Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

Because the First City Lord established the Day Patrol Division, a basic stability maintenance office, many years ago, its functions highly overlapped with those of the Night Patrol Division. Since the functions of the Day Patrol Division and the Night Patrol Division were completely the same, conflicts inevitably arose when they carried out their missions. They had irreconcilable contradictions and had been fighting openly and covertly for many years.

As a subordinate agency at the grassroots level, the crematorium was caught in the middle between the Day Patrol Division and the Night Patrol Division, which was very uncomfortable. It was just like a wronged wife, being under the jurisdiction of both the Day Patrol Division and the Night Patrol Division. Once it came to the specific details of the work, it was difficult to move forward.

Therefore, at Ma Dalang's suggestion, the crematorium was separated and operated independently many years ago to assist the Day and Night Patrol Division in its investigations, but was no longer under the dual jurisdiction of the Day and Night Patrol Division, thus further enhancing the status and treatment of the crematorium.

The official positions and posts within the crematorium were also drastically reorganized and optimized.

The chief in charge of incineration is the highest-ranking official, while four deputy chiefs are in charge of different areas of work.

Apart from these two official positions, the rest were all clerks.

The coroner was in charge of the autopsy team, the suturing team was in charge of the suturing team, the transport team was in charge of the transport team, the cremation team was in charge of the cremation team, the cleaning team was in charge of the cleaning team, the clerk was in charge of the recording team, the general affairs team was in charge of the logistics team, the burial team was in charge of the burial team, and the craftsman team was in charge of the craftsman team.

The staff in each class were not even considered clerks; they were just contract workers, essentially unofficial personnel. Their backgrounds were quite diverse, including those recruited from the common people, sons who inherited their fathers' positions, those conscripted from the common people, and those who were punished for their mistakes and sent to serve their sentences.

Very few decent families would come to work for the dead. This job is very challenging. Not to mention the low pay, meager wages, and no future prospects, the chances of dying violently are extremely high. Dealing with dead people all day long, encountering resurrected corpses and vengeful ghosts is very frequent. Few people can live for more than two years.

If there were any other way to make a living or a better option, almost no one would be willing to stay in the crematorium long-term; they would only use it as a temporary measure.

However, as the saying goes, cats have their ways, and mice have theirs. Crematoriums also have their own ways of making money, such as taking money from the families of the deceased to earn some extra cash. It's quite easy. If you're quick-witted, earning 200,000 to 300,000 yuan a year isn't difficult.

Ren Wuji was able to become the head of the crematorium not because he was good at interpersonal relationships, nor because Ma Dalang intentionally promoted him, but simply because he was tough enough. Others lived in fear for two years, and some died.

He's still alive and well; he's incredibly resilient. There's no controversy about him being the head of the crematorium, and no one would challenge him for this position that would cost him his life in two years. His position as the head is as secure as Mount Tai; no one can replace him.

It's no exaggeration to say that Ren Wuji was a legendary figure in the crematorium. Every new employee who arrived at the crematorium was amazed and incredulous to hear that he had stayed there for decades and was still alive.

However, Ren Wuji didn't want to be the top leader. He just wanted to be a down-to-earth coroner. Dealing with corpses wasn't so troublesome; it was simple and quiet. But dealing with living people was very troublesome, extremely troublesome.

So after he became the top leader, he basically acted as a hands-off manager, leaving all the dealings with living people to his deputy supervisors. He, on the other hand, turned a deaf ear to everything else and focused on studying the mysteries of the human body. However, some troublesome things were still unavoidable.

And here comes another problem.

The current governor and security commissioner, Zhou Qingfeng, personally summoned Ren Wuji, the head of the crematorium, to personally examine the body. Ren Wuji was having a heart-to-heart talk with the corpse when he heard Zhou Qingfeng's summons. He could have easily used his busy schedule as an excuse to send several coroners to do it instead.

After all, the task of performing autopsies didn't require him, the top leader, to personally take charge.

