The funeral parlor is recruiting night watchmen, with a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, but only boys. On my first day at work, I bumped into the morgue bell. The old employees were frightened and went crazy on the spot, but I heard the corpse calling my name.
No one knows that I can read the remaining memories of corpses and solve a murder case. From then on, the criminal police captain stopped me from getting off work every day, and the forensic doctor begged me to switch careers and become a colleague.
I just wanted to have a quiet night, but I accidentally became a legend in the police circles. Until the most vicious thousand-year-old bloody corpse was carried in, the lights in the entire funeral parlor were instantly extinguished. In the darkness, it slowly sat up and spoke hoarsely: "Feng Mian, you are finally here."
