Can a general do whatever he wants?

As agreed with Yan Yue last time, Chen Ming would take Huo Jinnian to the morgue of the police station to retrieve Zhen Jinghong's body.

One thing has always been very strange, Zhen Jinghong was a man no matter what, how could he lose his life so easily when he was assassinated by Mingzhu.

With such doubts in mind, Chen Ming, Yan Yue and Huo Jinnian came to the morgue.

Morgues are really just empty rooms with lots of wooden tables.Some of the corpses on the wooden tables have been taken away by family members, while the rest covered with white cloths are fermented here naturally.After seven days, if no one claims it, it will be burned.

The moment he opened the morgue, the disgusting smell of a toilet forced Huo Jinnian to spit out the maltose in his mouth.

And a little nauseous.

"Which one is the Pillow King?"

Huo Jinnian asked Yan Yue who was leading the way.Yan Yue replied coldly.

"If I say show you, I will show you naturally. Why worry?"

Huo Jinnian kept his mouth shut. Compared to Yan Yue, who was used to the dark and humid morgue, Chen Ming and Huo Jinnian felt uncomfortable the moment they entered the room. Out of psychological effects, they always felt that there were tens of millions of lead on their shoulders. the weight of.

Chen Ming glanced at the table with corpses lying on both sides with his light-colored pupils. The soles of the corpses were exposed, and the skin was gray and black with spots on the skin.

Apparently he died five or six days ago.

The corpse's feet were bound and it was a woman.

"Are most of these victims of serial killings?"

"You can see a doctor and understand this?"

Huo Jinnian pinched his nose and gave Chen Ming a complimenting look.

"Fortunately, it's Ming'er."

Not to be outdone, Yan Yue praised him.Huo Jinnian gave Yan Yue a dirty look, "You think that if you praise him a few words, he will like you, don't think about it. He likes me more than you now."

Which pot does not open which pot.

"He only likes you as a brother and younger brother. Do you want to openly cheat on your old friend?"

As he spoke, Yan Yue pinched the white cloth covering the corpse on the left side, and with a wave of his arm, the white cloth was lifted to the side, Yan Yue let go of his hand and let it float down.The moment the white cloth was lifted, a corpse smell rushed over.

Chen Ming couldn't help pinching his nose because of the awkward smell.

Even if the person in front of him is a pillow he is no longer familiar with.

Huo Jinnian's eyes moved slightly when he saw the gray body in shock, his face was expressionless.

The pillow was startled and died for six days.

"See? Do you want to take him back like this?" Yan Yue stood aside and looked at Huo Jinnian coldly, "However, we don't provide delivery service. You have to carry it back by yourself."

"Yan Yue, can't you be a good person to the end?"

Chen Ming hoped to be more tolerant to Huo Jinnian and provide more convenience.Yan Yue didn't say anything, neither agreed nor rejected Chen Ming's words.It was Huo Jinnian who waved his hand and rejected Chen Ming's kindness.

"No. I will bury him well. Chen Ming, aren't you wondering why he died at the hands of a weak woman? You can know the answer now."

Chen Ming nodded, and walked to Zhen Jinghong's side, he closed his eyes tightly, even the purple bruises on his face could not stop his beauty in life.

It turned out that Zhen Jinghong looked like this. In retrospect, Zhen Jinghong's beard and wrinkles were really too fake.

Chen Ming endured the stench, and gently pressed Zhen Jinghong's throat, abdomen, cavity, etc., he opened Zhen Jinghong's mouth and carefully observed the vertical condition of his tongue.

really.

"As I guessed, he had a rapid increase in breathing just before his death, when he might have asthma or an acute spontaneous hypoxic burst that would have given the murderer a chance."

"You know a lot. He does have a heart problem."

Huo Jinnian nodded without any regretful expression.He alone picked up the white cloth on the ground and covered his body again,

"When he saved me two years ago, he told me he was dying. But he still wanted to be with me before he died. He didn't let me love him, but he wanted to be with me for the last two years, Isn't he a strange person, hehe. We have been together for two years, and there is family affection without affection, isn't it..."

As he said that, Huo Jinnian couldn't hold back his face, and shed three or four tears.

"Brother Jinnian..."

Chen Ming stretched out his hand to comfort him, but Yan Yue who was beside him stopped him.He pressed him into his arms and whispered in his ear: "Don't go there. Let's go."

"But……"

"Walk."

No, but Yan Yue was considered a gentleman, he led Chen Ming out of the morgue to leave Huo Jinnian room to grieve himself.

"To be honest, if Huo Jinnian wasn't a bandit and didn't fight against me, I could still make friends with him."

Yan Yue sat in the guest room of the police station and sighed to Chen Ming.Chen Ming and Yan Yue sat side by side on the Oushi sofa.

"If Zhen Jinghong didn't get sick, the murderer would be arrested immediately, and Yan Mu wouldn't die, right?"

Before Chen Ming got out of his grief, Yan Yue felt distressed and told him: "Wealth is up to fate, life and death are up to God. Maybe, their death is the best destination."

Look what this says.Chen Ming rolled his eyes at him.

"Yan Yue, you are really a cold-blooded animal."

Yan Yue paused and did not deny it. "As long as you stay by my side, I still have some warmth. If you leave without authorization, I don't guarantee that I will do anything."

He went from being tolerant of him to being dangerous.

"Your attitude will only make me more afraid of you."

"Um……"

Yan Yue looked up to the sky and sighed, "It's useless to tell you that I like you, and you won't treat me better. It's better to threaten you."

Chen Ming lowered his head, and the atmosphere with Yan Yue fell into silence.

After about an incense stick, there was a knock on the door of the guest room of the police station.A thorny boy in a black police uniform bowed to Yan Yue, and said righteously: "The people in the mortuary have left, and I hope that General Yan Yue will leave on his own!"

The young man was funny, Yan Yue smiled gently at him and said, "I see, thank you for your hard work."

The young man blushed: "No hard work! The general has worked hard!"

"Hehe, you can really talk." Yan Yue stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Work hard, you will be successful."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Ming and asked him to go out with him, and Chen Ming obediently followed Yan Yue out of the police station.

Chen Ming brushed past the boy, who looked at him suspiciously: "Huh? Male and female."

Before he knew it, Chen Ming was no longer suitable for the old yellow shirt and wrinkled skirt, the two spots of pink on his face faded, and the protruding bone in his throat also appeared.

"Ming'er, isn't it too fast?"

Yan Yue lay on the dining table and stared at the throat of Chen Ming who was eating beside him, feeling depressed.

Chen Ming put down the bowl and chopsticks, turned his head and looked down at him: "Quick what?"

Yan Yue couldn't help touching Chen Ming's throat lightly. Chen Ming didn't refuse his approach. He continued to rub the bulge in Chen Ming's throat up and down, "Growing up. It wasn't obvious before."

Chen Ming held Yan Yue's salty pig's hand rubbing against his neck, "I've grown up. Don't call me Ming Er Ming Er, I don't like it."

"Then what do you like me to call you?"

"Chen Ming is fine."

"I don't think it's good. Everyone calls you Chen Ming. What's the difference between me and others. I should be closer to you."

As he spoke, Yan Yue bent his finger and mosuo mosuo on the back of his hand twice.

Chen Ming let go of his teasing hand in anger.

"When did I get intimate with you!"