Requiem Chapter 57: Scapegoat (1)
"Old Qian? How come you were also sent to that new place?" Yin Hun was a little puzzled.
"Nonsense, does this mean that if the case can never be solved, we will just sit back and do nothing? Humph! That new funeral home will get a bargain." After saying that, Qian Fang glanced at Yin Hui, then smiled and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense and get going!"
"On the road?" Yin Hui was shocked when he heard this word. As a person who often deals with the dead, he has many taboos in his daily life. At this time, saying such a word is too unlucky, right? After all, "on the road" is usually said to people who are about to die.
Thinking of this, an ominous sign suddenly emerged in his mind. Raising his eyebrows, Yin Hun discovered that there was a faint black spot on Qian Fangde's forehead. Once the light penetrated into it, it disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea. He was shocked and was about to point it out, but he found that the black spot had disappeared strangely, as if it had never appeared.
Seeing that Old Zhao and others were there, he didn't say much. He just thought that he was too suspicious and didn't interfere any more.
Old Zhao and Sun Faxue had some personal matters to attend to, so they left first. Yin Hui then asked Tang Yan and Shen Feifei to get in the car.
This is Qian Fang's private car. His home is quite far from here and his basic salary is also very high, about five figures, so buying a mid-range Volkswagen is not a luxury.
Yin Hui and Tang Yan are completely the opposite. Their apartment is nearby, and the car they bought is just a decoration. Getting into this Jetta King, the air conditioner inside warms their faces.
"Yin Hui, you drive!" Qian Fang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, yawned continuously and even cried. He almost fell into the ditch, and he stepped on the brakes in a hurry to save several lives.
"You were in a nightclub yesterday, right?" Yin Hui glanced at Qian Fang dimly, "Admit it! How many girls?"
"What the hell, that girl stole my wallet. Damn it, if I catch her, I will tie her up and enjoy her, humph!"
"By the way, buddy, I'll lend it to you after I'm done, so you can have some SM and taste that chick. Oh! You know what, that chick was really hot, tight and smooth, and she had a constant scent, soft and slippery. Later I found out it was a love potion, it made me crazy, and I had no place to vent. If the waiter at the bar hadn't been sensible and called a few girls for me, I would have suffocated to death."
Qian Fang's hoarse voice was unstoppable. Even though Tang Yan and Shen Feifei behind him coughed for a long time, there was still no sign of him stopping. To describe it in four words, it was 'protest ineffective'.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. He is just like that, a bitch." Tang Yan and Qian Fang have a pretty good relationship, so it's okay to curse him a few times, just think of it as a way to lighten the atmosphere.
"I'm telling you, little girl, this is a discussion between men about men's topics, please don't butt in, okay?" Qian Fang couldn't hold his breath anymore and took out a cigarette from his pocket.
Yin Hun raised the corners of his mouth slightly and made a face at Tang Yan.
"If you dare to learn from Qian Fang, I will be the first one to not let you go," Tang Yan protested to Yin Hun in a harsh voice.
"No wonder some people say that women are like devils when they are angry. I think they are scarier than the devil. I am the one who has insights, Brother Qian. I am the gold medal single expert. How about it, Xiao Yin, let me teach you a few tricks?" Qian Fang saw that Tang Yan was angry and deliberately mocked him.
In the midst of this minor fight, the car got on the city highway.
"I'm asking you, do you know where this new funeral home is?"
Yin Hun looked at the endless highway, and he had no idea where to get off.
"Don't worry, it's just our neighboring county, not far away, it only takes half an hour to drive there. Looks like you have to save money to buy a car! Haha!" Qian Fang patted his big Jetta proudly, and said to Yin Hui: "Let me know when you buy a car. I'll pick the car for you, whether it's a black car, smuggled car or regular car, I'll take care of it. A used car is fine too, a Passat that I've driven for three months, if 40,000 yuan is not enough, then write my last name backwards."
Qian Fang is good in every way except for one thing: he likes to brag. Because of this, many people can't get along with him. Only Yin Hui, who is of the same kind as him, can have some friendship with him occasionally.
"Why hasn't it arrived yet?" Yin Hun rubbed his arm. It seemed a little numb from using it as a pillow last night.
