anger
Must be angry!
"Boss, let's... let's call the police."
The old Taoist priest suggested.
Then, he found that Zhou Ze was looking at him with the eyes of a caring person for a mentally retarded child.
Forehead…
Did I say something wrong
But didn’t you always say that if there is any problem, I should go to the police and be a law-abiding citizen? I have always been implementing your speeches and spirit.
"Old Taoist." Zhou Ze said slowly.
"hold head high."
"Your money was stolen. Are you angry?"
"Of course I'm angry."
"So your ashes were stolen. Are you angry?"
"Forehead… … "
Who the hell is a pervert like you? Your original body has turned into ashes, yet you can still discuss the question of whether to be angry or not.
"I'm going to find that guy."
A black glow began to flow in Zhou Ze's eyes, and his ten nails emitted an eerie light.
"Then, cut him into pieces!"
Why steal my ashes when there are so many other things you can steal? Then I want you to be buried with my ashes.
"That's the cemetery office. Go there and check the surveillance video."
Zhou Ze gave orders to the Taoist priest, who nodded quickly and said, "Okay, you are the boss, do whatever you want. I won't try to guess what you mean."
Zhou Ze broke the door lock of the cemetery directly, and the two walked in. The old Taoist sat down in front of the computer in the monitoring room and began to retrieve the previous videos. At the same time, he locked the camera that could observe the location of Zhou Ze's tombstone.
"At night, during the Qingming Festival."
Zhou Ze gave a specific time.
Because the trace of moving the tombstone has not completely disappeared, it must have happened a few days ago. Otherwise, even ten days or half a month later, Zhou Ze would not have been able to discover this clue.
Even in the future, when you come to worship yourself every year, you may not know that what you are worshiping is not your own ashes, nor your past, but a box of plastic balls.
Then he would come here every holiday to express his grief with a box of plastic balls.
"Boss, if you ask me, since the other party stole something, they would have deleted the surveillance video at the same time. That's what they see on TV.
Let’s check this surveillance video now. It’s the boring plot that I hate to watch the most when watching TV dramas.
It's completely useless and just a waste of time."
Zhou Ze placed his hands on the Taoist's shoulders, his nails gently swaying, the coldness seemed to penetrate directly into the Taoist's body.
The old Taoist was startled and immediately sat up straight, not daring to say anything more, and began to play back the surveillance video seriously.
"stop!"
Zhou Ze shouted.
The Taoist priest immediately pressed the pause button.
"Back a little further."
The old Taoist began to back away, and sure enough, a figure in red clothes appeared in the picture. The surveillance video quality was not very good, and it was night time, so the figure in the picture was very blurry, and one could only roughly see what color clothes he was wearing.
Did you really find it
The old Taoist was a little surprised.
The picture plays slowly.
In the picture, the man in red bent down, holding two scalpel-like objects in his hands and prying open the tombstone. His movements were quick and efficient, and no slower than Zhou Ze's previous use of fingernails.
Then the other party took out the urn, took out a glass container, poured the ashes into it, and then seemed to sprinkle something into the urn. If nothing unexpected happened, it should be that string of plastic balls.
The man put the glass bottle in his arms, then turned his head and looked towards the camera.
From the perspective of surveillance video, it is equivalent to the other party pointing the camera at himself and the person watching the video.
The other party deliberately put his face close to the camera.
This face,
Zhou Ze felt inexplicably familiar with the face; it was an East Asian face with very fair skin.
He began to search for this person's information in his chaotic memory, but unfortunately, because he entered that state when he fought against the Green-Clothed Lady on the rooftop last time, he had serious memory loss at that time, and he couldn't remember who the other person was for a while.
"Amen!"
After saying these words, the other party turned around and left, leaving behind a meaningful smile.
When the other party finally said "Amen", Zhou Ze's pupils suddenly shrank.
The memory scene began to reverse continuously, and finally appeared in the villa surrounded by rape flowers, beside the dining table, where the priest had been standing quietly.
It's him!
He stole his own ashes!
"Boss, do you know this person?" The old Taoist was a little surprised by Zhou Ze's reaction.
"Um."
When the two walked out of the cemetery, it was already past one in the morning. Zhou Ze took out his cell phone and called Xu Qinglang first, but Xu Qinglang was probably drunk and didn't answer.
Zhou Ze could only call Tang Shi.
"What's up?"
"Help me wake up Xu Qinglang, no matter what method you use."
"good."
About half a minute later, a scream came from the other end of the phone.
Afterwards, Xu Qinglang answered the phone with some resentment and cursed directly:
"You are sick, ask her to wake me up!"
"Give me the phone number of the lady who rented our shop."
"Tsk, I found it."
Xu Qinglang heard the suppressed anger in Zhou Ze's voice, and did not continue to complain to Zhou Ze. He immediately started looking for a phone and told him the number.
Zhou Ze called, but a prompt tone came from the other end of the phone: "The number you dialed is turned off, please call again later."
