In a mental hospital, Bai Fumei forced me to be her boyfriend

Chapter 119 Big brother, hold the drawer [2]

Before leaving.

Wang Ze asked: "How many dead people does your funeral home pick up in a day?"

The curator thought for a while and said, "There are more than 2000 a year."

"On average...five or six a day."

Wang Ze said: "In the past month, have all the photos of the deceased been kept?"

The curator was taken aback by this question, and nodded, "Yes, it's just an electronic version."

Wang Zedao: "For the investigation, our police need a copy."

Curator: "OK."

……

The door of the funeral home.

inside the car.

Li Xiangbin handed the information to Wang Ze: "Is there any problem?"

Wang Ze took it and flipped through it, saying: "These are basic information, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"The murderer is nothing more than two types of people."

"First, the internal staff of the funeral home."

"Second, the family members of the deceased."

"The possibility is half and half, we need to investigate deeply."

Li Xiangbin: "So you want a recent photo of the deceased?"

"Yes." Wang Ze nodded, "Although it is unlikely that the living will kill someone because of the dead, exceptions cannot be ruled out."

"It must be checked."

"As for the funeral home..."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked out the window.

The door of the funeral home.

There's a security guard on the prowl.

He smiled slightly, and said, "Have you heard of it? A bystander can tell. 940"

Li Xiangbin was surprised: "The onlooker knows?"

"Nonsense, who doesn't know these four words."

"What's wrong?"

Wang Ze raised his head, gestured to look at the security guard, and said, "Security guards generally don't touch the internal procedures of funeral parlors, let alone meddle in those messy things."

"But that's exactly the case. As a bystander, he can see the problem most clearly."

"It's even possible to know some secrets."

"what do y'all think?"

Li Xiangbin stared at the security guard for a while, and said, "Go and ask?"

Wang Ze took out a pack of cigarettes and said with a smile, "Captain Li, reimbursement."

Li Xiangbin glanced at it and said in surprise, "I'll go, such expensive cigarettes."

"Where did you get it?"

Wang Ze said: "You forgot, I have a super rich second-generation girlfriend."

"Tong testify for me, I have to get reimbursed when I go back."

After speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Wang Xiaotong covered his mouth and snickered.

The corner of Li Xiangbin's mouth twitched, and he said, "This picky guy is not a man at all."

"That girl Jiang Ying is blind to you."

Wang Xiaotong laughed out loud.

"Haha."

On the other side, Wang Ze came to the security guard while unpacking the cigarette.

"Brother, are you busy?"

The security guard turned his head and said with a smile: "The current policeman is so young."

Wang Ze smiled and said, "It just looks young."

"Come on, have a cigarette."

While talking, he handed the other party a cigarette.

The security guard was also polite and reached out to take it.

"Young man, if you have any questions, just ask, you are welcome."

Wang Ze stepped forward to light it for the security guard, and said, "It's nothing wrong, I've asked all the questions that need to be asked."

"It's just to take a break and chat."

"Our captain scolds people every day."

Fortunately, Li Xiangbin didn't hear this sentence.

The security guard smiled and said, "Normal, normal, all the same."

Wang Ze handed the whole pack of cigarettes to the other party and said, "Brother, take it and smoke."

"what?"

The security guard looked at the obviously expensive cigarettes and said hesitantly, "This..."

Without waiting for the other party to refuse, Wang Ze directly stuffed the cigarette case into the other party's hand.

"You are welcome, brother, you have worked hard."

"The work of a funeral home is not easy."

The security guard put away the cigarette with a smile, seeing Wang Ze pleasing to the eye a lot.

"That's not true, young man."

"Especially working as a security guard in a funeral parlor, if you are not very courageous, you really can't do it."

Wang Ze lit a cigarette by himself, nodded and said, "That's right."

"People with poor psychological quality, who would dare to come here."

"I keep hearing about supernatural events in the funeral parlor. Is it true or not?"

The security guard waved his hand: "It's all nonsense, how can there be any supernatural events? (chfd)"

"It's just scaring yourself."

"Let me tell you, Lao Guang and Lao Yan are definitely not scared to death."

Wang Ze: "Oh?"

"Why are you so sure?"

The security guard said, "Because I don't believe there are ghosts in the world."

"Any supernatural event can be explained by science, you know?"

"If it can't be explained, it means that the scientific development has not yet arrived."

Wang Ze was surprised.

He didn't expect it.

This 50-year-old security guard brother has this insight.

He laughed and said, "Didn't everyone say that the end of science is theology?"

The security guard said: "That is also the end of science, where are we now?"

"Less than level one civilization."

Wang Ze: "Uh."

This big brother.

something.

When you have nothing to do, do you surf the Internet every day and watch short videos?

Seeing that the other party had signs of talking about the mysteries of the universe, Wang Ze quickly brought the topic back.

"Brother, are you familiar with Guangjian Yan Jiakui?"

The security guard nodded: "Not bad, not bad."

"Before, I drank in the funeral parlor."

"Drinking at the funeral parlor?" Wang Ze was surprised, and said, "Then you are indeed quite courageous."

The security guard said indifferently: "I'm used to it, it's nothing to be afraid of."

Wang Ze: "These two are quite rich."

When this matter was mentioned, the security guard glanced back, and after confirming that there was no one there, he whispered: "Let me tell you, young man, Lao Guang and Lao Yan have made a lot of money."

Because of that pack of cigarettes.

He didn't hide much from Wang Ze.

Sometimes.

Pulling in the relationship is as simple as that.

Wang Ze flicked the cigarette ash and said, "How do you make money?"

Security guard: "How else can I make money? How about black-hearted money?"

"These days, as long as you can make money, you can do anything."

"One night when I came back to pick up things, I happened to see a van I hadn't seen before, parked in front of the funeral home."

"Lao Guang and Lao Yan are both here."

"What do you think they can do sneakily?"

"I reckon it has something to do with the cremation."

Hearing this, Wang Ze was silent for a while, and said, "What kind of van?"

The security guard said, "It's the kind commonly seen on the street, made in silver and white."

Wang Ze tried to ask, "You probably didn't remember the license plate number, did you?"

The security guard shook his head: "Then how can I remember?"

"I remember what that thing does."

Wang Ze: "What month and date is it?"

Security guard: "Oh, that was a year ago."

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Chapter 120 Experts among the people [3]