When Zhu Jiangjiang stitched the last stitch, the thread was just used up, and she neatly knotted it to finish.

Bamboo branches are bones, cotton wool mixed with rice milk and vulcanized latex is meat, the skin is supported, and the crushed arms are rounded and full again.

Zhu Jiangjiang is sewn intradermally, and the thread is not visible from the outside, but after covering it with foundation for a while, these fine flaws on the body will not be visible at all.

This is a VIP who has unfortunately been in a car accident, and it took a lot of time to repair the craniofacial alone, so the afternoon has passed after the last wound is stitched up.

"Gollum ......"

When Zhu Jiangjiang looked back, Datang's stomach rang again.

"I'm sorry, Master Zhu, but I'm not really hungry, but my digestive function is too good." Datang said with little confidence.

Zhu Jiangjiang looked at the clock on the wall, it showed that it was five forty-five, and the cafeteria would be served at about six o'clock in the evening, and now it was just in time.

"It's okay, blame me for always forgetting to see the time, you can tell me next time you have dinner. Let's push back the eighty-seventh first, and wait for the facial makeup to be the main event, and I won't be able to finish it in half an hour. ”

The two changed their clothes and went to the dining hall, and just happened to see someone at the table next to the door beckoning to Zhu Jiangjiang.

The two people sitting opposite each other are tall and thin, one is white-skinned and polite, and the other is bearded and square-faced, with a simple temperament, and it is the other two colleagues He Wentian and Lu Yifeng who are on the night shift.

The night shift is less crowded, and the tasks are mostly independent, and the tasks are evenly distributed, so there is no competition, and the relationship between colleagues is relatively relaxed than in the morning shift.

Zhu Jiangjiang has been working for a few days, and occasionally he will nod and say hello when he meets them.

"Master Zhu, go sit down, I'll help you cook." Datang asked Zhu Jiang with a smile and Jiang Jiang took her meal card.

Zhu Jiangjiang walked over on crutches and was about to say hello, when suddenly a figure walked past her with a meal, shook the rice plate like a whirlwind, and sat on the empty seat in front of her.

"I'm sorry, but there's someone in this position." Lin Anton said that he was sorry, but he was not half ashamed. It seemed that he was extremely hungry, so he didn't look at Zhu Jiangjiang at a glance, and he ate it with his head down.

There were three people at a table of four, and there were three people left, and the remaining seat was also because he shook the rice plate with too much force, and it was splashed with soup.

"I just didn't bring tissues, so it looks like I'll have to eat with two handsome guys next time."

Zhu Jiangjiang saw that Lin Anton was still resentful of her, so he stuck out his tongue with regret and eased the atmosphere.

"Okay, we'll have dinner together another day." He Wentian smiled apologetically.

After all, the three of them have been colleagues for many years, although Lin Andong is no longer on the night shift now, He Wentian and Lu Yifeng can't help but sell his face.

"Master Zhu, why don't you sit with Master He and them?"

When Datang came out with the meal, he didn't see anyone at He Wentian's table, and after looking for a while, he saw Zhu Jiangjiang sitting alone on the other side of the dining hall.

"The digestion ability is not as good as yours, and you can't eat against the old bacon." Zhu Jiangjiang said with a smile.

"Huh?"

Ignoring Datang's sluggish expression, Zhu Jiangjiang glanced at He Wentian's table, but unexpectedly found that there was an extra person in the fourth position.

The shawl has big waves, and the slim rose-red short sleeves make the snow-white skin crystal like jade. is just a back, but Zhu Jiangjiang recognized this person at a glance as Wang Manli, the "flower of the funeral home".

Looking around, Hong Bin, who was not in the same group, and another colleague appeared in the canteen, not knowing whether to rest or still working overtime.

"When did these guys get together?"

Wang Manli seems to have a good relationship with He Wentian and others, although the canteen is not big, the laughter like silver bells can be heard across the two roads.

