Chapter 505: Great Responsibility

"Division Chief!!!"

Li Li Xuewu was staring with splitting eyes, holding the car door, watching the scene of the world changing and the earth shaking.

Hearing Han Han Jiankun roar in the car, he turned his head sharply, but that face was magnified in Han Han Jiankun's eyes.

What Han Han Jiankun saw wasn't panic, nor was it fear...

(The following text is a repeated placeholder from the source) ===== CHAPTER 506 =====

"My parents couldn't provide me with support, my education wasn't high, and I was alone in the city searching for a future.

"I looked for many jobs, but none hired me; perhaps no one likes someone who isn't good at speaking, doesn't love communicating, and hasn't shown enough ability.

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"I only ate two loaves of bread in three whole days; hunger made it impossible for me to sleep at night. Fortunately, I had paid a month's rent in advance and could continue to live in that dark basement, without having to go outside to endure the unusually cold winter wind.

"Finally, I found a job, working the night shift at a hospital, guarding the morgue.

"The hospital at night was even colder than I imagined; the wall lamps in the corridor weren't lit, and it was dim everywhere, relying only on the little bit of light seeping out from the rooms to help me see my feet.

"The smell there was very unpleasant; from time to time, the deceased would be stuffed into body bags and sent over, and we would cooperate to help move them into the morgue.

"This wasn't a very good job, but at least it allowed me to afford bread, and the free time at night could be used for studying. After all, no one is willing to come to the morgue unless there are bodies that need to be sent or transported for cremation. Of course, I didn't have enough money to buy books yet, and currently, I don't see any hope of saving money.

"I have to thank my former colleague; if he hadn't suddenly resigned, I might not have even been able to get a job like this.

"I dreamed of being able to rotate to the day shift; now I always sleep when the sun comes out and wake up after night falls, which has made my body a bit weak, and my head occasionally throbs with pain.

"One day, the movers brought a new body.

"I heard others say that this was my former colleague who had suddenly resigned.

"I was a bit curious about him; after everyone left, I pulled out the cabinet and quietly opened the body bag.

"He was an old man, his face blue and white, covered in wrinkles, looking very frightening in the very dim light.

"He didn't have much hair, most of it was white, and all his clothes had been stripped off, not even leaving him a scrap of fabric.

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"I saw a strange mark on his chest, blue-black; I can't describe the exact shape, as the light at the time was really too dim.

"I reached out and touched that mark; there was nothing special about it.

"Looking at this former colleague, I was thinking, if I keep going like this, when I get old, will I be the same as him...

"I told him that tomorrow I would accompany him to the crematorium and personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery, so that those responsible for these things wouldn't find it troublesome and just throw them in some river or wasteland.

"This would sacrifice a morning of my sleep, but fortunately, it's Sunday soon, so I can make up for it.

"After saying that, I fixed the body bag and stuffed it back into the cabinet.

"The light in the room seemed even dimmer...

"After that day, every time I slept, I always dreamed of a thick fog.

"I had a premonition that something would happen soon, a premonition that sooner or later something that I don't know if it can be called human would come to find me, but no one was willing to believe me, thinking that in such an environment and such a job, my mind had become abnormal and I needed to see a doctor..."

A male guest sitting at the bar looked at the narrator who had suddenly stopped:

"And then?"

This male guest was in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed jacket and light yellow trousers, his hair pressed very flat, with a simple dark round hat beside him.

He looked ordinary, just like most people in the tavern, with black hair and light blue eyes, neither good-looking nor ugly, lacking any obvious features.

And the narrator in his eyes was a young man of eighteen or nineteen, with a tall and straight figure, slender limbs, also with short black hair and light blue eyes, but with deep facial features that could make people's eyes light up.

This young man looked at the empty wine glass in front of him and sighed:

"And then?

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"Then I resigned and went back to the countryside to come here and brag to you."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on his face, a smile with a bit of a mischievous meaning.

That male guest was stunned for a moment:

"Was what you just said bragging?"

"Haha." A burst of laughter erupted around the bar.

As the laughter subsided slightly, a thin middle-aged man looked at the slightly embarrassed guest and said:

"Outsider, you actually believe Lu Mian's stories; what he says every day is different. Yesterday he was still a loser whose engagement was broken by his fiancée because of poverty, and today he has become a morgue guard!"

"Right, saying things like thirty years east of the Selenzo River, thirty years west of the Selenzo River, only knowing how to babble!" another tavern regular followed up.

They were all farmers from this large village of Kordu, wearing short jackets that were black, gray, or brown.

The black-haired young man called Lu Mian supported the bar with both hands, stood up slowly, and said with a smile:

"You know, this isn't a story I made up; it was all written by my sister. She loves writing stories the most and is even a columnist for some 'Novel Weekly'."

After speaking, he turned his body, spread his hands to the outsider, and smiled brilliantly:

"It seems she writes really well.

"Sorry, I let you misunderstand."

