Grandpa has a unique hand, which is breathtaking.

As long as he is given a photo of the deceased, no matter how badly damaged the body is, he can recover exactly the same as in the photo.

I grew up with my grandfather, inherited his unique skills, and became a famous mortuary.

Unlike ordinary mortuals, they do not work in hospitals or funeral homes, but open a separate store to do business.

Entering this industry has brought me fame and fortune to the same time, but it has also pushed me into the abyss......

All of this starts with that business.

That morning, my grandfather took a job and went out for a few days, leaving me alone to take care of the shop.

This kind of thing often happens, after all, grandpa has made a lot of fame with this unique skill, and there is an endless stream of people looking for him.

That night, when I was about to go to bed, Lao Wang, the corpse mover from the hospital next door, knocked on the door.

When he walked in the door, I knew he was coming. The man who followed Lao Wang in was covered in iron, with a strong smell of rotting corpses. It must have been a way for the hospital to tidy up the remains, so Lao Wang brought him over.

"Xiao Cheng, where's the old man?" Seeing that I was the only one in the room, Lao Wang asked in a low voice.

"I took an order and went out of the house. Why don't I go over? ”

There have been many such situations before, and Lao Wang happily agreed.

But this time he was a little hesitant, and looked at the middle-aged man beside him with a little embarrassment.

The middle-aged man looked at me for a while and nodded at Wang. Then he turned around and went out without looking back, and went straight to the hospital.

When I was packing my things, I understood Wang's worries.

The first is the degree of damage to the corpse, which makes Lao Wang, the corpse mover, frown. To sort out such a corpse, my age, experience, and mind in my early twenties made him feel unreliable. What's more, the identity of that middle-aged man should not be ordinary. Lao Wang is afraid that I can't handle it, and angering the other party will implicate him.

"Xiao Cheng, you go and take a look, if you don't succeed, don't be hard......" Lao Wang said earnestly again.

I didn't take his worries to heart.

Since he left school at the age of eighteen, my grandfather rarely did it himself, and basically I was the one who handled the corpses.

It's been almost five years, and I've dealt with hundreds of corpses, but I haven't seen any tragic conditions?

Follow Lao Wang to the hospital morgue, where the previous middle-aged man was already waiting.

Seeing the dozen or so black-clothed men behind him who were as neat as axes and machetes, he understood Lao Wang's concern just now.

The middle-aged man didn't speak, just handed me a photo.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a wedding photo, with only half of the bride on it, and the groom's half should have been torn off. The bride is very beautiful, even more beautiful than the stars on TV. His eyes were full of tenderness, and there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

After taking the photo and walking into the morgue, I smelled a strong smell of rotting corpses.

The only thing in the morgue was an ice coffin in the middle, and even though the lid was tightly covered, the smell had already washed out.

What's even more unexpected is that the corpse in the ice coffin is also wearing a wedding dress, which is exactly the one in the photo in my hand.

Judging from the swelling of the corpse's whole body, it should be caused by long-term immersion in water. The whole face was no longer distinguishable, and there were even fishy yellow water stains that were oozing out of the corpse.

When I saw the corpse, I was relieved.

This kind of corpse soaked and swollen by water is very common. The corpses recovered from the river are almost all in this condition, but to different degrees. I am also familiar with this kind of corpse.

I opened my backpack, changed into overalls, put on gloves, hats, and goggles, and began to dispose of the corpse.

The damage is sewn with needles and threads, a special paint is applied to tighten the skin, and then powder is applied to make the corpse brightly colored, and then the facial features are processed on the photo, and finally the face is painted with light makeup......

This set of actions went smoothly, and I was secretly glad that the corpse was still completely preserved. If there is a missing, it is more troublesome. For example, grandpa dealt with a car accident before, and most of the nose and lips were not recovered, and they were all made with their own materials.

By the time I stopped what I was doing, the body was almost the same as in the photo. Every time I get to this point, I feel a sense of accomplishment. It's as much a feeling as if a doctor has saved a critically ill life.

When I was about to admire my "masterpiece" again, I was shocked and felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar. The corpse's eyes didn't know when they opened, staring at me.

I've seen a lot of corpses open their eyes.

But this time it was different, the corpse's eyes were filled with despair and grief, and just a glance at it made people hairy. The smile that was originally gentle at the corner of his mouth became even more creepy against the backdrop of these eyes.

What's more, these eyes are completely different from the ones in the photo.

Just as I was about to go to investigate, the door of the morgue was opened, and Lao Wang hurried in with a dozen people outside the door.

When they saw the corpse in the ice coffin, everyone let out a satisfied exclamation.

Lao Wang patted me on the shoulder with relief, and walked towards the middle-aged man with a confident face.

I saw that the middle-aged man took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to Lao Wang, turned around and nodded at me, and then beckoned someone to cover the ice coffin and directly pushed the ice coffin out of the morgue.

"Xiao Cheng, it's still the old rule, I'll take 20%."

As for the next time to withdraw the money and divide the account, I was absent-minded.

When I came out of the hospital, my mind was full of those uncoordinated eyes.

Back at the shop, it was already dawn. After working all night, I felt that my body was hollowed out, and I was extremely tired.

When I took out the contents of my backpack and put them back in place, I was ready to go to bed, only to find that I was still holding the half of the wedding photo tightly in my hand. When I cleaned it up before, why didn't I pay attention to it in the palm of my hand?

Lying on the bed, holding the photo in his hand and looking over and over again, he didn't see anything famous.

The woman's eyes in the wedding photos are very soft, and her smile is very sweet. Why are the eyes of the corpses that can be disposed of creepy? Even the smile on the corner of his mouth is so weird.

Is it the unwillingness to be wronged? But even so, the eyes should be the same.

Thinking of this, I was suddenly startled and immediately got up from the bed?

Could it be that the photo given to me by the middle-aged man is not a photo of a corpse?

The more I think about it, the more I think it's possible, otherwise, how could the eyes be completely different. If the photograph is not the corpse's, then it would explain why the corpse's eyes look incongruous.

What to do? This is the first time I have encountered this situation, which made me panic all of a sudden, but my grandfather was not there at this time.

Just when I was panicking, something more unexpected happened.

Lao Wang is dead.