Chapter 3: Serial Murder

My body was about to fall apart from him, and my feet were a little numb, probably because of the fear.

I was about to get up, but the dead body didn't let me go, opened its mouth wide again, and roared at me.

I thought to myself, if it goes on like this, it must not be the same thing, and I have to find another way.

I wanted to get up and escape from the morgue, but he was so fast that I didn't have time to dodge, and my right foot was grabbed by his pale and thick arm, and with it, I also leaned forward, and fell again.

But before I could react, the corpse was already rushing towards me.

Formalin, combined with the stench of rotting corpses, made me smell even more uncomfortable.

The dead body had already fallen on top of me, and he kept reaching out to bite my throat, and I struggled hard, but the more I struggled, the more fierce and powerful he became.

My head was blank and groggy at this point, and gradually, gradually, gradually, I no longer had the strength to resist fearlessly, and I fell asleep......

……

It was like a dream, and I myself felt like I had come to another dimension, a world of emptiness, where there was beautiful nature, mountains and rivers, and it was a paradise......

"Wind, wake up, wake up!"

Suddenly, there was a shout in my ear, but it sounded like Uncle Mu's.

When I opened my eyes, I saw an old face, and when I saw it clearly, I could see who it was.

"Uncle Mu, where is this? I- what's wrong with me? "I don't remember anything that happened before, I just woke up in a hospital bed.

"You kid really didn't want to die, but fortunately, I thought it was strange, so I saved your life," Uncle Mu helped me up and said.

"Uncle Mu...... You saved me, this, what the hell is going on? "I don't know what Uncle Mu is talking about.

Uncle Mu was a scheming person, so he frowned and looked at me, then leaned closer and said, "You really don't know about this?" ”

Uncle Mu stared at me, as if he was going to interrogate me, and I was a little apprehensive in my heart, and I slowed down for a long time before saying, "What's the matter?" Could it be that I made a mistake, Uncle Mu, don't fire me, I can't lose this job, please, "I don't know why Uncle Mu treated me like this, I only know that if I lose my job, I will drink the northwest wind this month."

Uncle Mu glanced at me a few times before leaving, sat down slowly, and sighed, "Do you remember that dead body?" Is that the man who died in Linhai Village? ”

I couldn't really remember, so I shook my head.

Uncle Mu can also see that listening to the doctor, my cerebellum hit the ground, but fortunately, the situation is not very serious, but there will be a short-term memory confusion.

Uncle Mu told me what happened last night, and I heard him say that I fell asleep on the ground yesterday, and the dead body was about to bite my throat at this time, and it just so happened that Uncle Mu arrived in time and directly subdued the dead body.

The dead body is the man who died in Linhai Village, as for why the dead body came back to life, Uncle Mu said that the dead body was made by someone, and a sharp needle was inserted in the back of his head.

This kind of trickery has only existed in Maoshan Technique, but why did that person do this, and what was his purpose? Even Uncle Mu couldn't figure it out.

I was a little scared and asked, "Who could that be?" ”

One thing, I know, in our detective guard, there are only two people who have the key to the morgue, one is Professor Han, an anatomist, and the other is Aunt Xiaoting.

Uncle Mu seemed to hear what I meant, and guessed, "You mean there are internal ghosts?" ”

Although I have this conjecture in my heart, I don't have sufficient evidence, and it is difficult to conclude.

However, I have been in the detective guard for more than half a year, and although I don't have a lot of experience, I have always been very accurate in seeing people. Professor Han is relatively indifferent, has no friends, and travels very strangely, compared to Aunt Xiaoting, which is a role model that we recognize as serious and responsible.

I was a little confused, and at this time, Uncle Mu's mobile phone rang.

Uncle Mu picked up the phone, originally with a smiling face, but after hanging up the phone, he became gloomy directly.

I knew that something must have happened, so I asked Uncle Mu, however, Uncle Mu sighed, shook his head, frowned, and said, "This case is not easy to solve!" ”

"Could it be that someone in Linhai Village has died again?" That's the first conjecture in my mind.

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Mu looked at me, nodded, and then got up and set off.

As for me, I have always liked this kind of stimulation, and some people say that curiosity kills cats, and this is also suitable for me.

At first, Uncle Mu refused, but I put on a look that I had recovered from my illness and a confident expression, which made Uncle Mu no different.

I stepped up my horsepower and drove to the village of Linhai.

The same place, the same time, the same way of dying, but the only difference is that there is no pocket watch among the dead.

At one end of the village, the villagers were still surrounded by water, however, this time the dead was an old man who looked more than 60 years old, looking, this person was pale, his eyes were open, and he was staring ahead, that is, I heard Uncle Mu say that the dead person must have seen some ghost thing, scared to death, at that time I also thought about murder, but why this person wanted to do such a poisonous hand, I don't understand.

Uncle Mu carefully examined the corpse and asked the villagers, "When did he die and how did you see him?" ”

But I heard from the villagers that this man was lying here early in the morning, and the way of death was very special, and no one knew who was the murderer.

But the only discovery in it may really be related to the pocket watch, I reminded Uncle Mu, in fact, Uncle Mu also guessed it a long time ago, but he didn't check it from this object at that time.

At this moment, Uncle Mu received a call again, and the other end of the phone said that someone in our detective guard team had died, and the way of death was exactly the same as the old man here, but it was even more surprising.

The man died in my office seat, all the secret information of the detective guard was stolen, and the strange pocket watch was gone.

Uncle Mu was a little suspicious of me, "Isn't it you?" ”

Looking at Uncle Mu's fierce expression, I shuddered, but I knew better than anyone else that I was innocent.

"Uncle Mu, you have to believe me! I am definitely the most conscientious of the detective guards, and I am loyal to you, and I will never do such a treacherous thing! "I swear to Uncle Mu.