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Ping Shiqing didn't get too entangled in this issue, she handed her mobile phone to Xia Ren.

"I had a good meal with the elder brother in the monitoring room, and he made the excuse that I lost something in the morgue. This is the surveillance video I took, look."

"Did you really find a clue?"

Xia Ren took the phone and asked a casual question.

"You'll see for yourself."

Ping Shiqing pouted.

Xia Ren's eyes turned to the screen of the phone. Because it was a second shot, the picture was a bit blurry, but the clarity was still there, so it didn't affect viewing.

The picture shows a slightly dark corridor. The end of the corridor should be the door of the morgue. The video is relatively short, only half a minute. Ping Shiqing only recorded the key points.

It wasn't until halfway through the video that the picture finally changed.

A figure of a man came out of the morgue, Xia Ren frowned, the outline of this man was so familiar, could it be the people around him who did the tricks?

The man's footsteps were steady, as if he was shopping normally, and nothing unusual could be seen. After a few seconds, he was getting closer and closer to the surveillance probe. The moment he passed by, the clothes and face of the man were completely exposed under the camera. Then disappear.

Looking at the screen on the phone, Xia Ren frowned.

He swiped his finger on the screen, rewinding the video, and then paused.

That's right, this is...

Xia Ren raised his head and looked at Ping Shiqing.

Ping Shiqing was also looking at him.

"The clothes he's wearing are the same as what I wore when I came to the hospital that day?"

Ping Shiqing nodded: "If I remember correctly, it's the same."

"That means..."

Xia Ren couldn't believe it: "The person above is probably me?"

The reason why he didn't use a definite tone was because the man's face was blurred, as if the air in front of him was distorted, and he couldn't see clearly, but his clothes and figure looked like himself no matter what.

"Is this a problem with the equipment? Or did someone tamper with the surveillance video?"

"I was skeptical at first, but the monitoring room of the hospital is staffed 24 hours a day. Even if I wanted to check it, it took me a lot of effort. It is impossible for outsiders to get in without being discovered."

Ping Shiqing stroked her chin and looked at Xia Ren: "Why don't we try it?"

"How to try?"

If no one is involved in the monitoring, the result will be obvious, something is wrong with him.

Ping Shiqing took the phone back from his hand and shook it, saying, "I'll take a picture of you, so you know?"

As she spoke, she walked around to Xia Ren, holding his arm with one hand.

Such a slightly intimate gesture made Xia Ren uncomfortable, "Didn't you say try it, what are you doing?"

Ping Shiqing said as a matter of course: "When you see something rare, do you want to take a photo with it?"

"...Hmm." Xia Ren immediately understood what she meant.

"So, I haven't heard of your situation as a medical student. If you put it closer to science, I guess the phenomenon that happened to you is enough to talk about ten episodes. Now you are worse than a giant panda." valuable."

Ping Shiqing held the phone between the two of them. Because the screen was too small, Xia Ren deliberately kept a distance from her. She could only rest her head on Xia Ren's shoulder.

"You make an expression anyway, as if I forced you."

Boss Ping Shiqing complained dissatisfied.

Xia Ren straightened his chest, moved the corners of his mouth, and made an expression that barely looked like a smile.

"Not yet?"

He turned his head to ask.

Ping Shiqing's soft body was pressed against his arm, Xia Ren could smell the faint scent of her hair, and she didn't know what brand of shampoo she was using.

"All right!"

Ping Shiqing looked at the phone expectantly, "I don't know why the camera was delayed for several seconds today."

Immediately afterwards, the expression on her face became a little strange.

"what happened?"

"Well, see for yourself."

Ping Shiqing pointed the phone screen at him.

Xia Ren could see very clearly that there was a man and a woman on the screen. They were shoulder to shoulder. The woman was Ping Shiqing, who was smiling and showing her small canine teeth.

The point is, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and he couldn't even see his facial features.

"The person on the monitor is indeed me."

Xia Ren's head was in a mess.

In other words, he left the morgue by himself and came outside without anyone else participating, but what happened to the corpse in the depths of the morgue?How could there be someone exactly like him?

If it wasn't for the systematic affirmation, he would have thought he was dead.

There was no conspiracy, and no one was laying it out. After he lost consciousness, he woke up in a daze, his body changed from one to two, one was a corpse, and the other was still conscious.

The situation was clarified, but it was such a result that Xia Ren couldn't accept it for a while.

"I didn't expect that human beings have the magical ability to copy themselves in their evolutionary potential."

This is the only reasonable explanation that Ping Shiqing can find, although whether the word 'reasonable' is used properly is still open to question.

Xia Ren knew that she was comforting herself, but she still felt a little subtle in her heart.

"Since the corpse is real, according to the general situation, have I already died once?"

Xia Ren asked unwillingly: "If you go out and explain to people like this, will anyone believe it?"

Ping Shiqing said very seriously: "I feel that you will be arrested and studied in a small dark room."

"I feel the same."