Chapter 380 Corpse Retriever

"what sound?"

"Are you crazy? Breaking the rules of the game for a bitch?!"

"No matter what, put No. 4 on the chair first!"

Several people were in a mess. When Du Yu heard the new siren coming from the direction of the cell, he stepped aside. He helped Wang Yuchun out of sympathy, but there was no need to offend everyone for her.

"The alarm is probably not the key to the death of the ghost outside the door. It is just one of the organizer's methods to remind the game participants." There are some things that I understand better than Du. Since the unknown objects appeared outside the iron gate, this matter It has exceeded expectations: "It is a live broadcast of the underworld show. It is not simple. I just don't know who the organizer is and why he does it."

The real answer will soon be revealed. The second testimonial is over, and this killing game will officially come to an end.

I looked at the slightly cruel scene of the electric chair and didn't say much.

Master Wang grabbed Wang Yuchun's arms, Tian Teng held Wang Yuchun's legs, and pressed her on the electric chair. No matter how much she struggled, it was to no avail.

"I'll count one, two, three, let's let go together." Zhang Bei, No. 6, held his helmet and slammed it on Wang Yuchun's head. When sparks erupted from the line behind the electric chair, the three men retreated at the same time.

After gaining freedom, Wang Yuchun immediately reached out to take off the helmet, but before her fingers touched the cold helmet, high-voltage current had already entered the inside of the helmet along the wires.

The picture is a bit cruel. The more beautiful and beautiful something is, the stronger the contrast will be when it is destroyed.

The tender white skin turned into burnt black, and the once beautiful face was beyond recognition.

When the alarm stopped, Wang Yuchun's body was still twitching, and the number of game participants was reduced again.

There was some silence in the hall, and the executioners did not feel any guilt. After two or three minutes, only Tian Teng said: "This woman stinks even more."

Wang Yuchun died, and her name was erased from the projection on the wall behind her, but other than that, no other changes occurred.

"It seems that she is not a killer." Master Wang shook his head. He had been feeling lucky before.

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At four o'clock in the morning, the alarm sounded again. No. 11, who had always kept a low profile, dragged out Wang Yuchun's body and put on his helmet.

When he passed Tian Teng No. 5, I noticed a small detail. Tian Teng's legs were shaking unconsciously, the amplitude was so small that even he was not aware of it.

"Instinctive excitement or fear?" I raised my head and looked at No. 11 quietly. His tall and thin body was like a bamboo pole. He had a Chinese character face, dark skin, and the size of his head exactly matched the helmet: "This person It also gives me a familiar feeling, which is really strange.”

"At four o'clock in the morning, there are still seven people left. As long as two more people die, the game will be over." Zhang Bei's eyes on the 6th swayed between a few people. He first looked at me, then gave up quickly, and finally his eyes were fixed on On Tian Teng, Master Wang and No. 11.

He played with the knife and his eyes became more sinister.

Compared with everyone in the room, No. 11 looked a little special. He was too calm.

"My name is He Bo. Most of you may have never heard of my profession. I am a corpse collector in the lower reaches of the river."

"Since ancient times, there have been people living on the water around the river. A river nourishes life on both sides. The river is the veins of dragons on the ground, but the bottom of the river is the veins of yin and yang."

“I’ve heard of the industry of corpse retrieval, which involves retrieving corpses from rivers and then extorting prices from those who come to claim them. I heard that a corpse can be sold for several thousand yuan, and the income in a year can be at least 100,000 yuan. "Jin Zhouzhe looked at No. 11 He Bo with a dead smile: "I just don't know if any of the corpses you salvaged are ones that I killed and discarded."

"I have heard about this profession in a certain best-selling novel before. The book is called "The Man Who Recovered Corpses from the Yangtze River". The author seems to be..." No. 6 Zhang Bei suddenly looked at Master Wang No. 1 in surprise: "That book The author is called Corpse Face, and you wrote that book!"

