"High pressure is dangerous, no entry. ”

Song Xiaocheng read the words on the yellow triangle on the iron door, and watched Gao He naturally open the iron door, and the three of them walked into the iron door that looked like a high-voltage power distribution room.

Cui Wei, who was the last to enter the door, closed the iron door behind him, and with a click, the impermeable darkness was illuminated by the light.

What appeared in front of Song Xiaocheng's eyes seemed to be a monitoring room.

A rudimentary laminated wood table in the middle sits a large pile of books and paper materials, and the most conspicuous thing is a large plastic lunch box with cigarette butts almost out of place. In the corner, there was only a single bed and a single sofa with holes, and an empty instant noodle bowl was also stuffed with cigarette butts on a thumb bedside table that seemed to travel back in time to twenty years ago.

One wall of the room was covered with screens, and a large number of high-end and sophisticated instruments were placed underneath, but they were all turned off. The other wall is a cork panel wall, on which are a large number of photographs and sticky notes stapled to each other, connected by cotton threads of various colors.

At a glance, Song Xiaocheng saw a photo of himself from a few months ago, with a photo of Lin Yu connected to a blue string on the right, and a restaurant on fire below.

"Hmm......" Song Xiaocheng frowned and pinched his chin. He never smoked himself, and the strong smell of smoke in the room made him feel like he was in the toilet.

"yes, let's use it. Gao He walked over to the cork wall panel and pointed with his finger.

"In the last two or three months, there have been a large number of reports of various unnatural events in various places. There have been a large number of incidents of wild tigers injuring people in the Burleigh area, and many people in the southwestern highlands have witnessed 'flying humanoid monsters'. And yours here, City X, is the place with the most supernatural events, and the most exaggerated. ”

"Oh, is there anything more bizarre than an explosion?" Song Xiaocheng asked casually.

Gao He smiled and shook his head, "The damage caused by the explosion is the greatest, but it is the least sensational. Mr. Song, have you heard anyone talk about corpse fraud recently?"

"I'm set!" Song Xiaocheng almost laughed out loud, "Fake corpse? Yes...... Wait a minute!"

How could it not be? If you think about it, there is.

"I seem to have heard passers-by say that there are fewer corpses in hospital morgues?"

"That's right. Gao He said with a wry smile, "It's also near the Southern Cultural Business District." In the morgue of the city's No. 3 Central Hospital, bodies disappeared for six or seven nights in a row. Originally, it was thought that the body had been stolen, but after the hospital increased the number of night watchmen, some people witnessed the corpse crawling out of the freezer and escaping. ”

"What......?"

"Some people who died of illness or natural causes in the hospital are actually very mild. When we went to investigate, one of my buddies told me that he saw a man with less than half of his head left, running out with blood red, and it was said that he had died in a car accident......

"So ......?" Song Xiaocheng shook his eyes, hesitating whether to remind Gao He that the current content seemed to be a bit off.

"As for the serial arsonist, we have very little information. Some say it's a small man with a medium chubby build, and several say the man can breathe flames from the palm of his left hand, and the fire can engulf the entire interior space in an instant, causing an explosion. The only person who had close contact with him was a teller at Quanfu Bank, who told us that the man had a conspicuous bloody mole on the palm of his left hand. ”

Blood moles. Of course, it's not that simple. But......

"Since it's a small man, why did you find me?" Song Xiaocheng wondered if Gao He had any misunderstanding about the "little man".

Gao He smiled, "The witness who said 'little man' is at least two meters tall. Besides, compared to that description, you've been caught in another arson incident. ”

"What about the others, are there any clues?" Song Xiaocheng asked.

"It's gone. Gao He said dryly, "According to our plan, we can probably only wait for that guy to show up next time." ”

In other words, do you have to wait for the next "explosion accident"? Although he felt that this plan was full of incompetence and negligence, Song Xiaocheng himself could not think of any better way.

But......

"So...... How much do you know about this?" Song Xiaocheng raised his right hand, revealing Igni in his palm.

"We've seen a lot of this kind of thing, but we don't have an accurate name yet. What is certain is that only people with supernatural abilities can carry such things. It doesn't hurt or itch, the skin looks completely normal, and it can't be scrubbed off at all, the only thing that's not normal is that there is a shape. Some are small dots, some are dots, and some are thin wires. In general, the dot matrix is more powerful than a dot, and a thread is more powerful than a bunch of dots. And you're ......"

Song Xiaocheng looked at the triangle in his palm that was not completely closed.

"We've never seen anything like this geometry before. ”

Song Xiaocheng put down his hand thoughtfully.

