The door to the morgue is closed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Wang Ze'an pressed the doorknob down, but it was not opened, it was locked. Xiao Qingtian waved his hand to step back a little, and a red thread appeared in his hand.

The red thread slipped through the crack in the wall, and the morgue was quiet, without a sound. But the sound is scary.

Xiao Qingtian asked the red line to open the door. The red thread twisted through the keyhole, and the lock was unlocked with a soft "click". Wang Ze'an held his breath and pressed the doorknob down and gently pushed the door open.

Inside is a whole wall of freezers, and on each freezer is a note with basic information such as who is lying here, which case, etc.

The room was empty, except for the freezer on the whole wall, and all that was left was a table and a chair, on which lay a booklet, presumably used to register information.

The two of them gathered together at the table to look through the booklet. The red line glows faintly with blue light, in fact, it is not easy to see the words, Xiao Qingtian squinted his eyes and recognized the words, thinking that he must find an opportunity to change this color in the future.

Wang Ze'an is much more cautious. He glanced at the booklet and looked up once, this kind of place, it's always good to be cautious.

found Qian Tong's name on the booklet, and it was determined that it was in this morgue, so the two went to the freezer to look for it. As long as he thought of the dead people in this freezer, Xiao Qingtian felt a cold back.

There were a lot of freezers, so the two of them looked for them separately.

There was a sudden "bang!" outside the door, and both of them paused, only to feel that the cold hairs on their backs stood on end.

Glancing at each other silently, the two of them retreated out the door. Outside the door of the morgue is a narrow corridor connected to several morgues, a little further away is the forensic workshop, and a little further on is the door of the forensic office.

There are sofas and coffee tables at the door, and when you look over the morgue, you can only hear the sound of the wind.

The two of them walked there with their waists bent, and there were a few booklets on the coffee table, which were originally pressed with glasses, but at this time the glasses fell to the ground and shattered into slag, and the booklets were blown by the wind, and the pages on them were turned around.

The window wasn't closed.

The two did come in through the window rather than the door. But they are very careful to close the windows.

Xiao Qingtian looked at Wang Ze'an and asked him with his eyes. Wang Ze'an shook his head, they did close the window.

The two looked at each other and walked over to the window. Leaning on the window and looking out, there was nothing unusual, so he closed the window again. The hula on the coffee table finally settled down.

Carefully avoiding the shards of glass on the ground, the two hesitated and entered the morgue again. Before leaving the hall on a sunny day, a red line was left here.

I was a little scared.

After looking for a long time, Wang Ze'an finally found the freezer where Qian Tong was parked. He tapped his fingers on the freezer door, making a sound of "Bell, Bell!" that startled Xiaoqingtian. "Let's go!" Wang Ze'an gestured to Xiao Qingtian with his mouth.

Xiao Qingtian walked over and leaned on the note again to confirm it.

Qian Tong, a big New Year's Eve head cutting case.

Qingtian nodded, it should be this. "Let's go!" she motioned to Wang Ze'an.

There is a handle on the freezer door, Wang Ze'an holds the handle in one hand and pulls it out, and drags Xiao Qingtian in the other hand to slowly retreat...... The corpse was covered with a layer of plastic film, and Wang Ze'an slowly stretched out his hand to uncover it, and couldn't bear to turn his head slightly.

And at this moment, the mutation was abrupt.

"Hula!" the plastic film was lifted from the inside, and the corpse in the freezer sat up sharply.

The two looked at each other and quickly retreated to the door of the morgue. Finally, he stopped at the door and looked at the corpse that was still sitting in the freezer with them on his back.

The corpse, however, was a man with a head. She was still dressed in the same bright yellow gauze skirt, which was slightly torn, revealing a round white shoulder, and a thick black hair on her head with her back to them.

The female corpse turned her head faintly.

The corners of her mouth hooked up a smile, revealing her white teeth, which made people feel cold.

Both of them were breathless.

Wang Ze'an has been cultivating for six years, and he has seen powerful ghosts and little demons, but he has never seen such a monster.

Qian Tong's neck has an unusually weird head.

Her black hair stretched from the back of her head to her cheeks, her round eyes shrunk to the size of a mung bean, glowing green in the dark, and she smiled with two sharp fangs at the corners of her mouth.

The monster looked at the two of them, and suddenly opened its mouth, and its voice was hoarse and ugly: "I didn't expect you to be bold enough!" As the words fell, the plastic film on her body was suddenly lifted, and the monster jumped up from the freezer, and the gauze skirt on her body swirled gracefully in the air with her movements.

It's deadly beauty!

How did the two of them have time to appreciate it? The raised gauze skirt with countless tiny needles and needles struck the two at the door.

Xiaoqing's subconscious thing was to run: "Wang Ze'an, let's go back the same way!"

Wang Ze'an said yes, dragged Xiao Qingtian and turned his head and ran out of the morgue. At this time, the two of them had no experience of fighting alone.

The little thorn chased after the two of them, and the tip of the thorn was faintly glowing, which was obviously poisonous.

Qingtian waved his hand and laid a red line behind him as a shield, which was pierced in less than a minute, and the pierced red line gradually turned black and fell to the ground.

There is a kind of abusive beauty in plain innocence.

The two of them had to run for their lives.

Running from the narrow corridor to the hall, Wang Ze'an silently recited his mental method and sped up. Be sure to get out of this medical examiner's office first.

Seeing that the window was already in front of them, the two of them braked sharply and stopped. The monster hung in front of the window with its arms outstretched, a strange smile on its lips.

The little thorn chasing the two behind him also retreated into her gauze skirt at a great speed.

It seems that running is useless. So far, there is only one battle.

Wang Ze'an quickly recited the mantra, and the water vapor in the air condensed into ice spikes, attacking the monster. Xiao Qingtian waved his right hand, and a piece of red thread wrapped around the monster. The monster swerved in the air, nimbly dodging the attack of the two.

However, after the recent practice of the two, Wang Ze'an's ice spike has a tracking effect, and the red line of Qingtian is even more aware of Qingtian's intentions.

The monster dodged once but didn't expect to follow closely behind it for the second time, and a row of ice spikes from Wang Ze'an stabbed straight into her abdomen, and pierced into the flesh with the tender yellow gauze skirt.

"Flutter!" is the sound of flesh being punctured.

Qian Tong, who was obviously dead, was bleeding from his body due to being pierced by ice thorns, dripping on the ground along the gauze skirt, and the red blood stains meandered on the ground like a small snake.

Wang soothed his chest, soothing his vague excitement.

Due to the pain, the monster's nimble movements slowed down, and the red thread turned around in mid-air, taking the opportunity to wrap around her limbs. The monster was completely bound.

Qingtian's hand tightened, and the red thread sank deep into her flesh. There was a faint stench in the air.