The man in the brown tweed jacket with an ordinary appearance wasn't angry; he stood up as well and responded with a smile:

"A very interesting story.

"What should I call you?"

"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others?" Lu Mian laughed.

The guest from out of town nodded:

"My name is Ryan Cos.

"These two are my companions, Valentine and Leah."

The latter sentence referred to the man and woman sitting right next to him.

The man was twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a bit of powder on his yellow hair, eyes that weren't very big but had a color slightly deeper than lake blue, wearing a white vest, a blue fine tweed coat, and black trousers, clearly having dressed up carefully before going out.

He looked quite indifferent and didn't look much at the surrounding farmers and herdsmen.

The woman looked younger than the two men, with long light gray hair tied into a complex bun, wrapped in a white veil as a hat.

Her eyes were the same color as her hair, and her gaze toward Lu Mian carried undisguised amusement; she seemed to find what had just happened only interesting.

Under the illumination of the tavern's gas wall lamps, this woman named Leah revealed a pretty nose and beautifully curved lips, which would definitely be considered a beauty in a countryside village like Kordu.

She wore a white pleated cashmere tight dress, paired with a beige little coat and a pair of Masier long boots. There were also two small silver bells tied to her veil and boots. When she walked into the tavern just now, she jingled all the way, which was very eye-catching, making many men stare straight at her.

In their eyes, this must be the fashionable attire only found in big cities like the provincial capital Bigor or the capital Trier.

Lu Mian nodded to the three outsiders:

"My name is Lu Mian Lee; you can just call me Lu Mian."

"Lee?" Leah blurted out.

"What's wrong, is there a problem with my surname?" Lu Mian asked curiously.

Ryan Cos helped Leah explain:

"This surname of yours is terrifying; I almost couldn't control my voice just now."

Seeing the surrounding farmers and herdsmen looking puzzled, he explained further:

"Those who have been in contact with sailors and sea merchants all know that there is such a saying circulating on the Five Seas:

"I would rather encounter those pirate generals or even kings than run into a person named Frank Lee.

"That person's surname is also Lee."

"Is he very scary?" Lu Mian asked.

Ryan shook his head:

"I don't know, but since there is such a legend, it certainly won't be bad."

He ended this topic and said to Lu Mian:

"Thank you for your story; it's worth a drink. What would you like?"

"A 'Green Fairy'." Lu Mian wasn't polite at all and sat back down.

Ryan Cos frowned slightly and said:

"'Green Fairy'... Absinthe?

"I think I need to remind you that wormwood is harmful to the human body; this kind of wine may lead to mental confusion and cause you to have hallucinations."

"I didn't expect the fashion trend of Trier to have spread here." Leah on the side added with a smile.

Lu Mian said "Oh":

"So people in Trier also like to drink 'Green Fairy'...

"For us, life is already hard enough; there's no need to care about a little more harm. This kind of wine can allow our spirits to obtain greater relaxation."

"Alright." Ryan sat back in his seat and looked at the bartender, "A 'Green Fairy', and add a 'Spicy Heart' for me."

"Spicy Heart" is a famous fruit shochu.

"Why don't you give me a 'Green Fairy' too? I was the one who told you the truth just now, and I can even tell you the whole situation about this kid!" The thin middle-aged man who first exposed that Lu Mian was telling stories every day shouted dissatisfiedly, "Outsider, I can tell that you still have doubts about whether that story is true or false!"

"Pierre, for a free drink, you really can do anything!" Lu Mian responded loudly.

Without waiting for Ryan to make a decision, Lu Mian added:

"Why can't I tell it myself? That way I can drink another 'Green Fairy'?"

"Because they don't know whether to believe the situation you're talking about." The middle-aged man named Pierre laughed triumphantly, "The story your sister loves to tell children most is 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf'; people who always lie will inevitably lose their credibility."

"Alright." Lu Mian shrugged his shoulders and watched the bartender push a glass of pale green wine in front of him.

Ryan looked at him and asked:

"Is it okay?"

"No problem, as long as your wallet is enough to pay for these drinks." Lu Mian didn't care at all.

"Then another 'Green Fairy'." Ryan nodded.

Pierre was suddenly full of smiles:

"Generous outsider, this kid is the biggest prankster in the village; you must stay away from him.

"Five years ago, he was brought back to the village by his sister Aurore and has never left since. You think, before that, he was only thirteen; how could he possibly go to the hospital to be a morgue guard? Hmm, the hospital closest to us is in Daliege at the foot of the mountain, which takes a whole afternoon to walk to."

"Brought back to the village?" Leah asked keenly.

She tilted her head slightly, bringing out a jingling sound.

Pierre nodded:

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"Then, he followed Aurore's surname 'Lee', and even the name 'Lu Mian' was taken by Aurore."

"I've forgotten what I was originally called." Lu Mian took a sip of absinthe and said with a grin.

It seemed that he was not at all inferior or ashamed that his past was exposed like this.