"What, so you didn't see anything at all, uncle?" Li Minghao exclaimed in surprise when he heard this, showing a slightly disappointed look.

Uncle Yang ignored Li Minghao's questioning, took another puff of cigarette, knocked the already long cigarette ash, squinted his eyes, and continued to describe.

That night, Uncle Yang and the security guard left the new little security guard on duty all night, and the two went around to the alley behind the hospital to have fun. It wasn't until about six o'clock the next morning that the two of them came back one after the other, it seemed that their bodies had been relaxed, Uncle Yang's spirit was very good, and his steps were calm and steady.

"Shh~shh~" Uncle Yang whistled, and walked steadily down from the driveway that only led to the third basement floor, leisurely and leisurely through the labyrinthine walkway.

It is getting closer and closer to the road from the cold storage, and the cool air released by the cold storage makes Uncle Yang, who has just warmed up from the sun on a summer morning, feel excited, and then, he found the problem.

This temperature ...... Wrong!

He thinks that he has been in this hospital for decades, not to mention anything else, his understanding of the three underground floors of this hospital is definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people, especially the temperature that has not changed much throughout the year. Although he hadn't been to the surface for many days, the temperature in the three underground floors was really a little low today.

This is not uncommon, but it only occurs in one case, and that is when the door of the cold storage is opened.

Uncle Yang thought of this, the steps under his feet accelerated, he was not very happy in his heart, the key to this underground cold storage is only in the hands of him and the dean, usually if someone dies, the body will be sent to the morgue, and then parked for a day or two, and the family will be sent to the cold storage after seeing it, waiting for the people from the funeral home to go through the formalities to claim it. This time, the people in the hospital did not contact him, and directly sent the body to the cold storage, which was really not in accordance with the procedure. And if this qiē procedure is broken, who else can there be besides the dean?

Uncle Yang's footsteps were very fast, and within a few minutes, he bypassed the last turn and walked to the corridor of the cold storage.

Sure enough, the door of the cold storage was wide open, and a cold air condensed by the cold was constantly emitting from the crack in the open door.

Uncle Yang snorted coldly, coughed heavily, and shouted, "Who opened the door?"

After that, Uncle Yang made progress and stepped into the threshold of cold storage, but he saw ......

"Ahh......h

On the floor of the cold storage, which is usually as smooth as a mirror, a large piece of black and red came into Uncle Yang's eyes, and in that piece of dark red, there were some corpses scattered scattered, like the corpse of the fish floating in the spicy boiled fish dish, fragmented and dark red.

Seeing this qiē, the corners of Uncle Yang's forehead were soaked with cold sweat in an instant, he desperately opened his mouth, gasping for breath, his two eyes turned upwards like dead fish, and there was a thick blockage in his throat and eyes, making him speechless at all. He trembled up and down like chaff, and it took him a long time to react, and something was wrong in the cold storage!

"And then you're going to find someone?" Li Minghao couldn't help but interject when he heard this.

However, Uncle Yang shook his head, glanced at the door again, and saw that there was nothing abnormal outside the crack in the door, so he lowered his voice and said, "Where do I dare to find someone!"

Li Minghao was taken aback, and hurriedly asked: "Why don't you find someone? Can such a big matter be hidden?" As soon as the words came out, Li Minghao realized that his words were simply childish, if the matter could be hidden, he Li Minghao would not appear here today.

"My head was all messed up at the time, how could I have thought about this!" The cigarette in Uncle Yang's hand had already burned out, he directly threw the cigarette butt on the ground, there was deep fear in his eyes, he said: "The key to the cold storage is only for me and the dean, after the accident, my brain was messed up like a ball of wool, and I sat on the ground for a while before I realized that this key was obviously not released by the dean, so it can only be my negligence that caused this matter, even if it is not me, it cannot be the dean." Even if it's the dean, no one will believe it when he says it. So, I quickly got up and looked at the door with the keyhole, and my key with the red rope was stuck in the keyhole. ”

"So, is it really your negligence, uncle?" asked Li Minghao.

