The mortuary is located on the first and second basement floors of the hospital's inpatient department, and each morgue is 250 square meters in size, which can accommodate the remains of many dead patients. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dean Zhao led Zhang Hao and Liu Feng to the door of the morgue on the first basement floor of the inpatient department, and Zhang Hao and the two smelled a pungent smell from the crack in the door, and subconsciously covered their noses and mouths with their hands.

Although Zhang Hao, as the youngest criminal police captain in the history of the city bureau, has faced many bloody and cruel crime scenes, and has also come into contact with many cruel and disgusting corpses, he has never touched the morgue, let alone Liu Feng, who is just the captain of the traffic police.

"In the morgue, in order to better store the corpses for family members to collect or use for human research specimens, we will regularly disinfect with a lot of alcohol and soak in formalin solution, so the smell here is very pungent, but it is good to get used to it slowly, not to mention which morgue is not the same."

Looking at the reaction of Zhang Hao and Liu Feng, the two big men covering their mouths and noses, Dean Zhao glanced at them with great disdain, just like that, or a policeman?

Dean Zhao actually ignored one point, that is, the two policemen in front of him were only in their twenties, and their experience was not yet mature, but their abilities should not be underestimated, otherwise they would not have become captains at a young age.

"Uh. Hehe. What Dean Zhao said was. Zhang Hao and Liu Feng glanced at each other depressedly, and then nodded in response.

For Zhang Hao and Liu Feng's words, Dean Zhao ignored them, he took a bunch of keys from his trouser belt, then searched for a while, took out a key, and inserted it into the lock of the morgue door.

"The key to this morgue is only for me and the director in the whole hospital, and no one else is allowed to break into the morgue without our permission, after all, this morgue is very important."

Click!

At the same time as Dean Zhao was talking to himself, the door of the morgue was opened, Dean Zhao pushed it personally, and he took the lead in entering.

Zhang Hao and Liu Feng had seen Dean Zhao's behavior as early as when they were in his office, so they could only look at each other helplessly, and then walked into the morgue after him.

As soon as they entered the morgue, Zhang Hao and Liu Feng felt cold all over their bodies, as if this was the underworld in the world. The entire space of the morgue was filled with countless shelves, and on the shelves were corpses covered with white cloths.

"The only new arrivals today are the corpses that were brought back from the accident scene before, you come with me." Dean Zhao said as he pulled out three masks and three pairs of medical gloves from his white coat, apparently keeping them in his pockets all along.

Dean Zhao kept a mask and a pair of medical gloves for himself, and handed the rest to Zhang Hao and Liu Feng respectively: "Well, bring them, although the morgue is often disinfected, there will still be some bacteria that may infect people." ”

After Zhang Hao and Liu Feng took the masks and gloves, they immediately put them on. Dean Zhao, who had already put them on, looked at them and nodded meaningfully.

Although they were a little puzzled by Dean Zhao's strange eyes and actions, Zhang Hao and Liu Feng didn't care, because they both felt that Dean Zhao himself was a little weird.

After following Dean Zhao for two or three minutes, they came to the innermost left row of the morgue, and Dean Zhao pointed to the two corpses on the platform there: "These two are the corpses you are looking for, and then I won't disturb your work." ”

After speaking, Dean Zhao turned around and walked out in the direction of the morgue gate.

"Ah Hao, do you think Dean Zhao has suddenly become a little strange?" Looking at the back of Dean Zhao walking out of the morgue and closing the door, Liu Feng still couldn't help but say to Zhang Hao.

"Well, I also think that if he always talked to himself, he should not be a person who does not like to talk, but since he came to this morgue, he has not spoken to us except when he needs to, and this is not in line with his previous behavior."

"Yes, I thought so, and he looked at us at that time, as if there was something hidden. I see, this Dean Zhao is not simple. ”

While Zhang Hao and Liu Feng were analyzing Dean Zhao's strange behavior, outside the corridor on the first basement floor, Dean Zhao was talking to a mysterious man who was wrapped in a black trench coat from top to bottom.

"I've put the police in the morgue for them to investigate, and you promised me not to make it public, you have to do it." Dean Zhao faced the mysterious man in front of him, and there was fear in his eyes.

"Hehe, don't worry, I promise you that I won't make that matter public, and from now on, I won't look for you again." From the black trench coat, a very strong and somewhat vicissitudes of baritone came out.

After speaking, the mysterious man did not linger, but turned around and left directly. Looking at the back of the mysterious man leaving, Dean Zhao was obviously relieved, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The mysterious man walked out of the first basement floor of the inpatient department and came to the door above, a pair of powerful killing intent surging out of his eyes, "Gu Feiyang, you have to pay the price for what you have done, the agent of death is about to complete your own death sacrifice for you!" ”