Moreover, the crematorium is not under the jurisdiction of the Censorate or the Day and Night Patrol Office. There are power barriers between the various departments. Ren Wuji doesn't need to pay any attention to Zhou Qingfeng's orders. Someone else can do the work. It's not like he, Ren Wuji, is indispensable.

However, on the other hand, Ma Dalang was extremely fond of this fourth brother, regarding him as a priceless treasure. He had repeatedly instructed Ren Wuji to help if he could, and to find a way to help if he couldn't. Since the eldest brother Ma had spoken, the younger brother could only reluctantly put down his work and personally go to the autopsy team, selecting four 'elite soldiers' who had lived for more than a year to accompany him to the Censorate to help with the autopsy.

To put it bluntly, being ordered to go wasn't to give face to Zhou Qingfeng, but to give face to Boss Ma. Otherwise, Ren Wuji really wouldn't dare not go. At worst, he would just be demoted and go back to being his coroner. Dealing with corpses every day was the happy life that Ren Wuji dreamed of. He really had no interest in being an official.

"Greetings, Commander-in-Chief of the Security Bureau! Your humble servant, Ren Wuji, from the Corpse Cremation Office, has come to report on your orders!" Ren Wuji, dressed in a scarlet official robe and carrying a mortuary, strode into the main hall of the Plum Blossom Bureau with four coroners on his back. Before they even saw him, they had already clasped their hands in a gesture of respect.

Ye Tingxiu sat in the tea room, passing the time by drinking tea alone. Seeing that people had arrived, he immediately walked out of the tea room and came to the main hall. He stood tall in front of Ren Wuji and his party and said indifferently, "Alright, Admiral Zhou has other important matters to attend to. Lord Ren, you should hurry up and examine the body."

Upon hearing this, Ren Wuji slowly straightened up and looked directly at Ye Tingxiu. His pale face and dark circles under his eyes made him look like he was terminally ill and suffering from severe kidney deficiency. In addition, he exuded a cold aura, and people would feel a chill when they got close to him.

"I wonder what kind of result Admiral Zhou wants?" Ren Wuji got straight to the point, wanting only to finish the task quickly and return to the crematorium to continue his unfinished work. Anyway, whatever result Zhou Silang wants, that's what the autopsy report will show. As long as you dare to say it, I dare to write it. If you dare to say that the body choked to death by eating excrement, then I dare to write that the body choked to death by eating excrement.

Ye Tingxiu said, "Lord Ren, we are searching for foreign thieves. These foreign thieves attempted to cause trouble in Jianta but were killed on the spot. The leader and the gang were not left alive. Can you check if there are any clues left on these suspects' bodies and find out their origins?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Wuji said, "Oh, I understand. This is quite a technical job."

Ye Tingxiu gestured: "Now all fourteen corpses are here, some of them are still warm. Please begin your performance."

"Hmm." Ren Wuji didn't waste any words. He took off his autopsy kit, walked to a corpse, squatted down, lifted the shroud covering the body, and beckoned to the four coroners behind him: "Come here. Today is a rare opportunity. I'll teach you a lesson. Remember to study hard."

Upon hearing this, the four coroners showed joy and admiration, and bowed in unison, saying, "Thank you for your instruction, Lord Ren. We will certainly learn humbly."

Autopsy is a highly specialized technical job, a branch of morbid psychiatry, and an extension of medicine.

Ren Wuji was considered half a disciple of Ma Dalang. Ma Dalang's inheritance of the Corpse Dao was profound. In addition, he had devoted himself to studying the Corpse Dao over the years, and his cultivation and realm had increased day by day, making progress and reaching new heights. His strength was unfathomable, and he rarely made a move in front of others.

Today, fourteen corpses at the Devouring Fiend Realm are available for us to handle at will, which is a rare opportunity. Ren Wuji can also take this opportunity to see if there are any promising talents among the four coroners. If they have extraordinary potential, they can add some fresh blood to the immortality project.