The invulnerability of fast wear

At 06:30, the shift change in the hospital begins.

Some time ago, the flu was raging. Colleagues all knew that Wu Xie hired a late shift because of the cold, and he had to work consecutive shifts tonight. When some enthusiastic colleagues went to the cafeteria to eat, they also brought a When I saw this person wearing a mask, he bowed his head and said "thank you", smiled and chatted awkwardly, left an apple and left.

Wu Xie actually doesn't have much appetite.

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was very strong, and the mortuary smelled like formalin. Although the rest room was relatively clean, he felt uncomfortable all over. This feeling was completely different from staying in the research institute in the last world. Similarly, no matter where you move, there is a damp and cold atmosphere that follows you, making your skin crawl.

It is impossible for the split brain to share his worries like the original system. It is useless when it is called, and it is as quiet as a chicken when it is not called. It seems that this thing does not exist at all, and chatting with the system is his illusion.

Reviewing the details of the novel repeatedly, Wu Xie thought so.

He is determining the number of enemies tonight and the way the opponent operates. Perhaps because it is a head case, the author still spent a lot of time on the side description. Through scattered clues, he can roughly restore the incident in his mind.

There were a total of three people who came to steal the corpse. The mortuary of this hospital is located on the second floor. Due to the high slope of the terrain, the first floor of this building is actually connected to the lower level ground. There is a small entrance and exit, but usually It was locked with a big lock, but it was pried open on the night of the incident.

The flow of things happening is also very simple.

At around 05:30 in the afternoon, the monitoring of the mortuary suddenly failed, but the security room strangely did not report for maintenance. From the perspective of Xu Weiya who turned into a ghost, at around 10:30 that night, the mortuary suddenly lost power. At this moment, two I entered the morgue in the dark, accurately found her body, and transported her out on a stretcher. A fake doctor in a white coat came to meet her.

During this process, the administrator who was supposed to be on duty at the mortuary did not show up until eight o'clock the next morning, when a colleague who came to change shifts found his body in the toilet.

The cause of death was acute myocardial infarction.

The original owner did not have a history of heart disease, and was in good health except for a cold some time ago. After thinking about it, the hospital could only announce the sudden death. As for the cause of the sudden death, no one knew.

The media has a lot to say about it.

But Wu Xie speculated that the root cause of the original owner's sudden death was likely to be caused by drug injections. Other than that, he couldn't think of any way to make people die suddenly.

As for the murderer, the fake doctor who only appeared after the heroine's body was transported needs to be paid attention to - he suspects that the original owner was already dead when the mortuary was powered off.

Only in this way can it explain why Xu Weiya never saw him from the beginning to the end.

After confirming the time and place of death, Wu Xie decided to go to the toilet for a while.

There is no mirror in the toilet in the mortuary, the sink seems to be blocked by something, half filled with water, it looks dirty and damp, the ground is clean, the facilities are simple, and it looks like it is rarely used by people... Probably, no one would go to this kind of place to go to the bathroom on a regular basis, except for a person on duty like him.

With a flash of inspiration, Wu Xie looked towards the last compartment.

He opened the white-painted door, and inside he found a steel pipe broom that had been detached end to end. He weighed it and felt that it was as light as bamboo and wood. This was due to his body generated in this world, which was very strong and powerful, even without any fighting Skill, smashing a walnut with one punch is not a problem at all.

In fact, until the shift change, he was thinking about how to avoid the deadlock tonight.

The easiest thing is to ask for another night's leave and let someone else take over the shift. But he hasn't figured out the other party's motive for the murder yet, so he can't do it like this.

There is another method, which is to find an excuse to leave the duty room before the power outage, so that the other party can successfully steal Xu Weiya's body, and he can avoid the catastrophe. Go up—after all, he is now a mortuary administrator who has nothing to do with the blood jade incident from beginning to end, and the only intersection with the hero and heroine is the corpse robbery case.

If the heroine's body is stolen, according to the original description, the ghost of the heroine will be found as soon as the hero comes to investigate the scene, and then the heroine will be brought back home by the hero... After that, the mortuary will never appear again However, even if he survived and investigated the blood jade in private, he would probably be killed within ten days.

As time drew closer, Wu Xie's thoughts became clearer and clearer.

The difficulty of the script in this world has increased significantly, and the problem-solving ideas of the first two worlds can no longer be used. After all, the customs clearance task no longer requires him to follow the script, but to force him to make changes.

Xu Weiya's body is the ultimate key to unlock the blood jade incident, he must hold it in his hand, at least tonight, her body and ghost will stay in the morgue, and there is another way for him to escape the dead end .

Leaning the steel pipe against the sink, Wu Xie turned on the faucet. He lowered his head to stare at the splashing pool surface and the man wearing a mask inside, and suddenly remembered that he still doesn't know what he looks like now.

Reaching out to pull off the knot on the right ear, he turned off the faucet.

The surface of the water reflected a large area of ​​scalds that spread out like snake scales, and the red color climbed from the left jaw to the right cheek. Under the gloomy light, it suddenly showed the effect of a ghost mask.

The man's pupils shrank, obviously frightened by this face, but soon, he gently touched the area covered by the scar, showing a wicked, not so good-looking smile.

"What... isn't this just right?"

……

The rollers of the push-pull bed made the sound of "crackling" in the empty corridor. The doctor, who covered most of his face behind the mask, came to the duty room of the mortuary alone. There is not even a little sweat on the forehead.

He quickly knocked on the door of the duty room, but unfortunately, no one came to answer the door.

Feeling that something was wrong, the doctor pulled the rubber glove between his wrists, stepped forward and unscrewed the doorknob, but unexpectedly found that it was not locked. Confused, he slowly opened the gap to look inside.

There is a disposable lunch box on the table, the lid of the box is opened, but the contents inside have not been moved, the key hanging on the wall is shining under the light, the administrator who was supposed to be in the room disappeared, maybe he went to the toilet, maybe It's... where did I go to be lazy.

Not a good thing, but not a bad thing either.

The doctor's shortness of breath and feigned anxiety dissipated between Laping's brows, and he closed the door. At this moment, the incandescent lamp above his head made a soft "snap", and the tungsten sparks receded in the sudden darkness.

The morgue lost power.

The doctor didn't look flustered in the ominous place where he couldn't see his fingers.

He calmly took out the mobile phone in his pocket and lowered his hair to send a text message. After typing two words, he suddenly felt a kind of unignorable horror creeping up from his back to the back of his head, and his fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably. He slowly, And with difficulty, turning back——

A face that seemed to come from hell suddenly appeared in front of the eyes under the scattered lights!

There was a short scream, and the neck was hit hard.

The moment his consciousness disappeared, he heard a gloomy voice:

"Are you looking for me?"