"No! Of course it's not me!" Uncle Yang became excited, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deeply locked into countless grooves, and he argued: "In the past few decades, my key has never left me!

"But ......," Li Minghao muttered, "That's not right, since you are sure that the key is not leaving, but the key is on the door, could it be that someone stole it?"

"No! It can't be!" Uncle Yang shook his head again and said, "At first, I also thought that someone had stolen my key. However, before I left with Lao Li, I also took out the key on my body and looked at it, the key was not stolen at that time, and I took 10,000 steps back, even if the key was stolen during the time I went out, but I checked the surveillance video, and no one came to the third basement through the guò elevator or garage entrance, so how could he take the key and appear on the third basement floor out of thin air? Could he have penetrated the wall?"

When Li Minghao heard this, he couldn't help but shudder, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Won't it really be haunted......

Uncle Yang didn't answer, but said to himself: "I didn't know that the key was not stolen by someone at the time, I thought I made a mistake and didn't keep the key, I was scared and nervous, I got up from the ground, and after seeing the key on the door, I remembered to see if the guy who destroyed the corpse was still there, if I caught that pervert, maybe I could make up for it." It took me a lot of courage to dare to go over and look at the minced meat, but fortunately, the time was not too long, and the temperature of the cold storage was low, so the corpse did not stink, I carefully examined the fragments of the corpse, and found that many places had not been thawed, and the time was not too long. The broken bones were untidy, as if they had been gnawed by some wild beast. I was afraid that the murderer had not gone far, so I went back to the office to get a hammer, pulled out the key, and then went back to inspect the scene, but except for the drawer where the body was stored was pulled out, there was really nothing strange at the scene. I wanted to clean up the scene myself and hide the incident, but it turned out to be too difficult and I had to call the police. ”

After that, Uncle Yang was silent, his experience had been described, and although his description was trivial and incoherent, Li Minghao still understood the whole thing.

"Was there nothing special at that time?" Li Minghao asked unwillingly, he always felt that this incident was described as simple as a high-IQ beast stealing the old man's key and running to the cold storage to eat fast food, it seems, there was nothing special.

"Hmm......" Uncle Yang groaned for a while, raised his eyes and glanced at Li Minghao, as if he still had something to say.

Li Minghao's heart was clear, and his curiosity urged him to quickly take out a few hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and gently press them under the box of cigarettes.

If it weren't for talking about a bad thing, Uncle Yang really wanted to laugh twice and say a few flattering words, but at the moment he couldn't laugh anyway, he said: "The night after the police came, I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I sat on the bed and thought nonsense. As a result, at about four o'clock in the morning, I vaguely heard movement outside the door, and I copied the flashlight and chased it out, and it turned out to be ...... It turned out to be ......"

The door stood in the doorway of the penultimate room at the end of the hallway, slightly open, like a ferocious beast struggling to open its bloody mouth, and like an irregular black hole, ready to absorb anyone who approached it. He Huan had already eased up at this time, he was groping in this labyrinthine underground floor, and finally had some clues, Li Minghao, maybe he was in this door.

He Huan gradually approached the door, and was about to shout the word "mouse", but he heard some faint sounds of Suo Suo from the door, as if someone was eating some kind of food.

He Huan's steps froze, his eyes opened widely, and his originally somewhat tired and chaotic head was awake in this instant.

"Nibbling...... The sound of food?!" He Huan suddenly remembered that the three underground floors were not peaceful, if it weren't for the fact that they were not peaceful, Li Minghao would not have run to the lifeless underground three floors. Before, He Huan wanted to find Li Minghao ********, but he directly ignored the terrifying incident that happened a few days ago on the third underground floor!

