Chapter 297

We knocked heavily on Lao Huang's door, but no one opened it. Zhang Xiaoai is in a hurry. She kicks the door open and rushes in.

Just after the door was opened, a strong smell of burning came to you, which made you feel numb.

I took a look at Mr. mouse. Mr. mouse looked at Zhang Xiaoai and shook his head. I know that Mr. mouse wants me to stop Zhang Xiaoai. The situation must be very bad. Mr. mouse doesn't let Zhang Xiaoai rush in.

I then hurriedly stopped Zhang Xiaoai, who was in a hurry, and asked her not to make trouble.

Master mouse went to the bedroom door, his ears pressed against the door, listened carefully to the movement inside, and then reached out to knock on the door five times, three long and two short.

It's dead quiet inside, no response.

Master mouse is relieved and opens the bedroom door.

When the bedroom door was opened, a stronger smell of burning came.

Zhang Xiaoai quickly covers her mouth and nose, but she can't help retching.

On the bed of the bedroom, there is a person lying quietly. That person is not someone else. It's Lao Huang! His body was naked and naked. The quilt covered his left half of the body. It seemed that everything was OK. There was no abnormality or burning trace.

I didn't relax a little bit. This scene is actually more strange. Since the body is not burned, where does the strange smell of burning come from?

Mr. mouse also glanced at the bedroom suspiciously. There was no burning mark in the bedroom, even no smoke.

Then I saw the rat master bite his teeth and go up hard, and lift the quilt.

The scene under the quilt is shocking!

Old Huang's half body, which was covered by a quilt, was even empty. There was only a black charcoal skeleton left. The flesh and skin had long been ashes. They were attached to the bones. At a glance, they thought it was a pile of coke.

On the left side is the intact body, but on the right side the body has been burned into coke. This strong contrast makes me unable to bear the churning in my appetite, and I turn my head and vomit.

Pockmarked Li is worse than me. She squats on the ground and screams.

But looking at Zhang Xiaoai, maybe he had psychological preparation, not as bad as us. He just stared at the burned corpse with green face. Without saying a word, douda's tears came out of his eyes, and he began to cry regardless of his image.

Master mouse said helplessly: "OK, don't cry. Half of the body is burned and half of the soul is damaged! Such a ghost loses the self-conscious human soul, which is a crazy ghost. If it is not dealt with in time, the consequences will be unimaginable. "

I and Pockmarked Li hurriedly went up to comfort Zhang Xiaoai and asked her to inform the bureau leader immediately. It's not a small matter that the police died.

Zhang Xiaoai is still very vigilant, saying what if the leaders ask us why we would appear in Lao Huang's house in the middle of the night? They're not going to believe the ghost.

We also feel headache for this. At last, I put all my bets on Jiangbei Zhangjia. Since Jiangbei Zhangjia can let Zhang Xiaoai, a graduate, get into the police station, there must be some influence in the police, so I did not hesitate to call Jiangbei Zhangjia.

The person who answered the phone was Da Jinya. I told him the situation here. Da Jinya was very surprised. But at last, he asked us to do things without looking forward. He would say hello at the police station. Let's wait.

It wasn't long before two police chiefs came. Zhang Xiaoai called him the director. It seems that Zhangjia in Jiangbei has a great deterrent in the police station.

The director was very polite to us, asking for help and saying such bullshit as losing distance. In my mind, such a chief should not be clean. After the death of the police officer, he still has the heart to flatter us.

But I don't know what to say if I don't reach out to smile. I just urge him to deal with Lao Huang's affairs after the exchange.

The director nodded and went into Lao Huang's bedroom in a brave and fearless manner. However, when he saw Lao Huang's appearance, he would be miserable. If we were not present, he would have been spitting

Secretary Sheng suppressed his desire to vomit, adjusted his mood for a long time, and finally got better.

Master mouse said: "Lao Huang's soul has been in a state of madness. He is very angry. After 24 hours, he will definitely hurt people everywhere. So I suggest that the body of Lao Huang should be cremated as soon as possible, which is the only way to prevent him from harming people. "

The director was silent, and at last he said helplessly, "I agree with you, old man. But Lao Huang is an old comrade of our police station. He died in this way. He must have asked us to make a thorough investigation. Now we burn Lao Huang's body in a hurry. Isn't it a guilty conscience? I have nothing to do with it. It's not safe to wear a black hat, but you are in danger. "

It's OK to fool the ghost with this magnificent words. It's a little mentally retarded to fool us. The ghost believes him. He clearly doesn't want to cause trouble. What's my reason.However, the director's words are not unreasonable. After all, Lao Huang is an old comrade in the Bureau. Just after he died, he burned his body before investigation, which will indeed cause a lot of criticism.

