It was surprisingly cold in the funeral home late at night.
Maybe the air conditioner in the duty room was too hot and the temperature difference was huge.
As soon as I went out, a cold wind came to my face.
It was so cold that I couldn't help but shrink my neck into my collar.
The whistle-like sound of the wind tortured this desolate place in the silent night.
The moonlight slanted into the corridor, and the pale moonlight was like a white ribbon in the dark night, spreading on the road in the corridor.
I took a cigarette out of my pocket, stuffed it into my mouth, pressed the lighter, and with a pop, a beam of light bloomed in the dark night, printing red on my stern face.
I walked straight into the morgue hall, took a peek inside, and saw a body wrapped in a body bag lying on a trolley, parked at the door of the No. 2 freezer room.
Obviously, this body is the female body that Ning Guochang stole.
Perhaps the situation just now was too urgent.
Uncle Cai only counted the number of bodies and did not put the female body in the freezer for storage.
When I walked over, I felt the pulse in my right hand beating slightly.
The breath was very weak, and it seemed to be reminding me.
But compared to the powerful burning sensation and blood boiling feeling before, it is now extremely weak.
I seemed to be keenly aware that something must exist in this mortuary hall, and that something seemed to be peeping at me from a corner.
I stopped and looked around the entire morgue.
Except for the two or three corpses on the stone platform on the west side of the hall, everything was as usual.
I didn't see anything suspicious.
I am an expert and bold person.
I know that there is an evil spirit in my body, so why should I be afraid of any dead souls.
Without thinking, I walked towards the cart.
I was wearing the kind of hard rubber cotton shoes that made a pounding sound when I stepped on the hard floor.
Pound,, pound.
The heavy sound, that echoing sound. resounded throughout the morgue.
The body on the trolley was tightly wrapped in a black body bag, lying across the door of the No. 2 freezer room.
To the north of the body's feet and to the south, the outline of a thin female body appeared in front of the eyes.
I stood on the right side of the body and reached for the zipper of the body bag on the head of the body.
I wanted to confirm what I was thinking.
When my right finger touched the silver-white zipper, there was a snap.
A burst of static electricity hit my hand, and I instinctively retracted my hand.
I held my breath, and stretched out my right hand again, holding the silver metal zipper.
The other hand pulled the corner of the body bag, and there was a sharp snap. ,,,. ,, A bloodshot head was exposed.
On the top of the back of the smooth head, there was a straight horizontal incision, which was sewn tightly with black thread.
The head of the corpse was shaved bald, and the burgundy wavy hair was gone.
To be honest, I really didn't have the courage to pull it down.
It wasn't that I felt scared, but that I felt disgusted.
Only people who have seen autopsies with their own eyes.
That's why you feel this way.
The extent of the damage done to the body during the autopsy was appalling.
But the autopsy is.
The process that every vicious case must go through in order to fix the evidence.
There is nothing more important than understanding the real cause of death, using the clues presented by the corpse's functions, and deciphering the mysteries.
Whenever a corpse undergoes an autopsy, the corpse becomes unrecognizable, like a stitched rag doll, but for the sake of evidence, there is no good way.
This is a line that can never be crossed.
It's not just a moral and ethical issue, it's about solving the case better and giving justice to the deceased.
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To confirm my idea, I bit the bullet and reached for the body bag again.
Suddenly a cold breath seeped into the muscles from my back.
It felt like my entire back was pressed against the frozen inner wall of the freezer.
It was so cold that I had goosebumps all over my body.
I bit my lip lightly, as if to cheer myself up.
I stared at the black stitches on the female corpse’s head and said: "Lord of Evil Qi, do you think you are standing quietly behind me?
Are you interested?
Come out and see me.
I have too many questions waiting for you to answer.
Then I didn't wait for the Evil Lord to reply.
Instead, the extremely cold feeling was slowly approaching me.
All the hairs on my back stood up, and I turned around with confusion and questions.
A pale, fierce face appeared in front of me.
It was a bloodless, pale and blue face.
The face was so close to me that it was almost staring at me face to face.
The close distance seemed to make it difficult for me to see what it looked like.
I thought I would stumble and hold on to the steel plate of the trolley.
If I hadn't used my arms to support the center of gravity of my body, I believe I would have fallen flat on my back.
I didn't even realize it was so close to me.
I took a long breath and calmed down before I could really see her appearance clearly.
That face turned out to be the female corpse that Tian Feng and I had just pulled back from the Shiliba Reservoir this morning.
It was a smooth, white, bloodshot head sewn with black thread, and the face was horribly twisted.
Her blood-red eyeballs were slowly and continuously bleeding black pus and blood, oozing out from the corners of her eyes.
