Chapter 6 — I stayed at the funeral home to study investment with the owner

I took out the key. The key is inserted into the lock and turned once. The cold air immediately hit my face. Silver freezers lined up in two rows, fluorescent lights crackling overhead. A kind of dead silence. Trieu Khon held up the camera and walked in, breathing rapidly.

“Damn, it's cold.”

"What? The room is so cold that you thought it was a sauna?"

He started spinning around the freezers, muttering continuously.

“Hey everyone, it's 11:23 p.m., I'm in a real funeral home freezer room, right next to me is…”

At that moment, general manager Truong spoke up.

“Oh, is someone coming?”

My whole body stiffened. Trieu Khon did not react and continued filming. Immediately after that, Mr. Vuong's voice said:

“It's the security guard, she's leading people in.”

Aunt Tran was immediately interested.

"Hey, this guy looks so bright. Is that your friend, Tieu Ha?"

My facial muscles began to twitch. Control your expressions. Control your expressions. Trieu Khon turned the camera towards me:

"Miss Vien, you've been on night shift here for a month, have you ever encountered any spiritual problems?"

In my sight, General Manager Truong was evaluating Trieu Khon's clothes.

“Wearing a white shirt to the funeral home, this kid is so brave.”

Chu Duc Hai added:

“Young people don't understand things.”

The male streamer's voice interrupted:

"Is he handsome? If he is handsome, I want to ask him to help me take a new altar photo. My old one is so ugly."

I tried my best to keep my face expressionless.

"Do not have."

“Never had it before?”

“Never.”

The corners of the mouth must remain steady. Don't laugh. Absolutely do not laugh. Trieu Khon walked to the front of freezer number 3. General Manager Truong was lying inside. Trieu Khon raised his hand to touch the surface of the freezer.

“Everyone, I'm touching a—”

General Director Truong suddenly shouted:

"Don't touch me! My hands are cold!"

I burst out laughing out loud. Trieu Khon turned around and glared at me.

“What are you laughing at?”

"No... nothing. I suddenly remembered something funny."

"In this place, you can still think of jokes? Are you mentally stable?"

I bit the tip of my tongue so hard I tried to hold back until my face turned red. General Manager Truong was laughing like crazy in the freezer. Mr. Vuong laughed until he was out of breath. Aunt Tran laughed even harder, repeatedly patting the freezer door—

“Pop” echoed throughout the room.

Trieu Khon heard it. He immediately took a step back.

“What is that sound?!”

My heart sank.

“Do rats make a loud noise when they knock on the freezer compartment?”

“Rat… the big one.”

Trieu Khon's face turned pale. The camera in my hand shook violently.

"Miss Vien... do you see any movement in these compartments... does it seem like there's any movement?"

Aunt Tran hit her twice more. General Manager Truong also followed suit and pounded twice. The male streamer did not give up and started beating wildly. The entire frozen room immediately rang out— Pop, pop, pop, pop— Trieu Khon screamed, the camera flew out of his hand and flew straight out. He turned and ran away. Running to the door, he tripped over his own feet, his whole body fell to the ground, his palms were scratched. Then he jumped up, headed straight into the hallway, his white T-shirt covered in dust. In the cold room, laughter echoed like a festival.

"It ran away! Ha ha ha ha!"

"Miss Tran hits the loudest, you win this game!"

“Oh my god, it's been a while since I last That's so fun!”

I stood at the door, holding on to the door frame, laughing so hard I couldn't stand up straight. Three minutes later, I wiped my tears and closed the freezer door. Then go find Trieu Khon. He was squatting in front of the funeral home gate, clutching his backpack, his face as white as a sheet of paper.

“Miss Vien… did you hear that? That sound…”

“What sound?”

“That sound in the freezer! Pop, pop, pop!”

“I told you, it's just a mouse. There are a lot of rats here, and sometimes they get into the pipes and make noise."

Trieu Khon stared at me for five seconds.

“Are you sure?”

"Sure. I've been on duty here for a month, and I've heard louder noises."

He looked at me again for another five seconds. Then take out your phone and open the livestream interface.

“The number of people in the live room—”

He suddenly stopped.

“Thirty-seven thousand?!”

“Thirty-seven thousand people online! Ms. Vien, normally the most I do is only five hundred people! This video—”

He scrolled through the comments section. The screen is full of spam:

“The security guard is laughing! She must have heard something!”

"Everyone look at the security guard's expression, she's clearly trying not to laugh!"

“The ghost is not as scary as the security guard. Can you still laugh in a cold room?

“The scariest part of the video is the security guard.”

I stood behind Trieu Khon, looking at those comments, cold sweat immediately fell. My life is over.

“Miss Vien, you're angry!”

Trieu Khon was so excited that he lost his voice.

“How about we film another episode next week?”