Su Bai changed into a new trench coat, took the car keys, and walked directly to the garage. He got into his car and drove out. If Huo Kun's body was cremated or taken by someone else in the end, then he would really become a joke. A treasure lay naked in front of him, yet he actually took a shower and left.
The car was fast, and the wind messed up Su Bai's bangs. Su Bai had one hand on the steering wheel, and the other covered his mouth. At that moment, even he wanted to laugh.
This was the consequence of being ignorant and ill-informed.
It could be considered as Su Bai reaping what he sowed. However, he couldn't blame anyone, not even himself. After all, ever since Su Bai obtained the tattered vampire blood and fused with the zombie blood, his bloodline had undergone an extremely twisted mutation. He had two bloodlines, which made it impossible for him to continue accumulating story points to exchange for story points from the microstore. Moreover, with Su Bai's personality, his social network in the audience was really very, very narrow.
Because of that, it was reasonable that Su Bai didn't know about the companion weapon. However, as for what Fatso said, Su Bai still had some doubts about the ability to fuse the weapon into one's body, which was the dividing line between the audience's strength.
The funeral parlors in the country were basically public places managed by the government. The funeral parlors themselves included a place to dispose of corpses (including freezing, makeup, dressing, and so on), a place for memorial services, and a place for cremation.
Bai Juyi used to describe the situation of an old brothel girl, but in fact, it could be used to describe the situation in front of the funeral parlors more perfectly.
At least, there was no need to worry about parking spaces here. Other than the staff of the funeral parlors, no one would be willing to drive here one day.
This was a relatively small funeral parlor. In recent years, with the continuous development of the market economy, the various concepts of the people were also keeping pace with the times, including the funeral industry. Many funeral parlors had begun to carry out restructuring and changes, and launched a lot of services to generate income. Even several funeral parlors in Shanghai had long since surpassed the days of relying on government funding to maintain, and achieved large profits.
However, Huo Kun didn't have any relatives, so he didn't have any relatives to arrange a funeral for him. Therefore, the relevant authorities naturally wouldn't arrange a luxurious funeral package for Huo Kun, so they found a small and shabby funeral parlor and burned it.
Inside and outside the funeral parlor, the temperature difference seemed to be very obvious. At least, that was what Su Bai felt. It was still summer, but the funeral parlor was still filled with a kind of natural coolness. Perhaps, the natural coolness of a calm mind was the best interpretation here.
In an office, a woman was dozing off. Su Bai walked in and knocked on the door. The door was not closed. He knocked on the door to wake the woman up.
However, the woman who was sleeping soundly did not wake up.
Su Bai slightly frowned. Although he wasn't busy today, it shouldn't be to this extent, right? He took a few steps forward.
"May I ask if the black man you received today has been cremated …?"
Su Bai's hand was placed on the woman's shoulder, but he felt a kind of coldness. Su Bai's pupils suddenly shrank. The woman's body seemed to have been touched by Su Bai, causing her to fall down.
She didn't die, but was now in a state of suspended animation. Her soul should have been locked.
In Chinese villages, there were many descriptions of soul locking. For example, some children were easily frightened by dirty things. Parents had to ask for an amulet or a lock for the child to help the child lock his or her soul to avoid disaster.
"Nowadays, even corpses are robbed?" Su Bai muttered to himself as he took out his two Hellfire shotguns.
This funeral parlor wasn't big, and the place that Su Bai was heading to was the morgue. If Huo Kun's corpse hadn't been cremated, it should have been placed there.
The path from the office to the morgue was like a commercial street. There were urns, wreaths, and other underground goods in China, which created a depressing atmosphere.
Naturally, with Su Bai's experience and temperament, he wouldn't be frightened by such an environment. But when he thought that it was his negligence that led to someone else getting there first, he felt extremely unhappy. If the compass was really taken away by someone else, then he, Su Bai, would really become the brainless background of this story.
Could that person be Fatso?
Su Bai even started to suspect that with Fatso's character and greed for such things, was he in Sichuan when he called him, or had he just gotten off the plane that landed in Shanghai?
The possibility of the latter seemed to be higher.
Su Bai found the morgue and walked in. Although the funeral parlor was quite small, there were quite a number of corpses in the morgue. Su Bai was too lazy to pull them out one by one. There was a form on the wall at the entrance, which recorded the names of the corpses in the cubicles. It was very convenient. Yes, it was very convenient for people to steal the corpses.