"But the fact that you, like the arsonist, have the ability to release flames is all the more surprising to me. So far, we have been exposed to a wide variety of supernatural abilities, and there have never been two people with the same abilities. ”

"Nope. Song Xiaocheng raised his right hand and denied, "The ability of this thing is not a flame. ”

Since playing in the sink just now, Song Xiaocheng vaguely felt that the "Igni" in the palm of his right hand seemed to gradually have some consciousness. It's as if you have a mouth in the palm of your hand and can inhale and exhale.

"Look......" Song Xiaocheng palms up, fingers slightly clenched, and focused his energy on Igni.

A chill gradually condensed near the palm of his right hand, as if the heat around it had been drained away. Slowly, there was even a white frost condensing on the skin of his palm.

And Igni in the palm of his hand shimmered with a pale blue light.

Gao He and Cui Wei frowned and their eyes widened. Indeed, it is one thing to know that there are supernatural forces in this world, but it is quite another to be able to see them so closely.

"How did this happen?" asked Gao He softly.

"I was told that it was magic. ”

......

The moonlight in mid-air gradually seemed a little powerless, and a few wisps of green clouds passed in front of the moon, and the night sky, which was not very bright, became even darker.

Fortunately, there are still a few light poles in the parking lot of the city's Third Central Hospital, and Song Xiaocheng and Gao He Cui Wei, who are nested in a dilapidated commercial vehicle, can always see the scene in front of them.

This is Song Xiaocheng's plan.

Since all of these things are supernatural, they should be discussed together. And since the arson case cannot be broken through for the time being, it is better to start with other things that are easier to break through.

Compared with the tracking centipedes and insects on the street, Song Xiaocheng feels that it is more reliable to squat at the door of the hospital's morgue.

In the seven-seater business bread full of smoke smell, Cui Wei sat in the driver's seat, Gao He sat in the co-pilot, Song Xiaocheng sat in the middle, and there was a yawning young man in the back seat. This young man looks quite young, but his hairline is about to recede to the back of his head. There was a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, but the eyelids behind the lenses seemed to be getting more and more uncompetitive.

"Xiao Li!!" Song Xiaocheng turned his head and looked at the young man in the back seat who was already gasping and snoring, and shouted like an explosion, even Gao He and Cui Wei in the front seat turned their heads.

"Huh??"

Xiao Li was obviously frightened, and the whole person jumped up from his seat. This jump completely tossed away the already unstable glasses.

"What are you doing......?" Xiao Li complained as he bent down and fumbled with his glasses.

"Don't fall asleep, help keep an eye on it. ”

Song Xiaocheng said lazily while using Igny in his right hand to make a faint firelight.

"Tsk...... I stared at it all night ago, and I stared at it all night yesterday, but I didn't have a single hair, and I have to stare at it all night today. Where the hell are you guys?"

Xiao Li's stomach was full of resentment, and he didn't have a place to sprinkle it, just complaining.

Indeed, it was already the third night. For two consecutive days, Song Xiaocheng and Gao He Cui Wei stared from night to sunrise, until the morgue changed shifts, and they didn't see a single corpse running out. And this Xiao Li was sent by the Third Central Hospital to assist Gao He in their work.

"Don't bother with your teeth, aren't you also from the general affairs department of your hospital?"

Song Xiaocheng leaned back in the chair and stared through the car glass at a few tightly drawn windows.

"yes. Xiao Li craned his neck and replied in a daze.

"Have you ever seen a body run out of your hospital morgue?"

"Nope. Xiao Li still dealt vaguely, "Who did you listen to? Even if the corpse is alive, it is still locked in the freezer, how can it escape? It's not scientific at all!"

Gao He turned back from the co-pilot and said, "Didn't you work the night shift in the morgue?"

"Nope. Hey, that old man broke it up for you, right? Cut, old man Gao can talk nonsense in a day. Usually you have to talk about it when you have nothing to do, but this year I said that I would give him a salary increase and let him be in charge of the morgue, and he would be able to talk about it every day. Last time, a few of us got off the night shift and went to dinner together......"

"There's movement!"

Cui Wei, who was sitting in the driver's seat, interrupted Xiao Li's broken thoughts with a hoarse drink.

With that reminder, several people in the car looked out through the glass.

The door of the hospital morgue is facing the parking lot, supposedly to facilitate transportation. The two snow-white iron doors were slowly opening, and a figure loomed from behind the iron doors in the field of vision of several people.

The person behind the iron gate, naked, naked, limbs are very flexible, after pushing the door open, first poked his head around to look around, saw that there was no movement, then quickly jumped towards a courtyard wall and ran, the running action is very different from normal people, hands as if off the line, with the running and flying up and down.

"Song Xiaocheng! Get out of the car and chase!"

Of course, there is no need for Gao He to remind him, Song Xiaocheng has gently opened the car door and jumped out of the car.

But just as he was about to keep up with the strange man as little as possible, he suddenly noticed that there was another person staring at him behind the iron door......