Lin Banxia said, "And then I said, but missing Double Eleven would be such a waste."

Liu Xi: "..."

Lin Banxia said, "She repeated herself, and I said, no way, I can skip any festival, but not Double Eleven."

Liu Xi: "And then?"

Lin Banxia said, "And then nothing." He paused for a moment and added with emotion, "I only suddenly understood what she meant during Double Eleven last year..."

Liu Xi let out a long sigh and said, "Brother Lin, oh, Brother Lin, now I finally understand why you don't have a girlfriend. Look, even someone like me has a girlfriend!! And you, with your handsome looks and good temperament, only have female mosquitoes buzzing around you."

Lin Banxia glanced at him and said, "You have a girlfriend? I don't believe you."

Liu Xi: "Heh, I'll bring her over in a few days and let you see for yourself!"

As he was enthusiastically showing off, he heard a sound and looked at Lin Banxia hesitantly. "Brother Lin, did you hear something?"

Lin Banxia tilted his head to listen. "The cargo bed?"

The two exchanged a look. Liu Xi felt a chill run down his spine. There was no one in the back of the truck, only a few crushed bodies. The sound was like something scraping against the body bags, a cha-cha-cha sound that instantly gave him goosebumps all over.

"Holy crap, should we stop? What is that?" As the sound grew louder, Liu Xi was starting to lose it. His foot on the accelerator was trembling violently.

Seeing his state, Lin Banxia knew they couldn't continue driving. He told him to pull over, intending to check the back himself.

Liu Xi asked, trembling, "Brother Lin, do you want me to... go with you?"

Lin Banxia said, "No need." Seeing Liu Xi like this, he was afraid the man would wet himself if he got out of the car.

Lin Banxia jumped out of the truck, walked briskly to the cargo bed, and pulled open the door, revealing several body bags inside. When they had loaded the bodies earlier, they had arranged them neatly out of respect for the dead. But now, the bodies were stacked on top of each other, as if someone had moved them. The strange sound was coming from the middle of the stacked body bags.

Lin Banxia climbed into the truck and gently rearranged the body bags. Normally, body bags were designed to be leak-proof, but perhaps because the bodies were so fragmented, liquid was constantly seeping out of the bags, dripping onto the floor of the truck.

Just as Lin Banxia finished arranging the body bags one by one, he noticed the scraping sound had stopped. Lin Banxia lowered his head and searched carefully, but found nothing. However, in his peripheral vision, he noticed a detail: the zipper on the bottommost body bag had been pulled open a little.

He would never make such a mistake, and Liu Xi had been here for a few months, so it was unlikely he would forget to close the zipper. Lin Banxia stared at the zipper for a moment, then silently reached out and closed it. Afterwards, he got up nonchalantly and shut the truck door heavily.

"What was it? What was that sound?" Liu Xi asked nervously when Lin Banxia returned.

Lin Banxia said, "A rat got into the back. I only saw its shadow before it disappeared again. Forget it, let's not worry about it. We'll find it after we deliver the bodies."

Liu Xi breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, it was a rat. Scared me to death..." He grumbled that he knew there were rats at work, and the rat poison the logistics department bought before was useless, letting the rats climb into the vehicles.

Lin Banxia rolled the window down again, resting his right hand on the window frame in silence.

Liu Xi asked strangely, "Brother Lin, what's wrong?"

Lin Banxia shook his head. "Nothing, just craving a smoke. Got one?"

Liu Xi chuckled and handed him one.

Lin Banxia wasn't really a smoker; he only had one occasionally. For the rest of the journey, he leaned back in his seat, dozing with his eyes closed. The back of the truck kept making rustling noises. Liu Xi glanced uneasily at Lin Banxia several times, but in the end, said nothing. He just pressed the accelerator almost to the floor, wishing he could fly to their destination immediately.

When they arrived at the funeral parlor, the person receiving them was already waiting inside.

