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"A lot of things are written on your face, such as trouble." Wang Changsheng said a word and walked out.
The young man looked at his back, then lowered his head and began to pick at the noodles in his bowl, but he frowned, not knowing what to think about.
The next day, at around seven o'clock in the morning, Zhang Chao left home and drove to work. He was a native of Chongqing City. He used to be a soldier. After returning home with a resettlement card, he joined a public institution and received a decent salary. Yes, life is relatively stable. He works in a funeral parlor.
Work like a funeral parlor was very taboo in the past and no one cared about it. When I was looking for a partner, when I heard that it was here, I shook my head and thought it was very unlucky.
But in modern times, no matter how many people break their heads, they may not be able to get into this iron rice bowl, which is comparable to that of a civil servant.
At about eight o'clock, Zhang Chao arrived at the unit, parked his car, and walked to the office. At this time, two people walked out of the office building. When they saw him, they waved their hands and said, "Xiao Zhang, don't go reporting, the Ring Expressway is There was a car accident over there and two people died. We have to get out of the car and get them back quickly. The scene has been surveyed."
"Director Yu, can you change someone? I've been driving for several days in a row."
Zhang Chao drives a funeral car, also called a hearse, in the funeral parlor. He specializes in pulling dead people. This job may not seem easy to others and can be quite intimidating, but in fact, to be honest, there is a lot of oil and water, and most family members will give it up. It was 2,300 yuan. I hope the driver can take care of the deceased and earn 2,000 to 3,000 yuan extra in a month, so Zhang Chao's income is still quite good.
Director Yu asked calmly: "Who should I change? Me or the director? Don't you know what you do?"
Zhang Chao smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll go over now."
¡°A moment later, Chen Fang and his colleagues drove a funeral car out of the funeral home, then went straight to the city, and arrived at the location of the accident more than an hour later.
At about 7 o'clock in the morning, there was a series of car accidents on the highway in which a large truck and a small car collided. Two people in a small car were killed, and the people in the large truck were injured without incident. It was quite tragic. of a car accident.
Since the person died on the spot, there was no need to take him to the hospital for treatment, so he could just send it directly to the funeral home and park it in the cold storage, and then just follow the procedures for the rest.
When Zhang Chao and the others came over, the bodies had already been disposed of by the police. Due to the severe squeezing and the tragic scene of the car accident, some parts of the two bodies were separated, so they could not be placed on a stretcher or coffin, etc. Just put it in a body bag.
"Tick tock, tick tock" At this time, Zhang Chao saw blood dripping on the ground in a body bag, and asked: "Huh? What happened? There is still blood?"
"The body was separated by the collision and was broken into several pieces. Didn't you see that the scene was almost full of blood?" the traffic policeman said, pointing to the accident scene not far away.
Zhang Chao's head was a little confused when he looked at the body bag that was dripping blood all the time, and he was still a little panicked. He had been working in the funeral parlor for more than three years, and he had shipped two to three hundred corpses, but before that Zhang Chao He has never been so panicked before, but in the past month or so, he has been frightened every time he transported a corpse.
It was probably at night a month ago. Zhang Chao was on duty that night. At about nine o'clock in the evening, he received a call. An old man died at home and needed to be transported to the morgue of the funeral home, so he called Drove over.
To be honest, although I have been doing this job for a long time, everyone is still a little skeptical about ghosts and gods, and especially when you come into contact with the dead at night, you will definitely be more scared than during the day, especially at nine o'clock After that, there were fewer people and fewer cars at this time, and the temperature began to drop again. And many people know that around ten o'clock in the evening, which is midnight, the Yin Qi will be heavier, and all kinds of lonely ghosts will come out. .
The deceased was an old man in his seventies. He had no relatives and was a lonely old man. He died suddenly and suddenly without any warning on the bed in the nursing home. Before that, his physical condition was still good. The forensic doctor came to the scene first to examine the body and concluded that it was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. At this time, everyone in the nursing home was asleep, so no one knew about the old man's sudden illness, and there was no best chance for rescue.
After the person died, there was no big problem, so the nursing home began to make arrangements for the funeral. They called the funeral home and asked them to take it away. Otherwise, if it was left in the nursing home, it would stink in no more than a day, and the old man himself was a lonely old man. If you don¡¯t have any relatives, you don¡¯t need the consent of your family members.It's time to ask the street to provide proof.
Around ten o¡¯clock, Zhang Chao drove the hearse to the nursing home, then he and the staff put the old man¡¯s body in the car, then drove out of the nursing home and went to the funeral parlor.
Zhang Chao has been doing this kind of work for two or three years, and there was nothing to be afraid of. But for some reason, he felt flustered that night. He always felt that something was wrong. First of all, the old man's appearance looked different. , Generally, when the deceased is older, there will be a bad smell coming from the body, which is the smell of death, and the mouth will be slightly open.
And this old man didn¡¯t smell anything on his body, but his lips were tightly closed, and then there was a slit in his eyes.
Zhang Chao has been working for several years, and this is the first time he has encountered this situation, and he feels quite confused.
Later, something happened, which made Zhang Chao even more confused and panicked, because the journey from the nursing home to the funeral parlor was only a few minutes, about 40 minutes, but Zhang Chao found that he had been driving for an hour and a half. None of them arrived. He didn't pay much attention at first, but later he realized that there were some roads that he had clearly driven once and then returned to.
Then, Zhang Chao had the illusion that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, and a chill ran down his spine.
"Crunch" Zhang Zhao stopped the car and looked back.
"Gudu" Zhang Chao swallowed and suddenly felt that the gap in the old man's half-closed eyes seemed to be a little wider, and the whites inside could be seen.
This rhythm made Zhang Chao dumbfounded. He was wondering whether this was an illusion, or whether the old man's eyes were really about to open.
If it¡¯s the latter, he¡¯s probably going to see a ghost tonight.
"What kind of rhythm is this? It's so scary" Zhang Chao said while wiping away cold sweat. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com