I looked at her confused: "Isn't this yours?"
"mine?"
Chen Jiayan turned back and took out the cloth bag and took out an identical aluminum lunch box.
The two lunch boxes were placed side by side on the morgue, and we both fell into silence.
After a moment, I took the lead and asked, "Just now, you didn't go to bring me the ribs?"
Chen Jiayan was startled, then shook her head silently.
At first I thought she was joking with me, but as I repeatedly confirmed, Chen Jiayan’s face became more and more serious.
Thinking about it carefully, when I saw Chen Jiayan just now, she seemed to have her head half lowered.
I just thought she was shy and didn't think much more about it.
Now that I think about it, I can't help but feel scared.
Then who was the person who brought me food just now?
The most important thing is, what do I eat?
I turned around and ran out of Chen Jiayan's dressing room and went straight to the security room.
But monitoring this kind of thing is something that not everyone can see.
I could only tell a lie, saying that the dormitory had attracted a thief, but what was lost was personal belongings and there was no need to make any announcement.
Fortunately, the security guards and I were fairly familiar with each other, so they didn’t ask any questions.
On the surveillance camera, I could indeed see Chen Jiayan delivering food to me. As soon as this person turned around and entered the blind spot of the surveillance camera, he never appeared again.
No matter the three gates or the various walls, there was no trace of her.
In other words, this person is still in the funeral home!
Before going out, I borrowed a walkie-talkie from the security captain. They were responsible for watching the surveillance, and I was responsible for going out to find people.
Don't dare to make this matter a big deal, otherwise ***, the curator will definitely settle the score with me.
After leaving the door, I met Ji Canghai as quickly as possible.
Although this funeral parlor occupies a hilltop, it is actually not very large.
In addition to the condolence hall directly opposite the gate, there is the incinerator on the left and the dormitory building on the right.
There are not many places where you can truly hide people.
The two of us went our separate ways, but there was still no reply from me on the intercom.
Dozens of minutes later, Ji Canghai called.
His deep voice came from the phone: "I think I found him."
I jogged all the way to the bathroom on the second floor where condolences were held.
Ji Canghai leaned half out of the door, saw me running up, and waved to me.
Instead of locking the door, he used a chair to prop it up.
The whole process was silent.
Then, he looked at several squatting positions separated by blue partitions and typed a line on his mobile phone.
"The last room."
I nodded, then took off my shoes and walked barefoot on the tiles, which was basically completely silent.
Sure enough, the door to the last room was locked, showing a red bar.
There was no sound at all in the toilet, everything was unknown.
If I rush in rashly, I might suffer a hidden loss.
I thought about it back and forth, no, I still have to make some noise.
I guarded the window behind me, and Ji Canghai guarded the door.
Waiting for him to come out on his own, we will catch the turtle in the jar again.
This is the safest.
Thinking of this, I knocked on the door panel lightly.
"Dang Dang Dang..."
I knocked for several minutes, but there was no sound at all.
Okay, the master inside is quite patient!
I winked at Ji Canghai, and he immediately came over. I whispered something in his ear.
"Break the door."
Ji Canghai was not hesitant, and with a flying kick, the door panel broke directly in the middle.
"Ouch! My mother-in-law!"
The moment the door was broken open, a scream of pain came from the toilet.
After a while, the flying sawdust slowly dispersed, and a fat bald man was staring at me with angry eyes.
It's the curator!
The curator squatted on the toilet pit with his bare buttocks, holding his mobile phone in both hands, with the earphones still plugged into his ears.
The anger in his eyes made me take a few steps back.
Ji Canghai and I were stunned on the spot.
Our eyes met, and I was so embarrassed that I wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
The curator didn't even bother wiping his butt, he stood up and yelled at his neck.
"What 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 smile on my face: "Look, this is not a misunderstanding. I just knocked on the door, and you didn't make a sound, right?"
The curator ripped off the headphones and threw them directly in my face.
"I have fucking headphones on and I didn't hear you! What's wrong? I didn't hear you, so you just kicked the door open?"
