I suddenly remembered that Du Hao was indeed one-armed.
Looking at this severed arm, fear struggled in my throat like a big bird.
After a normal person's arm is cut off, it is absolutely impossible to preserve it so well like this arm.
And the first time I saw him in the duty room, he gently stroked the pillow and futon, saying that he had come to see an old friend.
At that time, I thought that he was really Lao Liutou's old friend, but I didn't think that he killed Lao Liutou, maybe he just came to see his arm At this moment, I suddenly had a bold guess that Du Hao's arm might have been cut off by Lao Liu's head and put into the pillow.
Lao Liu Tou has worked in the morgue for two years, which is the longest among many, and it is definitely not simple.
And Du Hao's fake death certificate was also issued two years ago, I estimate that cutting off his arm had a great impact on Du Hao, so in order to take revenge on Lao Liutou, he finally killed Lao Liutou.
"Hadron, your arm" Linzi looked at me with wide eyes in horror.
Yes, it was something that made me even more frightened and confused.
Because the pattern on that arm is the same as on my arm Linzi jerked up my sleeve, and he couldn't help but gasp, "It's really exactly the same" "I've done research on this pattern in the past two days, and it should be related to living corpses, but I can't be sure yet."
Professor Lan said faintly.
I suddenly remembered that Vice President Wang's wife once wanted my arm, saying that my arm could save her son.
"Then I also have something to do with living corpses" Professor Lan nodded thoughtfully, and said to himself: "I finally understand, why Du Hao wants to kill you, but he doesn't kill you, why Vice President Wang chose you from so many people, why first" He suddenly stopped talking.
"Brother Yu, you seem to have made a mistake."
I reminded him that Vice President Wang had chosen me to be a morgue before my arm had a pattern.
Professor Lan lifted the black-rimmed glasses, "Yes, I know."
But you are not only the same as Du Hao's birthday, you have other places that are very similar, and I will tell you later. ” My heart was like a big blockage, very dull, "So what are we going to do now?"
Professor Lan smiled slyly, "You personally put this broken arm in Freezer No. 1, he will naturally come to pick up his glasses tomorrow, and when he sees this arm, he won't ask for glasses again." ” "Why" "Because there is also a curse on this arm, which is the power of strong thoughts, which I told you before.
So you have to put it yourself, others can't touch this thing, including Du Hao himself. ” Linzi sat in a chair, her hands folded over her shoulders, with a questioning look.
"Since he can't touch it himself, then why is he trying to get this arm."
"I don't know."
Professor Lan pursed his lips, seemingly dissatisfied with Linzi's attitude.
He paused and continued: "Anyway, I know that Du Hao has always wanted this arm, but he needs Zhang Qiang and a dagger."
"I remember," I looked at Linzi and told him that Professor Lan should be right.
Because that time in the haunted building, I was holding a fake pillow, and the puppet in the TV set was for me to open the pillow with a dagger, maybe that would lift the curse.
Professor Lan continued: "But if Zhang Qiang has already taken out his arm and put it in the No. 1 freezer, then Du Hao understands that Zhang Qiang will not compromise with him, and he will naturally back down. ” Professor Lan said that it was very wicked, and I would be skeptical, "Then what will I do?"
"Then, of course, the glasses went back to the room with the six-pointed star."
Professor Lan said.
I nodded, and walked towards the morgue with my arm in hand.
At this time, Linzi suddenly asked Professor Lan, "Since it's so simple, why didn't you tell Qiangzi the truth in the first place?"
Linzi's words reminded me, and the leg that stepped out was retracted.
If I had been told at the beginning that what was in it was so important to Du Hao, I wouldn't have almost lost my pillow again and again.
Professor Lan looked embarrassed, opened his mouth, and knew at a glance that there was something to hide, and it was definitely not a good thing.
"Brother Yu, you'd better tell me the truth."
I'm resolute.
"Okay, then I'll tell you."
Professor Lan sighed and said, "Actually, after opening the pillow, it will have some impact on you, I don't know the specifics."
"You don't know" Lin Zi stood up, approached Professor Lan, and grabbed him by the shoulder.
Professor Lan's right shoulder was already injured, and when he was grabbed by Linzi, he immediately showed a painful expression.
"I really don't know," Professor Lan gritted his teeth and said, "So Zhang Qiang needs to be mentally prepared.
This is the only way to get Du Hao to stop. ” I was silent for a moment, and finally stepped out of the duty room.
"You go out too."
Professor Lan said to Linzi unceremoniously.
"What about you?"
asked Linzi.
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"Bandage your wounds."
Professor Lan said.
"Then I can help you, can you do it yourself" Linzi said to get the medicine box, but Professor Lan pushed him out of the duty room.
"No need."
Professor Lan was a little secretive.
Linzi had no choice but to go to the morgue with me, muttering as he walked, "It's all big men, what's so awkward" I ignored him, and as instructed by Professor Lan, I first put Du Hao's severed arm into the No. 1 freezer, which happened to be empty.
After that, I went to the administration building with Linzi, and since the last time we went to Vice President Wang's office in the middle of the night, the security guards in the building stopped caring about us.
We generously came to Vice President Wang's office, first asked him for the key to the basement floor, and then went to that special room with glasses.
Vice President Wang was originally very curious about what we were going to do, but when he saw that Linzi and I just didn't talk about it, he didn't ask any more.
After successfully doing this, Linzi and I went back to the duty room.
Professor Lan had already bandaged his wounds, and when he saw us, he quickly stood up: "I'm back, it's all done."
I nodded, "It went well." ” "Okay, now I can tell you about Du Hao's other connections with you."
Professor Lan said lightly.
"However, these are all demerits that I have observed, and they have nothing to do with academic research."
I lifted my spirits and sat Professor Lan down and spoke slowly.
"No need to sit, I'll leave when I'm done."
I nodded.
Professor Lan asked me to count the strokes of the two characters in my name.
As I wrote, I said, "Zhang, seven paintings, strong, twelve paintings." ” "Count Du Hao's strokes again."
"Du, seven paintings, Hao, twelve paintings."
I looked at Professor Lan in amazement.
"That's right."
"But that's not all. ” That's all for today and see you tomorrow at 11:00 a.m t1706231537: