On the third page of the letter, only two paragraphs are written.
"That horrible woman, she took advantage of me, stole my dreams, and made my body thin and weak, all because I could see what was going to happen in the future.
And there was an even more important reason why she had to let me do this job, and that was the doctors.
To be on the safe side, I have written this letter in two parts, one for each place and stored in different places, please go to the operating room, find another one under the operating table, and then, whether you can save yourself and save others depends on your own ability. ” I immediately folded the letter, put it back in a plastic bag and put it in my pocket, looked left and right, and then looked into the corner, and there were no cameras and no one noticed me.
After making sure that it was safe, I ran frantically to the dissection room, although the letter mentioned the operating room, but I thought that the so-called operating room is the dissection room, after all, the division room cannot be called the operating room.
In the dissection room, there were ten operating tables, and I began to look for the other half of the letter from under the number 1 operating table.
My ghost colleague must not have expected that the retreat would be relocated later, so whether these operating tables had been folded or turned over in the process of moving If the answer is yes, then it is almost impossible for me to find the important second half of the letter, because it must have been lost or found.
I will never know the secret here, unless I wait until my own body is depleted, after all, as mentioned in the letter, my former colleague, like me, has strange dreams that can predict the future.
Before, my body collapsed quickly, probably because I had also been stolen from my dreams.
If I can't find this help-saving letter, I will definitely repeat his mistakes, and I will leave such a letter in the future to remind those who come after me, but unfortunately I am doomed myself.
My hands were shaking, my mouth was dry, my tension was dying, and just when I was almost in despair, under bed nine, I saw the letter.
It was sandwiched between the metal frame and the bed slats, the head of the bed, and the letter was also contained in a bag, and since the color of the bed slats and the metal frame, as well as the paper, were white, it became the protective color of the letter.
I didn't bother to crawl out from under the bed, so I lay on my back on the floor, reading in the faint light.
"Congratulations on finding this letter, it's not just a matter of brains and guts, but also of luck, and to be honest, I'm not sure if these letters will be discovered and taken.
But I don't have any safer place to hide this letter.
I chose the freezer where I put a letter because I have been here for more than five years and have found that none of the "goods" there, the organs, have been opened or transported.
That's why I'm putting the letter there, and as for why, I'll find out for myself, I won't know in my lifetime.
I have a guess that you can refer to, though.
I suspect that the organ in that freezer belongs to some important person, not forgotten, and will be used one day.
After all, what can be put in the freezer is the best goods, there is no disease, and the amount is just right.
You must be disgusted to hear me say that, even disgusted with me.
But you'll soon find out that the word cargo is common enough. ” The next shift is around 19:30 t1706231537: