I haven’t seen my good brother Kawako for a long time. This small gathering is nothing important. The two of them opened their throats and seemed to have endless things to say. Kawako told me that my mood has not recovered during this period, and I don’t want to rush out to find a job. Okay.
Stay with me longer and spend these long and terrifying nights.
When I heard this, I thought it was a great love affair. In this way, I had another helper. I remember when we were in college, we did almost everything together, eating, studying, sleeping, playing basketball, fitness and running. It made our classmates angry
I thought the two of us were gay! But only the person involved knows what happened.
Those who purify themselves will purify themselves. The two of us have a pure revolutionary friendship and are solid brothers and good buddies. Let others say whatever they want! We don’t care! Thinking about it now, I really miss those carefree times.
The days in those days are nothing like now. Every day I face all kinds of corpses and worry about all kinds of things.
There is very little time when my mind is not in a state of high tension. I am just afraid that my life will be taken away by some cruel ghost if I am not careful. Since I entered this industry, I have offended dozens of ghosts at least.
It's unimaginable that there are hundreds of them.
Now it's better. With Kawako's temporary company, I can at least relax a little bit about the things I think about every day.
The two of us drank and chatted freely, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening when we finished. I suddenly remembered that I still had to work the night shift at the crematorium, which felt a little disappointing. Fortunately, this tavern was not very far from our crematorium.
Otherwise, you will be deducted 12 points for drunk driving and it will become a problem for you to travel later.
Kawako and I supported each other and walked back to the crematorium laughing and joking all the way. The car was temporarily parked in front of the tavern (we have long known the owner of this shop, so it will be fine no matter how long we park).
I have a small gathering with Kawako tonight, and I have Kawako with me on duty tonight, so I am in a much better mood.
When I arrived at the all-too-familiar deserted duty room, there were basically no living people here, and the other employees had already finished their shifts and gone back to rest. Suddenly, I remembered that the new employee who had been tortured badly by the evil ghost had experienced
After that incident, I felt I couldn't bear it anymore, so I resigned and left.
There are only a few staff in the crematorium, and it is difficult to recruit workers. When people hear that they are working in the crematorium, they usually turn away. Therefore, apart from the corpses, there are basically few staff in this huge crematorium.
There are no other requirements for working in the crematorium. The only thing is that as long as you are brave enough, you will be the best. My patrolman is famous for his courage. I have been fearless since I was a child.
I was very interested in supernatural things, so after graduation I chose to work in this crematorium where no one wanted to work.
My parents disagreed at first, but with my sharp tongue, I finally convinced my parents. After all, everyone has his own ambitions, and I don't think there is anything wrong with it.
The duty room is empty, with a table and two chairs, but it is very user-friendly and a bed is placed here to rest. Normally I don't sleep here because it feels unclean. And I am alone.
But today is different, I have Kawako to accompany me. The two of us were a little dizzy just now after drinking less wine. After discussion, we decided that one person would be on duty in the first half of the night and the other in the second half of the night. After all, we had to
Leave one person on duty.
I was on duty first and let Kawako rest for the first half of the night.
Kawako was lying on the bed in the duty room. The first half of the night refers to ten o'clock in the evening to three o'clock in the morning the next day. After I sat on the chair in the duty room and stared for a while, I felt that I had sobered up a lot, and suddenly I felt
I was very awake. I felt that I couldn’t waste this long night! Then, I thought of the poor girl that the thing that harmed Li Yi once killed.
I heard that he was cremated at our crematorium. So the basic information from that time should still be available.
I got up and carefully walked to the archives room of our crematorium. Uncle Li always loved me the most. After my persuasion, he gave me a key to the duty room so that I could go whenever I wanted.
You can go there without looking forward or backward.
From the duty room to the archives, you need to walk through a long corridor. There are glass walls on both sides of the corridor. Under the moonlight, this corridor has a deserted and quiet archives room.
I walked slowly step by step, fearing that I would make any noise and disturb the bodies that had not yet been cremated in the freezer. I walked for dozens of minutes in a journey that usually takes only a few minutes. It was almost 12 o'clock when I arrived at the door of the archives room.
