Chapter 17 Chapter Sixteen Death Note

Jin Lele leaned on the hospital bed, playing tricks, saying half hidden and half hidden, which made me impatient.After a while, I saw that Jin Lele was still virtuous, so I turned around and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Yue Mingfei.Jin Lele is not a fool, she knows that there is a limit to everything, so she told us to close the door, and she will tell the whole story next time. "After waiting for so long, can't you even wait for these few minutes?" Jin Lele dissatisfied, "My parents will go through the formalities for me tomorrow, and I will be transferred to Nanning. Even if I recover from my injury, I won't go back to Yi Shanzhen, if you want to ask me, you will never have another chance."

"Since you're leaving tomorrow and don't plan to come back, tell me quickly!" I said anxiously. "You're leaving tomorrow?" Yue Mingfei was surprised, "Why didn't you say so earlier?" "You don't want me?" Jin Lele sneered, and then replied, "To tell you the truth, I didn't even know who I was going to meet that night." As soon as Jin Lele said this, seeing that Yue Mingfei and I didn't believe it, she immediately admitted that she stole the phone, but the location of the theft was not in the dormitory.That person is not stupid. He stole Erye Tang's cell phone. If he hid it in his dormitory, wouldn't he be waiting to be caught?So, that person hid his things on the second floor of the office building, where few people go up there, and it should not be discovered by others, but Jin Lele found someone upstairs one night, and when they left, she After searching for it, I found a bunch of suspicious things, including Tang Erye's stolen mobile phone and a statue of a broken arm.

Jin Lele is not easy either. He took a few glances at the phone and read a few text messages and knew that someone was secretly punishing me, Yue Mingfei and others.Before, when Jin Lele heard that I had gone to Qin Wang to call the police, she immediately came to her senses and knew that what I was telling was the truth.However, instead of calling the police with her mobile phone, Jin Lele seized the opportunity to extort a sum of money.After thinking about it, Jin Lele left a note and asked that person to put the money by the side of the reservoir. Only then would she keep the matter a secret.Of course, Jin Lele didn't intend to meet that person at first, but we ran into him, so he ran away.

When I heard this, I interrupted suspiciously: "How could you not know? You didn't say that before!" "Why did I lie to you? I have turned into such a ghost, what good is it to cover up that person? If you want to blame it, blame you for disrupting my plan, otherwise I would have caught the person who stole the phone long ago." Jin Le He replied happily. I was speechless, angry and annoyed, Yue Mingfei asked from the side: "Didn't you say that this is very strange? What you said is not so strange? Apart from these things, do you know anything else?" At this time, Jin Lele suddenly looked sad, and said slowly: "I'm not saying that my own affairs are weird, but that I'm talking about Erye Tang. I saw him coming back the other day, and thought something happened. I'll wait until I put the DV player away and come back again." When he came out of the room, he sneaked into the small abandoned building. I followed behind, although the distance was quite far, but I saw him go in with my own eyes. The strange thing is that when I chased in, no one inside No, I couldn't find him no matter what. Later...later..."

"What happened later?" Yue Mingfei and I asked nervously. "Later, I heard a shrill scream in that building. It should be the voice of Mr. Tang... No, absolutely! I didn't know what to do at that time, maybe I was frightened, and ran out when I heard that voice I didn’t go in with Mrs. Han to have a look. Unexpectedly, you came back later and said that Mr. Tang disappeared underwater. I don’t believe in ghosts, but you all said that, so I thought it was a ghost. When Second Master Tang's body appears in the dormitory again..." "Has he been to the abandoned building?" I asked in surprise, and then recalled that Hu Jiaheng had also been there one night.That night, Tang Ziyue and I went to find Axiu to open the clot salvage log, and found a medical examination report in the old library. Abandoned small building.I walked over there in the rain, only to hear Hu Jiaheng arguing with someone outside the abandoned building, but I couldn't see who it was.

