After staring at the sign for a while, Colin said uncertainly: "This... looks like a funeral parlor."
On the way here, he made a lot of preparations, even drafting his self-introduction, thinking about how to introduce himself in front of a group of extraordinary people.
"So, I understood it wrong from beginning to end? After all..." he recalled, "Miss Moran never seemed to have mentioned that she would find a job for me in the special search team. Was it me who made the preconception?"
Colin frowned.
"Or maybe the funeral home is a disguise. After all, it is a supernatural and mysterious organization. When they contacted me, they pretended to be police officers to handle the case. With their style of acting, it is necessary to hide their own existence. Therefore, this funeral home may also be a disguise!
"
He remembered what the detective had said to him.
"The police detective said that there are tests for joining the team. Maybe seeing through the disguise of the stronghold is one of them?" He thought of the All-Hunter's License Examination and the Fire Ninja's Chuunin Examination in his previous life. The assessment methods were so diverse that it was impossible to guard against them.
After thinking for a while at the gate, he felt that any possibility was possible, and he decided to be careful and observe carefully.
"I just took the opportunity to try my left eye..."
When Colin made up his mind, a man in his fifties walked out of the door of the funeral home. He was wearing a thick cotton coat and gloves, with a kind expression on his face: "Hey, man, I noticed that you have some problems."
It's time, what are you hesitating about? Who died? Don't worry, our prices are very fair, we can contact specialized priests, and no matter which faith you belong to, we have a professional funeral team."
After bidding farewell to the two "young people", Colin took his lunch box and walked towards the back of the building.
After receiving no response for a long time, Colin hesitated and walked inside. Suddenly, his heart trembled and he felt a wave of whispers coming from deep in the corridor, as if calling him.
"I have seen the high wall, but I don't know how to transform. Asking Devlin rashly may expose my true ability."
Toot toot!
While he was thinking, he suddenly heard the urgent sound of the alarm bell, and then three police cars drove in from the gate, followed closely by a refrigerated truck.
"Forensic doctor?"
Five hundred crowns a week?
Three hundred lower than before!
The monthly mortgage payment is a bit difficult, let alone repaying the debt!
Colin bit the bullet and asked: "Aren't we a municipal agency? Doesn't the Bursenberg City Hall have any subsidies or other benefits?"
A few minutes later.
Thinking of this, he raised his hand and tried to push open the glass door.
Colin looked at the dark corridor behind the glass door and could still feel the faint, weak voice calling him.
"Although we carry this brand, we must be responsible for our own profits and losses," Old Carl sighed. "This is because Clovis's medical level has improved a lot in recent years, and fewer people have died. Our business is poor and our profits are not good.
.In the past few years, there was instability in the country and conflicts everywhere, but our business was booming! But it doesn’t matter. In a few years, when the baby boom generation starts to die, business will definitely get better and wages will definitely increase. Young people, we need to
Stay calm."
"..."
Introducer?
"Hello, Ms. Moore," Colin calmed down and extended his hand, but the other party did not refuse.
Realizing that it was coming, Colin put down his lunch box and rushed over.
"unlucky!"
When he arrived at the small building, several policemen were already standing at the door, and the body in the body bag was taken off the refrigerated truck.
"And except for that weird summoning sound, the corpse that was sent here did not contain extraordinary elements at all. There was no way for me to resonate with my five senses and call out. In other words, after joining here, it seems that I am further away from the extraordinary mystery.
!”
Within three days, he had transported the body, witnessed the farewell ceremony, and vomited seven or eight times. He had regretfully and helplessly determined that this was indeed just a funeral parlor.
"It's becoming more and more frequent. Although it's not as severe as when the detective was there, the pain is getting stronger every time and lasts longer and longer. If it continues, it will eventually be fatal!"
Why do funeral directors travel?
There is also a corridor inside the glass door, but there are not that many doors. Apart from a large iron door that is tightly closed, there is only a wooden door with a sign beside the door that reads "Forensic Medicine Studio".
