I looked at her with a confused expression, "Isn't this yours?"

"My?"

Chen Jiayan turned around and took out a cloth bag, and took out an identical aluminum lunch box from it.

The two lunch boxes lay side by side on the morgue, and we fell silent together.

After a moment, I was the first to ask, "Just now, you didn't send me ribs?"

Chen Jiayan was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head silently.

At first, I thought she was joking with me, but as I confirmed it repeatedly, Chen Jiayan's face became more and more solemn.

Thinking about it carefully, when she saw Chen Jiayan just now, she seemed to have her head half-bowed all the time.

I just thought she was shy and didn't think much of it.

Thinking about it now, I can't help but feel a wave of fear.

Who was the person who brought me food just now?

The most important thing is, what am I eating?

I turned around and ran out of Chen Jiayan's dressing room and went straight to the security room.

This kind of thing can be monitored, and not everyone can see it.

I could only lie and say that the dormitory had been a thief, but I lost my personal belongings, so I didn't have to say anything.

Fortunately, I was familiar with the security guards, and they didn't ask much.

In the surveillance, I can indeed see Chen Jiayan delivering food to me, but as soon as this person turns around and enters the blind corner of the surveillance, he never appears again.

Whether it is the three gates or the various walls, there is no trace of her.

In other words, this person is still in the funeral home!

Before I went out, I borrowed a walkie-talkie from the security captain, and they were in charge of watching the surveillance, and I was in charge of going out to find people.

I don't dare to make a big deal about this, otherwise, the curator will definitely settle accounts with me.

When I went out, I met Ji Canghai as fast as I could.

Although this funeral parlor occupies a hill, it is actually not large.

Except for the condolence hall facing the main entrance, there is an incinerator on the left and a dormitory building on the right.

There are not many places where you can really hide people.

The two of us went their separate ways, and I didn't hear back on the intercom for a long time.

Dozens of minutes later, Ji Canghai's phone called.

His deep voice came over the phone: "I see, I've found him."

I trotted all the way to the bathroom on the second floor of the mourning room.

Ji Canghai leaned out of the door halfway and saw me running up and waved at me.

Instead of locking the door, he used a chair to top it up.

The whole process, without a single sound.

Then, he looked at the squatting positions separated by blue partitions and typed a line on his phone.

"The last one."

I nodded, then took off my shoes and walked barefoot on the tiles, almost completely silent.

Sure enough, a red bar appeared on the door of the last room.

There was no sound at all in the toilet and everything was unknown.

I rushed in, and I would suffer a loss.

I pondered back and forth, no, I still had to make some movement.

I guarded the window behind me, and Ji Canghai guarded the door.

Wait for him to come out by himself, and we will catch turtles in the urn again.

This is the safest way to do so.

Thinking of this, I gently tapped the door panel.

"Bell Bell ......"

I knocked for several minutes, but there was no sound inside.

Okay, this master inside is very patient!

I gave Ji Canghai a look, and he immediately walked over, and I whispered in his ear.

"Break down."

Ji Canghai was not ambiguous, he flew up, and the door panel was directly broken at the waist.

"Oops! My mother!"

The moment the door was broken, there was a scream of pain from inside the toilet.

A moment later, the flying sawdust slowly dispersed, and a bald fat man was staring at me with angry eyes.

It's the curator!

The curator squatted on the toilet pit bare-bottomed, holding his mobile phone in both hands, and his headphones were still in his ears.

The anger in his eyes made me take a few steps back.

Ji Canghai and I were stunned on the spot.

Six eyes met, embarrassed I wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

The curator didn't even bother to wipe his buttocks, he stood up directly, pulling his neck and roaring.

"What the hell are you two going to do?"

Ji Canghai and I looked at each other and smiled awkwardly at each other.

Immediately, I hurriedly explained with a smiling face: "Look, this is not a misunderstanding, I just knocked on the door, and you didn't make a sound, did you?"

The curator ripped off the headphones and threw them directly in my face.

"I didn't hear it with headphones! What's up? I didn't hear you, so you kicked the door?"