Yue Mingfei didn't know what I was thinking. He glanced at me and saw that I was silent, so he said: "Jin Lele, you want to lie to us again? Make up a ghost story to fool us, isn't it too much?" "Tang Erye's story is all true. I didn't lie a single word. I'll die if I lie to you!" Jin Lele said angrily, "I've been hurt like this. Would I still lie to you for fun? Why didn't I call the police?" It’s because I didn’t see the murderer! Also, you kept saying that Mr. Tang disappeared under the reservoir. If that’s the case, if I refuted it at that time, would anyone believe me? You will definitely think I’m lying like I am now. !"

I didn't like Jin Lele at first, but when I heard her say that, I felt the same way.Isn't that right, Qin Wang doesn't believe us either, we've been keeping these things a secret, isn't that what Jin Lele was worried about?Jin Lele is not crazy. If she knew who the murderer was, she would have called the police. Who would like to live with a murderer under the same roof?What's more, the first person Jin Lele thought of after waking up was me, which shows that she didn't know what the murderer who pushed her into the river looked like. He probably attacked him from behind, and she had no chance to see it.

Sure enough, Jin Lele admitted openly that she didn't see her murderer, and she wasn't even sure if she accidentally fell down when she walked back.However, Jin Lele told us that she felt that someone was following her, and she couldn't help being frightened, and she fell into the river after running around for a while.Therefore, Jin Lele wasn't sure if someone was chasing her, so she pushed her from behind. Having said that, Jin Lele's parents returned to the ward, and we had no chance to ask any further questions, so we could only leave angrily.At this time, Captain Hu and Sister Miao completed the formalities and got Jia Xiazi's death certificate.If you want to cremate the body, you can't just pay the money, and you have to get the death certificate of the deceased before the cremation factory can carry out the cremation.Fortunately, Qin Wang didn't delve into it, and the hospital quickly issued a death certificate. Captain Hu planned to go to the crematorium tomorrow to contact the cremation of the remains.I saw the death certificate issued by the hospital, and my heart was heavy. Blind Jia was not the murderer. He just kindly helped Mr. Tang, but he was murdered and lost his eyesight for the second time. Fate was too cruel for him.

On the way back, I walked at the end, thinking that I never expected to go to the crematorium again so soon.If you want to be cremated, you must submit a death certificate. These procedures cannot be avoided. Maybe you can ask the staff there who sent Honey to be cremated, so that you can know why the can of ashes was placed in the ferry. field.Until now, no one knew who Honey was, he seemed to have burst out of a rock. Back at the ferry, everyone dispersed, Mrs. Han just came back from shopping, and I sat alone in the dormitory in a daze.That day, what did Second Master Tang want to do when he returned to the ferry without telling the truth?What is the reason for having to do that?Unfortunately, I couldn't ask him for the answer, and Jia Xiazi, who might have known the answer, died strangely.

I didn't go out all afternoon, Yue Mingfei saw that I was depressed, so he knocked on the door and shouted my name outside.I was too lazy to respond, so I pretended to be asleep, but I pretended to be so focused that I actually fell asleep.When I woke up again, it was already dark, Mrs. Han didn't ask me to have dinner, probably Yue Mingfei said to them: "Huang Dingyi was so sad that he passed out in the room, don't bother him." I was itchy and painful from mosquito bites, I got up and turned on the dim electric light, and was about to find something to satisfy my hunger, when I saw a piece of paper lying under the door.