The black blood droplets slowly flowed down the facial bones of her cheeks.
It bared its teeth and stared straight at me.
The dark night brings endless fear to people.
If it were anyone else, such a terrifying look would scare people half to death.
Fortunately, I grew up in a funeral parlor, so I have seen many such bloody and scary looks.
I immediately punched him, and my right fist drew a beautiful parabola in the air, as if it was hitting a mirror image, but it missed.
At that moment, I seemed to understand that the evil spirit on my right hand had completely lost its power.
It was like an illusory shadow, looming in front of me.
There was a stabbing sound and the sound of the body bag being opened.
The body lying on the trolley climbed out at this moment, grabbed my arm, and sat up.
The grasping fingers were like a piece of frozen meat in the freezer, and the coldness was slowly and continuously seeping into my bone marrow.
There was an illusory shadow in front of me, but the female corpse behind me actually sat up, and she grabbed my arm as if she was alive and wouldn't let go.
The female corpse's other hand came around my neck and strangled me, pressing me onto the trolley.
The female corpse was pressed tightly against my back.
I tried my best to break free, but the strength of the female corpse was obviously superior to mine.
Its two arms were as hard as steel straps, holding me tightly to the trolley.
A bloody smell enveloped me.
It was like tap water mixed with fresh blood, making people retching after smelling it.
The tight arms were tightening so hard that I felt like I couldn't breathe.
At that moment, I panicked.
An instinct for survival made me yell desperately: "Uncle Wang, Uncle Cai, Tian Feng, but no matter how I shouted or struggled, my voice seemed to be imprisoned in the morgue and could not be heard.
The illusory mirror image of the female corpse looked at me proudly.
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The way I struggled seemed to bring pleasure to it, and it smiled extremely proudly.
My face turned red from holding it back, and I felt all the blood in my body rushing into my brain in an instant.
My forehead felt swollen, and I had a splitting headache.
What was even more terrifying, my consciousness began to gradually fade away.
The illusory female corpse began to appear twice, and I could no longer shout a word.
Just when I closed my eyes in despair, a black shadow shrouded in white air appeared behind the phantom of the female corpse.
The Evil Lord stretched out his white fingers, slowly moved from behind the phantom female corpse, and pressed its head.
The phantom female corpse had not yet arrived and turned around to look at it, when the Evil Lord's sickle was hooked around its neck.
As long as the evil spirit Lord's sickle makes a slight stroke, the mirror image of the female corpse's throat will be cut open by the cold and sharp sickle.
The Lord of Evil Spirit said in its unique old, depressed and heavy voice: "My master, have you experienced the feeling of approaching death?
Without ghost hands and eyes, you will become useless.
Please forgive me for letting you experience all this horror, my master.
The silence in this class is better than the sound.
I know that no matter what I say, you will not believe it.
Only when you experience it yourself will you understand who I am doing for the best.
I believe you will understand my good intentions.
After the Lord of Evil Qi finished speaking, he laughed a few times and didn't even wait for my reply.
He firmly pressed the head of the phantom female corpse onto the edge of the sickle, and the phantom female corpse looked at me with frightened eyes.
The smell of blood assaulted my nostrils, and strands of blood spurted out, splashing all over my face.
The phantom female corpse slowly disappeared with endless despair and fear.
Then the corpse behind me suddenly let go of me and fell heavily onto the trolley.
I covered my neck.
I saw a purple ball of light floating in the air from the corpse behind me, flying towards the Supreme Evil Spirit.
The Evil Lord stretched out his hand to grab him and swallowed it.
After a few minutes, I gradually regained consciousness.
I looked at the skeletal face of the Evil Lord, and at that moment I didn't know whether I should be grateful to it or hate it.
I stared at the female corpse on the trolley.
It seemed as if it had never moved.
It was lying quietly in the body bag, as if it had not climbed out at all just now.
But I am convinced by what I just experienced personally.
The Evil Lord seemed to see my confusion and said: "My master, I hope you can understand that in the supernatural world, there are many things you must believe in me.
Only I can truly protect you.
I hope you won’t be full of doubts about me anymore.
The reason why I didn’t save Chen Nina is to make it better for you and endure the pain that ordinary people can’t bear.
It doesn’t matter whether you are angry with me or hate me about this matter.
I believe that one day when you understand, you will be grateful to me.
I stared coldly at the Lord of Evil Spirits, with his white face and asked: "I will be grateful to you.
It's a joke.
From the day Chen Nina died, I will not be grateful to anyone, and I will not owe anyone anything.
I will repay everything that is due.
Lord of evil spirits, what are you hiding from me: