Yan Jiu slung her thermos over her shoulder, held up her phone which was currently hosting a live stream, and stepped into the elevator.
Hospital elevators are usually quite long.
This is so that it will be easier to place hospital beds.
The elevator slowly descended.
The elevator cable hissed.
The indicator light is flashing.
The number changes from B1 to B2.
It eventually stopped at B3.
【Ahhh, why is the opening so exciting!】
[Where is the streamer?]
It's so dark! Someone turned off my eyes!
"Please slow down, elevator. I'm not in a hurry."
[An elevator: Guess if I can control myself?]
The comments in the live stream are still going crazy.
Yan Jiu spoke up at the right moment to explain: "With the permission of the director of the city's central hospital, we're going to visit the morgue tonight to broaden everyone's knowledge."
She walked down the stairs, her cheerful voice particularly clear in the spacious morgue on the third basement level.
[Cheese? How did the streamer know I love cheese? Turns out, the streamer and I are secretly in love.]
Why can't I think of such cheesy lines?
[I'm ordering you to retract the above message. I'll send it now!]
The atmosphere of fear vanished instantly.
I can't take it anymore, I'm laughing so hard my abs are showing.
[Don't believe me? Post some photos and see for yourself~evil grin.jpg]
[You guys are so unserious, I love it!]
[Speaking of which, what knowledge is Master Jiu going to share with us? What knowledge is involved in the morgue?]
Yan Jiu didn't read the comments.
She was holding the hair tie in her hand.
Looking for the owner of the hair tie.
12:00 AM.
Yan Jiu arrived at the morgue, which was filled with freezers and mortuaries, and stepped into the corridor.
A sense of biological stillness washes over you.
The atmosphere was oppressive and gloomy.
The place was eerie and gloomy.
Morgue No. 1.
The freezer facing the door had been opened by someone.
It was like the gaping maw of hell.
It could devour any intruder at any time.
[Please protect your privacy with comments!!!]
My mighty army of steel bullets, swiftly protect me!
Why is the cabinet door open?!
[Can this ever get better? 555, watch me pull my feet back under the covers in half a second!]
Knowing that this livestream is a bit scary, why am I still happily waiting here?
Being scared is a sign of my bad character!
[Master Jiu's mental fortitude is amazing!]
Yan Jiu stood in the corridor.
I glanced at the opened cabinet door.
She passed through morgues number 1 and 2.
They slowly walked towards the morgue deep inside.
finally.
She stopped.
It was parked in morgue number 5.
Yan Jiu walked in and quickly spotted a dark figure next to freezer number 029.
[Oh my god!!!]
【Ahhhhhhh!】
What is that thing?
Where is he/she?!
[I'm about to have a heart attack...]
At this moment.
Unaware that Yan Jiu's shadowy figure had turned on a flashlight, the figure said, "XXX foundation is very long-lasting. It's often used to correct the facial features of the deceased, making the skin tone more even and radiant, allowing relatives and friends to better remember the deceased... Who!?"
As he spoke.
The shadowy figure was startled by Yan Jiu.
He pointed the flashlight directly at Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu had nowhere to hide under the light.
She appeared in the shadowy figure's lens.
The dark figure visibly breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me! Are you here to do makeup on the dead too? I'll finish right away and give you the space."
Yan Jiu politely declined: "Thank you, but I don't have that kind of fetish."
When speaking.
Yan Jiu's eyes remained fixed.
Even though the light was blinding, she didn't look away.
It seems completely unafraid of this light.
[That scared the hell out of me!]
Is this person a mortician?
【Seriously? Instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, you're practicing your techniques in the morgue? Seriously?!】
Wait, I think I know this streamer.
[Isn't this a chocolate-flavored cream puff? She's a famous livestreaming saleswoman in the funeral industry.]
What kind of goods can she bring? Funeral supplies?
[I know the answer to this question; it concerns cosmetics belonging to the deceased! Foundation, lotion, etc.!]
Yan Jiu looked at the dark figure that had stepped into the light.
She's a beautiful woman with big, wavy hair.
The morgue was cold and the temperature was completely different from outside, exuding an aura of death.
Amidst the smell of formaldehyde, the other person removed their rubber gloves and turned on the main light in the morgue.
The two livestreamers met in the morgue...
The scene is extremely bizarre!
This is outrageous!
Is it wrong to secretly apply makeup to the deceased?
Otherwise, why would they have secretly melted it away?
Because it's not aboveboard.
You guys understand nonsense literature!
Big Wave politely said, "Hello, my ID is Chocolate Puff."
Yan Jiu nodded.
This indicates that she knows.
Because after seeing the person in front of me.
The system panel couldn't wait to appear: [Ding!]
Item inspected: Chocolate-flavored cream puffs
Note: Premium customer
Mortality rate: 88%,
Time of death: After the 93rd live-stream makeup session.
The host is advised to pay attention immediately!
System: [Host, you are no longer allowed to hesitate about whether to follow or not!]
Yan Jiu narrowed his eyes.
System: [Please~]
Humble system, seeking a host online.jpg
Yan Jiu's lips twitched.
She looked at Puff's face.
What a coincidence!
Today marks the other party's 93rd live stream.
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