See the Law of Deception

Chapter 62 Wang's Funeral Home (2)

Chen Hai was the one who talked the most. He explained to Lu Jinzhao in a rambling manner: "Since the waiting information mentions customs and eras, there must be some taboos from ancient times mixed in with it."

"While the cell phone still has a signal, we just searched for some taboos related to funerals. Here they are."

"But it's too late now. I took a screenshot. You can take a look once you get on the bus. We've already seen this."

Lu Jinchao confirmed that his teammates were indeed sending friendly signals.

Perhaps because of the small number of people, and considering that the current waiting information suggests that the mission will definitely involve passengers fighting against ghosts, everyone wanted to try to stick together.

It wasn't a bad thing, so Lu Jinzhao didn't show any rejection. She nodded gently and said thank you.

Even though she could recognize these things with just a glance at the waiting information, and she had also studied these related customs and taboos extensively and memorized them, it didn't prevent her from responding to the friendly signals she received from the other party at this moment.

"Phew," she heard the sound of someone next to her breathing in relief.

"What's wrong?" Lu Jinzhao asked.

"Oh, it's nothing. I just saw you walk in and I thought you were the kind of person who was hard to get along with."

"But after talking to them, I found out that it wasn't like that at all, and I breathed a sigh of relief."

Chen Hai scratched his head and answered the question honestly.

The other two nodded slightly, clearly agreeing.

Do I look unapproachable?

Lu Jinzhao was somewhat surprised, as this was the first time she had received this evaluation.

You know, she used to be told things like "she looks very gentle" and "she looks like she has a good temper," and she never thought that one day she would be told that she was hard to approach.

It's quite fresh.

"Yes, a little bit," Chen Hai said modestly.

What he really meant was: it looks like he could kill someone silently.

But he didn't dare.

"Don't worry, I'm not hard to talk to." Lu Jinzhao smiled. Her usual gentle smile dispelled the coldness from her pupils. At least now, when she smiled, she didn't look like a female ghost.

A rumbling sound came from outside, a sound that Lu Jinzhao was already very familiar with.

She was so familiar with the voice that even dreaming about it would immediately wake her up.

That's the sound of a train arriving at the station.

"Let's go, get in the car."

Someone stood up after hearing the sound.

Looking at the three unfamiliar people in front of him, Lu Jinzhao recalled what he had read on the forum: because there weren't many passengers in Yuncheng, and most of them were at lower levels, it was possible to run into acquaintances at lower levels, but it wasn't frequent.

But as you level up, and reach the A or B level, you'll gradually find that you'll encounter familiar faces in almost every mission.

At lower levels, because there are more people, the losses are greater, and new people are always joining, so most of the people coming and going are unfamiliar faces.

It seems that whether she can team up with familiar people again depends on luck.

Lu Jinzhao also learned about the train's method for screening new recruits from the forum.

One of the things she thought of was that touching a blank ticket given by someone else could make you a passenger, but this was an extremely rare occurrence.

More often than not, it is the train's consciousness that makes the selection, mostly choosing people aged 15-45. People older than this age who have a strong will to survive will also be selected by the train.

As for the age range, there doesn't seem to be any pattern.

As she pondered, the ticket inspector's hand reached out from the window. Lu Jinzhao handed over her ticket, and for some reason, she felt that the fear and chill she sensed from the ticket inspector was less than before.

Could it be because she divided her soul into sheepskin?
In the blink of an eye, the ticket inspector returned the ticket to her.

After passing the ticket check, Lu Jinzhao's money for saving his life finally broke through the 2000 mark and reached 2100.

Looking at the increasing amount of money to buy life, Lu Jinzhao couldn't help but sigh. It was better to stay at the lower-level platform for a while longer, so that when he encountered a special destiny at a higher-level platform, he wouldn't be unable to afford it.

The carriage layout remained the same, except that there were only four seats left.

Chen Hai lent his phone to Lu Jinzhao, who looked at the various funeral taboos that appeared on the screen. They were almost identical to those she had found in the materials she had "crammed" over the past few days.

After she finished reading, she returned the phone to Chen Hai and thanked him again.

"Once we're inside, please share anything you discover." Office worker Xiao Ping adjusted his glasses. "Of course, if I make any discoveries, I'll definitely share them with everyone."

"If there's anything you don't understand, we can discuss it further."

"Although I am not very smart, I will try my best to help everyone."

Xiao Ping said this, but Lu Jinzhao didn't take it to heart.

Although he spoke very sincerely, who knows what would happen if faced with a life-or-death crisis?
Perhaps he said these things on purpose to gain the trust of others and increase his chances of survival on the platform?

She thought this to herself, then paused, realizing that her first reaction upon hearing these words was to maliciously speculate about others.

But Lu Jinzhao didn't intend to reflect on anything. Let the speculations be speculations; he'd just consider it a sign that he was being more vigilant.

Besides, she was only thinking it to herself and didn't intend to say anything to disgust others.

The ten-minute journey ended quickly. When the train stopped and the doors opened, Lu Jinzhao saw the outside world.

The train stopped outside a funeral home.

That must be the mission location.

It's no wonder it's a century-old family business.

Just by looking at the entrance, you can tell that the Wang Family Funeral Home occupies a large area.

As they stepped off the train and saw more of the funeral home, they became even more certain that it was probably larger than a typical school.

"Are ordinary funeral homes this big?" Meng Ning asked.

"I don't know, I've never been to a funeral home," Chen Hai shook his head.

Lu Jinzhao had been there, but the Yuncheng Funeral Home was clearly not as big as this one.

A job posting was displayed at the entrance of the funeral home. The group glanced at it, memorized the information, and then pushed open the door to go inside.

Walking through the gate doesn't lead directly to the funeral home; you have to walk along a 100-meter-long cement road. Private cars are parked on both sides of the road, and judging from the license plates, they should all be "local."

After walking along the cement road, the group arrived at the "service hall" of the funeral home.

"This place is quite modern," Chen Hai couldn't help but remark.

Before entering, he thought they would come to an old-fashioned and gloomy funeral home, like the ones in Hong Kong horror movies, but he didn't expect it to be such a modern place.

"Don't let your guard down, there are probably quite a few corpses here."

What's the most unlucky thing on the platform?
It's a dead person, of course.

This place contains a large number of dead people, the majority of whom are elderly.

(End of this chapter)