Corpse Cremator

Zhang Dahan frowned, with anger mixed between his brows, but he suppressed it in the blink of an eye.

I looked carefully, and then I looked at the positions of these policemen. Zhang Dahan's shoulder badge had a four-pointed star with a bar, indicating that he was a third-level superintendent.

He took out a box of cigarettes, took out a cigarette and handed it to Lao Li: "Lao Li, come and smoke a cigarette, don't be so angry, it's not in vain to come out and carry a corpse."

"In vain, what else can I do for a vain!"

Lao Li took the cigarette without hesitation, and Zhang Dahan hurried forward to light it.

After doing all this, Zhang Dahan handed me another cigarette: "Little brother, you just came, do you want to smoke a cigarette?"

On weekdays, I also smoke a little, but I don't have much addiction, and occasionally I have two cigarettes for fun. Outside, I never answer, shake my head, and wave my hand quickly: "Thank you, I don't smoke!"

Later, I learned that when Zhang Dahan first joined the job, he was a junior police officer, and he often asked Lao Li for help. After working for several years, he was finally promoted to the third-level police inspector, but he could do nothing about Lao Li.

Old Li took two puffs of his cigarette, and seemed to be more energetic. He shouted impatiently: "Hurry up, hurry up, I can go back to sleep after two times!"

"Okay, okay, you two, help get the body up!"

Old Li seemed to have reacted, and shouted to me: "By the way, Xiaomao, this is Zhang Gensheng, deputy director of Linjiang Police Station. We all call him Zhang Dahan. Although you are responsible for burning the body, there will always be contact. Let's get to know each other!"

I smiled and saluted Zhang Gensheng: "Hello, uncle police!"

This action made Zhang Dahan smile. He was scolded by Old Li just now, and now he finally got some face back.

After that, Old Li said to Zhang Gensheng: "The new college student in our funeral home, who is responsible for burning the body, is Mao Su!"

After introducing each other, we got to know each other, but I didn't expect that Zhang Gensheng was not polite at all: "Little Mao, go over and help me, I have something to do with Old Li!"

Okay!

He is at least a deputy director, and his police rank is superintendent. Old Li is Old Li, and I am me. We can't be confused. I hurried over to help and help the two policemen carry the body.

At this time, the body had been covered with a shroud and was about to be put into a body bag.

The two policemen carried the body, but no one helped them hold the bag. They tried several times but couldn't put it in. One of the policemen saw me holding the bag for them and said with a smile: "Little brother, thank you!"

"It's nothing, it's just a piece of cake!"

The body was about to be put into the bag, and a strange wind blew, making people feel a little cold. The strange wind lifted the shroud, and the policeman hurriedly covered it again.

Because I was squatting on the ground holding the body bag for them, although the policeman covered it in time, I still saw the body inside. It was a fashionable woman, lying on her side. She had big light brown wavy hair, a scarlet hip skirt, a black waistcoat on her upper body, and a pair of white and slender legs.

One foot was bare, and the other foot was wearing a red high-heeled shoe! Seeing the high-heeled shoe, I immediately thought of the one at the door of the funeral home. They are just a pair of shoes, just separated.

Could it be that this woman had been to the funeral home before she died?

I couldn't help but think of the scene of knocking on Lao Li's door. At that time, there was a woman's panting in the room. After a while, the door opened, and there was the sound of high-heeled shoes in the corridor. All of them were connected together, and I had a guess in my heart.

Inadvertently, I glanced at Lao Li and saw him grabbing two hundred-dollar bills and putting them in his trouser pockets. The two were still chatting and didn't notice me at all.

I still understand the principle of not speaking out when you see it!

I quickly lowered my head and waited for the two police officers to put the female corpse into the body bag. After the zipper was closed, the police officer smiled at me again: "Little brother, thank you very much. There will be many opportunities for us to cooperate in the future. Keep in touch when you are free!"

I nodded with a smile on my face.

The body was put into the body bag, and the two policemen carried her to the morgue bed. At this time, Lao Li and Zhang Dahan had almost finished their greetings. I volunteered to push the morgue bed towards the funeral home.

Behind me, Old Li was still complaining: "I have so little money, not even enough for consumption!"

Old Li quickly followed me and asked me with narrowed eyes: "You are so brave, you come to push the corpse on your first day of work, and you are not afraid at all. The funeral home has not had cremators and corpse collectors for many years, and it is even more pitiful to get a regular job! Many young people who were hired from outside were fired within a few days!"

As we were getting closer to the funeral home, I responded: "Hehe, people will die sooner or later, it's just the difference between dying early and dying late. My family has been doing Feng Shui for generations. I have been going out with my father to take on business since I was a child. Over time, I have become bolder. By the way, Uncle Li, do you remember the high-heeled shoes at the door?"

"Remember, what's wrong?"

Old Li was a little surprised and didn't know why I asked that.

I slowed down my pace and waited for him to catch up before I whispered, "Just now, a strange wind blew up and I saw the body. One of her feet was bare and the other was wearing a red high-heeled shoe, exactly the same as the one we saw! I suspect the shoe at the door belonged to this female corpse."

"What's the matter? Don't be afraid!"

Old Li was shocked and stopped walking.

Then, he hurriedly asked, "What does the woman look like? What clothes and pants does she wear?"

I told Old Li the general situation and continued to walk forward. I heard him muttering behind me, "What's there to be afraid of? I just found a girl to have fun with. I didn't kill anyone. I'm just a camel!"

After listening to these words, I finally confirmed that the woman in Old Li's room at that time was the woman in the body bag now.

However, I thought about it again and felt something was wrong. How could that woman die outside the funeral home after completing the transaction with Old Li, and throw a high-heeled shoe at the door?

I couldn't figure it out, so I simply stopped thinking about it and pushed the morgue bed towards the mourning hall.

The funeral home was not big, and there were only eight mourning halls. I pushed the female corpse to the Xianliang Hall, thinking that this woman had made a mistake in this life, and she could be a virtuous woman in the next life.

When Old Li caught up, we put her in the ice coffin, plugged in the power and turned on the switch, turned around and locked the door of the Xianliang Hall, and walked towards the dormitory.

Sister Yaoyao heard the footsteps in the corridor, poked her head out from the crack of the door, and asked softly: "Susu, what's the situation?"

"Nothing, just a dead woman!"

I responded nonchalantly.

Old Li walked into my room, grabbed the remaining beer and poured it down his throat, saying, "Xiao Mao, you go to my room tonight to sleep. I've had a little too much to drink, so I won't be going back!"