Soon, the drawing of lots ended.
"Come, come, come. Don't form cliques or whisper to each other. Give me the number you drew. I'll help you arrange the rooms for tonight's test.”
"Ahem…please take two steps forward.”
"Zuo Xiaohan, Chen Jiao…Room 3!”
Wang Fugui's words caused a commotion among the remaining people.
All the boys in the crowd looked at Zuo Xiaohan with envy.
The girls gathered together to gossip. After all, among the people who came for the interview, Zuo Xiaohan and Chen Jiao had the most outstanding appearance.
Zuo Xiaohan was 1.78 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure and an ordinary appearance like a Hong Kong celebrity.
Chen Jiao was about 1.68 meters tall. With a pair of 2cm heels and a pair of washed jeans, her legs were straight and tight, and her figure was slim and slender.
The two of them looked very compatible when they stood together. It was no wonder that others could not help but think too much.
Now that a handsome man and a beautiful woman had gathered in a room and spent a night together, who knew what kind of exciting story would happen.
Of course, it would be even better if the morgue was replaced by an ordinary hotel.
"Lin Xiaoming, Yang Shuang, room 2.”
"Yang Le, Hu Yi, Gao Feifei, Room 1…Oh right, Wang Peipei, you go with them to Room 1.”
The procedure of assigning rooms was quickly completed.
The expressions on everyone's faces were like the weather chart before the rain.
As everyone knew, the more people in the room, the easier it was to pass the test under the support and encouragement of each other.
Moreover, with Wang Peipei, who had connections, she was like a beacon of light in front of them. It was impossible for her not to be eye-catching.
Even the other three people who were assigned to Room 1 were beaming with joy.
"Everyone, eat what you need to eat, and clean your personal hygiene. Report to your room at 9 pm sharp.”
Morgues in the early 21st century still used traditional large freezers.
The funeral parlor had also made some preparations in advance for this newcomer test.
For example, he would lift the corpse that was previously placed in the freezer and place it on a four-wheeled hospital bed that could be dragged.
The bed was covered with a white cloth, and the outline of the deceased could be vaguely seen.
"There's only one body, and the deceased is an adult male.”
Zuo Xiaohan heaved a sigh of relief.
The air in the morgue was very unpleasant. There was a sandalwood smell mixed with disinfectant. In addition, the air conditioner was turned on low, and there was a row of tightly closed small windows at the top of the room, making people feel uncomfortable and closed.
There were a few energy-saving lamps hanging above his head. It was unknown how long it had been since they had been cleaned, but they were suffused with a layer of pale white hazy light.
"Ah! Zuo Xiaohan, what should we do now?”
Chen Jiao timidly followed behind Zuo Xiaohan. Her gaze swept across the morgue and paused for a second on the medical bed in the middle.
Then, his head shrank back, and his face instantly turned pale.
Like a frightened elk, he quickly retracted his gaze.
The calm and magnanimous aura that he had put on outside was soon exposed.
A girl was a girl after all. In terms of courage, she was naturally shorter than a boy.
"What else can we do? He just had to wait until dawn. If he didn't make any mistakes, he would have completed the mission.”
Zuo Xiaohan calmly looked at an old clock hanging on the wall.
It was 21:00 at night.
According to Wang Fugui's instructions, they only needed to wait until nine o'clock the next morning to pass the preliminary assessment.
At that time, there would be staff members coming to take turns.
The morgue was about 50 square meters in size. There were seven to eight empty freezers placed against the wall. The bed and the male corpse were placed in the middle, making the surroundings seem very empty.
At the corner of the wall near the door, there was an old-fashioned office desk. On the table were a few old newspapers, a duty roster, and a work manual with messy handwriting.
"Zhang Xuebin, male, 37 years old, from Hekou. He was guilty of robbery and intentional homicide before his death. He seriously injured two people during a fight with the local police and was shot dead on the spot. As no family came to claim him, he was temporarily placed in the funeral parlor.”
"The deceased was a bandit!"
Zuo Xiaohan glanced at the form curiously, then glanced at the bed in the middle of the room, and sat down on a bench beside the desk.
At this time, smart phones had not yet appeared. The entertainment methods of young people were nothing more than chatting online, listening to music, watching movies, and reading novels.
The two games that would be popular in the future," The Legend of Mir 2 " and " Bubble Hall ", had just made their mark on the Internet and were far from reaching the level of popularity in the future.
There was no computer in the morgue, let alone an internet connection.
After the two of them sat down on the bench, they seemed to have nothing to do for a moment.
Coupled with their own thoughts, the surrounding air also became strangely silent.
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