"Who put such a boring thing in again? Jin Lele is lying in the hospital, no one should play such tricks!" I walked over strangely, picked it up, took a look, and immediately took a deep breath.This handwriting is very familiar, very similar to Tang Erye's, and it is similar to those birthday cards that cannot be mailed.I calmed down and said to myself that Second Master Tang was dead, so it was impossible for him to write me back.Then, I carefully looked at the content on the paper, and there was only one sentence on it - Li Xiaoai is by your side, don't trust anyone, or you will be the next person to die. "Li Xiaoai is by my side? Who is it? Why didn't you make it clear!" I said angrily, and at the same time opened the door to see, it was dark outside, and there was no ghost. Looking at the phone again, it was already 10 o'clock in the night, and I fell asleep for so long.Who put this piece of paper in, no one must have seen it, and it was useless for me to ask other people.The handwriting of this letter was so similar to Tang Erye's, I couldn't help it for a while, and immediately dialed Tang Ziyue, asking her to identify it, who told her to boast about her ability like this last time. "Huang Dingyi? It's so late, what's the matter?" After a few beeps, Tang Ziyue answered the phone and asked on the other end. I explained the reason, and then asked, "Are you free now? I know we've confirmed that Mr. Tang is dead, but this strange note appeared again, it's really..." "No problem, come here, I just want to talk to you about something." Tang Ziyue didn't explain it on the phone, and when I rushed there, I saw her and Mao Mao Mao standing downstairs in the Department of Political Science and Law.Seeing me coming, Tang Ziyue asked us to go to a stone table in a nearby flower garden, and sit down to talk about anything.There are a few white street lamps in the flowerbed, moths and mosquitoes are flying around under the lights, and there are also grasshoppers singing non-stop.After I sat down, I kept driving away the bugs, and then Mao Mao Mao Mao said that he was not the murderer. "Did you ask me to clear up his grievances?" I asked helplessly. "Of course not." Tang Ziyue replied, and then said kindly to Mao Mao Mao, "Tell me what you just told me." "No one asked me to go to the ferry last night, and no one sent me any weird text messages asking me to go. I wanted to go. When I walked in, there were too many people present, and no one noticed me. As soon as I walked in, I saw two figures on the top of the building. Because the light was not enough, I went up to see what was going on. But before I could catch up, one of them fell down. Climbing up the stairs, the other figure on the roof has disappeared." Mao Mao Mao explained unhurriedly. I was skeptical: "You said you saw two figures on the roof, why didn't you tell others, but ran up by yourself?" "I shouldn't have gone there in the first place, but I thought I should go, otherwise I'd be sorry to Mr. Tang Er." Mao Mao Mao said while looking at Tang Ziyue. There was a lot of noise, and I never thought that anyone would fall to their death." "The other person really disappeared? Just flew away from the roof?" I smiled wryly. "I don't know about that." Maoomaomao confessed, "I wanted to tell you that night, but everyone thought I killed someone. What should I say? The person on the roof disappeared? Who would believe me? ?” Tang Ziyue looked at me intentionally, as if to say, this situation is the same as ours, so I understand Mao Mao Mao's difficulties.In fact, I do understand Mao Mao Mao, but how can a person disappear on the roof of the building out of thin air?Is this related to Tang Erye's disappearance in the abandoned building? That's all Mao Mao Mao knew. After saying these words, Tang Ziyue sent the students away.I also didn't want to embarrass Mao Mao Mao. After he left, I said to Tang Ziyue: "Do you believe what your student said?" "Didn't you say that? No one would be so stupid as to kill in front of so many people without clearing their suspicions." Tang Ziyue reminded. I nodded and said, "That's right. By the way, what do you think of this note?" Speaking of this, I spread the note on the stone table. Under the pale street lamp, the handwriting had an extremely distorted feeling, as if oozing black mucus, which would corrode the body if touched.Tang Ziyue took a few glances to confirm that it was the same as the color-coded letter, and it was from the same person.After I heard this, I felt chills all over my body, and I didn't know whether to believe in science or feudalism.Can ghosts write letters?Since you can write letters, why don't you just tell me who Li Xiaoai is?Is all of this Li Xiaoai's tricks? Tang Ziyue picked up the paper and looked at it inexplicably. We don't have the technology to test fingerprints, and Qin Wang won't help, so we can only start by identifying the handwriting.After a while, I was bitten by a mosquito and had a few