took out his mobile phone.

After the call was connected, he chatted for a few words in a asking tone, then turned his gaze to the white Hummer and announced the license plate on it.

After a while, he hung up the phone, looked at me and said, "Sure, we believe you, but you made a guarantee, and if the fat man doesn't pay back the money, we will ask you for it."

"Don't worry about the money. I have another question. Where did the pendant on the guy's neck come from?" I pointed to the skinny guy behind.

The leader was taken aback for a moment, obviously not expecting that I would ask such a strange question.

Fatty Wang, a coward, saw that the deal had been settled here, and ran over with his neck curled up, grinning at the corner of his mouth, and gave me a smile.

(End of this chapter)