leading to the throne

Chapter 17 Chaoyang Industry
After staring at the sign for a while, Colin said uncertainly, "This... looks like a funeral parlor."

On the way here, he made a lot of preparations, even prepared a draft of his self-introduction, thinking about how to introduce himself in front of a bunch of extraordinary people.

"So, I misunderstood it from beginning to end? After all..." he recalled, "Miss Moran never seemed to mention that she would find a job for me in the special search team. Is it my preconceived idea?"

Colin frowned.

"Or, the funeral home is a disguise. After all, it is a supernatural and mysterious organization. When contacting me, they pretended to be the police to handle the case. With their style of work, they have the need to hide their own existence. Therefore, this funeral home may also be a disguise! "

He remembered what the detective had said to himself.

"The police detective said that there is an assessment for joining the team. Maybe seeing through the disguise of the stronghold is one of them?" He thought of the license exam for Quan〇Hunter and the Chunin Exam for Fire〇Ninja in his previous life. There are various assessment methods and it is hard to guard against.

After thinking at the gate for a while, he felt that there were all kinds of possibilities, and decided to be careful and observe carefully.

"I just took the opportunity to try my left eye..."

When Colin made up his mind, a man in his 50s walked out of the gate of the funeral home. He was wearing thick cotton clothes and gloves, with a kind expression on his face: "Hey, man, I have observed you for some time." Now, what are you hesitating about? Who died? Don’t worry, our price is very fair, we can contact a dedicated priest, no matter which faith you belong to, we have a professional funeral team.”

"..."

After a few minutes.

"It turns out that you are here to apply. It's really great! You don't know, we are very short of manpower, especially young people like you!"

Old Bill, the doorman, patted Colin on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Go, I called inside, Chloe is waiting for you."

"Okay, thank you." After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic uncle, Colin's face was full of contemplation.He didn't open his left eye hastily, but based on his intuition, he felt that this uncle was just an ordinary person.

The funeral home occupies a large area, at least as big as two football fields.

The innermost one is a row of two-story small buildings. The shape and style reminded Ke Lin of the community hospital in his previous life. The innermost buildings still had big chimneys.

"Hello."

Walking into the small building, he didn't see anyone else, he asked carefully in the empty and quiet corridor.

On both sides of the corridor are rooms with signs hanging on the door, with words such as "consultation", "contact", "rest", "prayer" and "farewell".

After not responding for a long time, Colin hesitated for a moment, and walked inside. Suddenly, his heart trembled, and he felt whispers coming from the depths of the corridor, as if calling himself.

This is it!

I finally found out the clues!
Excited, Colin no longer hesitated, followed the ethereal and strange call, and walked towards the depths of the corridor. When he reached the end, he turned a corner and faced a glass door with the words "mortuary" on it. words.

"..."

Stopping in his tracks, Colin peeped inside.

There is also a corridor through the glass door, but there are not so many doors. Apart from a large iron door that is closed tightly, there is only one wooden door. The sign beside the door says "forensic laboratory".

"Forensic?"

Ke Lin was very surprised. He didn't know if this was a normal configuration or something unique to this place, but he didn't know much about the functions of the funeral home in his previous life.

In other words, who would have nothing to understand this!
He murmured in his heart, but then he thought again: If it is unique to this place, doesn't it mean that the funeral home may really be just a disguise, then behind this glass door, maybe there is a mystery hidden.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand, trying to push open the glass door.

"Are you Colin Varlin?" A slightly mellow female voice came from behind him.

Colin withdrew his hand and turned around to look. What he saw was a tall woman with big brown curly hair, a pair of big light blue eyes, fiery red lips, a slender neck, and a high chest. She was wearing black underwear A suit and a white coat outside.

She put her hands in her pockets, expressionless: "I'm Chloe Moore."

Introducer?
"Hello, Ms. Moore," Colin calmed down and held out his hand, but the other party did not refuse.

