The atmosphere was depressing to the city. Sure enough, less than ten minutes into the city, we had already seen many wanted orders. And even the big screen of a shopping mall was scrolling and playing.

"I'm so numb! How can Lao Zhang behave in the future if he does this? Will he have to be regarded as a monster when he goes out?" The fat man cursed. Our faces were ugly, but the police station did not name it, but just reminded the citizens to pay attention to the cannibalism in disguise. It is understandable.

We asked Tan Jie to lean his car outside the square where the incident happened. Fatty Yuwei and I got out of the car and entered the square. We had chatting about whether we were having sex or not. We were like ordinary pedestrians shopping, but we were always observing the situation in the square.

Today is the fourth day of the long holiday, and due to the murders, Yuhua Plaza is very deserted, and even some businesses have closed down.

We walked around and returned to the car and headed towards the second murder site. According to Tan Jie, the second deceased was actually in a government office compound. The deceased was a middle-aged woman, who was a director.

We pretended to be doing business and went around in the circle, but we didn't get anything.

When he had no idea, Xiao Ying called me and said that he might finally take us to see the body now. There were too many leaders before, which was inconvenient.

Upon hearing this, we drove to the gate of the crematorium that Xiao Ying mentioned. Xiao Ying was already standing inside the gate and waved to us.

This crematorium is much larger than the abandoned one in the university town. Moreover, I don’t know what day it is today, but the crematorium is very lively and has a very low vacancy rate.

"Damn, is this the rhythm of the corpse meeting?" The fat man muttered in slutty, so angry that I almost kicked him away. This guy is really sick. Others are having funerals, what are you talking about?

"Where is the body? The morgue?"

"Yes, the second victim, Zhou Rong, has a good identity. Her family thinks she died too miserably. She went to the underworld and was not favored by ghost officers and judges. She asked the corpse makeup artist in the crematorium to put on makeup for Zhou Rong, and she is still busy now."

Xiao Ying disagreed with it. He just had a corpse. Anyway, he was dead, so why would he put on makeup?

I raised my eyebrows slightly, and said that the corpse was not redundant. Those with strong skills could even affect the appearance and state of the soul, making those who died tragically look more normal.

However, I was too lazy to explain to Xiao Ying, but I kept pulling two Yu Wei silently and letting Xiao Yu Wei wait for us in Xiao Ying's police car.

The inside is full of dead people, and they are very sensitive to corpse qi. Xiao Yuwei's corpse king's aura is too strong. In addition to scaring those corpses with residual souls, it is easy to transform into yin corpses.

At that time, if the corpses in the entire morgue stood up in one go, it would really scare people.

At the door of the morgue, there was a police car parked beside him. Dai Bing was waiting at the door. When he saw us coming, he looked happy.

We followed Xiao Ying and walked to the mortal bed. Beside the bed, an aunt who looked kind-hearted and kind-looking aunt was putting on makeup for Zhou Rong's body. When she saw us, she was slightly stunned and her eyes swept around us.

"Sister Fan, how about it? Have you put on makeup?" Xiao Ying didn't care about this corpse makeup artist Fan Jie, and didn't even need to explain.

"It's almost done." Sister Fan nodded slightly at us politely and responded.

But I always feel that this woman seems to be paying special attention to the fat man.

I was moved in my heart. This woman in her fifties was so brave that she dared to stay in the gloomy crematorium and put on makeup on the body. I thought she was forced by life, otherwise she would not have done such a job.

Sister Fan focused on makeup on Zhou Rong's body.

Although Zhou Rong's body is still bumpy and even lacks skin and flesh, although her face is still a little shriveled, it looks much more normal. As Sister Fan's writings give birth, Zhou Rong's terrifying face, which was sucked half-dry, gradually became similar to those who died normally.

"Sister Fan is good at craftsmanship!" The fat man really admired this woman, and he leaned forward with a shameless face and started chatting with Sister Fan whether she had sex or not. He talked about how to put on makeup on the corpse.

Sister Fan is very patient and smiled lightly and answered the fat man’s strange questions. The more they talked, the more they became more and more speculative. Later, Sister Fan raised her eyes to look at the fat man, and she was even full of love.

"Young man, since you are so curious about this, why don't you stay and learn makeup from me?" Sister Fan looked at the fat man with some anticipation.

Yuwei's lips trembled slightly, and she looked at the fat man with a funny look.

Sure enough, the fat man was originally smiling, but suddenly he heard this and laughed dryly, "Sister Fan, I'm still studying!"

Sister Fan was a little disappointed, but she continued to persuade the fat man to come to her after graduation and follow her to work as a makeup artist here. Even if she is a novice, her salary will be 5,000 or 6,000 yuan. If she gets a teacher, her salary will be tens of thousands, then she will be brainwashed after she gets to the school.

The fat man was confused when he heard this. If his family hadn't been short of money, he would have been fooled and abandoned Hao Ren, the tomb robber, and turned to someone else's disciple.

Xiao Ying then opened another corpse. The corpse was not wearing makeup. After a closer look, even I frowned.

This guy looks even more ferocious than Ergou, and he has no personal appearance at all.

When leaving the morgue, Sister Fan warmly reminded the fat man to come and play in the future. The fat man slapped his face hard, reached out and slapped himself gently, secretly hating him for talking too much.

Yuwei and I looked at each other, and we felt both ridiculous and ridiculous. Even Xiao Ying's stinking face that had been stinky for two days could not help but move slightly and hold back her laughter.

After returning to the van, I frowned slightly and asked about Sister Fan’s information.

Although Xiao Ying was a little surprised and didn't understand why I cared about a makeup artist, she still told me about Sister Fan's information.

She didn't know much, she only knew that the woman was called Fan Jie, so as everyone shouted, she turned into Sister Fan.

Sister Fan has been working in this crematorium for almost thirty years. It is said that she is fifty-three years old this year and is about to retire. At the beginning, she was not a corpse makeup artist, but a sparkler. She pretended to be a ten years ago.

"Why? Is there a problem with this woman?" The fat man couldn't help but laugh and cry when he thought about how warm he was with Sister Fan before.

"It's okay!" I shook my head and didn't say anything. It was just a secret strange. Sister Fan's gesture of catching the brush and drawing eyebrows and face was a bit strange, and it seemed to be a bit like the technique of drawing talismans.

But it was a very bad move. It seemed that this person was learning to draw talismans privately and had drawn a lot of them.

At this time, I received a call from my grandfather, saying that he had already developed some ideas and told me to get back soon after I had nothing to do, and said that Yuwei and I were not simple!
Chapter completed!