Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Li An was stunned when he heard this. He sat on the ground as if he had lost his soul. After a long while, he muttered, "Ah, I remember now. Something was wrong when I collected the ashes that day."

"Normally, burning corpses wouldn't be so clean. There should be some bone residue, but I didn't see any. It was burned very delicately."

"The people at the crematorium said that it was burned so cleanly because they burned the body carefully. There wasn't a single bone residue left, only ashes. I thought that was pretty good at the time and gave them a red envelope."

The others seemed to have thought of something and gasped.

"...!!"

Liu Qingshan's hands trembled, and he thought of the novel he had read. He whispered, "Master, you said those bodies were replaced. Will they do something perverted? Or will they be dissected?"

When Li An heard this, he couldn't hold back his emotions anymore and started crying when he thought about his father being dissected into pieces and used as a specimen.

The classroom was filled with his crying, which made people sad. Anyone who knew that the remains of their loved ones had been replaced by someone else would find it difficult to get rid of the hatred in their hearts if they did not burn the paper they had burned in vain and tore up the remains of those who had done so.

After an unknown amount of time, Li An calmed down, wiped away his tears, stood up and looked at Su Chen.

"Master, you're right. I'm going to call the police and get to the bottom of this. There's definitely more to this than meets the eye. I have to find Dad's body, otherwise how am I going to explain this to Mom?"

Su Chen nodded and said softly, "Call the police and go directly to the crematorium. The evidence is still there. Give your father and the other victims justice."

Li An took a deep breath and called the police.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Su Chen and said, "Master, the police went directly to the crematorium. Let's rush over there too. We also have this report to give them."

"Okay, the two of us will go. No one else should go, lest they get...scared. That would be bad."

Li An followed closely behind him and stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, but was interrupted by Su Chen: "Taxis are too slow. Let's drive there. Take my car. Follow me."

"Oh ok, thank you Master."

When he saw the car, Li An opened his mouth wide, his eyes full of disbelief. This is the master's car, a luxury car worth tens of millions. Help, is being a Taoist priest so profitable?

Seeing him in a daze, Su Chen frowned. What's wrong with this kid? Someone who can be admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University shouldn't be so slow in reaction.

"Hey, the classmates are getting on the bus, what are you thinking about?"

“…Okay, I’ll get in the car right away.”

The car drove away quickly. Ang Lee felt it and looked around. It was indeed a luxury car. It was very comfortable to sit in and not bumpy at all.

"Master, your car is really luxurious. Being a Taoist priest is really profitable. If I find my father's body and go to the underground again, how much money will I give you?"

Su Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and shook his head: "No, I didn't buy this car myself, my wife gave it to me. Being a Taoist priest is actually not bad, I don't have to worry about food and clothing, but it's impossible to get much money."

"I'll help you deal with this matter. I'll charge you a few thousand in red envelopes. It's up to you. One or two thousand is not too little. If I can really handle this matter well, I can also gain a lot of merit. So I'll give it to you at a lower price."

Li An was amused when he heard him say that, and said happily: "Okay, Master, you are really a good person. Don't worry, I will definitely give you the red seal."

Phew, luckily it's not hundreds of thousands, thousands or tens of thousands will be no problem. His father paid a lot of compensation, so this amount of money is nothing.

He was afraid that someone who drove such a nice car would ask for hundreds of thousands of dollars. Fortunately, classmate Su was a good person and did not ask for an exorbitant price. He was not one of those black-hearted Taoist priests. He was really lucky.

Su Chen had a luxury car leading the way, and the cars along the way automatically avoided him. Just kidding, even a slight scratch on the car would be enough to get them in trouble.

They arrived at the crematorium without any obstructions. The two got out of the car and waited under a tree for the police to arrive.

Not long after, a police car arrived.

Li An stood up nervously, "Master, the police are coming. Should we go over there?"

Su Chen glanced at him and said softly, "Classmate, you're too nervous and look guilty. It's easy for people to suspect you. Be a little braver. You haven't done anything illegal, so why are you so guilty?"