red itchy bumps, and I wanted to say not to sit in the flower garden, but Tang Ziyue suddenly said: "Look, this piece of paper... didn't you notice this before?" Is it a little?" Hearing that Tang Ziyue's tone was not right, I subconsciously lowered my head and looked at the paper, and then I was taken aback: "Are you kidding me? This is too scary, right?" The paper was a piece of letterhead, thin and brittle, and the pages were seriously yellowed, and it seemed that it would crumble if squeezed with a little force.I glanced at it and didn't think anything was wrong at first, until I noticed a line of red printing on the letterhead.The letterheads of some units are specially made, and the name of the unit is printed on the header. I looked up and saw that his grandma's had five words printed on it: "Yishan Cremation Factory". The street lights were pale, and the projections overlapped. I was afraid that I might not read it carefully, so I held the letter in my hand, and as soon as I saw the line of words, I quickly put it back on the stone table.I was at a loss as to which place to use letterhead is not good. Why would I use the crematorium? The ferry also has its own letterhead. What’s more, the crematorium is far away from the town. Anyone who is full and has nothing to do will run to that place. Steal letter paper from a ghostly place, and then come to scare others. While chasing mosquitoes, I muttered, "What the hell is going on? Are there really ghosts in the world? Second Master Tang turned into a ghost and wrote to me?" "Why do you keep thinking that way? There can't be ghosts in the world!" Tang Ziyue insisted. "Then tell me, who is this person? Why is his handwriting so similar to Master Tang Erye's? Even if someone can copy someone else's handwriting, what about the letterhead? No one will be so coincidental and pick up the letterhead of the crematorium on the road, right?" ?” I asked like a cannonball. Tang Ziyue was not in a hurry to draw conclusions, she just told me to hide the things well, they would come in handy one day.It's getting late now, and we won't get an answer if we continue our discussion, so we decided to go back and rest first.Moreover, I have to send Jia Xiazi's body to be cremated tomorrow. If I don't get up early, sister Miao will definitely take the trouble to educate me again. When I walked back alone, I don’t know if I was bewitched by the letter. I always felt that the camphor forest was full of ghosts, as if many hands would reach out from the ground and drag me into the bottomless abyss.Fortunately, all of this was my illusion. After returning to the ferry, nothing happened.However, from the time I opened the door to turning on the light, my heart was beating wildly, and I was very afraid that something horrible would slip in through the crack of the door.This time, nothing unusual happened after I opened the door, except that the piece of paper was still in my hand, everything was peaceful, as if what happened before was just my dream. This night, I was half asleep and half awake, and I even got up several times to open the door. Every time I felt that there was someone outside, but each time I was disappointed and horrified to find that there was no one.In the morning, sister Miao came to the ferry at dawn and asked Mrs. Han to make breakfast quickly. She wanted to go to the cremation factory with everyone.After I washed my face and looked at the sky, the river wind blew the leaves away from the branches, flying all over the sky, sweeping across the transition field.It seems that the heavy rain is coming, the high temperature of summer will drop sharply, and the blue sky will be painted with a layer of dead gray. "Huang Dingyi, don't dawdle, go get dressed!" Sister Miao saw me walking back to the dormitory with a towel, and followed me to urge me. Last time, Second Master Tang was sent to be cremated. Everyone wore black suits, like a gangster, but I was the only one who dressed casually.It's not that I don't want to wear it, but that Sister Miao didn't prepare it for me, and I don't have the spare money to buy that kind of clothes.Unexpectedly, Sister Miao saw that I didn't think so, so she said that I didn't respect the deceased, especially the deceased was a friend who had been with me for more than half a year.I want to argue that the weather is hot, and I will sweat in those clothes, but the weather is as cool as autumn. Captain Hu heard the voice, stepped out of the room, and came up with a bad idea: "Huang Dingyi can wear Jia Xiazi's clothes. They are about the same size, so they should fit well." I groaned and stammered, "This...how can this be done? Doesn't this disrespect Blind Jia even more?" Yue Mingfei was already dressed, and after he came out, he echoed, "I think it's fine. Huang Dingyi, just listen to everyone." I was in a dilemma, how could it be appropriate to wear the clothes of a dead person, especially if I had to send the other person to be