Episode 2 Chapter 011 Surveillance Video
I swear, this is really my first time coming to a funeral home. In all the years I've been working here, I've never attended any funeral. Now there's suddenly my image on the surveillance camera, and I can't figure it out, let alone explain why I ended up here.
What is even more puzzling is that it is clearly a physical cold storage room. What am I doing there in the middle of the night? Also, how did I get in at this time of night? So I think there is something wrong with the surveillance. I looked at the surveillance video again. The face is not clear. I can only see a rough figure and clothes. It just looks like me. I think if a person with a body shape similar to mine wears the same clothes as mine, it is difficult to identify.
I was silent for a long time, and finally looked at everyone present and said, this is not me.
Then I saw that the way they stared at me began to change, and then they started whispering to each other. I couldn't hear what they were saying. At this time, Director Gao came over and told me not to mind, but just wanted me to confirm. They also thought it couldn't be me. Before this, they had already visited my unit to learn about my situation, and also visited the community where I lived to learn about it. It was indeed impossible for me to come here that night.
After listening to Director Gao's explanation, I felt relieved, so I asked him what was going on with the surveillance video. At this point, I still had some doubts in my mind, and I asked Director Gao to confirm whether the surveillance video was real. Director Gao told me very seriously that it was real, and he guaranteed that there was absolutely no trace of manipulation, and it was all original.
After getting Director Gao's assurance, I no longer had any other thoughts. This situation was even more bizarre than what my colleague told me, because when he said that, he thought it was Old Man Liu who was causing trouble, but now it is not the case at all. I even felt that this matter was getting bigger and bigger. Why did it have to be me? What does this have to do with me? Old Man Liu and I clearly have nothing to do with each other.
Only this part of the surveillance video showed people. The rest was the same as before, with static images of the corridor, so we didn't continue watching. In fact, I think it's quite boring for these people to do this. Since they have already investigated me with the help of the local police and already knew that the person in the surveillance video was basically the same as me, why did they still want me to come over to confirm what to do.
I certainly couldn't say such words at the time. I just complained in my heart. After that, they discussed it among themselves for a while, and then another person came over and sat next to me. He should not be from the funeral home, but I couldn't guess who he was exactly. After he sat next to me, he told me that he hoped I wouldn't tell anyone about what happened today. He said that if I remembered anything, or had any new discoveries or ideas, I could contact him. Then he gave me a number, a mobile phone number, not a landline number. I asked him what his name was, and he told me his full name. He said his name was Shi Hu, and he was in charge of this matter.
We didn't talk in detail after that. He told Director Gao to take me back first. There was nothing for me to do here for the time being. He asked me to come here mainly to confirm this person. He spoke very politely and seemed to be a cold-outside-but-warm-hearted person. So I said it was nothing and went out with Director Gao.
After coming out of the conference room, I whispered to Director Gao whether this surveillance video was the one recorded after Old Man Liu came in. Director Gao said yes, and he didn't ask me how I knew it. They were able to find me, and they probably already knew the relationship between my colleague and the classmate at the funeral home. These were things they had to figure out when investigating the case. I didn't think too much about these things, and didn't pay much attention to them for a while.
Director Gao is a talkative person. I tried to ask him what he thought about this matter. After listening to me, he spoke very cautiously. He said that this matter was a bit risky, and people like him who don’t believe in ghosts and gods are a little suspicious. He also told me the truth and told me not to worry too much. He felt that the person was me, not someone else impersonating me.
I was very shocked when I heard Director Gao say that. Not only was I shocked, I was also scared. Although I didn't want to admit it just now, I was also suspicious. I didn't want to believe it. I asked him why, and he smiled and said it was just intuition. I forced myself to smile as well. Maybe he thought I didn't believe what he said, so he added, "Don't disbelieve me. People like them who work in places like this may have dealt with the dead too many times, so this intuition is really accurate."
Of course he didn't explain why he felt so accurate. I felt that he must have experienced something, otherwise he wouldn't say such a thing. It's just that time was a bit tight and this matter was sensitive, plus we had just met, so he didn't say anything else. Then we arrived at the parking lot. It was already completely dark. Being in a place like this, it was inevitable that you wouldn't feel a little scared. So I asked him, wouldn't he be afraid to go in and out of this place at night?
Director Gao said of course he would, who wouldn't be shy about being in such a place? He said it was a job requirement, so he had to do it even if he was afraid , life is like this, there are some things you can't choose not to do if you want to, you have to bite the bullet and make a living.
I didn't say anything else, and we got in the car. The driver was still in the car. I knew something about the car allocation because I was also in the unit, but I didn't ask any questions about it. I felt that this involved the internal operations of their unit, and it would be embarrassing if I asked about some sensitive issues, so I pretended not to know.
It wasn't too late when I got back, around nine o'clock. He sent me downstairs and I asked him to come to my house for a visit. He said he had to go back to the funeral home and would bother me next time. So I went upstairs first. It would have been fine for me, but I was the only one going upstairs at that time. I waited for the elevator for a while and I was the only one there. I took the elevator up alone.
The walls of the elevator were so smooth, as smooth as a mirror. I was alone inside and could even see my own reflection. I suddenly felt an inexplicable chill and was actually a little scared. As the saying goes, the more you fear something, the more likely it is to come. I didn't know who pressed the elevator button and left, or whose child was playing around. When the elevator reached the seventh floor, it suddenly stopped and then opened again, but there was no one outside the door. I looked around and saw no one, so I pressed the button again to close the elevator.
After that, nothing happened. I was a little scared, but it was okay. I returned home and my mom opened the door for me. She was relieved to see me back. Then they asked me in detail why I went to the funeral home. I couldn't hide it, so I told them the truth. My mom and dad also found it unbelievable, but we just discussed it for a while and let it go.
But after coming back from the funeral home, I felt like something was not right. I always felt like something was odd, but I couldn't put my finger on what it was. It was I felt restless and inexplicably irritated.
Afterwards I took a shower to relax myself and not be so tense. Actually, it was called a shower, but it was just to let the water wash over my body and find that relaxing feeling.
As the water rushed towards me, I suddenly felt something was not right, as if something was sliding down my body. So I reached out to touch it, and felt something thin and soft. I brought it close to my eyes and took a look, but I was shocked. It was nothing else but a strand of hair.
So I immediately moved away from the shower head, only to see some wisps of hair still hanging on the nozzle, which had not been washed down. I quickly turned off the faucet, then simply dried my body, put on some clothes and pants and came out. I was a little panicked at that time. My mother and others saw it and asked me what happened. I said there was hair on the shower head, and then I called the property management without caring whether it was late or not.
The property management was quite responsible and arrived at our house in less than half an hour. When they saw the hair on the shower head, they looked incredulous. I told them that the hair flowed out with the water and asked what kind of water they were using.
Then the property management company comforted us with kind words, saying that they would handle the matter, and then left. Since they said this, I couldn't say anything more and just let them handle it. What's more, if the same thing happened to our family, then the same thing would happen to other families as well.
But afterwards, whenever I thought of those strands of hair falling on my body, I felt really sick. The feeling can only be described with the four words "indescribable". After that, I felt a little better . It was probably around eleven o'clock in the evening when I heard sirens. Then I looked downstairs and saw two police cars coming down the stairs, and the property management staff were with them.
When I saw this scene, I realized that something was wrong. Then I thought about the hair in the shower head and realized that hair is only found on human body. How can it be that the hair is flowing out like this?
When this thought flashed through my mind, I suddenly felt nauseous. If this was true, my mother usually used this water when cooking, so wouldn't we have already consumed it without knowing it?
