hello fireman

Chapter 135 Cute Foodie
I tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. When I arrived at the funeral home the next day, I was restless and irritable.

While waiting for the delivery order, she mustered up all her courage and sent Yue Tingchuan a disgraceful WeChat message.

Yue Tingchuan, what are you doing?

Just these simple and ordinary seven words, but she spent half an hour fiddling with her mobile phone.

The long silence caught the attention of Wang Xiuna who was checking her work plan in front of the computer. Wang Xiuna asked her with concern if her phone was broken.

When she answered Wang Xiuna, she accidentally clicked on send with her finger. When she noticed something strange, she looked down and was dumbfounded.

What is she talking about. .

As soon as she thought that Yue Tingchuan might have seen her WeChat, her face turned red with embarrassment.

Quickly put the phone off and threw it into the locker. She went to Wang Xiuna's side to check the body information sent by the system.

"Today is our lucky day, and there are only 8 corpses. Ah...it seems that we can get off work early!" Wang Xiuna pointed to the numbers at the bottom of the computer screen, raised her arms, and stretched her waist.

Only 8 remains?

Miguo felt puzzled. She half-bent down, slid the mouse with her right hand, and browsed page by page of the work plan synchronously transmitted from the work system of the funeral home.

When the page was halfway through, her hand stopped suddenly, her clear eyes slid from top to bottom, and then she pulled it up again. Then, she pointed to the screen and said to Wang Xiuna: "My sister Xiuna, you will be happy if you see it clearly." It's not too late!"

Wang Xiuna retracted her arms suddenly, and her face was flushed. She lifted her buttocks, leaned forward, and leaned her arms on the desk to read the contents of the computer.

She couldn't help seeing it, she widened her eyes, "Damn! It's the one that has been released for almost two years!"

Migo nodded with a smile.

Wang Xiuna's face slumped, "Let me just say, the workload has decreased so much for no reason, so he is playing tricks!"

"But isn't he involved in some major case and cannot be cremated?" Wang Xiuna asked.

Mi Guo shrugged, "It seems that the case should be closed, otherwise, the family members would not have signed the consent form for cremation."

"He's the scariest corpse in our museum! Compared with him, those with missing arms and legs, those with their heads crushed, and those with holes in their stomachs are nothing!"

Wang Xiuna looked towards the corridor, with a weird expression showing anxiety, she rubbed the layer of cold bumps on her arms vigorously, and recalled: "That year, Sun Dayong and I took him into the morgue. I remember that day It was the [-]th day of the lunar calendar, and it was very cold. Sun Dayong and I received a notice asking us to take protective measures and pick up a dead body sent from the police. I thought, what kind of damaged dead body should we have to do well? Measures. I have not been working in the library for a day or two. I have never seen what kind of corpse. The above is so mysterious. Did it scare us? I didn’t take it seriously at the time. However, transporting the corpse As soon as the car arrived, the driver wearing a mask, gloves and a protective suit put a thicker mask on his face and prepared us mentally. I suddenly felt a little confused, thinking that we were not receiving the remains, but like To pick up some highly toxic pathogens, before I could react, they had already opened the car door. I was about three or four meters away from the car door, and Sun Dayong was closer, about two or three meters away. The driver opened the car door to hide from the plague. Hiding aside, I first saw Sun Dayong swaying, then he squatted and vomited, and then I also smelled an indescribable pungent smell of rotting corpses. Ten degrees below zero The low temperature is so low that we can’t smell anything except the cold wind and the smell of dry earth, but we, a group of funeral home workers wearing protective equipment, were collectively smoked to the ground. Like the driver, we went back and added another After returning to the car with a layer of masks and gloves, the smell of the corpse was still inhaled into the lungs through breathing. I retched while helping Sun Dayong to open the body bag. When we saw the swollen and rotten object, Sun Dayong and I screamed in unison, dropped the body bag and ran away."

Mi Guo was fascinated by it, and following Wang Xiuna's narration, a silhouette of a horrible corpse appeared in her mind.

"What happened next? Have you seen him yet?" She asked anxiously.

Wang Xiuna seemed unwilling to recall any more, she covered her mouth, retched, and waved her hands, "I don't want to see him again in this life!"

Mi Guo squeezed Wang Xiuna's shoulder sympathetically, "But today, we are going to meet him face to face."

"Who are you face to face with?" With a hoarse male voice, Guo Taizhuang walked in with a transparent bag.

Mi Guo and Wang Xiuna got up quickly, "Master."

"Master Guo."

Guo Taizhuang put the transparent bag on the table and went to change into work clothes, "Take a good look at the photos and information in the bag."

Wang Xiuna opened the bag and took out the contents.