"Master Zhu, what are you talking about?" Datang came over.

"Didn't say anything, you hurry up and eat, otherwise you will have to work overtime at night." Zhu Jiang Jiang pushed his big face away with one finger.

After eating, he returned to the Ping'an Building, and Zhu Jiangjiang began to put on makeup.

Craniofacial repair has been done before, and it is not complicated to just apply makeup.

The special foundation liquid to be used was adjusted with oil paint and foundation, and the concealer of the body was handed over to Datang, and Zhu Jiangjiang focused on his face.

The reshaped face has an unnatural glow due to the white latex coating. Zhu Jiangjiang compared the photos of No. 87 before his death, and adjusted several foundation color tests before finally choosing the right shade.

No. 87 usually has light makeup, so Zhu Jiangjiang did not choose to wear eye makeup, and the eyebrows and eyelashes were planted when the white latex was not dried before, and no special treatment was needed.

After applying the base makeup, sweep a layer of shadow on the forehead, jaw, and both sides of the bridge of the nose to reduce the false whiteness, and apply a light blush.

This time there was no need to bother looking for lipstick, and the family of No. 87 sent her favorite lipstick during her lifetime.

Because the reshaped lips are harder, it is not easy to apply makeup. Zhu Jiangjiang applied a layer of Vaseline to her lips before filling in the color with a small brush little by little.

Finally put on the wig, put on the clothes, and the work is done.

Zhu Jiangjiang raised the photo and compared it a few times, confirmed that everything was the same as before his death, and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's amazing, I didn't even have my facial features when I sent it over." Datang exclaimed.

"Let the deceased leave with dignity – that's what our job is all about." Zhu Jiang Jiang smiled.

The time was just right, and when Datang finished cleaning as usual, Zhu Jiangjiang left the Ping'an Building with him after work.

When he walked downstairs to the dormitory, Zhu Jiangjiang suddenly stopped.

"Datang, can you please help me pick up that thing?"

The lights on the side of the road were relatively dim, and the shadows hanging from the bushes affected the vision, and Datang bent down to look for a while, only to see the thing Zhu Jiangjiang said on the railing of the drain.

It was a bunch of keys, and the keychain was a pink cartoon rabbit with a golden disc in the middle of its belly and two keys hanging underneath. Because the keychain is relatively large, it just stuck on the railing when it fell and did not fall.

Zhu Jiangjiang took the key and took a closer look, and made sure that it was Wang Manli's key-

The disc decorated in the middle of the rabbit can be rotated, so it has another name called the transfer tray. This year is the Year of the Rabbit, and I still remember that when Wang Manli just put on the keychain, she deliberately showed off to them.

Because this keychain is different from ordinary keychains, this transfer tray is pure gold, with a net weight of 388 grams, which is worth a lot of money.

"Is this Master Zhu, your key? It's pretty chic, you put it there carefully, and you almost fell into the sewer. Datang asked curiously.

"It's not mine, it seems to be a colleague's."

Zhu Jiangjiang called Wang Manli directly, but the phone was connected and he hung up immediately.

Zhu Jiangjiang called a few more times, but she was prompted to turn off the phone, I don't know if it was out of power, so she could only leave a message for Wang Manli on Lianlian.

It's really strange that the keychain is missing, and it stands to reason that Wang Manli shouldn't be in a hurry; What's more, the key to the house is hung under the keychain, and she can't go home where she sleeps tonight?

With doubts, Zhu Jiangjiang returned to the dormitory, looked at his phone before going to bed, and saw that there was a missed call, but it was an unknown number, thinking that it should be a mistake, so he didn't call back.

"It's more than 11 o'clock, forget it, I'll ask Shi Chongyi 101 tomorrow what the situation is now."

Zhu Jiangjiang saw that the time was not early, so he set the alarm clock and went to sleep.

Unexpectedly, the next day, before she could send a message, Shi Chong took the initiative to come to the door.