Zhou Ze took a deep breath. Although Tongcheng was only a small city with a population of only a few million, it was very difficult to find someone without any network of relationships here.
Now Zhou Ze urgently needed an outlet for his anger, but he had no way of finding the specific information about the priest.
When I returned to the bookstore in the evening, Tang Shi was sitting inside reading a magazine, while Xu Qinglang was sitting at the bar with some bruises on his face.
"Have you contacted them?" Xu Qinglang asked while applying an egg on his face.
Zhou Ze shook his head.
“Hiss…”
Xu Qinglang felt the pain on his face getting worse. Did he get beaten for nothing
Zhou Ze walked up to Tang Shi and asked, "Is there any way to quickly find someone in this area?"
Tang Shi put down the magazine in his hand and asked, "Scratch the ground with your fingernails and see if you can call out a land god."
"I'm serious."
"I can't help it. Did you lose something?" Tang Shi asked.
Zhou Ze did not answer. Losing his ashes was not a glorious thing. It was even like having his underwear stolen.
It seemed that there was no way out. The lady's phone could not be reached, and Zhou Ze believed that even if the call was reached, it would be very unlikely to find the priest's address and information through the lady.
It seemed that the other party had specifically investigated himself, and he could allow the video surveillance not to be tampered with. The reason was probably that he was very confident in his hiding place and thought that even if someone discovered this, they would not be able to find him.
Suddenly, Zhou Ze thought of something, took out his phone, and dialed a number that didn't have a name saved:
"Hey, who are you?"
A cute little loli voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Ask your sister to come out and talk." Zhou Ze said.
"Who are you? I don't have a sister... Captain, I was just sleeping."
The loli's voice suddenly turned into the tone of a mature woman.
“Help me find someone, a priest from Japan who has been active in Tongcheng recently.”
"good."
Then I heard a voice from the other end of the phone:
biu,
The call was hung up.
Zhou Ze felt a little unreal.
He didn't expect that his new little brother,
Oh no,
It's my little sister.
The efficiency is so high that after I give an order for something, they just say "OK" and go to do it.
"Hey, let me ask you a question." Tang Shi suddenly said.
Zhou Ze looked at Tang Shi.
"Does your conscience still hurt recently?" Tang Shi pointed to his heart.
Zhou Ze didn't quite understand what it meant and shook his head.
"Heh..." Tang Shi laughed, "It seems you are slowly getting used to it."
"Get used to what?"
"I'm used to living without conscience."
Tang Shi stood up, apparently preparing to go upstairs, and reminded: "Don't forget to have tea together tomorrow night."
"I'm not in the mood."
Tang Shi didn't comment and continued to go upstairs.
… …
In a rental apartment, a priest was sitting on a sofa with some pictures and information on the coffee table in front of him. He was sitting there thinking hard and talking to himself.
At this time, the door was opened.
The intern doctor came in and was shocked to see the priest sitting on his sofa. He scolded:
"Who are you and why are you in my house!"
At the same time, the intern reached for his cell phone, ready to call the police, as he thought there was a thief in his house.
The priest appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye, holding his wrist with one hand and his neck with the other.
The phone fell to the ground.
The priest lifted up his neck.
The intern felt a strong sense of suffocation.
The priest remained motionless, maintaining this posture until the intern's eyes slowly began to wander and a hint of viciousness appeared on his face.
"I fed you something made from his ashes, but you turned into a necrophile. What's the point of having this stuff?"
The priest kicked the intern in the butt, and the intern fell to the ground. Then he immediately got up with drool dripping from the corners of his mouth.
"Baji."
A piece of raw pig's trotter was thrown on the ground by the priest.
The intern rushed over, held the meat in his hands and started to chew it. There were still stains of blood from the pig's trotter at the corners of his mouth, but there was a flash of dissatisfaction in his eyes. Obviously, pig's trotters and pork could not satisfy him.
The priest shook his head and sat back on the sofa helplessly.
"It seems that the reason why he turned into a zombie was not because of his body, but because of his soul. It was because that body had housed his soul, so some changes occurred. After ordinary people took it, some abnormalities occurred, but these abnormalities were insignificant.
Not to mention zombies, even zombies can’t do it, except that they have a cute hobby—eating corpses.”
The priest rubbed his hands.
"Then, if it's not the body's fault, then it must be the soul's fault
Wasn't his body in his previous life also original
On the surface, his reincarnation seemed to be arranged by the female ghost.
But is there something actually hidden deeper?"
The priest picked up the coffee and took a sip.
On the coffee table in front of me,
There are photos of Zhou Ze in his previous life, photos of Xu Le, and photos of his sister-in-law.
There is even a photo of the old man who was sent to the hospital that day and stabbed Zhou Ze with his nails.
The priest pulled out a scalpel and chopped up the photo of the old man and his sister-in-law, then heaved a sigh of relief.
“We have to investigate again.”