So I thought about it. At last, master mouse gave in and said, "well, get the scene ready as soon as possible, and then transport the body to the morgue. Tonight, I'll find a way to surpass the spirit of Lao Huang."

I know that Mr. mouse is comforting the director general. It's impossible to surpass him. After all, the soul of Mr. Huang is not complete, so he can only beat it to pieces.

The director nodded and agreed to let us go, and then he would inform the task force to deal with the matter here as soon as possible.

After such a struggle, it's four o'clock in the morning, and the sky is shining. We are all exhausted, but Mr. mouse didn't take us back to Zhang Xiaoai's home to rest, instead, he went to the morgue to watch, and by the way, he took the wordless heavenly book to the morgue.

Some of the dead who are making trouble in the morgue are all killed by the wordless Tianshu. The wordless Tianshu has a natural suppression on those dead, so you don't have to worry about the situation of several dead.

We had a rest in the rest room next to the mortuary. Before dawn, the director called us to wake up. Let's open the door of the mortuary and say that Lao Huang's family has taken photos and taken evidence. We have handled it properly. According to our instructions, send Lao Huang's body to the mortuary as soon as possible.

I looked at the body of Lao Huang once again. His intact half body had become stiff and purple brown. His half face was twisted badly. His eyes were open angrily, his pupils were turned up, and he stared at the top of his head.

I know in my heart that this is the omen of the corpse. I have some worries.

After dealing with Lao Huang's affairs, the director general will set up a dinner for us and help us clean up the dust.

but now we have no idea where to think about the dinner party, so we refused. We need to guard the morgue 24 hours to avoid any miscarriage.

The director is probably embarrassed to let us take it in the narrow and messy rest room. He specially made an office for us. The office can see the morgue.

After the director left, I asked Mr. mouse curiously why the body of Mr. Huang would be half burnt?

Master mouse sighed: "the most taboo of Yin things is to cut the edge of Yin with a knife. Lao Huang cut the paper in half with a pair of scissors, which is equivalent to cutting the undead attached to Yin things vertically."

"Only half of the undead will not lose their evil power, but will be more unbridled because of the increase of resentment! That's why he killed Lao Huang. And because the dead are cut vertically and can only be attached to half of Lao Huang's body, Lao Huang will have such strange death symptoms... "

I suddenly thought of something, so I immediately asked master mouse if he would harm other people again? Never let it run around.

Master mouse explained: "so now we have to go to Lao Huang's residence again to find out the human skin paper. I was afraid that finding that piece of human leather paper would provoke the dead, so I didn't ask you to look for it. But it's already daytime, and the dead are already sleeping in the paper. Now go find it! "

Zhang Xiaoai had to take us to Laohuang's house again, looking for things over and over again.

Finally, Pockmarked Li found the man's leather paper in Lao Huang's work notes.

Master mouse wrapped the man's skin, paper and cloth carefully, and came back in a hurry. Then he put the half piece of paper together on the calligraphy without words.

Then there was the long wait. We had to wait for the night to come and the ghosts to come and go before we could deal with them.

Of course, our first task is to summon the spirit of Lao Huang back and beat it to the core so as not to do anything harmful.

It was a very painful day. I couldn't sleep when I was lying in bed. It was a matter of no words.

One after another strange and strange death events happened, which may have left an indelible shadow in Zhang Xiaoai's heart. She dare not go back to sleep alone, just squeeze with us in the office.

At noon, just a little sleepy, was called to wake up by the director, we have to receive wind and dust.

The most annoying thing for me and Mr. mouse is that we didn't want to go to the dinner party. But we couldn't stand the director's bitter plea and Pockmarked Li's leap. Finally, we went.

This time, the chief of the Public Security Bureau was invited to attend the dinner, which shows the importance the director attached to this matter. At the same time, I was curious about the power of Zhangjia in the north of the Yangtze River, which made the director of Zhangjia pay so much attention to?

I asked a few questions, probably also understand, the director does not know Jiangbei Zhangjia, perhaps he is not qualified to know. The orders he received came directly from the Provincial Public Security Bureau.

This surprised me. I never thought that the power of Zhangjia in Jiangbei had been extended to the provincial public security department.

Even Zhangjia in the north of the Yangtze River, which is so powerful, is still driven by Longquan Mountain Villa. It seems that Longquan Mountain Villa is more powerful. If possible, I don't want to provoke either side.

I think of the intern who gave Zhang Xiaoai shoes. That intern must be from Longquan villa. Ask the director how much he knows about the intern?The atmosphere suddenly embarrassed down, the director's face full of teasing smile: "in fact, that intern was replaced, until he resigned, we found out."

"Replacement?" I was surprised and asked the director what was going on.