Huang Po's corpse had its hands and feet tied up and was put into the body bag.
At that time, there weren't enough cable ties in the autopsy room, so fine iron wires were used instead.
The forensic doctor and the criminal policeman didn't say a word, but they were really careful with their work. They tied Huang Po's hands and feet with fine iron wires as tight as wrapped zongzi (a traditional Chinese pyramid - shaped dumpling) and tightened them with pliers.
After being burned in the incinerator, the plastic body bag had completely melted, revealing Huang Po's corpse.
There were still plastic melts from the burned black body bag on his face. He had his mouth wide open and was struggling non - stop. Since his hands and feet were tied up with fine iron wires, he could only wriggle back and forth like a snake.
Through the observation window of the incinerator, I could even see the painful and hideous expression on his face.
This was just like burning a living person with tied - up hands and feet in the incinerator.
As I've mentioned before, there are some phenomena when a corpse is being burned. For example, the hands and feet may twitch, the body may sit up slightly, or it may take on a boxing posture.
Those are common phenomena caused by the burning of the corpse in the flames, but they definitely don't include the corpse wriggling and struggling like a snake.
When Xiao Qian and Xiao Sun saw this scene, they were about to step forward to turn off the incinerator and rescue the person.
I quickly grabbed the two of them. "What are you guys doing?"
"The person isn't dead yet. Can't you see? This isn't the reaction of a corpse at all." Xiao Sun said anxiously.
"He's dead. I witnessed the autopsy with my own eyes. The corpse was rotting, and yet it can still move. This is The Living Corpse, not what you think. You mustn't let it out."
I didn't dare let them let Huang Po's corpse out.
I suspected that the escaped female corpse might be something similar.
At this moment, the criminal policeman also said, "Don't touch it. Let it burn. We have the forensic doctor's autopsy results. You don't have to worry about being held responsible."
Xiao Sun and Xiao Qian hadn't experienced such a thing before. But when they heard the policeman speak, they wavered a bit. "Really?"
"Do you think I'd do something illegal while wearing this uniform?" the criminal policeman retorted.
"Can't you two see how long this fire has been burning? If it were really a living person, he'd be roasted by now and have no breath left. Is it normal for him to still be struggling like this?"
To be honest, it's very rare for a funeral parlor to incinerate a living person. Even if a living person is accidentally sent in, they'd die within just a few seconds in the high temperature of over a thousand degrees.
The incinerator has been burning for at least two minutes, and the corpse is still wriggling and struggling inside. What kind of person could have such tenacious vitality?
Huang Po isn't the Monkey King, nor has he eaten the elixir of immortality. How could he last so long in the incinerator?
Xiao Sun and Xiao Qian also realized this and couldn't help taking a few steps back, away from the incinerator.
After taking a few more glances, they couldn't stand the visual impact any longer. They walked to the door of the cremation room, lit cigarettes, and stared at the scenery outside.
The criminal policeman and I silently watched through the observation window of the incinerator as Huang Po's corpse wriggled and struggled inside.
The high - temperature burning damaged Huang Po's skin and flesh. As he struggled, the outer layer of his skin and flesh kept bursting, which looked very much like the special effects in a horror movie.
Just when I was worried that Huang Po's corpse, if it continued to struggle, would turn into a skeleton, the corpse suddenly stopped and there was no more sound.
I exchanged a glance with the criminal policeman, and we both heaved a sigh of relief. This thing has finally calmed down.
"Go to the door and smoke? Incinerating a corpse takes a long time, at least a few hours." I suggested.
"Okay."
Just as we were about to turn around to smoke, we suddenly heard a hissing sound from the incinerator and instinctively turned to look.
Before I looked at the incinerator, I thought it might be the brain matter in Huang Po's head boiling under the high temperature and making a whistling sound as it rushed out of his nose.
When I saw what was inside the incinerator, I was immediately stunned: What's going on?
In the blazing flames of the incinerator, a black snake as thick as a baby's arm wriggled out of the mouth of Huang Po's charred corpse, hissing and spitting out its forked tongue.
The snake was entirely black, and its eyes were not the normal yellow of snakes, but a strange crimson red.
I don't know if it was just my imagination, but when the black snake saw me, its crimson eyes seemed to be full of hatred.
What the heck?
Where did this black snake come from inside the corpse?
Before I could figure it out, the black snake had started crawling towards the incinerator's observation window. It was trying to get out.
Although I couldn't figure out where this black snake came from or what it was, even a moron could tell it was no good. If it got out, we'd all be in big trouble.
I took a quick step forward and quickly closed the observation window of the incinerator, fastening the small steel plate window tightly.
Right after the window was closed, there came a sound of something hitting the steel inside.
Obviously, the black snake was angry after its escape plan was foiled by me.
"What the heck is that thing?" the criminal policeman also saw the black snake and couldn't help asking.
"I don't know, but it's definitely no good. We can't let it out."
Just as I finished speaking, there was another dull thud. This time, a small bulge appeared on the steel plate window.
"Is this thing that strong?! What's it up to?" the criminal policeman looked extremely surprised.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another impact, and another bulge appeared on the steel plate. Even the iron clasp of the small window was a bit distorted.
"Damn! Is this thing gonna break through the observation window and get out?" I suddenly felt a pang of unease and quickly manually turned up the incinerator's burning power to the maximum.
As the temperature inside the incinerator increased, the hissing sound inside became more urgent, and the speed at which it hit the steel plate also got faster.
Bulges quickly covered the steel plate. Some of the bulges even started to turn white, and the iron clasps on the steel plate and the furnace door also began to distort.
The commotion in the room caught the attention of Xiao Sun and Xiao Qian. When the two came over and saw the situation, they were immediately stunned: "What's going on?"
"Quick, find something to block it. Steel plates, iron blocks, anything will do. There's no time to explain."
That black snake looked really evil. If it really got out, the four of us would probably be done for.
It was really difficult to find steel plates and iron blocks at such short notice.
In the cremation room, apart from hammers and iron rods used by the workers, there were only urns.
I was so anxious that I looked around but couldn't find a suitable thing.
In this critical moment, the middle - aged criminal policeman was still experienced. He saw the stainless - steel urn and the iron rod we used to hook the corpse, and said:
"Press the urn with the iron rod and block the opening of the urn with it to prevent it from breaking out."
The rest of us got what he meant. Xiao Sun and Xiao Qian immediately used the iron rods to pick up the stainless - steel urn and pressed it against the steel plate observation window, holding it firmly there.
I also wanted to go and get the iron rod and the stainless - steel urn, but the middle - aged criminal policeman told me: "Keep operating manually and turn up the temperature to the maximum."
As he spoke, his hand was constantly on his waist under the police uniform.
I knew there was a pistol loaded with bullets there.
The question was, would the pistol work on this weird thing?
The crashing and hissing sounds inside the incinerator became even more urgent. Xiao Sun and Xiao Qian were using all their strength to hold it up, but they showed pain on their faces every time there was a crash.
It's going to be a disaster!