Volume 1 Chapter 75 Encirclement
Who would have thought that after the couple left the funeral home, something like this would happen! The fat man cried and said, "It must be that ghost kid who got up! What should we do?"
My scalp tightened when I heard this. I was afraid that this was not just an ordinary corpse. It was rare to see such a vicious corpse. So I asked, "What happened to the child?" I was asking, how could a normal child grow ghost teeth?
The fat man wiped his sweat and said, "I'm not sure about this. I heard that the child died of illness. On the day he was put into the coffin, someone suddenly found that his mouth was open and four fangs grew out of it. So they came to me. I was afraid that things would change, so I ignored the rules and quickly found your funeral home. Alas, who knew things would turn out like this!"
After hearing this, I couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment, so I said, "I'm going to be late for work!" Before the fat man could react, I climbed over the wall, holding onto the iron gate with one hand.
He trotted all the way, hurried over, called up Boss Ma and the others, and told them everything that had happened.
"Judging from the look of that child, he's going to turn into a zombie sooner or later. There's nothing strange about that." Heimao rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly.
This time, Yan Zi did not refute what Heimao said. She said, "I think the death of that child is probably related to those parents. They had evil intentions, so what does it have to do with us?"
Boss Ma said to me, "Xiao Qi, does Lion Head have anything else to say?"
"Nothing else, just asking me to plead for him, saying that he really didn't mean to break the rules."
Boss Ma nodded and said, "We don't need to worry about this matter. Life and death are determined by fate. It is not the responsibility of our funeral home."
Yan Zi stretched and said, "I'm going back to catch up on some sleep. Xiao Qi, stay with your sister to sleep for a while." Then she hugged my neck. I dodged and said, "Second mother-in-law asked me to do something!" and quickly ran away.
Although Boss Ma said we didn't need to worry about it and it was none of our business, trouble still came in the afternoon. I was lying under a big mulberry tree when I heard a banging sound from outside. Someone was banging hard on the iron door.
I got up and looked over. The big iron gate was being knocked loudly. It seemed that many people had come to the door. A familiar voice was shouting outside: "Open the door quickly, you bastards, come out and pay for the lives of my sister and brother-in-law!"
When I heard him say something like "sister, brother-in-law" and "paying one's life", I remembered that he was the brother-in-law of the rich man who came yesterday, the pretty boy named Pompeii.
I climbed up the wall on the other side and took a look towards the gate. I saw a sea of people, at least a dozen people. Among them, four or five were wearing uniforms and big hats. They were policemen. The others were in plain clothes, young and old, probably relatives and friends of that pretty boy.
The one knocking on the door was Pompeii, with a white gauze wrapped around his head. It seemed that this guy had a strong ability to recover. That day, Yan Zi hit him on the head with a vase, but he was able to get out of bed so quickly.
I was just craning my head to look around, and I didn't want to be seen by any of them, so I immediately shouted, "There's a little devil over there, catch him!"
I immediately shrank back from the wall , jumped back to the ground, and cursed, "I'm going to catch you, you big-headed ghost!" I stood under the wall for a while, and heard the people outside shouting that they were going to break down the door and rush in. I couldn't help feeling anxious, wondering whether I should go and inform Boss Ma and the others.
At this moment, I saw a figure coming from the direction of the storage room. He was tall and strong, obviously a muscular man. I was delighted and waved to him.
"What's the situation outside?" the muscular man came over and asked, looking very calm, as if he didn't care at all .
I briefly told him what I had just seen. The muscular man patted me on the shoulder and said, "Let's go out and take a look." Then he took the key and unlocked the door.
I followed him and when the door opened, I saw the pretty boy standing there with gauze tied on his head. Behind him, there were several people holding large pliers, and they seemed to be preparing to break the door lock.
"What do you want to do?" The muscular man looked around at everyone and said coldly. He was tall and strong, and standing there was quite oppressive. The few people who were holding pliers and clamoring to break the door took a few steps back involuntarily.
The pretty boy gritted his teeth and shouted, "You bastards are finally out. I want you to pay for the lives of my sister and brother-in-law! Go ahead and smash this shabby shop!"
The muscular man sneered and shouted, "Who dares!" His shout was like a thunderbolt in the air. I was standing next to him and didn't pay attention, but I was frightened and shivered.
Those people were also shocked and didn't dare to move for a while.
"Captain Zhang, what's going on?" the muscular man said to one of the men in uniform, with that honest smile on his face again.
I just counted and there are four uniformed people here. Captain Zhang is the oldest among them. He has dark skin, a broad forehead, a frown, and a stern face like a piece of black iron. He said stiffly: "According to reports from the masses, your funeral home is not only a fraud, but also a killer!"
When I heard the man's tone, I thought this was not good. Our funeral home is a side business, and many things cannot be said openly. What should I do? Suddenly I remembered that I was a young boy, and it was illegal to work here, so I quickly shrank back and quietly hid behind the muscular man.
The muscular man laughed and said, "Captain Zhang, what are you talking about? Yesterday, this couple surnamed Dong brought their recently deceased son to our door, and they said they must let us handle the funeral. Our funeral home has a rule that we don't accept business during the day, so this deal was not made. What happened to them outside has nothing to do with our funeral home, Captain Zhang, don't you think so?"
I thought what the muscle man said made sense, but Captain Zhang looked very difficult to deal with. How could he believe you easily if you just said nothing? I was a little worried when I heard Captain Zhang say "hmm" and said stiffly, "That makes sense. What happened outside the funeral home has nothing to do with your funeral home? Pompey, did you hear me? Take these people back quickly!"
I was stunned when I heard this. What was going on? Captain Zhang was fooled by the muscular man's bland words? This was not right. Captain Zhang looked like someone who was easy to talk to.
The pretty boy surnamed Pang was also stunned, probably because he didn't expect the wind to change direction like this. The muscular man nodded to Captain Zhang and said, "Thank you for your hard work." Then he closed the door and locked it again.
I stopped by the door for a while, and heard Pang cursing outside. But from the sound of footsteps, the group of people were leaving. Looking back, I still couldn't believe it: "It's a bit strange, this Zhang doesn't look so easy to talk to."
The muscular man said with a smile: "Captain Zhang is an old acquaintance of ours, and Lao Liu is often invited by him to investigate cases."
I exclaimed, "Huh?" and asked in surprise, "They asked Skinny Bamboo to investigate the case?"
The muscular man smiled at me and said, "So your name is Lao Liu Shou Zhugan."
I stuck out my tongue. I was so surprised that I blurted out the name "skinny bamboo pole". I begged for mercy: "Please don't tell Sixth Brother. Please, please!"
The muscular man smiled and shook his head, saying, "It's nothing strange to investigate a case. Although Lao Liu doesn't talk much, he is actually very capable. It's a pity that he was injured in the head that year, which is why he is like this."
I asked curiously, "What was Sixth Brother like before?"
The muscular man said, "That's not very clear. When we met Lao Liu that year, he had already been seriously injured."
"Did Sixth Brother also work in the funeral industry before?" I saw that Skinny Bamboo knew so much about corpses, maybe he was in the same line of work as me.
"Probably not." The muscular man said, "I heard from the boss that Lao Liu's ancestor should have been a coroner."
"Coroner?" I was a little curious. Coroner is actually a very old profession, dealing with the dead day and night. If we talk broadly, it is half of our profession.