"Okay, thank you." After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic uncle, Colin's face was full of contemplation. He did not open his left eye rashly, but based on his intuition, he felt that this uncle was just an ordinary person.
Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in his chest, which made him moan uncontrollably. He covered it with his hands and rubbed it gently. It took five minutes to calm down.
Old Karl looked to be in his sixties, with white hair, but a strong build. He had a red nose. Although his voice was loud when he spoke, his enunciation was unclear: "Of course there are young people in the funeral home! My son
Carl Jr., and William Sr.’s son, William Jr., are all great young men!”
That’s it!
Looking at the smoking chimney in the distance, Colin's face was full of melancholy: "If the special search team fails, I may have to take time to find that laboratory. Alas, find an opportunity to resign, but before that, I have to
Find an opportunity to find out what the call in the morgue is."
He picked it up and saw that it was a text message calling for loan payment.
Colin retracted his hand, turned around and looked around. What he saw was a tall woman with big brown waves, a pair of big light blue eyes, fiery red lips, a slender neck, high breasts, wearing a black pantyhose.
A suit and a white coat outside.
Colin heard that this young lady did not want to have too much involvement with him, she was just doing a favor for her friend.
By the way, who would be able to understand this?
He was muttering in his heart, but then he thought about it: If it was unique here, wouldn't it mean that the funeral home might just be a disguise, and then there might be a mystery hidden behind this glass door.
Colin, who had been working for three days, pushed the corpse that had just arrived into the freezer room of the morgue. He sensed the faint call and glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner and the forty-year-old Karl.
Forty-three-year-old William walked out together.
Quickly shaking hands with Colin, Chloe inserted it into her pocket again and said, "I heard from Devlin that you are her distant cousin and want to find a job here. I have made an agreement with the curator.
Let you do an internship here, but he is on a business trip out of town now, so you won't be able to see him for the time being."
"Okay." After hitting a soft spot, Colin changed the question: "Where should I go now? Also, who can I talk to about salary and benefits?"
Chloe nodded with satisfaction, turned around, pushed open the glass door, and walked into the morgue.
Colin's heart sank.
As he thought about it, he felt the black wall deep in his heart, and Colin felt helpless.
After a lot of fuss and filling out the form, Colin was successfully hired.
"So you're here to apply, that's great! You don't know, we are very short of manpower, especially young people like you!"
When he walked into the small building, he saw no one else. He asked carefully in the empty and quiet corridor.
"Hello."
"Five..." Colin felt bad, "Five thousand crowns?"
Now that he's here, he'll make peace with it. Judging from his current situation, he doesn't have a good choice, although this is really not a mysterious organization.
Stopping, Colin peeked inside.
There are rooms on both sides of the corridor, with signs hanging at the door, saying words such as "consultation", "contact", "rest", "prayer", "farewell" and so on.
"If it's not a mysterious organization, then what is hidden in the morgue?"
She put her hands in her pockets and said expressionlessly: "I'm Chloe Moore."
The funeral parlor occupies a large area, at least as big as two football fields.
The doorman Old Bill patted Colin on the shoulder and encouraged: "Go ahead, I called inside, Chloe is waiting for you."
"On the second floor, in the first room on the right, look for Old Carl and Old William. They will tell you." The female forensic doctor said again: "I helped you get here, but this is just a favor to Devlin. I want you to understand this.
The meaning of it.”
"Not only that, there is no information related to the mystery in the nearby libraries and service halls. At most, it is hearsay and randomly compiled notes. In addition, there is also very little information about Teblon Pharmaceuticals, even the address.
Almost all of them have been deleted, so this line is temporarily disconnected. This means that now that I have said goodbye to the police detectives and killed the wrist-slitter, I can’t get any further information! But having said that,
The police detective reminded me not to try to trace it until I reach the third level, and it doesn’t matter if I let it go temporarily. After all, the police detectives died because of this, and I don’t even have a stigmata, so it’s actually more dangerous.”