Looking down, in the second last position, Su Bai found Huo Kun's name.
Number 13.
Su Bai walked to Cabinet No. 13, reached out, grabbed the handle, and pulled it out.
Sure enough, as expected, the corpse was gone.
Indeed, someone was one step ahead of him and had already taken away the corpse. Huo Kun's corpse wasn't cremated, because all the cremated corpses would be marked down on the form. Obviously, the funeral parlor didn't intend to cremate the corpse today, so they might have left it for tomorrow.
Walking out of the morgue, Su Bai's eyes wandered around. Judging from the degree of the soul lock on the woman in the office, it should have happened not long ago. This was because the person's soul lock was only to make the woman fall into a state of unconsciousness and did not intend to harm anyone. Obviously, she had her own concerns, and this concern was something Su Bai understood.
The woman was still unconscious, so the soul lock had only been completed not long ago. Furthermore, it would be more obvious to leave with a corpse. Su Bai started to think from another perspective. If he was the person who stole the corpse before him, and he also knew how to remove the compass from Huo Kun's corpse, then what would he do?
After a while, Su Bai took a deep breath.
He should find a place in the funeral parlor to remove the compass from the corpse. There was no need to run around with the corpse.
Su Bai wanted to look at the surveillance footage, but he gave up after some thought. After all, he was not here to be a police officer, and the person was obviously just a listener. He did not need to know who stole Huo Kun, because even if he knew, there was nothing he could do. The only thing he could do now was to find the person before they took out the compass and left, and then he would stop them.
Turning around, Su Bai looked at the path he came from. Then, he turned around and looked deeper inside.
Deeper inside was the core of the crematorium, and it was also the place where people were burned to death.
Su Bai continued to walk inside and pushed a metal door. The metal door was a little rusty, but the things behind the metal door were very shiny. It seemed like this small funeral parlor had also brought in new equipment, and it looked quite new.
Usually, during cremation, gasoline would be sprayed and then a fire would be lit. The flames would be very big, so the efficiency would be very high. After the fire was done, there would be someone in charge of beating it, and then some ashes would be collected and placed in the urn reserved by the deceased's relatives.
However, there did not seem to be a place to hide the corpse. There were a few shrouds on a few carts, and a few wreaths on the ground, but there were no dead people.
Just as Su Bai felt that he was going to find nothing, he suddenly heard a low panting sound,
With a rhythm,
With a rhythm,
Sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, Su Bai twisted his neck, and a look of excitement appeared on his face. It seemed that he was still here.
The hellfire shotgun had been held in Su Bai's hand the entire time, emitting a dense luster. A gun, or rather a weapon, could give people confidence and a sense of security. If the other party was a listener, no, he should be sure that the other party was indeed a listener, so the possibility of a direct confrontation was not high, but he still needed to maintain enough deterrence.
Su Bai listened carefully to the sound. Because the sound was too soft, after about ten seconds, Su Bai's gaze finally fell on the stove.
That machine that looked brand new.
When the corpse was cremated, the corpse would be placed on a conveyor belt, then teleported into the stove, and then incinerated. If there was anywhere else to hide a corpse here..,
Then..,
That stove could be said to be the only one.
Su Bai slowly approached the stove. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the cremation room, carrying a hint of crispness. At the same time, as Su Bai continued to approach, the panting sound also kept becoming clearer.
Gradually, Su Bai could hear a suppressed pain from the panting sound.
Pain?
Hehe..,
It was getting more and more interesting..,
He was looking forward to it.
The inside of the stove was separated by a black curtain. It seemed to be a taboo. When it was used, the curtain would be removed, but it still had to be covered on normal days.
Su Bai walked over and reached out to grab a corner of the curtain,
Then..,
It was suddenly lifted!
"Crash..."
The curtain was almost pulled down by Su Bai, and the situation inside was finally completely revealed.
A fat guy was lying under the stove, his body shaking non-stop. His hands were grabbing the steel plates on both sides and struggling non-stop. At the same time, his face was covered in sweat, and he looked like he was in extreme pain.
He saw Su Bai,
Su Bai also saw him,
"Ah Bai, save me... save me...!!!!!"
Fatso pleaded. He was almost unable to make a sound.
"What are you doing..." Su Bai was also stunned. Because of the black man's skin color, the boiler was also pitch-black, so the skin of Huo Kun's corpse was well hidden inside.
At this moment, Su Bai finally saw clearly that a black corpse was lying on Fatso's body,
It kept moving its body …
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