The night shift at a funeral home is $300 more, but there will be knocks on the freezer after midnight.
In order to collect medical expenses for his mother, Lu Chen became the night watchman at the funeral parlor in Nanjiang City. On the first night of work, the female body in the No. 3 Freezer begged him through the iron door: Don't let the man outside sign the cremation form, he is not my husband.
From that day on, Lu Chen could hear the last wishes of the deceased. Every time he leaves a testimony for a dead person, he can get a clue from the deceased's memory, and he gets closer to the organization hidden underground in the city that buys and sells life span and identity.
Until a new page opened in the list of the dead, and he saw his name and the date of his death three years ago.