I took out the key, inserted it carefully, and opened the door of the archives room. Inside were rows of files, a total of ten columns, each column had ten rows, and each row had countless numbers. Each column was organized according to the
The year and month are arranged clearly and neatly, and someone will check and clean them regularly. Men's and women's files are also placed separately. So there should be basically no file loss.
But I don’t know when the girl was sent here, so it’s not very easy to find her. I have no choice but to find it no matter how difficult it is. I think the time shouldn’t be too long, so I’ll start from the recent one.
I went through each file one by one, taking out each file and looking at the names.
It feels like a long time passed, and finally I found a case that feels very similar. Female, 22 years old, cause of death unknown. She was dismembered when she was delivered, her heart was missing. She asked to be cremated. This made me very excited. It was her.
Just when I was about to open the file with great joy, suddenly the door of the file room opened.
I hurriedly hid, wondering who would come here so late. After waiting for a long time, no one came in at the door, and there was no sound at all. So I walked slowly to the door, looked around and found nothing unusual. Could it be?
Was it blown open by the wind? I clearly remembered to close the door. Forget it, it’s better not to scare yourself.
I closed the door again and returned to where I was before, preparing to reopen the file. At this moment, a fierce knock on the door came, as if the door was being knocked down.
Hey! What's going on? I swallowed and emboldened myself. I walked to the door cautiously again, not daring to take a breath. I called softly, is there someone outside? No one answered. After a while, I didn't dare to breathe.
After a few minutes, I braved myself and opened the door again, and when I looked outside, there was still no one there. It was really weird.
The second time I closed the door hard and carefully checked the door to make sure I was paying attention. But this time I was really not as calm as the first time. I suddenly realized that something was wrong. Why did I open the file door?
There is movement. It seems that someone is preventing me from investigating this matter. It feels like I cannot stay here for long.
I couldn't care about that much anymore, so I hurried back to pick up the file, thinking that this was just a violation! I held the file in my arms, hurried out of the door of the file room, closed the door, and ran all the way back to the duty room.
Because I was so nervous, I was so exhausted that I was sweating profusely when I went back.
When I returned to the duty room, Kawako had already woken up and was sitting on a chair. When I went back and saw Kawako safe and sound, I felt relieved. Kawako said: "When I woke up, I found that you were not here, which scared me.
Jump, I'm not very familiar with the terrain here. I don't know where you have been and I don't dare to look for you rashly. Where have you been and are you back now?"
I said to Kawako: "I just went to the archives and took a look! What did I bring back?"
I didn't tell him what happened at the crematorium just now, because I was afraid that Kawako would worry about me.
Then Kawako and I were about to open the file bag to find out more about this girl. However, something even more shocking happened. When I opened the file, it was empty, with no records and only a blank piece of paper.
Lie flat inside.
I felt something strange when I was in the archives just now. Now it seems that there must be a force deliberately preventing me from getting involved in this matter. It is deliberately causing trouble.
There was no way, the road was blocked again. But when I took a closer look, I found something interesting. Inside the folder of the portfolio, there was a small note that read: "Xunzi, I know you are brave and love many things."
Nosy, but I hope you would be less involved in this matter, and I wish you good luck!"
Isn't this a legitimate threat? How could I listen to you? Once checked, I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter. How could I give up just because of a short threat?
Kawako and I are both a little disappointed that things have developed so far. So far, there is still no clue. The only clue has been cut off due to the intervention of the dark forces. It is really a waste of time and we are extremely disappointed.
But after I calmed down and thought about it carefully, I realized that what happened today was really full of doubts. I could clearly feel that the person who just knocked on the door of the archives room was definitely not some non-human species. It must be a real person knocking on the door.
That person deliberately prevented me from discovering something. Although I didn't see who it was, I was certain that he must be a member of the crematorium. Thinking about it this way, things seemed to have a little more clues, that is, in the crematorium,
Someone must be related to the girl who was brutally murdered. And now they are trying to prevent me from seeking the truth at that time.
Then, my trip to the archives was not in vain. After all, there were very few people coming and going in the crematorium. As long as I paid a little attention to the movements of these people, someone would definitely reveal some flaws.
There is no airtight wall in the world. Sooner or later, everything will be revealed. Nothing can be rushed. As long as there is a reward for any decision or action.
After working for so long, I am very tired. It is time to take a good rest and have a good dream. Go to sleep! I will continue tomorrow.