In this world, there are people who are high up and pointing the country. Someone whispered, struggling.

Harmony is nothing more than a mantra used by the magnates to flatter each other at the dinner table and fool the masses.

Wucheng, a public security supervision hospital, is magnificent, looking down on all beings.

There were long queues of people anxiously waiting for registration, there were heart-rending shouts from the emergency room, and there were the indifferent and ruthless faces of the so-called angels in white coats.

The sun was shining brightly on the outpatient department building.

Behind the outpatient building, there is a building, but it is only five or six stories high, cold and cold.

It is a solitary building, surrounded by inpatient and outpatient departments. Here, there is no sunlight, no harmony, only cold corpses.

In front of the building, there is a row of eerie small print: morgue.

In front of the main entrance of the morgue, a few dozen meters away, there is a security booth.

In the security booth, there was a middle-aged man, covered with fat, with a cigarette in his mouth, like a watchdog, holding a bone.

He leaned back, his feet on the table, smoke rings coming out of his mouth.

He looked at ease.

Suddenly, he flapped and stood up, the cigarette butt slipping from his hand.

"Damn, broad daylight, what the hell?"

He was shocked, only to find that his forehead was already oozing with beads of sweat.

He abruptly looked back.

In an instant, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and his face turned pale.

He saw a black-clad man, wearing a hideous mask, like a ghost, standing abruptly behind him.

Under the mask, there are a pair of indifferent and ruthless eyes!

Those eyes, without a hint of emotion, stared at him as if they were staring at a dead man.

His hairs stood on end, and his whole body was cold.

"You ......"

He was trembling, and he wanted to shout!

I saw a flower in front of him, and a big hand had pinched his neck, pressed him with one hand, and pressed him directly on the table.

He couldn't move at once.

"I ask you, you answer, if you answer wrong, I don't mind, that building, one more corpse!" The man in black let go slightly.

"So you're not a ghost......"

The security guard exhaled, and then saw those cold eyes again, and his body instantly tensed again.

He only discovered that some people are more terrible than ghosts.

"One more piece of nonsense, I'll break your neck!" There was a sudden force in his hands.

"Tell me, where are the female corpses found on the Wujiang River this week?"

"I ...... I don't know! ”

"Huh?"

The man in black exerted his strength again, and the security guard's face suddenly turned red.

"Ahem...... Cough! The security guard gasped hard, "I really don't know, I'm just a janitor, receiving and keeping corpses, and there are special personnel in charge!" ”

"Who?"

"Director Zhong, he has the deceased's corpse cooking slip and registration card there!"

"Where is he?"

"In his duty room, enter from the morgue, turn left, and the first room is there!"

"I see......" The man in black let go of his hand, but his eyes remained on him.

"Brother, no, no, no! Hero! The security guard was terrified, "You...... You let me go, everything I know has been said, I am old and ......"

Before he finished speaking, he only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his eyes went black, and he fainted.

"That's a fucking crap!"

Shaking his head slightly, the man in black moved him to a chair, straightened his posture, and walked towards the morgue.

Soon, like a gust of wind, he appeared downstairs in the morgue.

Morgue, synonymous with horror and dead silence. However, his figure did not stop at all, strolling leisurely and walking inside.

Turning to the left, he stopped at the door of the first room.

"Bang bang bang!"

He knocked on the door.

"Who!"

The door opened, and a middle-aged man in his fifties appeared in front of him.

"Who are you?" He panicked slightly and took a few steps back.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that the three female corpses who died on the Wujiang River, their corpse cooking slips and registration cards, you have to hand them over to me!"

"You!" The middle-aged man's face changed for a moment, and he took a few steps back again, glancing towards the phone.

"You'd better not move, your hands, no one from me!"

The man in black said nonchalantly, and between his cuffs, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the middle-aged man.

"Hand it over! Director Zhong, after I read it, I will return it to you immediately, and it will not hurt you! ”

"What the hell do you want to know!" The middle-aged man took out a stack of materials from the drawer and put them on the table, "Here, it's just a record of their names, genders, addresses, time of death and some family profiles!" ”

The man in black took a few steps forward, came to the table, flipped through the information, looked at it carefully for a while, and frowned.

"Take me to their mortuary, I'm going to see their bodies myself!"

The middle-aged man shook his head when he heard this.

"Huh?" The man in black stared at him and pulled the bolt.

"It's useless for you to threaten me! Their bodies are not here, I don't care what you have to do with them, what you want to investigate, but their bodies, before dawn today, have been transferred by the people of the forensic department! ”

"Director Zhong, what else do you know, can you tell me?" The man in black put the gun away and asked earnestly.

"Hey! Look at the poor girls for their sake, I'll tell you! The middle-aged man sighed, "I've seen their corpses, and there are no scars on them, in fact, even if you see them, you can't find anything!" ”

"Anything else?"

"I've heard that they all worked at the same nightclub, so if you're looking for any clues, you might be able to check them out! However, I have only heard about it, and I don't know if the news is reliable or not! ”

"Where?" The man in black asked hurriedly.

"Jindu International!"

"Jindu International?" The man in black pondered for a moment and glanced at the middle-aged man, "Thank you!" ”

With that, he turned and walked away.

"Young man!" As soon as he arrived at the door, the middle-aged man shouted.

The man in black stopped.

"You're wearing a mask, I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are! But I know you're still young! Young man, there is still a long way to go, no matter what you check, don't do stupid things, think twice! I've seen too many dead people, old men! Know how to revere life! ”

When the man in black heard this, his heart trembled.

This was said to him, and that man, who killed for the sake of a woman, is now in prison.

"I see, thanks!"

After saying that, he didn't stop and walked away.

"Hey! Morgue! Guarding the lonely ghosts all day long, I finally got a living person, and I didn't say a few words and left! My old man is alone again! ”

The middle-aged man sighed, sat back in his chair, closed his eyes and recuperated.

……

The Wujiang River, mighty and mighty, flows to a distant place where it does not know its future.

This morning, the originally quiet edge of the Wujiang River became busy and noisy.

A female corpse was recovered.

Zhang Yijie hurried to Xiang Yunfei.

At first glance, he saw a bloodless face.

……