After a quick shake with Colin, Chloe put it back into her pocket, and she said, "I heard from Davelyn that you are her distant cousin and want to find a job here. I have agreed with the curator. Let you practice here, but he is on a business trip now, and you won't be able to see him for the time being."

Why do funeral directors travel?

"Oh, yes." After a moment of hesitation, Colin asked, "Excuse me, Ms. Moore, what is your position here?"

"I don't belong to the funeral home, but their partner." The woman pointed behind Colin, "As you can see, I am a forensic doctor affiliated with the Bursenburg Police Headquarters."

"Forensic..."

The woman in front of him said something serious, which greatly shook Colin's idea that the funeral home was a fake institution. He asked uncertainly, "Does the forensic doctor of the police station work in the funeral home?"

Chloe said lightly: "Although Fort Bolsen is located in the central region, it can be regarded as a satellite city of the capital, but the population and industries here have long been sucked up by Desai City, and it is not much better than the small border towns, let alone , The catastrophe in the past few years has caused a lot of loss of medical care, do you think Fort Bolson can still support a formal identification center under this situation?"

"Okay." After hitting a soft nail, Colin changed the question: "Where should I go now? Also, who can I talk to about salary and benefits?"

"Second floor, the first room on the right, look for old Carl and old William, they will tell you." The female forensic doctor said again: "I helped you come here, but this is just a favor for Davelyn, I think you understand this the meaning of it."

Colin could tell that this young lady didn't want to get involved with him too much, she was just doing a friend a favor.

Too bad, it's becoming less and less like a mysterious institution.

But he could only respond: "I understand, I don't feel that I have any background, and I will work with peace of mind."

Chloe nodded in satisfaction, turned and opened the glass door, and walked into the morgue.

Colin looked at the dark corridor behind the glass door, and could still feel the faint, weak voice calling to him.

"If it's not a mysterious institution, then what is hidden in the morgue?"

Carl Sr. looks to be in his 60s, with white hair, but a strong build. He has a red rosacea nose. Although he speaks in a loud voice, he can't enunciate clearly: "Of course there are young people in the funeral home! My son is young." Karl, and old William's son, William Jr., are fine fellows!"

On the opposite side, William, who was wearing glasses, was in his 60s and had lost a lot of teeth, grinned and nodded.

Colin's heart sank.

"As for your salary, it doesn't matter, the weekly salary is this amount." Old Carl stretched out five fingers.

"Five..." Colin felt bad, "Five thousand crowns?"

"What are you thinking! Five hundred!" Old Carl shook his head, "Young man, you only came to settle here with us through a letter of introduction. Don't aim too high and work hard. I'm optimistic about you."

Five hundred crowns a week?
Three hundred lower than the original!
The monthly mortgage is a little bit reluctant, let alone repaying the debt!
Colin bit the bullet and asked, "Aren't we a municipal institution? Doesn't Bolsenburg City Hall have any subsidies or other benefits?"

"Although we have this brand, we must be responsible for our own profits and losses." Old Carl sighed, "In recent years, it is because Clovis's medical level has improved a lot, and fewer people died. Our business is poor and the benefits are not good. .In the past few years, the country was unstable and there were conflicts everywhere. Our business is booming! But it doesn’t matter. After a few years, when the baby boomer generation starts to die, the business will definitely improve and the salary will definitely increase. Young people, please Hold your breath."

"Yes." Old William pushed his glasses, "Our business also has a peak season and an off-season. Now that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, the income will drop, but when there is famine, turmoil, and plague, the business will be very good. I still remember the big shock. At that time, the corpses were pulled over in carts, and they could not be burned, and there was not enough fuel for the blast furnace! You are still young, so you can afford to wait. According to my research, in five years, the aging will be further aggravated. Policies are more and more biased towards the rich and affairs officials, further reform of the medical system, and some pandemic infectious diseases, the average life expectancy will decrease steadily, and our industry will be a sunrise industry in the future.”