cremated.After struggling again and again, I couldn't screw everyone, so I had to agree to Captain Hu's proposal.Seeing that I was dressed, Yue Mingfei made fun of me, and I still looked decent.If sister Miao hadn't scolded us, not allowing us to laugh and make noise, Yue Mingfei would have talked endlessly.After tossing around until 9 o'clock, including Mrs. Han, our group set off from the ferry to the people's hospital in the town to get the body out, and then sent it to the crematorium outside the town.The crematorium was very far from town, and by the time we arrived, I was hungry again after breakfast. This is the second time I have come to the crematorium after entering the ferry, and I did not expect the interval to be so short.After getting out of the car, I looked up and saw a group of crows flying over my head, making harsh calls.The strong wind blew by, we were shivering with cold, and the pines and bolins were also blown to one side, almost breaking.Floods occur every summer in Guangxi, and it is not uncommon for such strong winds and strong rains to be seen every year. Cremation is not a matter of one or two minutes. The equipment of the Yishan Cremation Factory is very backward. It used to use coal-fired cremation machines, but this year it bought a set of oil-fired cremation machines. Otherwise, it would take half a day to cremate a body. even a day.Far away, before we sent the body into the crematorium, we smelled a strange burning smell outside the Songbalin belt.I smelled it and thought, is this the smell of cremated remains?When I sent Master Tang here before, the smell didn’t spread so strongly. Could it be that a zombie jumped out of the stove? The cremation workshop of the cremation factory is located in an open space in the pine forest belt, and there are several rows of low buildings nearby. Since no one usually comes, the weeds are taller than those in the ferry yard.The person in charge of the cremation plant was an old man with white hair. We submitted the documents, and after signing, the staff pushed the body into the cremation workshop.However, the white-haired old man told us that the newly purchased fuel oil cremation machine had broken down, and all the cremation furnaces could no longer be used. To cremate Jia Xiazi today, he had to use the old equipment. When Sister Miao heard this, she became worried: "Isn't that going to burn for a day? I think it's going to rain heavily in this weather, and it will be troublesome to go back to town by then." "I can't help it. The stove burned out. Maybe the manufacturer sold us a defective product. Don't you smell the burnt smell?" the white-haired old man said hoarsely. "One day...then how do I go shopping?" Mrs. Han also asked anxiously. "It's okay, you can have lunch with us today." The white-haired old man invited. Yue Mingfei frowned, and replied: "You guys eat, I'm not hungry, I won't eat." "There's nothing to be afraid of. During the war, it's good to eat something." Captain Hu saw through everyone's thoughts and said sharply. I also resisted a little, and didn't want to stay in the cremation factory for so long. Fortunately, Sister Miao didn't like it either. After her dispute, Captain Hu had no choice but to agree to send Jia Xiazi to be cremated first, and come back to collect the ashes in the afternoon after the cremation is complete.However, we still sent Jia blind for the last time symbolically, watched him being pushed into the cremation furnace, and did not leave immediately. There is an inner passage and an outer passage outside the cremation workshop, which are separated by glass. Before entering the inner passage, a reminder is written on it: Please watch the remains enter the furnace from the outer passage.In the past, family members could only stop here and wait outside for the ashes of the deceased, unable to see the whole process of cremation.The white-haired old man explained that because the temperature of the cremation furnace is high, it is more dangerous, and some family members are often emotional, so they are not allowed to enter the inner passage and cremation workshop to prevent accidents. The old cremation workshop is very dilapidated, and the lighting is not enough. It is not as bright as the new workshop. We felt very depressed when we entered.Through the glass, we can see that there are three signs on the door of the cremation furnace: work, fault, and empty furnace. If the cremation furnace corresponds to which state, which sign will light up.What is certain is that the cremation furnaces in the new workshop are all lit up with the "malfunction" sign. After the cremation started, everyone had to watch for a few minutes. At this time, the white-haired old man said that he wanted to choose an urn, and asked Captain Hu to send someone to go with him.Captain Hu saw that I looked strange and thought I was afraid, so he sent me away and told me to go with the white-haired old man to choose an urn.In fact, I'm