The seriousness of what the woman in front of him said shook Colin's idea that the funeral parlor was a disguised institution. He asked uncertainly: "Does the police forensic scientist want to work in a funeral parlor?"
"..."
"Speaking of which, since I have the ability to summon spirits, I might be able to work in a funeral parlor as a corresponding major! Let's give it a try and see the limits of my soul summoning skills!"
"What are you thinking! Five hundred!" Old Carl shook his head, "Young man, you can come to settle here only through a letter of introduction. Don't aim too high. Work hard. I'm optimistic about you."
"Yes." Old William pushed up his glasses, "Our business also has peak seasons and off-seasons. Now that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the income will drop, but if there is famine, turmoil, or plague, the business will be very good. I still remember the big shock
At that time, the corpses were pulled over in cars, and they couldn’t be burned, and there was not enough fuel for the blast furnace! You are still young and can afford to wait. According to my research, in another five years, the aging population will further intensify. In line with the domestic
Policies are becoming more and more biased in favor of the rich and bureaucrats. With further reform of the medical system and the advent of pandemic infectious diseases, the average life expectancy will steadily decrease. Our industry will be a sunrise industry in the future."
Sitting on the lawn behind the building, Colin rubbed his eyebrows and opened his lunch box.
Opposite him, old William, who was wearing glasses, was in his sixties, and had lost a lot of teeth, grinned and nodded.
"My desire to make money while getting in touch with the mysteries is considered bankrupt. The only hope now is the re-education that Captain Robin mentioned, but tuition is another problem. I'm already heavily in debt and can't make ends meet. I have to pay it again."
Tuition for full-time study.”
Damn it, it looks less and less like a mysterious organization.
"Are you Colin Varland?" A slightly rounded female voice came from behind him.
In the innermost part is a row of two-story buildings. The shape and style reminded Colin of community hospitals in his previous life. The innermost buildings still have large chimneys.
"Oh, okay," Colin asked after hesitating, "With all due respect, Ms. Moore, what is your position here?"
"Forensic doctor..."
"It's such an exaggeration to transport it directly in the cold chain?"
But he could only respond: "I understand, I won't feel that I have any backing, and I will work with peace of mind."
"I don't belong to the funeral home, but their partner." The woman pointed behind Colin, "As you can see, I am a forensic examiner affiliated with the Bursenberg Police Headquarters."
Finally I discovered the clue!
In excitement, Colin no longer hesitated, and followed the ethereal and strange call, walking deeper into the corridor. When he reached the end, he turned a corner and was faced with a glass door with the word "Morgue" on it.
word.
"..."
Chloe said calmly: "Although Bursonburg is in the Central Region and can be regarded as a satellite city of the capital, the population and industry here have long been sucked up by Desai City. It is not much better than a small border town, let alone
, the major disasters in the past few years caused great losses to medical care. Do you think that under such circumstances, Bursenberg can still support a regular identification center?"
"As for your salary, it doesn't matter. The weekly salary is this amount." Old Carl held out five fingers.
Buzz buzz!
Suddenly, the phone vibrated.
Soon, the time came to December 21st.
Colin was very surprised. He didn't know whether this was a normal configuration or unique to this place, but he didn't know much about the functions of a funeral parlor in his previous life.
He really needs a job.
"Sigh, the soul-calling skills seem to be ineffective on ordinary people, or maybe it's because these people have been dead for too long."
The moment he saw the corpse, Colin's head buzzed and his five senses buzzed!
"Ms. Moore, we must find out the cause of death and find clues as soon as possible! The Defense Bureau attaches great importance to this matter. Due to special reasons, it was too late to transfer to the capital. This is our opportunity!"
Behind the glass door, Sheriff Bertel filled out the form, handed a document bag to the female forensic examiner Chloe, and said solemnly: "You are the most capable forensic examiner in Bursonburg. I believe you will be able to do it."
Help! This is very important for the entire police system in Bursonburg! You know, this year has not been smooth, but if we can contribute to this matter, there will be a turnaround."
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