I Have a Golden Coffin

　　 Su Bai's body stiffened slightly, and he looked at the door without any movement of his body.

　　 "Boom boom boom..." However, the people outside seemed to be sure that there was someone inside, and they were still knocking on the door.

　　 Seeing that he could not hide, Su Bai took a deep breath, put the mop on the blood stain, and walked towards the door.

　　 "Who?" he asked outside the door.

　　 "It's me, Zhao Kongqing." A man's voice came from outside the door.

　　 Hearing this voice, Su Bai's heart suddenly burst.

　　Zhao Kongqing is Zhao Mingshan’s brother and a plainclothes policeman who participated in Zhu Yingying’s battle before, and he knows him.

　　 "Brother Zhao, what's the matter?" Su Bai picked up his emotions, feeling that he would not show any strangeness, and opened the door.

　　 Zhao Kongqing was still wearing the leather jacket he had before, standing at the door.

　　 At this time, he looked a little depressed, I don't know if it was because of the death of a colleague that affected him.

　　 After the door opened, Zhao Kongqing frowned slightly when he saw the burning brazier: "What are you doing?"

　　 "I'm cleaning, these are garbage in the store, I plan to burn them at night." Su Bai said calmly.

　　 Hearing what he said, Zhao Kongqing looked at the wet ground and nodded: "Then you pay attention to fire safety."

After 　　 finished speaking, he paused, "I am looking for you this time because I want you to help make two urns."

　　 "The urn?" Su Bai immediately understood what he said.

　　 These two urns are for his colleagues.

　　 "What kind of wood do you want?" Su Bai thought for a while and asked.

　　 Hearing his words, Zhao Kongqing frowned, and then said, "Are there any recommendations?"

　　 "There are Nanhai Huanghuali, Indian red rosewood, red rosewood, black sandalwood, golden nan..." Su Bai said the ingredients he had here, and then said:

"I recommend red rosewood. This kind of wood is hardwood. Compared with the softwood of Jin Si Nan, it has a heavy feeling. It is not much different from Nanhai Huanghuali and Indian Pterocarpus. It is also red. It is more atmospheric and expensive. It’s also more affordable."

　　 "Well, yes, that's it." Zhao Kongqing nodded.

　　 "You can write down their names and ages, choose the patterns, and I will be able to make them in about two or three days." Su Bai walked to the counter, took out a notebook and handed it to Zhao Kongqing.

　　 "By the way, how much is it here?" Zhao Kongqing nodded and asked casually.

　　 "You can give seven hundred." Su Bai replied.

　　 Hearing what he said, Zhao Kongqing chose the pattern on the notebook and filled in the name on the notebook.

　　 The price of 700 yuan is indeed very fair and very cheap.

　　 Some factory-processed urns are probably at this price.

　　 let alone handmade.

　　 Su Bai’s handicrafts are also good here near this old street.

　　 Then, Zhao Kongqing put down 700 yuan: "I will pay the money first, and I will come to you to pick it up in three days."

　　 "Okay." Su Bai nodded.

　　 "That's right." At this time, Zhao Kongqing seemed to think of something and looked at Su Bai.

　　His eyes are very sharp, like a falcon, as if he can look directly at people's hearts.

　　 Su Bai saw his eyes, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly.

　　 At this time, he even felt that he had just revealed any flaws.

　　 "Xijiang City has not been very peaceful recently, please pay attention to your safety." Zhao Kongqing picked up a pen and paper and wrote a series of numbers on the notebook: "If something happens, call me."

　　 "Well, okay." Su Bai nodded, and agreed.

　　 Then, Zhao Kongqing left the coffin shop and walked into the darkness.

　　 Not long after, a police car drove out of the darkness and drove away.

　　 Su Bai looked at the police car going away, and there was a cool breeze.

　　 He felt a cold back on his back. At this time, Su Bai realized that he did not know when he was leaking fine cold sweat from his back.

　　 Su Bai discovered that Zhao Kongqing's aura does not seem to be much weaker than Zhu Yingying.

　　 "He is also the resurrected?" He frowned slightly.

　　 But immediately, Su Bai put this thought behind his head. From Zhu Yingying's memory, he could only feel that Zhao Kongqing was very strong, and there was nothing unusual about it.

　　 Besides, how can the resurrected be a policeman?

　　 shook his head, Su Bai closed the door, picked up the stick on the side, and pushed the sawdust away from the stainless steel basin to make the fire burn more vigorously.

　　 But this time he was also lucky. Although he encountered Zhao Kongqing while destroying the evidence, he did not reveal any flaws.

　　 Otherwise, it's really a big trouble.

　　 "Xijiang City has not been peaceful recently." Su Bai put the stick aside, and frowned slightly when he remembered what Zhao Kongqing had just said.

　　 He didn't know why, and suddenly remembered what was discussed in class this morning.

　　 The disappearance of girls from Xijiang No. 2 Middle School may not be accidental.

　　 Now in this city, in addition to Zhu Yingying and her own murderer, there may be other wicked people.

　　 "Be careful about safety in the future." Su Bai thought for a while, put the money away, and picked out a piece of red rosewood wood from the warehouse.

　　 There is nothing wrong tonight, UU reading www. uukanshu.com he planned to make the ashes of the two policemen.

　　 After picking out the wood, Su Bai measured the following with a ruler, and saw the red rosewood wood with a wood saw to make two cuboid shapes.

　　 Then, he saw the two cuboids apart, then took out the polishing machine from the side and began to polish it carefully.

　　 This series of movements is very skillful.

　　 Now the Federation is promoting cremation, so Su Bai, the coffin shop, often receives orders for selling urns, and making urns is no worse than coffins.

　　 By doing this, I was able to achieve that at three or four o'clock in the morning, everything in the stainless steel was almost burnt.

　　 Seeing this, Su Bai stood up and stretched his body.

　　 There was a crackling sound suddenly coming from him.

　　 At this time, in his hands, a very beautifully carved urn had appeared, and the picture on it was vivid.

　　 Su Bai has been taught by his father since he was a child, and his carpentry skills are better than some teachers and fathers.

　　 This is also the reason why his father passed away and he can still receive a coffin and urn business.

　　 After that, Su Bai lifted the stainless steel basin, walked to the faucet, and washed water into the ashes, making the ashes into a paste.

　　 Then, he walked to the street again and poured the paste down the drain.

　　 After finishing these, Su Bai was still a little worried, and washed the stainless steel basin again, and by the way, cleaned up the traces on the street with water.

　　 "Huh..." He exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling satisfied.

　　 Now, the clues to his rebirth are cleared.

　　 But immediately, Su Bai smiled bitterly.

　　 What is this? He was killed, and the murderer had to cover up the traces of the crime.