not afraid at all, I just want to find an opportunity to ask the white-haired old man if their letterhead has ever been lost.Of course, a piece of letterhead is worthless, even if it is lost, the white-haired old man would never know, I just want to try my luck. As soon as he walked out of the cremation workshop, the white-haired old man chattered. Now that the price of fuel has risen, there is almost no profit for simple cremation. Cremation generally requires a 45 kg burner to be turned on for one hour, using 0 or -10 diesel.The crematorium's profit is usually on the urn. Although the profit is high, it is not enough to cover the fuel cost.There are no urns in the Yishan cremation factory, only jars, which were all custom-made by the government in the 1980s, and tens of thousands of them were made together, so they have been sold until now and have not been sold out.The white-haired old man said they sold cheap pots and told me not to worry, they wouldn't kill us. The ashes urns were placed in those low buildings. When I followed them, I always felt that they were similar to the abandoned small buildings in the ferry.I saw that it was almost here, so I mustered up the courage to ask, "Old man, have you lost anything here? For example, letterheads? Something with a red header." "Throwing things? I haven't lost anything recently. I have lost them before. It was in the 90s." The white-haired old man stopped in his tracks and replied, "As for the letterhead with the red header, I don't know if I lost it or not, but We don’t use that kind of letterhead anymore, we use green ones now, and the one you mentioned was used in the 1970s and 1990s.” "It's been so long?" I asked in surprise. "Yeah, why did you suddenly ask this? I thought you thought the price of urns was high. To tell you the truth, funeral homes in other places sell urns with a profit of more than 200%. We are being honest." The white-haired old man did not Be wary, still explaining why you must buy an urn in a cremation factory. I couldn't be bothered to listen to those explanations, and kept asking, "What year in the 90s did you throw your stuff?" "My old man has a bad memory, and I don't remember much. Anyway, I lost a lot of things, and there is a key, which was used to open the basement of that building." The white-haired old man pointed to a deserted building in the distance, as if No one lived there, and the nearby wild trees and weeds grew the tallest, almost submerging the abandoned buildings. I was excited for a while, thinking about the key?Could it be such a coincidence that it was the half key found in Second Master Tang's room?This matter can actually be related to the crematorium!Am I delusional, or is that what it is? Then, the white-haired old man said: "After the key was lost, the basement was never opened again. The director of the factory got cancer and died. Many people here died of cancer because the coal-fired type is used." The cremation machine, that machine is not good for us. Alas..." "What's in the basement? Why didn't you pry it open?" I pressed. The white-haired old man looked at the deserted building and replied: "I don't know. It may be the equipment of the older generation. Anyway, the children of the older generation have gone to other units, and these buildings are slowly being unoccupied. I I wanted to pry it open before, but the door was a steel door, so I couldn’t break it open, and the locksmith couldn’t do anything about it. The crematorium doesn’t make much money, and there can’t be treasure inside, so if you can’t open it, you can’t open it. I'll come and choose an urn, and when the cremation is finished in the afternoon, you come and put the things back in. Or, you can stay here if you want, we can help keep it..." When I followed the white-haired old man to choose the pot, I didn't bother to listen to his nagging anymore, and I forgot to ask Honey who sent the cremation, although it may not be possible to ask.Then all I could think was, what's in that basement?Why can't it be opened?Could it be that Second Master Tang's half key belongs to the basement of the crematorium? I casually followed the white-haired old man to choose jars, and walked into a dark room unexpectedly, only then did I wake up.In the house, there are identical urns filled with ashes. Because they have been placed for too long, the dust on the urns has accumulated thicker than moon cakes.The white-haired old man chose one for me nearby. They were all the same anyway, so I didn't have to pick one. After wiping off the dust, I hurriedly backed out. At this time, the wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the nearby tile-roofed house shook, and a few tiles fell from the roof and hit the ground hard.My nerves were tense for days, and I was startled by the sudden sound, and the jar I was holding almost fell.The white-haired old man was right behind me. I thought I was a majestic man and lost his composure, but I didn't expect