"..."

After a lot of tossing and filling out the form, Ke Lin was successfully hired.

Since he came here, he will be safe. Judging from his current situation, he doesn't have a good choice, although this is really not a mysterious institution.

He does need a job.

"Speaking of which, since I have the ability to conjure souls, I may be a professional in the funeral parlor! Give it a try, the limit of the conjuration skills!"

Soon, the time came to September 12.

"Sigh, the spirit summoning skills seem to be ineffective for ordinary people, or maybe it's because these people have been dead for too long."

Colin, who had been working for three days, pushed the corpse that had just arrived into the freezer of the mortuary, sensed the faint voice of calling, glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner, and 40-year-old Carl, 43 Little William walked out together.

Within three days, he had transported the corpse, witnessed the farewell ceremony, and vomited seven or eight times. He regretfully and helplessly confirmed that this place was indeed just a funeral home.

"Besides that weird summoning voice, the corpse sent here does not contain supernatural elements at all. There is no way for me to resonate with my five senses, and I can't call. In other words, after joining here, it seems that I am farther away from supernatural mystery. !"

After bidding farewell to the two "young people", Colin took his lunch box and walked towards the back of the building.

"Not only that, there is no information related to the mystery in the library and service halls nearby. At most, it is hearsay and randomly compiled notes. In addition, there is very little information about Tebron Pharmaceuticals, even the address. It’s almost been deleted, so this line is also temporarily broken. This means that after bidding farewell to the police detective and killing the wrist-cutter, I can’t get further information! But having said that, The police detective reminded me not to try to track it down until the third level, and it’s okay to let it go temporarily, after all, the police detectives died because of this, and I don’t even have a stigmata, so it’s actually more dangerous.”

Thinking about it, he felt the black wall deep in his heart, and Colin was full of helplessness.

"I have seen the high wall, but I don't know how to transform it. Asking Davelin rashly may also expose my true ability."

Sitting on the lawn behind the building, Ke Lin rubbed the space between his brows and opened the lunch box.

"The desire to earn money while getting in touch with mystery is considered bankrupt. The only hope now is the re-education mentioned by Captain Robin, but the tuition is another problem. I am already in debt and unable to make ends meet. Tuition fees for full-time study."

Suddenly, there was a stabbing pain in his chest, which made him moan uncontrollably. He covered it with his hands and rubbed it lightly. It took 5 minutes for him to recover.

"It's getting more and more frequent. Although it's not as severe as it was when the detective was there, the pain is getting stronger every time, and the duration is getting longer and longer. If it continues, it will kill me in the end!"

Buzz!
Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

He picked it up and saw that it was a text message urging loan payment.

"unlucky!"

Looking at the smoking chimney in the distance, Colin was full of melancholy: "If the special search team can't get through, I might have to find time to find that laboratory. Well, find a chance to resign, but before that, I have to Take a chance to figure out what the call in the morgue is."

Beep!
He was thinking about it when he suddenly heard a rapid alarm bell, and then three police cars drove in through the gate, followed by a refrigerated truck.

"Such an exaggeration, directly transported in the cold chain?"

Realizing that he was coming to work, Colin put down his lunch box and rushed over.

When he arrived at the small building, several policemen were already standing at the door, and the body in the body bag was carried out of the refrigerated truck.

The moment he saw the corpse, Colin's head buzzed, and his five senses buzzed!

"Ms. Moore, we must find out the cause of death as soon as possible and find clues! The Defense Bureau attaches great importance to this matter. Because of special reasons, it is too late to transfer to the capital. This is our opportunity!"

Behind the glass door, Sergeant Bettel filled out the documents, handed a document bag to the female forensic doctor Chloe, and said solemnly: "You are the most capable forensic doctor in Fort Bolsen, I believe, you will be able to Help! This is very important to the entire Bolsenburg police system! You know, this year has not been smooth, but if we can contribute to this matter, there will be a turnaround."

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