Who is this guy Amy talking to?

Look at the house in front of her where only she is speaking, and the quiet corridor behind her.

For a long time, he couldn't help but feel a chill coming from his back.

"Why, do you still want them to applaud you?" Amy turned her head and looked at Jiu Jiu with a smile.

This guy really speaks indiscriminately. If there is really warm applause in this place, it is really haunted.

In case she would make any further fuss, Jiu Jiu gritted his teeth and walked into that room.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath, calm down...

"Amitabha……"

For a long time, I silently recited in my heart to comfort myself.

"Why are you nervous, I'm still here." Amy said, bypassing Jiujiu, and closed the door of the room casually.

"Can you not close it?" Jiujiu whispered, revealing that there was still a bit of guilt in his heart.

"That can't be done. It's a rule. Besides, if Mrs. Wilson finds out, she won't do us any favors."

Jiujiu began to look at this house.

Quietness and cleanliness are the hallmarks of this place.White wall bricks, white ceramic tiles, and the white table, as well as the upper, middle and lower rows of refrigerators made of stainless steel with more than a dozen doors...

"Let's get to work right now," Amy said, turning around and pulling a small cart by the freezer.

It is full of all kinds of makeup tools and some cosmetics in bottles and jars.

She put the car on the edge of the table in the middle of the room.

"Don't stand still, come and help me." Amy greeted.

There was no way out anymore, Jiu Jiu only had to muster up the courage to walk to Amy's side.

Looking at Amy for a long time, her expression became serious, without the usual smile.

She's already at work.

Jiujiu secretly sighed, in front of her, even if he was appreciated by the professor, so what, he didn't want to feel ashamed.

"Help me push the coffin to the table over there." Amy said and walked to a lavender coffin.

Jiujiu also followed.

There are wheels under the coffin, and two people pushed it over easily.

All the processes are led by Amy. Jiujiu said it was a help, but in fact it was just a little helping hand.

Watching her open the lid of the coffin, unexpectedly it was empty.

It's just a piece of paper with a number on it.

Amy took out the note and walked to the freezer door corresponding to the number.

Reach out and grab the handle, and gently pull it outward like pulling a drawer.

"Wow..."

Make a slight sliding sound.

In front of her was a black bag.

Still braving a unit of air-conditioning.

Amy didn't ask Jiujiu to help, but just let her watch from the sidelines.

It should be that she also felt that it was not easy enough to be able to stand here for a long time.

She skillfully and smoothly opened the mouth of the bag, and put the corpse inside onto the cart prepared in advance.

It's really incredible. I usually don't see that Amy's strength can be so great.

When Amy finally moved the corpse from the cart to the table, Jiu Jiu finally got up the courage to look at the corpse carefully.

There was still a trace of cold air on her body.

This is a young woman with snow-white skin, her eyes closed and her face peaceful.

"She is really pitiful, she died at such a young age." Jiu Jiu couldn't help sighing.

It’s just that Amy didn’t respond.

In her opinion, it has long been a habit.

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