Next to the door of the mortuary, there is a small room, about 30 square meters in size.

If there are medical staff transporting the body to the morgue, they will make a registration here, and the guard will help to make a number of the corpse, use a red rope, hang a small sign, which records the name, time of death, and number of the corpse, and then tie it to the corpse's feet, and then use a plastic bag to pack the corpse and send it to the morgue.

The door of the morgue was closed, and the key was on the guard's uncle.

"Yo, Uncle Fang, are you on duty today?" Dean Chen looked through the window of the small room and shouted.

Uncle Fang is a very kind-looking old man, his eyebrows are twisted, but the folds on his face are not deep. At this time, I was concentrating on watching TV with my mobile phone! Hearing Dean Chen's voice, he hurriedly looked up, and was so frightened that he quickly stood up and said, "Dean Chen...... You...... What are you doing here? ”

The dean, but he is a high-ranking figure, for a person like Uncle Fang who guards the morgue, on weekdays, I am afraid that he will not see him once in a year.

Dean Chen smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay...... Mr. Lin was sent to investigate a case with us, so I personally received Mr. Lin and accompanied Mr. Lin to the morgue to see the deceased...... You do the registration and then open the door to the morgue. ”

"Okay, good ......" Uncle Fang nodded again and again, then looked at Lin Zhe and politely shouted "Hello Mr. Lin".

Lin Zhe smiled and replied very politely.

According to Dean Chen, this Uncle Fang is a poor man, his children died early, leaving behind a little granddaughter, who is still in high school.

Uncle Fang used to do a lot of work, collected rags, picked up garbage, smashed pots and sold iron to earn money, and supported his granddaughter to go to school, and later ...... The hospital happened to be recruiting staff to guard the morgue, but it couldn't recruit anyone, and in the end, Uncle Fang was found.

Uncle Fang has been working in the hospital for five or six years, and he has always been cautious, doing things very solidly, and he has never made any mistakes.

After making the registration, Uncle Fang took the key and opened the door of the morgue.

The door of the morgue is a large iron door, very heavy, and when it is closed on weekdays, it is so tight that the knife and gun can't move a bit, but as soon as it is opened, the air around it suddenly drops several temperatures.

The gloom was cold and cold, as if mixed with a strange smell, mixed with the air.

The smell inside is a little unpleasant, just like the fish that has been refrigerated in the refrigerator at home, and when it is opened, there is a pungent fishy smell.

Dean Chen is used to being pampered on weekdays, but at this moment, the whole person couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously took a few steps back and covered his nose.

Dean Chen, Mr. Lin...... Come...... Wear a mask! Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to adapt to ......."

Uncle Fang smiled, trembled, took out two masks, and handed them to Lin Zhe and Dean Chen.

"Okay, good ......" Dean Chen hurriedly took the mask and put it on.

The three of them put on their masks and went inside.

"Dean Chen, Mr. Lin, which corpse are you here to see this time?" Uncle Fang walked in front of him tremblingly and led the way, and asked.

Dean Chen said: "It is the one that died inexplicably a few days ago. ”

"Oooh......"

Lin Zhe followed behind the two and looked at the morgue.

I have to say that this morgue is indeed ridiculously large, and it is estimated that there is an area of 400 square meters.

In addition to the corpses refrigerated in the freezer, the corpses on the corpse rack, at least hundreds, were neatly arranged, which was much larger than the morgue in the southeast supernatural area.

The icy cold air pierced into the bone marrow, and Dean Chen couldn't help but shiver as he walked.

Lin Zhe is okay, a cultivator, he has Dao Qi to protect his body, and he is full of righteousness, but this trip down, but there is no abnormality at all.

After a while, when he came to a corpse rack, Uncle Fang stopped.

The corpses in the morgue are wrapped in plastic bags, and when placed outside, a white blanket will be spread to cover the appearance of the corpses.

After all, there are all kinds of corpses here, and the deceased in some homicide cases are even more tragic, and if a timid person sees it, he will be scared half to death.

Although the medical staff who brought the corpses were accustomed to seeing life and death, some of them who were inexperienced could still be frightened by the strange corpses in the morgue.

Uncle Fang squinted, leaned over, looked at the ankle of the corpse on the corpse rack, and then nodded and said, "This is the ......."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to lift the white blanket that covered the corpse and opened the freshness inside.

Dean Chen's body was shocked, as if he felt a little disgusted, and he didn't dare to get too close.

Lin Zhe smiled and said to Uncle Fang, "Thank you!" ”

"You're welcome, yes, Mr. Lin!" Uncle Fang said, stood aside, and did not say anything more.

Lin Zhe stepped forward and looked at the deceased.

I don't know if it's because I've been dead for several days, although the body has been kept in the morgue for refrigeration, but at this moment, it can be clearly seen that there have been some slight changes on the body.

The dark circles under the deceased's eyes were a little bruised at this time.

Lin Zhe stretched out his hand and flicked the deceased's eyelids, only to see the deceased's pupils, some signs of concave inside.

"Dean Chen, is this what the deceased looked like when he died?" Lin Zhe looked at the corpse and asked.

Dean Chen swallowed and said, "No, this is a symptom that only appears after death...... I guess it's because the things in my brain have been drained, so the eyeballs have been affected, and they are slightly sunken inside, as for ...... The bruise on the side of the eye bag may be that the blood in the deceased's brain was sucked dry before he died...... When your own blood circulates to the area of the eye bag, it stops...... Over time, bruises appeared in the place...... All in all, these are normal phenomena......"

Although there are some taboos in my heart, Dean Chen's professional knowledge is still in place, and the explanation is clear and clear.

"Oh......" Lin Zhe nodded and began to use his hands to ruffle the deceased's hair.

Sure enough, as Dean Chen said, there was a finger-wide hole in the center of the top of the deceased's head, which was covered by the deceased's hair.

"There was no abnormality in the deceased's body, no signs of poisoning, and no other wounds, which means that the hole in the top of his head was a fatal wound...... It's just ......" Speaking of this, Dean Chen's face showed a look of surprise.

"Just what?" Lin Zhe raised his head and looked at Dean Chen.

Dean Chen clasped his hands around his body and said tremblingly: "The murderer doesn't even give anesthetics to the deceased...... Forced an opening, this ...... How? ”

If you want the deceased to not struggle in the slightest, then you must make a hole in the top of the deceased's head in an instant, this method is simply terrifying to the point of outrageousness, as a medical worker, Dean Chen can't imagine what method this has to be done, even if it is with an electric drill, I am afraid that the brain will burst out, right?

However, the body of the deceased is well preserved, like a ...... Beautiful ceramic workmanship.

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Thinking of this, Mo said that it was Dean Chen, and even Uncle Fang on the side seemed to feel a little uncomfortable.

Lin Zhe smiled coldly and said, "This method is really impossible for people to do, but ...... Ghosts can! ”

Ghost?

Dean Chen and Uncle Fang couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously took a step back, looking at the corpse with a look of fear in their eyes.

At this moment, the morgue was even colder.