Corpse Cremator

When I heard this, I almost vomited blood, thinking that Old Li was a piece of shit. You found a woman and had a great time in bed with her, and that woman died. You didn't dare to go back to sleep in her bed, so you came to occupy my bed.

But I just thought about this in my mind and couldn't say it out loud, otherwise I would be bullied at work in the future.

It's not that I'm afraid, but I just feel uncomfortable. I took a new quilt cover and turned to walk towards Lao Li's room. As soon as I went out, I saw Sister Yaoyao still humming her head and hooking her finger at me: "Susu, come here!"

I don't dislike the name Susu, but I feel very friendly. Seeing her wearing silk pajamas and looking extremely sexy, I felt itchy in my heart: "Sister Yaoyao, what's wrong?"

Walking up to her, Sister Yaoyao put her mouth close to my ear and lowered her voice so low that if I took two steps forward, I probably wouldn't hear it: "Susu, what's going on? Lao Li never lets others enter his room, not even a glance into his room. You just came to work, and he asked you to sleep in his room!"

When Sister Yaoyao spoke, there was a heat lingering in my ears. I guess she took a bath before going to bed, and her body smelled very good, which made me feel uncomfortable, and my mind was full of erotic images.

Finally, I couldn't hold it in any longer and said to Sister Yaoyao with a red face: "Sister Yaoyao, I'm going to sleep first. I have to go to work tomorrow!"

Before leaving, Sister Yaoyao reminded: "Okay, go ahead. The funeral home is sometimes not peaceful. Lock the door when you sleep!"

I nodded, not even daring to turn around, and walked directly into Old Li's room. After entering the room, I regretted it and cursed Old Li for being a worthless person. The room was full of colored impurities, and the pictures on the cover were more attractive than each other. There were even some props in the half-open drawer.

That night, I slept very badly. Sometimes I thought of the female corpse lying on its side, and sometimes I thought of Sister Yaoyao's appearance. I almost didn't get up in the morning.

Early in the morning, someone knocked on the door, knocking non-stop outside the house: "Lao Li, Lao Li, are you still sleeping? Hurry up and get up, the police station chief Zhang wants to see you!"

I rubbed my eyes and opened the door. It turned out to be another corpse collector. After completing the entry procedures, I looked through the schedule of on-duty personnel and recognized him at a glance.

"Uncle Wang, what's the matter?" I asked in a daze.

Wang Qingsheng had worked in the funeral home for a few years, so he naturally knew the rules of Old Li, so he was very surprised: "Hey, Xiaomao, why are you here? Where is Old Li?"

"Uncle Li is sleeping in my room!"

Wang Qingsheng sighed: "Is this Old Li picking a successor? We have worked together for more than ten years, and he never let me enter his room. You are a new recruit, and he actually let you sleep in his room!"

I was puzzled. The funeral home is open from nine to five, and no one will pay attention to you before work hours. But Wang Qingsheng found Old Li so early, which made me feel strange: "Uncle Wang, why are you looking for Uncle Li so early?"

"Why am I looking for him? The police station is looking for him. Didn't you two pull a body back from outside the funeral home last night? They came to check the surveillance this morning and found that the woman came out of Old Li's room. After going downstairs, she was like crazy, dancing and waving her hands. When she arrived at the door of the funeral home, she seemed to have encountered a ghost and ran out like crazy!"

Wang Qingsheng began to explain.

When I heard this, I felt that I was being tricked by Old Li.

This guy probably wants me to take the blame, and then he will put the blame on me. Even if I can get rid of it, I will probably be notorious.

Then I thought, there are surveillance cameras everywhere, so the blame can't be put on me, but I still can't help but mutter: "What a piece of shit!"

When I finished cleaning up, the police station had already gone upstairs. It was Zhang Dahan and the two policemen from last night. After explaining the situation to them, the two policemen went up and knocked on the door. After knocking for a long time, there was no movement in the room.

Suddenly, I had a bad premonition. I always felt that something would happen, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Sure enough, the two policemen went up and started to pry the door. Zhang Dahan shouted at the door: "Li Haoqiang, we know you are in there, open the door quickly, now there is surveillance showing that the room where the female corpse went last night, you are suspected of murder, come back with us for investigation!"

'Suspected of murder? '

My heart skipped a beat, and I felt that this matter had become a big deal.

Finally, the door was forced open, and two policemen rushed in with guns in hand. They pulled back the blanket, then stepped back suddenly, trembling all over, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

What's going on?

Wang Qingsheng and I frowned at the same time and wanted to go in, but were stopped by Zhang Dahan. He walked in quickly, but stopped us: "No outsiders are allowed to enter the crime scene!"

"Crime scene? Could it be that Lao Li has already..." The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, and I swallowed the words on the tip of my tongue.

Although I don't have a deep friendship with Lao Li, we have drunk and worked together. Even if he likes to mess around, with props and yellow magazines all over the house, and likes to hire a lady, it's not a crime worthy of death!

Of course I don't want him to die. I always think that it's not a good sign to see a colleague lose his life on the first day of work.

Soon, a forensic doctor and more police officers rushed over and quickly sealed off the entire funeral home. Everyone was monitored and cooperated with the police station's investigation. No one was allowed to leave before receiving new notice.

Because Sister Yaoyao and I were on duty with Old Li, we were naturally given special care and were taken to separate rooms for questioning as serious suspects.

I did not hide anything about what happened from last night to now. I told the police comrades truthfully and took notes.

After a long time, another policeman came in with a transcript and compared it with mine. Only then was he cleared of suspicion and returned to freedom.

When I was cleared of suspicion and walked out of the room, the yard was full of people, all of whom were funeral home staff, in groups of three or five, and kept talking.

The cleaning lady put the dustpan filled with cigarette butts in front of the osmanthus tree next to her, and with one hand on the broom, she began to point fingers: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you were trying to match me with Lao Li last time. I knew he was not a good person. Every time I cleaned the house and passed by his door, I would be scolded even if I glanced at him. Fortunately, it didn't work out. Look how miserable his death was. He spent half his life collecting corpses, but in the end he didn't have a good ending. He didn't even have anyone to see him off. He had a miserable life!"

"Yes, yes, yes, if you two were going to get it done last time, you will still be a widow after he leaves!"

"What do you know? Lao Li collects corpses and earns a lot of money. He earns at least this amount a month. He is a bachelor and must have a lot of savings. You two were going to get it done last time, so aren't you getting a bargain now?" Another aunt raised her index finger, indicating Lao Li's monthly income, and said frankly that the cleaning lady suffered a loss and it was not worth it.

At this time, Sister Yaoyao came out from another room. Today she was wearing a professional outfit, a black suit, a white shirt, a good figure, and a sweet look. She was a unique scenery in the funeral home. Sister Yaoyao walked towards me quickly, looked around, and whispered: "Susu, do you know how Old Li died?"

I shook my head in response. I wanted to see it before, but was stopped by Zhang Dahan. When I heard Sister Yaoyao mention it, my curiosity was immediately ignited: "Sister Yaoyao, do you know?"

"When the police questioned me just now, I was too scared and asked casually. Uncle Li was killed by a red high-heeled shoe. The heel of more than ten centimeters was inserted into his forehead!"

Sister Yaoyao was shaking all over when she spoke, and she was obviously very scared.

Click!

My heart clicked. It was a red high-heeled shoe again?

Since I learned Feng Shui from my father since I was young, I realized something was wrong at this moment. When I went out with Old Li last night, I saw the red high-heeled shoe in front of the funeral home, and the dead woman, she also had a red high-heeled shoe on her feet!