The car entered the tunnel smoothly, and occasionally a sound like the rolling tide came from the car window. Yin Hun shuddered, feeling as if he was walking alone on the dark sea, facing the wind and waves. The huge whistling sound was like thunder erupting from the bottom of his heart, paralyzing Yin Hun's heart and trembling.
This tunnel is one of the landmark buildings in the city's urban and rural development zone. It runs directly from one end of the mountain to the other, saving travelers from other provinces a lot of detours. Of course, it also indirectly demonstrates the great achievements of the mayor. On the day of its completion, the mayor personally condescended to come and cut the ribbon. Of course, hundreds of millions of yuan in project funds were wasted.
Yin Hun looked at the rearview mirror. The mirror was dark, like a pool of black dead water, without a single ripple. There were several darker shadows swaying in the dead water. Yin Hun saw that it was the outline of his own face. There was no clear reflection in the mirror, only a dark mark, like a face behind the mirror, slowly distorting and deforming.
"Is this me?" Yin Hun shook his head vigorously, and the shadow in the mirror changed rapidly and shattered into pieces.
Yin Hun didn't dare to look any further, as if the pool of black water would flow out and corrode his body.
After coming out of the tunnel , the image in the mirror finally became clearer, and it showed a tired man's face. The high nose bridge, broad forehead and thick cheeks made him look both majestic and handsome, but his single eyelids were full of bloodshot, like tiny wounds that were about to burst and bleed.
Yin Hui stared at the face in the mirror for two minutes, as if he was looking at another person through a narrow window, and the person in the mirror was also staring at him closely. Gradually, the face in the mirror began to distort, becoming fragmented bit by bit, as if it wanted to tear itself into pieces, and then reassemble itself into another new face, a pale female face.
Yin Hun stared at his face in the mirror, which was slowly changing. He felt like he was facing a magic mirror full of evil spirits. Suddenly, with a "bang", the face in the mirror disappeared without a trace, and Yin Hun almost fell off the chair. It turned out that the wheel had sunk into a pit, and the car body was violently shaken and almost flipped over.
"Kid, what's wrong? Didn't you get your driver's license last year?" Qian Fang looked at Tang Yan and Shen Feifei who were leaning against each other in the back seat and deliberately teased Yin Hun.
“No…” Yin Hui smiled and said, “My arms feel a little sore, I can’t even lift them up.”
"Okay, now it's my turn to drive! As long as you listen to my bragging, we'll be more excited." Qian Fang also noticed that Yin Hun's mental state was not very good, so he kindly took over.
"Yin Hui, is your arm okay?" Tang Yan, who was sitting in the back seat, asked a little embarrassedly, because she suddenly remembered that she slept all night with her head resting on someone's arm .
"Whether it's okay or not, don't you know?" Yin Hun glanced at her dimly, with something hidden in his words.
Tang Yan lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly.
"What's wrong, Sister Tang Yan? You bit him, otherwise how could he blame you for the pain in his arm?" Shen Feifei lifted up the little head with her hands.
Ahead, a heavy truck loaded with bamboos was staggering on the highway, occasionally shaking, causing the bundled bamboos to collide frequently.
"With this little ability, you dare to drive a heavy truck and drive on the highway?" Qian Fang turned the steering wheel and smiled noncommittally: "From the movement trajectory of the rear wheels of this car, I can tell that the driver's driving experience is definitely no more than three months."
Yin Hun and the others were a little tired and stopped answering. They just leaned back or leaned back, closing their eyes to rest.
"Look, I'm overtaking! Brother!" Qian Fang didn't know where the passion came from, but he stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward. The Jetta's engine has great acceleration, and it has the advantage of being light, so it overtook the obviously overloaded big bull in just a few turns.
"Haha! What do you think? My ability is not just bragging, right?" Qian Fang looked proudly at the truck left behind with an attitude of a winner.
"Just drive safely! Be careful not to capsize in the ditch." Yin Hun yawned and glared at him with a little contempt.
Squeak! Just one second after Yin Hui uttered this sentence, the truck behind him suddenly honked its horn to warn them, followed by a short and rapid sound of brakes.