"So what if I wrote it? Everything in the book is all made up. How did I know there was such a profession?" Master Wang spread his hands and looked at He Bo curiously: "He has been exposed to the wind and sun, and his body is strong. He really looks like a boatman."

"Salvaging corpses and selling them for money is not illegal, but it is against morality." Du Yu said lightly and stopped talking.

Number 11 on the electric chair ignored everyone and continued: "Bodies don't appear every day. It's true that we are called water ghosts. Many times we make a living by cleaning up the garbage accumulated on the water. Each person is responsible for a fixed section of the river, and the government... The government will provide certain subsidies, and a lot of garbage such as plastic bottles can also be sold for money. Recovering corpses can only be regarded as extra money."

There's nothing wrong with what I said in this paragraph, but I always felt that No. 11 was hiding something. He didn't lie, he just didn't say the most important thing.

"The reason why I was brought here may be related to a flood that happens every few years. The dam upstream released water, and a senior official from Houlian Village downstream drove his wife and children home to visit relatives. Something happened while crossing the Feiku Bridge, and the flood destroyed it. The bridge had been built for many years, and the family was swept into the water."

"I don't know whether the senior official himself was corrupt. After the accident, the senior official fulfilled his responsibilities as a father and husband and desperately tried to get his wife and children out of the car, but he himself sank into the water with the car."

"I was on the shore and witnessed everything. However, when the reservoir was released, boats on the river were strictly prohibited, so I only marked this spot on the shore, and then began to track the high-ranking official's wife and children."

"When the big wave passed, I found the official's wife and son five or six miles downstream. They were both drifting along the river holding a piece of rotten wood. When I arrived, they had not yet died."

"The wife of a high-ranking official wears gold and silver, and has a big diamond ring on her finger. She is very beautifully dressed. Her set of jewelry is enough for me to earn money by fishing for corpses throughout the year."

"The last place where the mother and son stayed is called Pantziwan. The water conditions are complex and inaccessible."

"There were two choices before me at that time. Saving them and sending them to the hospital would cost me a whole day. The additional profit is estimated to be only a few thousand yuan, which is far less than a piece of jewelry worn by an official's wife."

"At that time, I was blinded by lard. I stood far away on the shore and did not reach out to rescue them. I just waited for them to die."

"Then the woman woke up from a coma, and I don't know where she got the strength. She actually waved to me, asking me to save her child."

"In my eyes, her situation at that time was just a flashback. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the woman and child to sink into the water."

"I watched them die before my eyes, then I rowed closer, fished out their bodies with a fork, and tied them to the stern of the boat with a hemp rope."

"I touched the women's pockets, took away all the valuables, and finally sent their bodies to Houlian Village and sold them for a good price." He Bo on the 11th said this with a very calm expression. It was clear whether he was hiding on purpose, or whether he had become numb after seeing too much life and death.

After he finished speaking, he took off his helmet and had the shortest confession time of any of us.

"Is this the end?"

"Is not saving someone the same as direct murder?"

"You don't call it a crime, it's just a moral issue at best."

Everyone had different reactions. I glanced at No. 5 emphatically. Tian Teng was sitting at the table, not even daring to look at No. 11. The fat on his face was covered with beads of sweat.

"No, you're lying." I looked at No. 11, who was about to get up from the electric chair, and my eyes became sharp: "You are definitely not a simple corpse hunter. You must be hiding something key."

"Lying will get you electrocuted." He Bo didn't care, left the electric chair and returned to his seat.

"You know whether you lied or not. It's not difficult to avoid the lie detector test." I stared at No. 11's face with Chinese characters. The more I looked at it, the more familiar it became. My voice gradually became gloomy: "No. 5 Tian Teng can smell it." The stench on other people's bodies makes his whole body tremble when you pass by him. I don't know if he is because of fear or excitement, but one thing is for sure, among all our game participants, your body stinks the most. Strong, you are the most dangerous one among us."

"Maybe." He Bo thought for a moment and then replied: "I have been in the business of removing corpses for more than ten years and have come into contact with hundreds of corpses. The smell of corpses alone cannot explain anything."