He Harmony stood in place and thought for a long time, but still decided not to take risks, if it was really Li Minghao in the door, it would be impossible to make the sound of gnawing on food, how could he, a rich second generation who had eaten and seen, run to such a place in the middle of the night to take risks and eat something? Inside, it must be a strange thing! Certainly, he He Harmony is a man who often bumps into ghosts, since his mother's death, he will encounter some strange things every year on the festival day, and this year's strange incidents have become even more frequent than the girls' aunts. He had every reason to believe that the person in the crack in the door was the initiator of the corpse destruction case, the monster that had eaten the corpse!

Thinking of this, He Huan quickly and silently turned around and began to run backwards, slowing down as much as possible so that no one could hear his movements, and even his breathing became as silent as possible.

He Huan endured the severe pain from the tail vertebrae, and only wanted to find Li Minghao first, and after finding it, he would immediately call the police and let the police deal with this ghoul monster, and now, all he could do was to leave here as quietly as possible, so as not to startle the snake, after all, finding Li Minghao is the most important thing.

Just as He Huan ran wildly to the glass door that let him turn in, he suddenly trembled like a lightning strike, and a layer of white sweat broke out of his head in an instant. He Huan stood tremblingly, his footsteps had already stopped, because he suddenly thought of something.

Could the corpse that the monster was eating be the corpse stolen from the cold storage? If that is the case, will Uncle Yang, who is in charge of the cold storage, not be able to find out? After all, this is a special period after the case, and it is impossible for Uncle Yang to relax his vigilance, and he will not even notice that the corpse has been stolen again. In the three underground floors, except for Uncle Yang, the only living person who may appear is Li Minghao, could it be that the monster is gnawing at Uncle Yang? Or ...... It's Lee Myung-ho!

He Huan's anger suddenly rushed to his head, because of anger, his eyes became red, which made him lose the last trace of reason, whether it was out of morality as a colleague and friend, or the doctor's duty to save lives and help the wounded, he couldn't bear that monster to hurt people in front of him!

He Huan turned around, rushed to the door in three steps and two steps, opened the door without hesitation and rushed in, the door was pitch black, the monster did not turn on the light, but did not know what it was eating in the dark. Hearing footsteps coming, the monster temporarily stopped what it was doing and looked in the direction He Hui came in.

With a "snap", He Huan turned on the lights in this room, and suddenly, silver-white lights sprinkled everywhere He Huan's vision could see.

This is a real yàn room, and the area is not too large. Several large tables for the real yàn room were laid across in front of He Huan, almost occupying the entire room, and some real yàn utensils were randomly placed on the tables, most of which were those instruments commonly used in the laboratory department.

He Hui glanced left and right with his peripheral vision, and did not see anything unusual, but he already smelled a strong smell of blood in his nose.

He Hui remained silent, fumbled and picked up a broom on the side of the door, held it tightly with both hands, and approached the rows of tables with a solemn expression, the table was too high and wide, He Hui couldn't see what was behind the table, but he was very sure that there was indeed something behind it.

At the same time, the monster who was originally in this room also did not move, and he seemed to want to determine his position through the slight footsteps of Guò He Harmonic in this dead silence.

He Huan's hands were already covered with sweat, and the stainless steel broom rod was a little slippery in his hands. However, at this moment, apart from being nervous, he didn't feel fear, he only hoped that he could rely on his own strength to stop the demon in front of him from continuing to commit crimes, no matter whether the person who had been sacrificed was Uncle Yang or Li Minghao.

"Smack!"

But at this moment, a slapping sound suddenly came from behind the second row of tables!

He Huan was startled, and hurriedly took two steps back, bowed slightly, leaned against the wall in a defensive posture, and looked nervously at the second row of tables.

There didn't seem to be anything unusual on the table, but behind the table, something seemed to be slapping at something, as if someone was slapping the dust off its body.

Then, before He Hui could adjust his mentality to take a look, he saw a black shadow standing up from behind the table. (To be continued.) )