I am an undertaker and deal with dead people every day.
They said I was unlucky. My blind dates blocked me as soon as they heard about my job. My neighbors stood against my back in the elevator for fear of catching something.
I don't care.
People who have died are quieter than living people.
It wasn't until late that night that I finished repairing the third unknown female corpse and found a blue fiber between her fingernails.
It's exactly the same as the one from seven days ago.
I started turning over work orders. In the past three months, he has handled a total of seven unknown female corpses. The causes of death were all accidental - car accidents, falls, sudden illnesses.
None entered the criminal investigation process.
He was cremated seven days later and his ashes were scattered into the sea without anyone questioning him.
When I found him, he was standing behind me, smiling and saying:
"Teacher Shen, you made her look like she was asleep. Very good."
——His name is Zhou Mingyuan. Leader of the body transportation team. Seven years into the job.
Also that night, he left a note in the farewell hall where I worked:
"You will also be the one who needs to be fixed."
They asked me if I was afraid.
I said I'm not afraid.
My daily job is to let the dead die with dignity. I've seen so many people afraid of death, but death itself is nothing to be afraid of.
The scary thing is - after you die, no one is waiting for you.
The scary thing is - while you are alive, the person you are waiting for will never come.
Zhou Mingyuan, you are targeting me because you think I am prey.
But what you don't know is——
I do this kind of thing every day.
Waiting for those who will never come.
Waiting for a body changes from "someone is waiting" to "no one is waiting".
Now, it's your turn.
Purpose: To speak for the voiceless is the last dignity of the living.