him to be more panicked than me.Immediately afterwards, the nearby pines and cypresses were either broken or uprooted, creating a scene of doomsday. Seeing this, the white-haired old man hurriedly summoned other staff to pick up tiles and fix the roof that had been overturned by the strong wind, and then asked me to go to the cremation workshop to find Captain Hu and the others.Those people ran out from the offices on the first floor, leaving no one behind, only empty offices.Those tile-roofed buildings were far away from the office, and there were several pines and cypresses blocking them. After hesitating for a while, I tiptoed into the office of the crematorium. There is only one office in this place. This is what the white-haired old man told Erye Tang when he was sent to be cremated last time. Their documents should be stored in it.I came in and took a look, thinking that I could look through the documents, but found that they recently bought a computer and were converting the previous paper documents into electronic files.I first poked my head out of the door to make sure that they had moved the long wooden ladder and were going to repair the roof, and then I went to read the materials and documents with confidence. Except for the financial information that makes money for the dead, the documents of the crematorium are not classified. They spread the information on the table, and the wind blows and it falls all over the cracked concrete floor.This place is even more desolate than the ferry, no matter how clever they are, they never thought that one day someone would come to peek at those materials.However, the crematorium is a bit evil, and I can’t act recklessly like before. When I broke in, I kept saying to myself: Gentlemen, don’t blame me. Those people forgot to close the windows, and the paper was flying in the office. I closed the doors and windows as soon as I came in to prevent the materials from getting more and more messy.In this way, even if someone caught him, he could use the excuse that he helped sort out the documents that fell on the ground and was able to escape smoothly. I just want to find Honey's death certificate and cremation procedures, and I don't want to see anything else.However, those materials were too messy, not counting the piles of paper on the ground, there were four desks alone, and the papers on each desk were piled up like a tomb.I searched and searched with a headache, but couldn't find anything, and I wasted a few minutes in vain.After a while, I remembered that the computer was still on, why not start with the computer?Computer search files, definitely much faster than people! "Put the jar here first, I'll search for it, try my luck!" While muttering to myself, I skillfully typed on the keyboard, then clicked the mouse, and searched for the word "death".It is conceivable that there is a lot of information related to the word "death" in the crematorium's computer. With a "swish", the computer screen lists rows of icons.I don’t know whose computer I used, but I found many pictures of the cremation scene. Some dead bodies were burnt so that their internal organs exploded, splashing colorful mucus, and their skin was scorched like an overcooked sweet potato. I was about to throw up after just one look, and I didn't dare to take a second look. How could the crematorium allow this kind of picture to be taken?Does this respect the dead?Having said that, I broke into the office, tampered with other people's computers, and did not respect others, so justice is only a momentary matter. The computer search continued, and it didn't take long for a folder named "Death Note" to pop up.Out of curiosity, I opened it and, thank God, it was filled with scans of death certificates and cremation procedures.The way the images are named, though, is by date, and none of them bear the names of the deceased, which means I'm not just a step away from the truth, but it's within reach. There are nearly 10,000, or even more, of those scanned pictures. I directly choose the picture on August 30, 2008, because the date of birth and death is marked on Honey’s ashes urn, and his death time is on this day.The strange thing is that three people died that day, none of whom was named Honey, not even a homonym.I thought that the search was incomplete, or that the staff hadn't had time to upload the scanned documents, so I went through the paper documents again, but still didn't get anything. "How can cremation be done without a death certificate?" I wondered. The wind outside was blowing harder and harder, hitting the doors and windows desperately. The sound reminded me of my heartbeat, urging me to find the answer quickly.Looking at the mountain of paper documents, I quickly gave up and went back to tinkering with the computer.In the "Death Note" folder, in addition to the death certificate, there are cremation procedures.It stands to reason that without a death certificate, cremation procedures cannot