"The forensic doctor at the scene has concluded that the death time of the female body was before twelve o'clock last night, but at that time, Wang Yating was still in the hotel with me..."
I couldn't help but frown: "Could the deceased be related by blood to Wang Yating, such as her sister or something, but they just happen to look very similar?"
Wang Quan shook his head: "The police found Wang Yating's ID card from the female corpse's handbag. After identification, there is no doubt that the deceased is Wang Yating..."
So, the person who had a romantic affair with Zhang Quan that night was not a living person?
"and after?"
I continued to ask.
"After it was confirmed that the deceased was Wang Yating, I was so frightened. After I returned, I quickly called my classmates to inquire, but everyone said that Wang Yating did not attend the party at all on the day of our party!"
Zhang Quan covered his forehead and fell into confusion. Until now, he is still not sure whether the one-night stand with Wang Yating that day actually happened.
Wang Yating's family members were out of town. After calling for permission, the funeral home quickly pushed Wang Yating's body into the incinerator and cremated it. This matter was considered to be over.
In the first few days, nothing special happened. Zhang Quan thought that the nightmare was over, but unexpectedly, on the third night, a strange thing happened.
That night, Zhang Quan drank a lot and fell asleep in his new house. In his sleep, he suddenly heard a rapid ringtone. When he answered the phone, a woman's resentful voice came from the other side.
"Zhang Quan, why don't you answer my call? Are you abandoning me?"
The woman's voice was sweet, like a complaint, which made Wang Quan feel uneasy for a while.
But suddenly, he suddenly realized that this woman's voice was Wang Yating, wasn't it?
Looking at the blinking caller number on the screen, Wang Quan was so frightened that his whole body trembled.
Zhang Quanke was at the scene when Wang Yating was cremated. Now, Wang Yating, who had long since turned into ashes, suddenly called him at midnight. One can imagine the fear in Zhang Quan's heart.
In panic, Zhang Quan didn't dare to reply at all and quickly turned off his cell phone. But the strange thing was that after turning off the phone, the phone still vibrated and even started to answer automatically. Wang Yating's resentful voice kept coming from the opposite side.
Zhang Quan almost collapsed. He immediately picked up a stool and smashed his cell phone to pieces. Only then did Wang Yating's voice disappear.
Recalling what had just happened, Zhang Quan felt extremely scared and did not dare to stay at home anymore, so he ran out of the community and took a taxi to his girlfriend's house, planning to stay for a few days.
Under his girlfriend's tenderness, Zhang Quan gradually relaxed and fell asleep deeply in his arms. The next morning, he woke up leisurely, only to find that his girlfriend was also missing.
While looking for traces of his girlfriend, suddenly, a drop of blood fell down and landed on the tip of Zhang Quan's nose.
Zhang Quan subconsciously looked up and was stunned.
He saw his girlfriend spread out in a big character shape, clinging to the ceiling, her head twisted to one side, looking at him on the bed, a strange smile appeared on her face, and she had long since lost her breath.
Traces of blood were constantly spilling from the corner of his girlfriend's mouth, falling on the snow-white sheets, dyeing the entire bed a bright red color.
In extreme panic, Zhang Quan hurried to the police. As a result, the police regarded him as the first suspect. However, after investigating for a long time, there was no result. They could only determine that his girlfriend's death was caused by a mental illness. Make an early stop to close the case.
After that, Zhang Quan didn't dare to live by himself, so he went to stay with the clerk of his funeral parlor. But within three days, the clerk suddenly went crazy and inserted an iron pick into his head alive. .
At this time, Zhang Quan was really scared. He also realized that he must have provoked something unclean. After thinking about it for a long time, he ran to the shroud shop for help.
"Mr. Cheng, the police can't help me, and I really have no choice, so I came to you. You must help me."
"If this continues, many people around me may not die innocently. Maybe it will be my turn next. I don't want to die!"
After all, Zhang Quan was still afraid that his own life would be affected. As for the people who died innocently because of him, he didn't take it seriously. He was indeed a selfish guy, which was despicable.
However, after carefully recalling what Zhang Quan said just now, I still found something not quite right.
Generally speaking, the situation Zhang Quan encountered was either an innocent soul seeking his life, or a vicious ghost looking for a scapegoat. There were few other possibilities.
However, when I inquired, Zhang Quan repeatedly denied it, promising that although he was a little carefree, he had not done anything harmful to nature, and the idea of an innocent soul seeking his life was absolutely impossible.
In addition, Zhang Quan is still alive and well, but people around him continue to be killed, and the theory of evil ghosts appearing on the body does not seem to be tenable.
After thinking for a while, I thought that the source of all the problems still lay with Wang Yating, so I asked, "Where are Wang Yating's bones now?"
"It's still being stored in the funeral home. Her family members haven't come over since they were notified, and they don't know what the situation is."
Zhang Quan said truthfully.
"Okay, take me to the funeral parlor now."
After finishing speaking, I asked Bai Ze and Jing Jing to stay quietly at the shroud shop, while I and Lonnie asked Zhang Quan to lead the way to Bincheng Funeral Home.
Speaking of which, funeral parlors and shroud shops are both considered the same industry, so the distance between the two is not far. It only took 20 minutes to walk and we arrived at Bincheng Funeral Parlor.
Walking into the gate, Zhang Quan originally planned to take me to the ashes storage area, but I noticed that many people in the funeral home were milling around with panic on their faces, and I couldn't help but become curious.
What are they doing?
"Zhang Quan, don't stand there in a daze, come and look for us together!"
At this moment, a staff member saw Zhang Quanzheng standing there and walked over and said.
Zhang Quan asked in confusion: "Lao Gao, what happened? I just came back from outside."
The man then said: "You don't know yet, something happened to our funeral home!"
"Last night, a body in the morgue disappeared!"
Zhang Quan was stunned for a moment, then looked towards me: "Mr. Cheng, look..."
"Let's go together and see what's going on."
I said directly.
"Um!"
Zhang Quan nodded and led us into the monitoring room.
The monitoring room was already full of people. A fat man who looked like a manager was pacing back and forth anxiously on the ground with his hands behind his back.
"Looking for it means digging three feet into the ground, but you have to find the body before tomorrow!"
