I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 247 A habitual gangster must be a habitual gangster!

"Mr. Bei, we really want it"

Before Zhao Tianxiang finished speaking, he saw that Mr. Bei had already answered the question with practical actions.

Mr. Bei put on a pair of gloves and bagged his shoes. Then he got out of the car, walked to the tall wall, and climbed over the wall as lightly as a bird. The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth.

Habitual gangster!He must be a habitual gangster!

He complained in his mind, and his hand movements were not slow. He took off his seat belt and hurriedly got out of the car. He ran to the wall and before he had time to grab the iron railing, he saw Mr. Bei who was already inside and handed it over. A pair of gloves and shoe covers.

"what?"

he asked blankly.

Then Mr. Bei gave a reason he couldn't refuse.

"What do you think we are here for? We sneaked in over the wall in the middle of the night. You don't want your fingerprints or shoe prints to be discovered by then, right?"

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Is he really a habitual gangster?

Zhao Tianxiang looked at the set of gadgets speechlessly, and finally took it and put it on, and then climbed over the wall with great effort. Before he could take a breath, he hurriedly asked: "Mr. Bei, are we What are you here for?"

But Mr. Bei did not answer him immediately. Instead, he asked another question first.

"Are there any urban legends or other rumors about this funeral home?"

"Of course, there are a lot of them. This is a funeral parlor!"

He replied in surprise: "There are corpses coming to life in the morgue, or when the corpses are burned, you can always hear the sound of the stove inside, or after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, there will be a group of people who refuse to leave. There are rumors about ghosts wandering here and so on. Every one of them has a nose and eyes, and there is also the one who said he saw his own breasts here. Can't it be true?"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly reacted.

"It can't be true, can it?"

"Not sure, but the purpose of our coming here is to investigate the situation here."

"Oh." He listened half-heartedly. He generally understood what he wanted to do, but he was still a little confused about the specific execution. "What are we going to do?"

"The main thing is to find someone."

Wu Shuang said as he handed over one of the prepared hoods.

Zhao Tianxiang looked at the cotton hood that looked like a gangster's speechlessly, and confirmed again: "We are not going to do anything bad, are we?"

"No, I just want to know something about the situation. A very important person is missing, and this is the last place he went before he disappeared." Mr. Bei put on his hood, then put on his deerstalker hat again. Under the hood that covered his entire head, with only his eyes and mouth exposed, Mr. Bei's smile was still clearly visible, especially the meaningful feeling in it, which was no different from when he first entered the air-raid shelter.

Missing?

Why does it feel like I've heard it somewhere?

While Zhao Tianxiang was thinking, he gloomily put on a hood for himself, then looked at his clothes and asked dully, "Do you want to change these clothes?"

"Is it expensive?"

"good."

"Then let's burn it after it's over." "Oh"

Hearing this, he silently swallowed the price he planned to say. It seemed that he would have to buy some street stall goods to prepare in the future. It was not that he couldn't afford to burn it. If he was not afraid of committing a crime, it would not be impossible to use the money to burn it as paper. The main reason is that his famous brand is a bit too eye-catching.

With this thought in mind, he turned to look at the main building of the funeral parlor not far away.

By the way, there aren't really ghosts here, right?

Also in the funeral parlor, but in the morgue, a female mortician wearing a white mask was carefully applying the final make-up to the corpse on the morgue in front of her.

She was originally concentrating, but a smile suddenly appeared on her eyebrows. Although her hand movements did not stop, she began to talk to herself thoughtfully.

"What a rude little guy. You didn't even leave the front door. Do you think I won't notice?"

As she spoke, she put the finishing touches on the body and packed up the tools in an orderly manner.

Although she was aware of the intruder, it was not something worth worrying about for her. Ever since she found out that she could not die, she had to deal with these things. Once someone knew about her experience, they would always be unavoidable. There will be trouble coming to your door.

The more you deal with it, the more you get used to it.

She was even in the mood to play with each other.

As I get older, I always like to tease children.

Of course, it is also necessary to confirm what the other party's purpose is, even if it will inevitably fall into the trap in the end.

After packing her tools, she casually took out a copper Five Elements Bagua compass from her pocket and tapped it gently. The gaps in the compass began to gradually light up, and the smile between her eyebrows became brighter and brighter. Play with it.

"Let me see, two people, right? What would you do if you were separated?"

Walking in the silent corridor, looking at the empty rooms on both sides, and against the flickering lights overhead, Zhao Tianxiang struggled to suppress his trembling instinct.

Why the hell do we need voice-activated lights in funeral parlors? !
He hated the voice-activated light, but he couldn't make a big noise to illuminate it.

Since they were sneaking in, even their steps had to be gentle, let alone shouting to have all the voice-activated lights turn on. Wouldn't that be obvious to let people know that they were coming?

However, whether it was good luck or bad luck, there seemed to be no one in the funeral home.

They walked for so long without even seeing a single person. If Mr. Bei hadn't vowed that the person they were looking for was in the funeral home and had never been out, he would have turned around and left now.

There is no other reason, it's just that the atmosphere here is too weird.

"Mr. Bei, how long will it take to find someone like this?" He couldn't help but ask in a low voice. How long would it take for the two of them to find someone in such a large funeral home?
"Look for the security room. There is surveillance there to watch."

Wu Shuang had already thought of a countermeasure. He would first sneak in secretly, find the security room, and then use the surveillance to find the person.

Since the target they are looking for is in the funeral home, it shouldn't be difficult to find the target using surveillance.

It's late at night, what can the other party do?
The only thing to worry about is that since Fyodor can come to find him in person and his attitude is so good, the goal must not be simple.

According to the surveillance records Shikoti obtained from the Abnormality Bureau, he also saw some clues. The Abnormality Bureau was also doubting the identity of the female embalmer, but could not find any evidence. Fortunately, the Abnormality Bureau did not It is not listed as a transcendent, or it has not been confirmed yet.

While he was thinking, he walked through a fork in the road, listening to Zhao Tianxiang's chatter behind him. When he was about to observe the difference between the roads on both sides, everything suddenly became quiet.

Looking back, the fork in the road was gone, and so was Zhao Tianxiang.

Instead, there was a corridor as silent and deserted as before. The voice-activated light flickered once and went out completely.
(End of this chapter)