Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 7 Huangquan Extradition
Lanbei Street is not big, but there are many kinds of shops. Bai Mo can see almost all kinds of strange shop names at a glance.

Many signboards are handwritten, and the handwriting is very scribbled, as if they were made in a hurry to meet some inspections.

This place also seemed to be a commercial street, but the strange thing was that most of the shops were not open at this time, and even if a few were occasionally opened, Bai Mo didn't find a single person after he entered.

He shook his head secretly, this place is very special, but it won't take long for the freshness to wear off, and it seems that there are no businesses settled here, no wonder the whole street is so deserted.

But it's still not quite right, even if such a place is not regarded as a scenic spot, it's not that there is no one there...

Naturally, Bai Mo didn't know. In order to minimize the chance of him coming into contact with the Mystery Explorer and thus detecting the abnormality, the Bureau of Removal of Restrictions has asked the Mystery Explorer not to come to Lambay Street recently.

The explorer thought that the Bureau of Removal of Prohibition was making some big move, maybe they were arresting some terrible characters, and it was too late to stay away from each of them, so how could they dare to lean towards Lambay Street.

Bai Mo couldn't help feeling regretful. He thought he could try to find a part-time job here.

But since you’ve come here, you’ll naturally have to take a good look at it, as if you’re taking a vacation for yourself.

He walked all the way, and saw no one else except the woman at the beginning. The empty street was silent, with only shadows as companions, but he didn't feel lonely.

Just like that, Bai Mo walked and stopped for a while, and suddenly noticed a shop that was open, which seemed to be a coffin shop, and his eyes lit up.

Most people are taboo about coffins, thinking that touching them will be very unlucky, so coffins are rarely seen in ordinary times, but he didn't expect to see them here.

Maybe it's because he has dealt with the coffins in the cemetery for a long time, but Bai Mo thinks this shop is kind of friendly.

Looking up, I saw the four big black characters of "Huangquan Extradition" written on the signboard, with some dark red on the pen, and the force of the pen is obviously from everyone's hand.

"It's quite artistic."

Bai Mo didn't know much about calligraphy, but he thought the words were beautifully written. While he was feeling emotional, he saw that the door of the coffin shop was half closed, and it was dark inside, and he didn't know whether it was opened or not.

Listening carefully, there was a faint voice coming from the shop, presumably there should be someone there.

He immediately became interested, and planned to go in and take a good look around, and buy some paper money to go back.

Walking to the door, Bai Mo was about to open the door and go in, when he suddenly felt a strange sight appearing on him, as if someone was staring at him.

But the streets are empty, and you can't even see a ghost, so where did they come from?
Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, lowered his head, and saw a pale paper man lying on the threshold.

The paper figurine is the size of a palm, and the facial features are not depicted in detail on the face, only two huge eyes are drawn, the eyes are cold, and the cheeks are scarlet, which looks quite strange.

"paper man?"

Bai Mo was slightly taken aback, and squatted down to pick it up, only to feel that the paper figurine was a little cold, and the weight was a bit weird, much heavier than he had imagined.

It can be seen that the eyes of the paper figurines have been carefully drawn, and the paintings are lifelike, but they are not vivid, but dull and rigid, and a little scary after looking at them for a long time.

Bai Mo looked at the paper figurine for a moment, then stared into those eyes for a long time, as if he was staring at him, after a while he laughed at himself and put the paper figurine back on the ground.

"Looks like I didn't sleep well last night. I actually had the illusion that this paper figurine was looking at me..."

He shook his head and was about to enter the store, but he just heard the conversation in the house.

Only one person asked: "Is this corpse just brought here?"

Corpse?

Hearing these two words, Bai Mo immediately stopped and stood at the door to eavesdrop.

The paper man who had been lying motionless on the ground rolled his eyes and moved his body quietly, as if he was about to crawl into the house along the threshold.

Bai Mo lowered his head suspiciously, and the paper figurine hurriedly stopped moving.

Soon, another voice sounded in the room, and said in a calm tone: "It's true that I just got it not long ago, but don't let him think of it."

"Why, don't you plan to sell it? I can pay double the price."

"It doesn't matter how much you shoot. This guy has some background. I don't dare to shoot until I figure out the situation."

"Hey." The person who spoke at the beginning seemed to be interested, "And the corpses that you dare not pass on? Tsk tsk, the signs of 'Huangquan Extradition' are all up outside, and you still dare not do business..."

"You don't need to provoke me."

Another person said calmly, "He is a student of the old guy who carved the stele. Even if I dare to sell it, do you have the guts to buy it?"

After the voice fell, the room suddenly fell silent, and the two fell silent at the same time.

"So that's the case, the one who carved the stele..."

At first, the man seemed to be thinking for a long time, before he gritted his teeth and said, "Buy it! Why don't you dare to buy it!"

His voice continued: "I won't hide it from you, I've taken a fancy to the hands and eyes of this corpse, you sell them to me, and the price is up to you."

The other person still disagreed: "I said it, I dare not sell it, otherwise if the matter is revealed, both you and I will suffer."

"It's okay, it's still the same as before. You make a pair of fake hands and eyes for the corpse, and then cremate it as soon as possible. No one can see it."

"Impossible, it's too dangerous."

It seemed that he felt that this guy was too stubborn, and at first that person got a little impatient. He lowered his voice and said in a bewitching tone:

"The hands are very useful, but not for myself, but for a big man..."

"Big man?"

"Yes, a very big person... I know, you have been looking for materials to raise corpses..."

"That's right!" Another person excitedly said, "Do you have it in your hand?"

"..."

Bai Mo only heard an exclamation, and then there was no movement.

But he finally understood that the body the two people in the coffin shop mentioned was not the one lost in the cemetery, but another body.

But this is not important.

The important thing is that this coffin shop seems to be secretly engaged in the business of selling corpses, and it seems that this is not the first time that after removing some organs from the corpse, they actually create fake ones to replace them, so as to deceive the family members of the deceased.

According to the past, this method of destroying the corpse is very vicious, and it will prevent the dead from being buried in the ground.

Although Bai Mo didn't believe this, as a grave keeper, he had some feelings for the corpse, so he naturally hated this kind of business.

And judging by the way the two people in the room are familiar with the road, I'm afraid they have made a lot of black-hearted money in these years.

Thinking of this, Bai Mo quietly walked away from the coffin shop, while staring at the shop door, he took out his mobile phone and called Lu Zhan.

There were at least two people in the store, and he was no match for four hands. Naturally, he would not rush into the coffin shop in a fever to make a declaration of justice. That would be an act of a fool.

In trouble, call the police.

This is the most sensible choice at the moment.

In front of the coffin shop, a palm-sized paper man was lying on the threshold, about to climb into the house, but Bai Mo kept staring at the door of the shop.

Under this line of sight, it no longer dared to move an inch.

(End of this chapter)