Don't go crazy, your mother is reborn

"Yan Qing, can you find a way for me to see Xia Zhenzhen's body?"

The previous assumptions were just Gu Baiwei's guesses. Only by seeing Xia Zhenzhen's body with her own eyes could she finally confirm this matter.

Shen Yanqing thought the same thing as her. He didn't believe in those weird things, but he also felt that Xia Zhenzhen couldn't be really dead.

How could a person who was full of energy yesterday suddenly fall seriously ill?

Whether it is a serious illness or some other hidden secret can only be determined after seeing the body.

Shen Yanqing nodded and quickly made a phone call.

I don’t know what he said to the person on the other end of the phone. He hung up the phone and looked at Gu Baiwei with a hesitant expression.

"what happened?"

Gu Baiwei couldn't help but ask.

"I have a friend who knows the director of a funeral home. He agreed to let us take a look, but only at night. How about I ask someone to go?"

Shen Yanqing didn't mind going to that kind of place late at night, but he was worried that Gu Baiwei would be scared.

"no problem."

She herself is half dead, what is there to be afraid of?

That night, the two drove to Linhai City Funeral Home.

The funeral home is located in a remote area in the western suburbs of the city.

The two arrived at the agreed time. When the car stopped in front of the funeral home, they could clearly feel that the temperature around them seemed to drop a lot.

I used to hear old people say that places like this are cold because they are filled with ghosts and have heavy yin energy.

Thinking of this, Datou shrank his neck unconsciously. He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but since he got off the car, he felt a chill on his back, as if a cold wind was blowing.

It was cloudy tonight, and when the three got off the car, the moon had just hidden in the clouds, and it was pitch black all around.

Only the street lamp at the door emitted a faint light.

But the street lamp seemed to be out of order. It made crackling sounds from time to time, and the light flickered.

Big Head walked in front, and the friction between his leather shoes and the ground made a slight noise, which seemed particularly scary in the silent night.

He swallowed dryly and wanted to look back at the boss and Miss Gu behind him.

When I turned around, I found that the two people following me had disappeared at some point.

Big Head was so scared that he almost cried. The 1.80-meter-tall strong man was shaking like a sieve.

"Boss, Miss Gu, where are you?"

His usually rough voice is now as thin as a mosquito's whisper. If you listen carefully, you can hear that the ending tone is a bit split.

However, apart from the occasional rustling of leaves in the wind, no one responded to him.

A hand was placed on his shoulder, and there seemed to be a faint breathing sound in his ear.

Datou felt that all the blood in his body stagnated in an instant.

He turned his head stiffly, and then he was met with a pale face, a long red tongue, eyes rolled back, and face covered with hideous wounds, with the skin and flesh rolled up, which was very scary.

"Ghost... ghost!"

Datou almost yelled out like a tenor, but a hand suddenly reached out from the side and covered his mouth: "Shut up."

The familiar cold voice made Datou feel like a lost baby who had found his mother. He turned around and cried and threw himself into Shen Yanqing's arms: "Wow, Boss, I'm scared to death."

Shen Yanqing said succinctly: "Get lost!"

Gu Baiwei put away the flashlight with a smile, and pulled off the realistic mask on her face, revealing her delicate and beautiful face.

Big Head: “…” Don’t scare me like that, wuwuwu…

"Hey, I knew it was Miss Gu. You're not scary at all."

Big Head was stunned for a moment, trying hard to save his dignity.

"Then why are your legs shaking?"

Gu Baiwei stared at his legs and clicked her tongue.

At this moment, the door of the funeral home suddenly creaked with a dull sound.

Datou was startled and hid behind Shen Yanqing: "Is it... a human or a ghost?"

Gu Baiwei found it a little funny. She didn't expect that such a big guy like Datou would be afraid of ghosts?

A hunched figure walked out with a flashlight, and the faint light illuminated the old man's wrinkled face.

His eyelids were droopy, his graying hair was gathered sparsely behind his head, and he walked with a slight limp in his left foot.

"Director Wang asked you to come here, right? Come in with me."

The old man looked at the three people with his cloudy eyes, and finally stopped at Gu Baiwei. He paused for a moment, slowly retracted his gaze, turned around and walked inside.

"Excuse me."

Gu Baiwei thanked him hurriedly and quickly followed.

Shen Yanqing followed closely behind, but just as he took a step, he was grabbed by the corner of his clothes by Datou: "Boss... Boss, there can't be a ghost here, right?"

"If you're afraid, just stay outside."

After he said that, he pulled back the corner of his clothes with disgust and quickly followed the two people in front.

Big Head stood there for a moment, feeling the chill around him and hearing faint rustling sounds. He immediately followed without thinking.

The moment I stepped into the room, the door behind me creaked shut.

In a trance, he seemed to see a dark shadow flash past the door. He was frightened and hurried to catch up with the person in front.

The old man led the three of them all the way up to the morgue on the second floor, pointed to a room at the back and said, "Look, it's right there. Remember not to turn on the light."

"Why...why don't you turn on the light?"

Big Head's voice was a little shaky when he spoke, and it seemed like his breathing was a little difficult.

The old man glared at him and said, "The light is broken. It won't light up even if you turn it on."

Big Head: "..." Can you just say that the light is broken and it will kill you? Why do you have to say it in such a way that it can be misunderstood?

After the old man gave the three people instructions and reminded them of some precautions, he slowly limped away.

Shen Yanqing reached out and turned the door handle. With the click of the door lock, the door opened.

The moment I opened it, a gust of cold air hit me in the face.

The three of them split up, turned on their flashlights and carefully checked the nameplates on the refrigerator drawers one by one.

Soon, Gu Baiwei saw Xia Zhenzhen's name at the bottom left and hurriedly called the other two over.

Shen Yanqing looked at Datou: "Open it."

Big Head was a little trembling. He mustered up his courage and tremblingly opened the drawer.

There was a pale-faced woman lying in the drawer. At first glance, she looked about 70% similar to Xia Zhenzhen.

But if you look closely, you can see that there are suture marks on her face that have not fully healed. They are very faint and you can't see them unless you look closely.

Gu Baiwei shone the flashlight on the woman's left wrist, and saw a shallow scar on the back of her hand, just like Xia Zhenzhen's.

But upon closer inspection, I found that the scar was very light in color.

At this moment, she could be sure that this woman was not Xia Zhenzhen at all.

Xia Zhenzhen had been burned on the back of her hand when she was a child. After healing, a faint mark remained, which was darker than the skin elsewhere. But the wound on this woman's hand was obviously just caused.

She stood up straight, shook her head at Shen Yanqing, and said with certainty: "No."

Big Head walked over immediately and closed the drawer again with his eyes closed. As soon as he closed it, he heard the sound of the door being locked.