Mysterious recovery: starting from the tricky post office

Chapter 12 Onboarding
"This white coffin shouldn't be that evil, right? I remember that white coffins are used to die overseas." Lin Xian continued to talk.
However, the uncle's face changed, and he stared and said: "There is no white coffin for the dead, and what is transported in that coffin is not an adult, but a child, and the baby is so big."
After finishing speaking, the uncle even compared it with his hands, which were only a few months old, and then he continued.
"I heard that dead babies are buried in white coffins, which is a serious crime. I guess it's because of this that so many people died in the crematorium."
After the uncle finished speaking, Lin Xian also began to ponder. It sounds really strange that a dead baby is buried in a white coffin.
But this world is not the ghost world of the past. The ghosts in this world are close to computer programs, and they only operate in a certain way.
As the sky gradually darkened, Lin Xian gestured to the uncle. He didn't ask any more questions and walked towards the door of the crematorium.
Money can turn ghosts, let alone people?
Lin Xian thought this way: "I just don't know if there is a grinder ghost in this world. If there is, then his law of killing is probably grinder killing, right?"
Pushing open the door of the crematorium, one of the rooms inside was still lit, and two middle-aged people were playing with their mobile phones. Even if Lin Xian walked in, he didn't notice it at all.
Knocking on the door, Lin Xian asked the people inside: "Seeing that you have posted recruitment information online, is there any shortage of people?"
One of the middle-aged people turned his head to look at the person who knocked on the door, and then turned off his mobile phone. He walked up to Lin Xian and introduced himself first: "I am Wang Hai, and I am also the personnel of this crematorium."
Then he asked with a smile on his face: "Hey, recruiting, of course recruiting, but the current positions are all night shifts. There are positions such as makeup artist, cremator, and receptionist. Look, you want to apply which one?"
The middle-aged man named Wang Hai is a little fat, his eyes almost narrow when he smiles, and there is a large Mediterranean Sea above his head.
"My name is Lin Xian. How about the benefits of cremation workers? I want to try this position."
Because considering the requirements for delivering letters, only the profession of cremator can enter the cremation room, so I don't have much room for choice.
"The salary of a cremator is 800 yuan a day, daily, from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] a.m., a nine-hour working day, and there will be pre-job training at that time. What do you think?" Wang Hai asked.
"Okay, can I go to work today?" Lin Xian asked.
"Today?" Wang Hai was obviously stunned. He didn't expect that this young man named Lin Xian would arrive so soon, but he was really looking forward to recruiting a few more young people like Lin Xian.
In this way, my KPI assessment this month can be successfully completed.
Immediately, he wanted to hold Lin Xian's right hand to welcome him into the job, but before he could hold it, Lin Xian withdrew his hand back.
"My hand is hurt a little and I can't hold it." Lin Xian said apologetically.
"Ah, it's okay, I understand, I understand, let's go, let me take you to familiarize yourself with the environment of the crematorium first."
Wang Hai smiled, and didn't care too much. Now he can find an employee, which is enough for him.
Pushing open the door, Wang Hai walked to the aisle on one side of the hall, pointing to one of the rooms: "This is the condolence hall, usually the place where family members bid farewell to the dead body."
While listening to Wang Hai's words, Lin Xian looked at the layout of the entire crematorium.
The area of ​​the entire crematorium is actually not large. In addition to the condolence hall that passed by first, there are also reception rooms, morgues, cremation rooms, and ashes storage rooms. Among them, the number of morgues and cremation rooms is the largest.
It took about an hour for Wang Hai to give a brief introduction to the entire crematorium process. The purpose was also to make Lin Xian more familiar with this job.
The job of burning corpses is not difficult to say, but it is not so easy to say that it is simple, and there are high requirements for the courage of the employees.
After walking around, the two returned to the original room. Wang Hai opened the door and waved to another middle-aged man. Then he turned to Lin Xian and said, "This is Uncle Zhao. He has been doing this job for several years." The corpse burner is also here when we opened the business, and he can teach you how to do the related work, which is very easy."
"Okay." Lin Xian nodded.
At this time, that Uncle Zhao also came over: "It's almost time, come with me."
Lin Xian glanced at this Uncle Zhao. He was also an elderly middle-aged man. He was very thin, about 1.6 meters tall, with a horse face and a little squinting eyes. It was hard to imagine that this man was only 50 or [-] years old.
The cremation room is some distance from the living room and requires walking through a long walkway.
The floor of the entire aisle is tiled, and the aisle is relatively empty, and the sound of walking on it is loud.
"We have a total of seven cremation rooms here, three on the left and three on the left. The front one is temporarily closed because the facilities are seriously aging. Don't go in there when you have nothing to do."
Uncle Zhao looked at Lin Xian, pointed at a cremation room directly in front of the aisle and emphasized.
Lin Xian looked at the cremation rooms on both sides. After hearing Uncle Zhao's words, he withdrew his gaze and then looked forward.
This cremation room is almost the same as other rooms. The only difference is that it is much older than other cremation rooms. The iron door is covered with rust because it has not been taken care of for a long time. The windows on the door are sealed with cloth strips. It is completely visible. Not to mention the layout inside, there is a similarly rusty iron door plate hanging on the door.
Cremation Room 7.
Lin Xian's eyes moved slightly, this room was obviously the destination of the mission sent by the post office.
"Uncle Zhao, why don't you ask someone to redecorate the aging equipment? Isn't it a waste of a room and a reduction in work efficiency?" Lin Xian asked.
"Don't worry about this," Uncle Zhao waved his hand, pushed open the cremation room on the far right and walked in.
Lin Xian followed. The interior of the cremation room was not complicated, but rather simple.
The room is not big, but it is very empty. There is an old glass lamp embedded in the ceiling, and the walls are made of bluestone bricks and painted with a layer of gray paint.
In the room, there is only one heavy mechanical equipment parked inside, and there are a few single sofas around it. The walls are not glassed, and they are completely sealed.
Monotonous and weird are the basic tone of this cremation room. If a person burns corpses in such a closed room for a long time, his or her psychological ability to withstand stress must be strong, otherwise it will definitely drive the person crazy in a short time.
"Are the two of us the only employees working in the entire cremation room?" Lin Xian asked as he approached the machinery and equipment in front of him.
"Two more people will come over later, they are about the same as you, interviewed yesterday and arrived today."
(End of this chapter)