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Chapter 22 022. Mirror

Before Qiao Mu got up, he sent a WeChat message to Zhou Mingke, briefly saying that he was going to spend the night at the funeral parlor. However, Zhou Mingke only replied to ask Qiao Mu to pay attention to it and did not give him any more information.

He also picked up a flashlight, turned it on, and found it was a little dark. After shaking it, the brightness seemed to become stronger.

"What is said in the game is indeed true."

Qiao Mu followed Chen Qixing to the corridor.

"What do you usually watch on patrol?"

He remembered the funeral home rules at the front desk, which said you couldn't go to the morgue when you were alone.

"Go around every room, there's usually nothing going on here."

Chen Qixing said and opened the door of the room next to the security room.

This is the office. The room is not big. It is dark with the curtains drawn. The light of the flashlight can shine on the cabinets, tables, chairs, computers, etc. that hold the files.

After closing the office door, he walked to the next room.

Qiao Mu looked at the sign on the door, which was the dressing room.

Some people who died miserably need to put on makeup before they are buried, and this room is used for this.

Under the light of the flashlight, Qiao Mu saw a face looking at him.

The face was bloodless, the eyes were lifeless, and there was not a hair on it.

It was a bust of a mannequin doll.

"Fuck, who is so wicked? Why would he put this thing like this without scaring anyone to death?"

Chen Qixing cursed, then walked in, moved the bust to the ground, and covered it with a piece of plastic sheet.

The flashlight in Qiao Mu's hand illuminated Chen Qixing and the room, and he saw a table covered with white cloth, and next to it were cabinets containing cosmetics and various repair tools.

After Chen Qixing finished, the two locked the door and returned to the corridor.

They passed by the empty mourning hall again, where the farewell ceremony for the body was usually held.

Behind the mourning hall is the incineration room.

The night was quiet, but Qiao Mu kept hearing a buzzing sound, like a gas stove that was not turned off.

Chen Qixing opened the door of the incineration room. There was a burning smell inside, mixed with a greasy smell. The dull air made people subconsciously hold their breath, making them feel even more suffocated.

Naturally, the incinerator inside was not opened.

However, Qiao Mu could hear the clearer sound of fire coming from the incinerators.

[Don’t worry, the heat is perfectly controlled here and you will never taste overcooked food! 】

Blood-red words appeared in front of Qiao Mu's eyes.

"All the stoves here are turned off?"

Qiao Mu asked.

"Of course, it would be dangerous to keep it burning."

Chen Qixing asked strangely. He twitched his nose slightly and sniffed the air in the burning room, but found nothing unusual.

Qiao Mu shined his flashlight on one of the incinerators, and he clearly saw that orange-red fire was coming out of the cracks in the furnace. Something seemed to be struggling in it, and the shadows trembled, making the entire incineration room dyed with color. Layers of crazy colors.

"really."

Qiao Mu exited the incineration room.

Obviously, as an ordinary person, Chen Qixing is not deep enough to see these strange scenes.

"I need to go to the toilet."

When he came to the toilet door, Chen Qixing said something.

"Then I'll come too."

Qiao Mu followed.

This is an old-fashioned public restroom. Facing the corridor is a sink and a large mirror. The women's restroom is on the left and the men's restroom is on the right.

The lights in the corridor were very dim, and the mirror illuminated by it was blurry, as if there was a layer of mist.

The light illuminated the shadows of the two people on the mirror. There were only two black shadows, and their facial features and appearance could not be seen clearly.

It's two.

Qiao Mu confirmed.

Chen Qixing washed his hands first before walking into the toilet behind Qiao Mu.

The toilet was also very dark, and the light had not been repaired for a long time. It was dimly lit, as if it would go out at any time.

Qiao Mu found a urinal next to it, pulled down the zipper, and heard footsteps coming from the next door. Chen Qixing approached the urinal.

For a moment, the toilet was silent.

Everyone knows that some people can't urinate when someone is around them. Qiao Mu waited for a while and found that Chen Qixing next door didn't make any sound either.

"How about we two stop tormenting each other? I won't be able to do it if someone looks at me."

