Requiem Chapter 49 Blood Handprint
The next morning, Yin Hun woke up Tang Yan and Shen Feifei and told them that they didn't have to go to work today.
The two were not surprised. On the one hand, there was a murder case and everyone was worried. On the other hand, due to the intervention of the police, the business flow of the entire funeral home has plummeted, even quieter than the off-season. Considering this aspect, giving everyone a holiday is actually to save unnecessary expenses.
The two were too lazy to go to work, so they went back to their room to sleep, and gave Yin Hui a strict order not to leave and to go shopping with them later.
Yin Hun nodded and said, "I'll go downstairs and buy breakfast for you."
The two girls nodded, yawned, and went back to their room to continue sleeping.
When Yin Hui knocked on the door loudly, the two girls came out of the room reluctantly, wearing pajamas, and sat down on the chairs to eat breakfast with sleepy eyes.
"Yin Hui, why aren't you eating?" Tang Yan asked in confusion when she saw that he only bought breakfast for two people.
"I've already eaten downstairs." Yin Hui said, washed two plates from the kitchen and handed them to the two of them.
Tang Yan nodded, and Shen Feifei took it without hesitation, as if it was a matter of course, and started eating.
Ding……
At this time, the phone rang. Yin Hui stood up, walked into the room and picked up the phone.
"Hey, who are you looking for?"
"Yin Hui, you bastard, you have ten minutes to get to the funeral home, otherwise I will go to your house with a wanted warrant." Ouyang Xue's shrewish voice came from the other end, and then she hung up the phone with a beep.
Yin Hun looked at the phone that was beeping busy and was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He wondered if people were going to live. He had never seen such a sheriff.
However, the other party had the support of the government, so he didn't dare to say anything. He had to suppress the hatred in his heart, changed his clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.
"Who called just now?" Tang Yan asked while eating her purse.
"It's that tomboy in the police station." Yin Hui replied unhappily.
"Or is it because of... that case?" Tang Yan couldn't eat anymore. When she thought of the scene where Ma Gobi was burned to ashes, she felt nauseous.
Yin Hun thought it was fortunate that he did not see the scene of Master Zhou’s death, otherwise he might not be able to eat for a month.
"No, yesterday... Master Zhou died." Yin Hui thought for a moment and finally said, "I was afraid you would be scared if you went there, so I didn't say much."
"Master Zhou is dead?" Tang Yan was a little surprised. She even forgot to chew the food in her mouth and threw the spoon in her hand into the bowl of spicy soup with a 'pop', creating a series of ripples.
"How did he die?" It took Tang Yan a long time to react. She slowly closed her mouth and couldn't swallow the food in her mouth.
"I don't know either!" Yin Hui shook his head with difficulty, his voice mixed with a hint of grief : "But..."
At this point, his handsome brows knitted unnaturally: "Although the ways of their deaths are very different, I can conclude that the one who killed him and Director Ma is definitely the same murderer, a confusing murderer."
Tang Yan's face was uncertain, and her expression was a little distorted because she was trying to hold back her tears, but in the end two lines of tears flowed from her eyes like two shooting stars.
"Sister Tang Yan, please don't cry. The dead cannot be resurrected. Please accept my condolences!" Shen Feifei took out a napkin from her pocket and handed it to her. Tang Yan wiped her eyes, put down her chopsticks and said, "Let's go and take a look."
Seeing both of them like this, Shen Feifei was still a little hungry but felt embarrassed to eat any more. She could only blink her watery eyes and follow Tang Yan.
Yin Hui knew why Tang Yan was sad. After graduating from college, Tang Yan, who had just arrived at the funeral home, was able to get to where she is today thanks to Zhou Haiqing's care, so Tang Yan subconsciously treated Zhou Haiqing as her own relative. How could the sentimental Tang Yan not be sad when her loved ones passed away?
Tang Yan dug her delicate fingers into the handrail in the corridor, trying hard to control her emotions and not let herself lose control.
Yin Hui took a taxi and headed towards the funeral home.
When we arrived at the funeral home, the entrance had already been controlled by the police. Several special police officers with walkie-talkies hanging on their chests were staring fiercely at the surroundings, blocking the curious people from entering.
"Hello, my name is Yin Hun. I'm an employee here. I have something to discuss with Officer Ouyang Xue. Please let me know." Yin Hun walked up to a tall policeman and said humbly.
The man nodded and turned on the intercom: "Captain, someone named Yin Hui wants to see you."
"Well, let him in!" The answer from the intercom was very straightforward. It seemed that the matter was very urgent.
"Mr. Yin, please come in!" The tall policeman smiled and pointed in the direction.
Tang Yan and Shen Feifei followed behind, but were stopped abruptly: "Misses, I'm sorry, this place is temporarily closed, and outsiders are not allowed to enter."
Yin Hui was a little anxious. He snatched the intercom from the tall policeman and shouted, "Ouyang Xue, let my colleague in."
"Well, come in, all of you!"
After hearing what his boss said, the tall policeman frowned and made way.
As soon as I entered the funeral home, I saw a woman waiting anxiously in front of the big glass door. When she saw Yin Hui, she seemed to have seen a savior, grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. She looked like a hungry shampoo girl outside a hair salon...
"Hey, men and women shouldn't touch each other..." Yin Hun was really frightened. "Damn , he said he and I were a family last night, why did he deny it today?" Ouyang Xue couldn't care less, the case at the scene was too unbelievable.
When Tang Yan heard Ouyang Xue say this, her heart skipped a beat.
"He said last night that he and her were a family... Could it be that they..." Tang Yan stared at Yin Hun, who was being held by Ouyang Xue's arm 'intimately', with an incomprehensible look, and her heart became even more desperate.
Zhou Haiqing's death was a huge blow to her, and now she was hit by Yin Hui, which was even more unbearable. She almost fainted because her eyes went dark and her legs went weak. Fortunately, Shen Feifei was smart and caught Tang Yan in an instant, which prevented her from collapsing to the ground.
Following behind the two, Tang Yan had a blank expression on her face, feeling hopeless. She finally made it to the scene, only to see blood all over the corridor, with small handprints covering the blood. On the walls, on the concrete floor, on the ceiling, in the elevator, everywhere.
Looking from the beginning of the corridor, it was as dazzling as a kaleidoscope, with at least hundreds of them, if not thousands.
The bloodstains had already dried up at this moment, and had condensed into crystalline blocks on the wall, like honeycombs, as if they were about to fall off the wall.
On a steel plate under the elevator, there is a striking number '2' written on it.
"When you were here last night, did you see similar handprints?" Ouyang Xue stared at Yin Hun and asked.
Yin Hui thought about it briefly, then shook his head in confusion: "It seems not! Although I used a flashlight, there are so many of them, I should be able to see them. Besides, didn't you come here in the end?"
"That's strange. Before I left yesterday, I had already cordoned off the area, and there were people guarding it. How could someone get in? And even make such a big noise." Ouyang Xue looked around, and finally her eyes focused on the boldly painted '2' in the elevator.
Ma Gobi is first, Zhou Haiqing is second, and third...
Ouyang Xue fell into deep thought.
