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Kapitel 5: Chapter 5: Did My Grandpa Get Mixed up in a Rice Dish?

The emergency dispatcher was baffled.

Stealing an old man?

A family dispute? To fight over inheritance?

Such things have happened before. Some children don't visit their hometown for years but instantly jump out to fight for elderly relatives and property when they hear about a house demolition.

"Sir, don't worry, can you tell me what happened?"

"Should I not worry?"

Ma Long complained but still told the truth, "My friend and I came to the cemetery to pay respects to his grandpa. We found that the grave was dug up, and the bones were stolen. We are now at the North City Cemetery. Please send someone quickly!"

???

The dispatcher took a cold breath.

Stealing bones?

How twisted is that?

She quickly composed herself and said, "Sir, please keep your phone on. Our police officers will contact you shortly."

After hanging up the phone,

Ma Long comforted Xu Yang, "Xu Yang, don't be sad... The police will be here soon. There are surveillance cameras in the cemetery, so I believe the thief who stole your grandpa's bones will be caught."

Xu Yang was stunned and didn't know whether to be sad or happy.

Ma Long added, "Bones are external things; they don't represent anything. As long as you have your grandpa in your heart, that's enough."

"Besides, it's been almost four years since your grandpa died. There probably weren't many of his gears left. So even if the thief stole his bones, there's not much they could do to him... Could they possibly burn them and mix them with rice?"

"..."

Xu Yang's body trembled slightly.

My grandpa...

Will be mixed with rice?

On the other hand, the female ghost seemed quite happy.

She circled around Xu Yang, then flew into the grave and joyfully lay down inside the coffin.

Enraged, Xu Yang shouted, "Get out! Isn't it enough that you haunt me every day? How dare you sleep in my grandpa's coffin?!"

Female ghost: "..."

She was angered by Xu Yang's words, her hair flying wildly, blood-stained clothes fluttering, and the temperature in the cemetery suddenly dropped, surrounded by a Yin wind.

Xu Yang glared at the female ghost angrily.

A few seconds later,

the female ghost seemed to realize her mistake, and her aura receded as she floated out of the coffin.

She landed behind Xu Yang, lowering her head like a child who had done something wrong, even reaching out her little hand to tug at Xu Yang's clothes.

Xu Yang's anger immediately evaporated.

However, his grandpa's grave being dug up made him extremely restless.

He irritably said, "Alright, enough with the cute act. If you want a coffin, I'll order you one later... But this one belongs to my grandpa. Now that his bones have disappeared, it's too much to take over his coffin!"

Ma Long: "..."

Seeing this scene, his heart ached!

Sigh...

Poor Xu Yang!

He was already distressed, suffering from hallucinations, and now dealing with such a massive shock that his mental state deteriorated, even cursing at the air?

Would my brother become a madman because of this?

Soon.

The police arrived.

The officer was a middle-aged man who brought along a young apprentice.

After learning about the situation, the officer was also bewildered.

Running to the cemetery to steal bones?

This was too ridiculous, like a fantasy tale!

"From the traces on the grave, it seems to have been dug up yesterday... Xiao Zhang, go check the surveillance."

The middle-aged officer pondered for a moment, made arrangements, then asked Xu Yang, "Your name is Xu Yang? Were there any valuable items in your grandpa's burial goods?"

"No."

Xu Yang said, "My grandpa believed in Daoism and didn't take anything with him when he died."

According to Daoist tradition, no burial goods are needed after death. The body is wrapped in cloth and either buried or cremated.

In Daoist terms, this is called "feather transformation."

"Did your grandpa offend anyone when he was alive?"

"No."

Xu Yang shook his head, "My grandpa was kind-hearted and never quarreled with anyone. How could he have enemies? Moreover, even if he had enemies, they would target me, not steal bones from his grave."

The officer was at a loss for words.

"That's true."

He said with a bitter smile, "Not for money, not for revenge... I've been a police officer for 18 years and faced many cases, but... I've never heard of such a case."

Soon.

Xiao Zhang, who was investigating the surveillance, came back.

His face was strange as he said, "Master, I've checked the surveillance footage of the cemetery and its surroundings. The nearby cameras all malfunctioned between 10 pm and 11 pm last night... I've contacted the relevant departments, but the cause of the malfunction remains unknown."

"Oh?"

Lao Zhang furrowed his brows. With the surveillance issue, this case had become quite tricky.

Whoever stole the bones was no ordinary thief since they could quietly cause all nearby surveillance cameras to malfunction without being noticed.

But for now, there were no leads. The officer could only protect the scene, appease Xu Yang, and tell him to go home and wait for news.

On the way home, Xu Yang remained silent.

Fearing that Xu Yang might do something irrational, Ma Long followed him back to the funeral supplies shop.

Back at the shop, Xu Yang wasn't in the mood to work.

He sat behind the counter, staring blankly at the photo of his grandpa on the wall.

Until 4 pm, Xu Yang suddenly stood up and said, "Ma Long, let's go, let's drink!"

Ma Long knew Xu Yang was in a bad mood and thought that getting drunk might relieve his sorrow. He immediately agreed, "I'll arrange the place. Today, we drink till we drop!"

Perhaps sensing Xu Yang's mood, the female ghost unexpectedly stayed behind at the funeral shop instead of following him.

...

They found a bar near the funeral shop.

Ma Long booked a private room, ordered some grilled skewers and peanuts for snacks, and said, "Waitress, bring us two cases of Xi Xia beer!"

Soon.

The drinks arrived.

Xu Yang lifted the bottle and silently chugged down an entire bottle.

Ma Long followed suit but wasn't as bold, choking after half a bottle and nearly vomiting.

The two drank from afternoon till night, with beer bottles piling up on the table. At some point, Ma Long called over his cousin Zhang Li and her friend.

With lovely ladies to add to the fun, the four drank more.

...

Meanwhile.

Yumin Street, funeral shop.

A dark figure broke the window and entered the second floor of the funeral shop.

He was dressed in black clothes,

wearing a black mask, and a duckbill cap covering half of his face. A pair of sharp eyes glared fiercely, as he searched the second floor of the funeral shop.

"Huh?"

The man was surprised; he heard the sound of the TV.

However...

There was no one in front of the TV.

He sighed with relief.

He stepped forward, muttering, "Did they forget to turn off the TV?"

The popular variety show on the TV featured two young idols chasing and tearing off name tags.

He picked up the remote control and casually turned off the TV.

Female ghost: "...."

On the sofa, the female ghost slowly floated up. Under her long black hair, her eyes flashed with a blood-red light!

......

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