Qiao Mu couldn't help but say something.

"Who's looking at you?"

Chen Qixing's voice suddenly came from behind Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu was stunned.

From the corner of his eye, he did catch a glimpse of a person standing in front of the urinal next to his.

The man was dressed in pitch black, like a cloud.

Qiao Mu immediately turned his head.

But the urinal next to him was empty.

Chen Qixing walked behind Qiao Mu.

"Hurry up, I'll wait for you outside."

The light of the flashlight swept behind Qiao Mu, and his footsteps left the toilet.

Qiao Mu used the dim light to confirm again.

Nothing at all.

He quickly finished using the toilet and turned around to glance at the stalls.

Almost all the slightly old cubicle doors were open, except for the one closest to the window.

Qiao Mu turned around and left the toilet.

However, the moment his eyes turned, he seemed to see a pale hand suddenly retracting from the crack of the ajar door.

"Remember to close the door when you use the toilet."

He muttered and walked outside the toilet.

Turning on the faucet of the sink, Qiao Mu let the cold water wash over his hands. Chen Qixing was waiting behind him, his flashlight lighting up the corridor.

With some water on her hand, Qiao Mu raised her head.

There were only two black shadows in the blurry mirror.

Qiao Mu couldn't help but wipe it with his hand.

The moist and sticky mist was stroked away by Qiao Mu's palm, and a face was reflected in the smooth mirror.

It was pitch black, with only two pale eyes without pupils staring at Qiao Mu.

[Hey, be careful with this guy, it’s ready to pull you in at any time, turning a blind eye is the best way to deal with it! 】

Qiao Mu glanced at Chen Qixing in the mirror, it looked normal.

The black shadow disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only Qiao Mu's slightly malnourished face.

"Back to Nantian, it's too humid."

Chen Qixing complained.

"Do we still need to inspect the morgue?"

Qiao Mu waved his hand, picked up the flashlight placed on the edge of the pool, and asked.

According to the rules of the funeral home, one cannot enter the morgue when alone, but now that there are two of them, Qiao Mu doesn't know if the rules still need to be followed.

"Yes, of course."

Chen Qixing said matter-of-factly.

He walked to the morgue where they had been before, carrying a flashlight.

Since I have been here once before, I am very familiar with it this time.

Under the cool-toned energy-saving lamps, the freezers stood quietly in place like solemn guards.

Qiao Mu followed Chen Qixing and scanned the gaps in the freezers one by one.

Soon, they arrived at freezer No. 4.

Chen Qixing's flashlight swept around, illuminating the gaps between the blocked freezers. They were empty.

He kept going.

Qiao Mu glanced casually.

He saw a woman in a red dress standing there.

The woman's hair covered most of her face, and she could only vaguely see her pale skin and overly bright red lips.

The red dress exposed her arms and calves. Qiao Mu saw that they were densely covered with various scratches. This look seemed familiar to Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu looked at each other's eyes covered by black hair for a moment.

Ding dong——

Suddenly, Qiao Mu's phone vibrated. He looked down and found several messages from the netizen.

[Flower of Dark Clouds]: Doctor, I just remembered something.

[Flower of Dark Clouds]: I was wondering, could my illness be related to work?

[Psychiatrist Qiao Mu]: What is your job?

Qiao Mu typed immediately.

Within a moment, the other party had a reply.

[Flower of Dark Clouds]: I work in a funeral home and often keep vigils.

Qiao Mu looked up suddenly when he saw these words.

He saw that four or five steps away from him, Chen Qixing had reached the end of the morgue corridor and was turning around. The light of the flashlight made it difficult for Qiao Mu to see clearly the person behind him.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Qixing's voice seemed to become a little distant.

Qiao Mu blocked the light of the flashlight with his hand. He saw Chen Qixing approaching and put down the flashlight.

Just as Qiao Mu was about to speak, he realized that Chen Qixing's eyes were not on him.

The night watchman's eyes fell on the empty freezer next to Qiao Mu.

At this moment, the woman in red was standing there.

Only one thought came to Qiao Mu's mind.

——He can see it.

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