be handled, otherwise the crematorium will become an ideal resort for criminals to destroy corpses.With the mentality of giving it a try, I dragged the picture to a few days after August 30, 2008, and glanced at it casually, only to see the word "Honey". "His grandma's, I finally found it." I seized the time and zoomed in on the picture, trying to see who signed and sent the remains, but an even more surprising answer appeared next. "Tang Shanquan? The one who killed Tang Erye's eldest sister and third sister? How is this possible? He was released from prison last year. Could it be that he was sent to be cremated right after he got out of prison? He is not afraid of bad luck? And he and us He said, he didn’t contact the transition site after he came out, so how could he send the ashes to the columbarium?” I stared blankly at the names signed on the cremation documents, puzzled. This is a big discovery. For a long time, I thought that Tang Shanquan had nothing to do with the strange incident. It turns out that he is still related to this matter.I took the risk to find a clue, and let it be if I couldn't read it, so I thought about how to take it away.The computer in the cremation factory is not connected to the Internet, so it cannot be sent to my e-mail as an attachment, and I do not have a USB flash drive with me, so I cannot copy it.The best way is to take the originals with you, anyway the crematorium has scanned the originals, they are unlikely to look through the previous documents, no one will find out. I was afraid that the time would drag on for too long. Captain Hu and Sister Miao were anxious to wait, so they stopped timidly and immediately went to find the file bag of the death certificate.With the direction, I searched quickly, and found a stack of file bags next to the computer, which were full of death certificates.The year was not written in the file bags, so I had to open them one by one to check. Fortunately, they were all collected in one file bag by year, and the filing was not messy. Things are like changing weather, one wave after another, I only opened the third file bag, and there was a big reversal.The bag contained the death certificate from 1999, not 2008, but I took it out and took a look, and saw the name "Tangshanquan" again. "This... is unreasonable, right? In 2008, it barely made sense. Maybe Tang Shanquan sent someone to be cremated right after he was released from prison. What about 1999? I never heard that prisoners could come out to send their bodies to be cremated!" I muttered in my heart. Then, I opened the file bags of other years, not wanting to have "Tangshan Spring" send corpses for cremation in the past 20 years.And those corpses all have a common feature, that is, there is no death certificate, only cremation procedures.I was afraid that some of the death certificates would be released separately, so I searched the computer for death certificates from other years. The result was the same as Honey's situation, and I couldn't find any death certificates issued by relevant units. "Is Tang Shanquan really in prison for the past 20 years? How could he...how could he have sent so many corpses to be cremated? His grandma, this is not a spy movie, there is no way such absurd things will happen! But That's what it says in the document, so maybe the cremation factory has some secrets?" The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong, but it took too long, and Sister Miao couldn't help calling me to urge me. "Hello? Huang Dingyi? Why did it take you so long to choose a pot? We are going back to the ferry, if you don't hurry up, we won't wait for you. You have long legs, go back by yourself." Sister Miao yelled on the other end of the phone At the same time, the sound of the wind poured into the earpiece, making a "pop" sound. "I've made my choice, I'll be here right away." As I answered, I pulled out Honey's cremation procedures, closed the door, and ran out. Everyone was already waiting to get in the car by the side of the road. Sister Miao had a problem with me. When she saw me running over with the jar in her arms, she said, "Come here in the afternoon and take Jia Xiazi away. We won't accompany you." You. As for the car, you can take the black car yourself, it should be easy to stop the car, so I won't send you here." These words were very harsh, but I didn't have time to be angry, because as soon as I got in the car, I immediately whispered this matter to Yue Mingfei.Like me, he couldn't believe what happened to Tangshanquan.政府不是傻子，如果有人越狱，早就通缉了，怎么可能让他二十年间不断地送尸体来火化，没准真有同名同姓的巧事。可话说回来，凶案里的巧合往往是侦破案子的关键之处，越巧合越有问题。正如英国著名侦探小说家柯南·道尔在《红发会》里说的一样：不寻常的现象总能给人提供一些线索，而没有什么特征的案子却是难以侦破的。 车在公路上奔驰着，我和岳鸣飞坐在后面，心想如果凶手是渡场的人，那会是谁呢？现在唐二爷、贾瞎子死了，金乐乐又走了，剩下的人就没几个了。除了我和岳鸣飞，还有胡嘉桁、苗梨花、韩嫂，凶手真的就在他们三个人之中吗？ 不知过了多久，我们在大雨来临前赶回彝山镇，因为苗姐把车送去别处，所以没有一起跟来。我们心事重重，路上没有过多的交流，彼此都沉默着。可等我们走到渡场的大门，全都愣住了，因为大门被关上了，这门已经很久没关上了，何况大家都不在，谁能在里面把门闩拉上呢？我第一个念头就是小偷光临了，于是就把右眼凑到门缝上，想看看里面的情况。 谁知道，我刚把眼珠子挪到门缝边上，立刻就惊喊：“有鬼！”