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Chapter 23 023. Work Log
Chen Qixing killed the original night watchman of the funeral home and replaced him?
Qiao Mu is not a mental patient, so he will definitely not feel that this [Dark Cloud Flower] is playing tricks on him. Living people can lie, but dead people don't know how to lie.

After thinking about it carefully, Qiao Mu realized something was wrong.

In any case, it is impossible for the funeral home to have only one person keeping watch at night.

In this wilderness, if you really encounter any problems alone, it will really make heaven and earth unable to respond, and the earth and earth will not work.

Get at least two.

Qiao Mu had already come up with a vague possibility in his mind.

Chen Qixing came to the funeral parlor to kill people and buy goods. When he was about to leave, he found Qiao Mu coming. He could only pretend that he was a staff member of the funeral parlor and wait for the opportunity to leave or kill Qiao Mu.

Qiao Mu looked at Chen Qixing.

"It should be fine, let's go back, it's too fucking cold here."

He touched his arm and pretended to be cold, using his acting skills that were praised by the Chinese teacher in the textbook drama.

"Walk."

Chen Qixing looked away and flicked the flashlight.

Qiao Mu walked in front, always watching behind him.

After walking out of the morgue, the lights in the corridor went out at some point. It might be a problem with the circuit, or it might be the end of life of the light bulb in disrepair, or some other reason.

In short, in the corridor, there is only a green emergency light on at the front desk of the funeral parlor. The light illuminates the entire corridor green and deep.

The light illuminated the funeral home rules hanging on the wall.

Qiao Mu had an inspiration.

What Qiao Mu saw just now, whether it was the mirrors, toilets, incinerators, or morgues, all meant that this funeral parlor was more or less contaminated and was an anomaly.

So this code is more or less intriguing.

Moreover, Chen Qixing had previously told Qiao Mu not to pay attention to the content of the code.

On the other hand, the above things are very important.

Qiao Mu has a good memory and immediately thought of the last item.

[[-]. In any case, at least one living employee must remain in the funeral home!Please be sure to abide by the rules, and inform or show all visitors the rules, safety first! 】

It means that there must be at least one living person in the funeral home. If Chen Qixing kills other people in the funeral home, then he is the only "employee".

Chen Qixing cannot leave the funeral parlor!
That's why he waited for Qiao Mu here instead of running away immediately after killing the person.

Now, Qiao Mu is here.

What Chen Qixing wanted to do was not to kill Qiao Mu, but to let him stay here to replace him as an "employee".

Thinking of this, Qiao Mu suddenly turned around.

"Tell me, if we are here together to watch and patrol together, do we count as friends?"

He showed a sunny and bright smile.

Chen Qixing looked at Qiao Mu suspiciously when he heard what he said.

But soon, the expression on his face changed and became soothing.

"of course."

Chen Qixing showed a sincere smile.

[Dating Handbook]!
Although Qiao Mu was not sure what Chen Qixing would do to his friend in the future, at least for now, he had to have a good relationship with this person to prevent him from attacking him.

Even if he didn't kill Qiao Mu, Chen Qixing could knock him out, tie Qiao Mu to a chair, and run away on his own.

The two returned to the security room.

The lights here are normal, and the monitor on the computer screen shows the status of each room, quiet and quiet.

"Do you want to drink water?"

Chen Qixing picked up the kettle.

"no need."

Qiao Mu rejected the other party's kindness. Even if the two were good friends now, there was no guarantee that Chen Qixing would not drug Qiao Mu to stun him.

Chen Qixing didn't bother, took a sip of water, sat in front of the surveillance screen again, took out his mobile phone to watch the video, and looked up at the surveillance from time to time, just like a real security guard.

Sitting at the table next to him, Qiao Mu had already made up his mind not to sleep at all tonight.

What if Chen Qixing runs away after he falls asleep?
Among other things, Qiao Mu himself planned to wait for Chen Qixing to fall asleep and run away by himself. This is called judging others by oneself!
Qiao Mu took out his mobile phone and was about to send a message to Zhou Mingke when his hand stopped suddenly.

In the field of vision, bright red text wrapped around the phone, preventing Qiao Mu from pressing the send button.

[Be careful!There are serious penalties for breaking the rules here, and I'm sure you're not a masochist, are you? 】

"Ok?"

Qiao Mu thought about it for a while, and soon realized the reason.

That's the first rule.

[[-]. There are no ghosts in this world. It is forbidden to fabricate, disseminate, and spread ghost stories about funeral parlors. 】

If Qiao Mu told Zhou Mingke what happened here, it would be considered as spreading ghost stories about the funeral home, which would be against the rules.

He could only close WeChat and open the webpage to search for clues about the funeral home in Jiangcheng City.

Thanks to the omnipotent Internet, Qiao Mu quickly discovered the official website of the funeral home and related news.

It's just that these news are very normal, and there is no abnormality here.

Qiao Mu heard from Su Hong that some weirdnesses do have mysterious powers that can blur people's cognition, make everyone actively ignore those parts that are inconsistent, and even directly tamper with sensory cognition.

Perhaps for ordinary people without depth, this funeral parlor is just an ordinary place.

And for those who sink into the abyss and can see abnormalities, this is the real burial ground.

Qiao Mu put down her phone and observed the desktop for a while.

On the table are some common magazines, funeral-related books, and two old-style 16-moment notebooks.

Qiao Mu glanced at Chen Qixing who was on the side. The other party was still watching the short video, and the earthy love song came from the phone, enjoying it.

Reaching out to pick up the notebook on top, Qiao Mu flipped through it.

Sure enough, it was a work log.

According to the rules of the funeral home, the person on duty at night should record all the things he does throughout the day and take photos for archival purposes. If you find that the text in the notebook is less than the photo records the next day, don’t worry about it. If there are more What, you have to pay attention.

This book in Qiao Mu's hand is the latest one. Today is March 1th. He directly turned to the last page with written records. There is no No.[-] description that often appears in horror novels, only the date and a Article matters.

[March [-]]

[The No. [-] incinerator is out of order. The master will come to repair it the day after tomorrow. It is temporarily unavailable]

[The third and fourth lights in the corridor need to be replaced, and the process has been mentioned]

[A body farewell ceremony, no incinerator was used, no abnormality]

[The ingredients purchased today will be delivered, and the warehouse will be checked]

[Patrol at night, no abnormality]

A very simple work schedule. To put it bluntly, a funeral home is just a place to work, nothing fancy.

Naturally, I didn't write today's part, so Qiao Mu turned another page to see the difference.

【March [-]】

[No. [-] incinerator is in poor contact, check after get off work]

[Three farewell ceremonies for the remains, using the incinerator three times, no abnormality]

【Yan Ling is dead】

[Checking the warehouse, there are three days of ingredients left, delivery will arrive tomorrow]

[Patrol at night, no abnormality]

"Ok?"

Qiao Mu saw that there seemed to be an extra inexplicable sentence in the middle.

Who is Yan Ling?

He remained silent and continued to look forward.

【March [-]th】

[No farewell ceremony for the body, no abnormality]

【Fang Jinguo is dead】

【Gao Tengyu is dead】

【Deng Yongrui is dead】

[Patrol at night, no abnormality]

"."

The entire security room was silent, and Qiao Mu's hand that turned the page stopped.

Why is it so quiet?

He raised his head and saw that Chen Qixing had put down his phone at some point and was staring at him.

"What are you looking at?"

Chen Qixing asked in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)