An enlarged color photo of a male college student in his prime, holding a bachelor's cap in his hand, wearing a bachelor's robe, with a youthful smile on his handsome face.

There is also a page of letter paper with a person's name written on it, and below it are detailed body indicators such as height, weight, and bust.

Pointing at the letter paper, Wang Xiuna exclaimed in surprise, "This is that person!"

Mi Guo took the things in her hand, flipped through them, and compared them with the contents on the computer. She straightened up, "Master, how did he die?"

Guo Taizhuang changed into a white coat, turned around, picked up a teacup, and walked over, "You talk about him. I don't know the details. I heard from the person in the office who gave me the information just now that the young man was envied by his classmates because he was too good. He was tricked into the wild and killed, and then thrown into a deep well. When he was found, his body was already highly corrupted, and it was damaged several times when he was sent to the forensic department, so the condition of his body was very poor.”

"It's more than bad! It's terrifying! I've never encountered such a smelly corpse!" Wang Xiuna shouted.

Guo Taizhuang stopped holding the tea box in the air, and he glanced at Wang Xiuna with a serious expression, "Xiao Wang, have you forgotten your duty?"

Wang Xiuna's expression froze, she lowered her head and muttered in a low voice, "That's what it is...everyone in the museum knows..."

Guo Taizhuang frowned. He glanced at Wang Xiuna, then put down the tea box, picked up the color photo on the table, and said slowly: "Although he has nothing to do with us, looking at the photos, we can see that he He must be a very good child. I heard from people in the office that these photos and materials were sent by the Public Security Bureau. After his accident, his mother became mentally ill due to strong stimulation, and his father became mentally ill due to excessive sadness and fatigue. , this year during the Chinese New Year, he died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Perhaps the public security staff felt that the time was too long, and they could not explain to the victim. Coupled with the victim's miserable family situation, they made some measures to the victim after the case was over. Make up. But you also know that no one will come to his funeral, and no one will remember that he was there in this world. We are in this business, and we cannot use prejudice, discrimination, or even disgust. We should look at the dead from a different perspective. Every life has the right to be respected. Even if it is a mass of flesh and blood covered with maggots, we should use a magnanimous attitude to help him restore his appearance and help him preserve the last precious dignity."

Guo Taizhuang turned the photo over and faced Wang Xiuna and Mi Guo, "Look at how well he smiles, so carefree, so proud, at an ordinary age, and has a bright future. The one who took pictures of him must have been His parents and relatives. They had high hopes for him. They were originally a happy family, but after he was killed, the world collapsed, and all the happiness and bright future came to naught. Miguo, Xiuna, you can Put yourself in the shoes of the victims and think about it from the standpoint of the families of the victims. The old father who passed away and the mother who was mentally abnormal, these tragedies happened because they couldn’t let go of their beloved son and were overwhelmed with grief. If today, even we would dislike it Their poor son loathed the filthy and swollen corpse, what would the unfortunate old couple think if they found out?"

Mi Guo frowned in thought, and took the unusually meaningful photo from Guo Taizhuang, "Master, I will definitely do it well."

Wang Xiuna looked at Guo Taizhuang, and her face suddenly turned red. She picked up the tea box, and while adding tea to Master Guo's teacup, she apologized shamelessly: "I'm sorry, Master Guo, I was too shameful."

Guo Taizhuang waved his hands and smiled, "You can understand the truth, that's the most important thing. Xiuna, don't blame yourself, the body of the victim is really bad, and it is extremely difficult to restore. It seems that today , we don’t want to get off work on time!”

"The master is in charge!" Mi Guo interrupted with a smile.

"You greedy cat! What do you want to eat again?" Guo Taizhuang took the water glass handed over by Wang Xiuna with one hand, and ordered some rice crackers with squinted eyes and a wicked smile with the other hand.

"It's nothing.. A little bit, I want to eat the sweet and sour pork made by Master Li..." The cooking chef in the cafeteria in the restaurant is from the same hometown as Guo Taizhuang.

"Okay, I'll say hello to Old Li, and let him make sweet and sour pork for you! Xiuna, what do you want to eat? Let's talk about it together, so I can pay for it." Guo Taizhuang said.

Wang Xiuna waved her hands again and again, "I can eat anything, I don't choose."

Mi Guo called Miss Xiuna, then puffed up her red mouth deliberately, and said unwillingly: "Then I'm just picky and difficult!"

Wang Xiuna chuckled, and pinched Mi Guo's face, "You are not picky, you are just a standard foodie!"

"Sister Xiuna!" Mi Guo pouted, "Can't you be cute before eating? I'm not a pig!"

Guo Taizhuang and Wang Xiuna looked at each other and laughed. .

(End of this chapter)