I stared wide-eyed at that "me," my breath catching in my throat.
What exactly happened?
Is it a ghost?
A strong sense of fear enveloped me, rendering me unable to move.
At that moment, I finally understood what the deputy curator meant by holding an award ceremony for me.
He really was going to hold an awards ceremony for me, but the person in it wasn't 'me'!
How can there be two of me?
My brain raced as I racked my brains for a solution.
I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't figure out what was going on.
Seeing that "I", Su Mingyang, and two staff members were already carrying the body inside, I quickly followed.
I can't just stand here like this; I have to figure out where this "I" came from and what I'm going to do.
I followed the two of them cautiously, taking each step with extreme care, afraid of making the slightest sound and being noticed.
Su Mingyang and the other "me" were completely unaware of my presence. After instructing the other two to transport the body to the morgue, they walked straight into the funeral home.
I crouched low, using the surrounding buildings and vehicles as cover, and slowly approached.
Upon entering the funeral home lobby, a temporary platform with a red carpet was placed in the center, seemingly prepared for an awards ceremony.
By this time, some funeral home staff had already gathered there and were waiting.
I hid behind a pillar, keeping a close eye on the stage.
Then, "I" and Su Mingyang walked onto the stage, and the deputy curator greeted them with a big smile.
"Welcome, Xiao Chen! You've done a great job this time!"
The deputy curator's voice echoed in the empty hall, yet it inexplicably felt somewhat artificial.
“Deputy Director, this is what I should do.” The “me” spoke, the voice exactly the same as mine, but it sounded incredibly strange, sending chills down my spine.
"This commendation ceremony is to recognize your outstanding performance in special missions."
The deputy director continued, "You have brought honor to our funeral home and made a great contribution to certain special needs of the higher authorities."
My mind was filled with doubts. A special mission?
What special mission?
I hid behind a pillar, barely daring to breathe, my eyes fixed on the stage.
The deputy curator picked up a golden trophy from the table next to him and handed it to "me".
"This is a reward from the museum for you. We hope you will continue to work hard in the future."
Just as I was listening intently to the conversation on stage, trying to find a clue, someone suddenly tapped my shoulder lightly.
A young man was standing behind me.
I know him, Li Hui, who also works at the funeral home handling the transport of remains.
When he first came, I was quite puzzled because very few young people would do this job.
After all, this job is tiring and dirty, and you often get assignments in the middle of the night. Most of the people who come are old men in their fifties.
Later, during a casual conversation, I learned that Li Hui had a very difficult life.
Having lost both parents at a young age, he always looked around timidly during his time in the orphanage, trying his best to adapt to group life.
Other children have distant relatives who occasionally come to visit, but he can only watch longingly, full of anticipation, yet no one ever shows up.
As he grew up, he traveled around trying to make a living, working as a construction worker and washing dishes in restaurants, but he couldn't hold down any job for long.
By chance, he saw a job posting for a mover at a funeral home. Although the job was taboo, the pressure of life made him disregard everything else and he gritted his teeth and applied.
When Li Hui saw my face, he was clearly taken aback, but he didn't recognize me. Instead, he politely asked me a question.
"Sir, I'm sorry to bother you. I've seen you standing here for quite a while. Are you lost? This funeral home is a big place with a complicated network of roads. It's easy for first-time visitors to get lost."
I breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he didn't recognize me.
My mind raced, and I quickly replied, "Sorry, I'm getting old and my eyesight is failing. I got lost after all these twists and turns. I remember my friend said he was waiting for me here, but I can't find him anywhere."
Upon hearing my words, Li Hui paused for a moment, then looked at me with a particularly strange expression.
Seeing that look in his eyes, I almost slapped myself.
Where am I now? At the funeral home!
Is a friend waiting for me here?
Seeing Li Hui's expression change slightly, I chuckled and said, "Young man, don't be afraid. I'm alive. An old friend of mine passed away a few years ago and was buried in your cemetery. I'm waiting for a few old friends to come and remember him."
Sure enough, Li Hui breathed a long sigh of relief after hearing what I said.
This kid isn't mentally strong enough. He's been working at the funeral home for almost half a year, and he still believes in ghosts and gods.
Seeing my sad expression, Li Hui quickly comforted me.
"Sir, don't worry. The funeral home is busy today, with all sorts of people coming and going. Why don't you call and ask for your friend's exact location? Oh, or I could take you to find him?"
I waved my hand and changed the subject, asking, "Young man, what's all this commotion about?"
Li Hui turned around and looked at 'me' on the awards stage, and said.
"Sir, this is an awards ceremony. Our mortician, Xiao Chen, discovered some unusual marks on a body while preparing it for burial. Based on these clues, he helped the police solve a major case. Isn't that amazing? The higher-ups are paying special attention to this matter and have come here specifically to hold an awards ceremony for Xiao Chen."
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