When I opened my eyes, it was still dark.

In the cold and small space, I squirmed my stiff body slightly, and immediately heard a clattering sound like a plastic bag.

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My name is Shi Zhe and I am a forensic doctor.

A ...... guarding the morgue Trainee Forensic Doctor.

I still guard the morgue today.

Because I just graduated, I was still a little immature and couldn't take charge of myself, so I needed to learn from an experienced master first, but that old dead face actually let Uncle Ben guard the morgue!

I studied forensic medicine because the profession of forensic medicine sounds cool and seems to be easy to take on my sister, but I don't see any female creatures today.

Two bodies were delivered yesterday, it seems that a schoolboy and a college student were delivered.

The reason why I want to talk about this is because after the two bodies were delivered, the dead face master did not unzip the body bag as usual and asked me to check the cause of death and the time of death of the deceased.

It felt special.

Of course, as an upright and sunny person, there is a lower limit to morality, and there is a ...... Wait, what do I think I'm hearing?

Just after fighting the landlord, I locked my phone and put it on the table casually, listening carefully.

'Wow... Wow...'

Sure enough, there was movement! Listen carefully, but it's coming from the morgue behind you!

A sneer tugged at the corner of my mouth, and I tucked my phone into my trouser pocket and grabbed the broom next to me.

Grab the handle of the morgue door, gently open a gap, dodge in and close quickly!

Perfect! Silent and fast!

Raising the broom with one hand, my eyes sharpened, scanning the morgue as cold as ever.

In order to avoid corpses**, the temperature in the morgue is always very low. As a new generation of the 21st century born under the red flag and growing up in the spring breeze, I firmly believe in scientism and materialism! And with the sturdy spirit burning in my chest - not afraid of the cold!

At the moment I have a sharp blade in my hand! It's chanting! Let me go forward and kill the enemy! Come out! My enemy! Let me cut you to the sword!

With sharp eyes and keen hearing, I was able to determine the exact location of the sound!

-- Of the two bodies that were sent yesterday, it looks like the corpse of the college student was stored in the corpse locker where the deceased's photograph was taken!

This is terrible, I must destroy the enemy as soon as possible, or they will gnaw at the corpse of that college student, and I will definitely not escape if the corpse is destroyed!

I took a deep breath and raised my feet to step over there to destroy my enemy, the rat.

Damn, I also know the style of painting is wrong! But I can't help it! As a pawn, I don't have any say at all! I'll have to do whatever the dead-faced master tells me to do, otherwise there will be a lot of people outside waiting to replace me!

In the 21st century, it will be difficult for the new generation to find a job!

The morgue is idle on this side of the errand...... But the idle man who stepped on the horse was sick! I wasn't like this before! I've been getting more and more mentally ill since I came to this place! Always talking to yourself alone! I'm going to go crazy if I keep going like this!

No, I'm probably crazy.

Because...... I saw...... The corpse locker...... Myself...... Slipped out......

It slipped out!!!

The zipper of the body bag is cracked!! The corpse sat up!! Sit! Rise......

***

Zhang He reached out and rubbed his eyes, yawning. It's amazing to see the light again and regain control of your body.

'Bang' The sound of something falling on the ground woke up Zhang He, who was stretching.

Subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, but saw a young man in a blue police shirt lying on the ground with his eyes staring, and holding a broom in his right hand.

Zhang He subconsciously scratched his head, but only touched a piece of smoothness - this wonderful touch?

it!? Where's Lao Tzu's hair!? A man's hairstyle is as important as a woman's makeup!!

Turning over and jumping out of the corpse locker, Zhang He found another problem - he was originally 1.73 meters tall and weighed 150 pounds, and his slightly chubby figure suddenly became strong after sleeping.

Biceps, pecs, six perfectly symmetrical abs - as strong and strong as a stone sculpture of a work of art!

It's just that the current figure...... It's exactly the same as the 'self' in the dream just now......

Thinking about it, out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently saw the photos and names and causes of death on the rows of neatly arranged square cabinets beside him.

Isn't that meng...... Wait a minute!

Zhang He suddenly turned around!

The photo posted on the square cabinet that Yu Guang just scanned and the following name: Luo Guang, male. Cause of death: 12 to 12 knives in the back, 3 knives in the abdomen, excessive blood loss.

Beside!

Wu Zhi, male. Cause of death: Cardiac arrest.

Next to it!

Zhang Baboon, male. Cause of death: Stupid.

And then there's the one I just jumped off from.

Zhang He, male. Cause of death: Excessive blood loss.

This is the morgue!? My dull brain finally regained its senses, and I finally remembered what had happened before.

Shen Qing, the vampire Rebecca, and the continuous pleasure before losing consciousness......

Damn it! It turned out to be sucked to death!

It's not that suck but this suck, and it's also comfortable, but it's a shame!

Zhang He, who slowly calmed down, sat on the ground with his legs crossed, holding his chin and thinking about the future:

If vampires exist, it's not surprising that they will come back from the dead to become superpowers. That dream also told me what my abilities were.

Although the superpower I want to have the most is the telekinesis like the Phoenix Girl in "X-men", if the superpower is like that, there is no way to 'resurrect from the dead' now.

And now the top priority is -- Zhang He squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at the young policeman on the other side who was frightened and fainted because he saw the corpse.

It's time to get down to business after the fun!

As a top student of the Department of Philosophy of Yuzhou University in Yu City, Zhang He's IQ is beyond doubt! After quickly accepting the fact that he was already a superpower, he immediately thought of the predicament he was facing now.

Since he has been sent to the morgue of the police department, it means that his identity is already in a state of 'death'. Even if he runs away now, he won't be able to escape at all.

Besides, there's no need to run away at all!

Jang Hyuk didn't think he was the only one who was special, and he had never heard of any news or gossip about 'supernatural people', 'vampires', 'ghosts' or anything like that for so many years, and there was no doubt that it was the government's handiwork!

The existence of these aliens, including the superpowers, is a secret that cannot be disclosed to the people above.

In order not to be known by too many ordinary people about the alien race of those 'who are not of my race', the superpowers who originate from ordinary people but have extraordinary abilities naturally become the best law enforcers.

Maybe it's like what Shen Qing's idiot said:

The superpower is currently the most effective means of counterattack for human beings.

In this case, even if your abilities are known by the people above, you don't have to worry about being sliced or something—a living superpower is far more valuable than a dead superpower.

Zhang He's eyes darkened slightly, but then he immediately returned to normal, and calmly looked at the young policeman lying in the corner: This grandson is awake......