Shhh, My Funeral Parlor Can Talk

Name: Shhh, My Funeral Parlor Can Talk
Author: Mohua Chengli

by Mohua Chengli

ongoing Mystery Mystery Detective Female Lead

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About This Novel

On the day he turned 23, Qiao Qiao, who was clutching the key to the funeral parlor, had a fever that night. The paper-made golden girl opened her cinnabar-drawn mouth in the moonlight. She leaned against the paper-made exhibit and thought in a daze: Who can help her get her to the hospital with one click? The paper sculpture pillow suddenly screamed: [Young people, don't fall asleep! Damn mobile phone, think of a way! The paper-bound mobile phone under the pile of shrouds flashed: [Okay, but this device does not support first aid in the world for the time being. Then, the engine roar suddenly sounded in the warehouse, Zhizhao Mercedes broke through the door, and the gold foil car lights cut through the night: [Expedited order for tens of billions of coins! Half price for living people! – Opening his eyes in the car, the paper driver in the front seat folded his neck and turned his head, his scarlet mouth split into a jagged gap: "We are about to arrive, please pay attention to safety when getting off the car." When we arrived at the hospital, the doctor on duty's hand was shaking when he picked up the patient: "This, this is not very scientific..." The traffic policeman who was chasing after him looked at the paper car that was reduced to ashes and muttered: "It doesn't comply with traffic laws either." – At three o'clock in the morning, Qiao Qiao was huddled in the emergency room, hanging water, when the infusion pole next to her suddenly spoke: [Infusion pole in seat 3, have you washed your feet that were soiled by a drunkard's urine? Qiao Qiao, who was leaning on the stand, stood upright in an instant and rushed to the toilet. The rusty partition door smiled quietly: [Human beings are very fragile when squatting in pits. A human came in before, where do you think she is now? Qiao Qiao's unburnt brain nerves suddenly became tense. – The next day at the police station, the detective looked through the transcript repeatedly: "How are you sure there is a kidnapper hiding in the compartment?" Qiao Qiao was silent for two seconds: "You might not believe it if I tell you, Men himself spoiled it." It also praised the smoke the prisoners brought with them as smelling better than mosquito coils.