He was also an acquaintance named Wang Jinqiao, who often worked with them. Starting work in the middle of the night probably put him in a bad mood, as he was cursing under his breath. Liu Xi went up with a smile, offered him a cigarette, and chatted for a bit. Only then did the man slowly walk over to open the truck and unload the bodies.

Some traffic accidents require autopsies, but in this case, the liability was clear, and there was nothing suspicious, so the autopsy was waived. The funeral parlor was just waiting for the family to complete the procedures before cremation.

Wang Jinqiao asked them about the situation today as he walked to the back of the truck. He reached out, opened the door, and turned his head to them, saying, "Heard it's a whole family?"

After asking, he glanced into the back of the truck. His face immediately turned ashen, and he was speechless for a long moment.

Seeing his expression was off, Liu Xi was about to ask what was wrong when he heard Wang Jinqiao roar, "What the hell is wrong with you guys? How did you load them? This is f—"

Both Liu Xi and Lin Banxia were stunned by the scolding. They walked forward and looked into the back of the truck.

However, the situation inside was completely beyond their expectations. All the body bags had been unzipped, and the bodies were piled together grotesquely. Because they were so mangled, they resembled a mountain of flesh. Blood had coagulated into dark red stains on the floor of the truck.

"Bleargh!!!" Liu Xi took one look and turned away, vomiting dramatically.

Lin Banxia's expression wasn't much better.

"What the hell happened? How are we supposed to separate them?" Wang Jinqiao said angrily. "Should we just burn them all in one go? Won't the family come looking for trouble with us then?"

"But... but we clearly arranged them properly before we left," Liu Xi said with a trembling voice after he finished vomiting, wiping his mouth. "How did it end up like this... Brother Lin? Brother Lin?"

Lin Banxia glanced into the back of the truck again, remaining silent.

Liu Xi wanted to say more, but Wang Jinqiao seemed to understand something was amiss. He waved his hand to silence him. "Alright, alright, I get it. Just wait for the family to arrive and explain it to them."

With a dark expression, he called people over to start cleaning up the mountain of flesh.

Feeling they were in the wrong, Lin Banxia and Liu Xi stood to the side, not daring to make a sound.

Liu Xi chain-smoked, his hand trembling badly. He desperately wanted to ask Lin Banxia if the sound he heard in the back was really a rat, but when he saw Lin Banxia's calm profile, the words on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back down.

While they were struggling to clean the truck, the sole survivor arrived in a police car.

An accident had claimed the lives of everyone in her family except for her. For an ordinary person, this was an almost fatal psychological blow.

The police had likely considered her emotional state and were very careful when driving her over. It was just that the timing was unfortunate; the funeral parlor staff were still struggling to separate the jumbled bodies.

The woman had just gotten out of the police car when she looked up and saw the chaotic scene in the truck.

Liu Xi, afraid of an extreme reaction from the family member, took a half step back behind Lin Banxia. He whispered, "Brother Lin, are we going to get beaten up?"

Lin Banxia said in a low voice, "She's just a girl. Taking a couple of hits won't kill us."

"Right," Liu Xi said with a bitter smile. "If I saw my family members end up like this, I'd definitely want to punch someone too."

But contrary to their expectations, the woman wasn't angry after seeing the scene in the truck. A bizarre smile appeared on her pale face. Her brightly painted red lips curved into an exaggerated arc, as if she were crying and laughing at the same time. She slowly walked to the edge of the truck, staring coldly at the pile of mangled corpses, and said with a wide grin, "So you really never thought of me as family."

"I really... deserve this." The woman let out a sneer, turned, and walked away, her black skirt swaying in a graceful arc.

Behind her, the exact same shadow-like person Lin Banxia had seen at the scene was still following. The distance between them had grown much closer.

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Liu Xi: Brother Lin, want a smoke?

Lin Banxia: ...

Liu Xi: What do you think was in the back?

Lin Banxia: ...

Liu Xi: Weather's a bit cold today, huh?

Lin Banxia: ...

Liu Xi: Brother Lin, we're off work.

Lin Banxia: Smoke!

The thing about keeping cinerary urns in apartment buildings has a real-life basis, you can search the news about it.