A few more days later, the hospital issued a certificate. It proves that Liu Zimo has recovered and can be discharged from the hospital. Liu Zimo didn't go home after being discharged from the hospital, and went straight to his office to find Lin Qiuzheng. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Lin Qiu sleeping on the sofa and snoring, and I saw up close that Lin Qiuzheng hadn't been home for a few days. There are cigarette butts on the ground with a full beard. Lin Qiuzheng is not afraid of office fire. Liu Zimo tried his best to keep quiet and clean the office... After that, he sat back and waited for Lin Qiuzheng to wake up.

Lin Qiuzheng woke up and saw Liu Zimo sitting on the side playing with his mobile phone. I looked sleepy and a little dazed... After a long while, Lin Qiuzheng spoke up and said, "Why are you here?" Liu Zimo cocked Erlang's legs and replied proudly: "The doctor let me be discharged from the hospital." I'm going to come to you to solve the case together. How's it going, master? Lin Qiuzheng rubbed his eyes with his hand, stretched his waist and said, "Well, there is progress." Come with me to the morgue later. ”

The word morgue, Liu Zimo unconsciously felt a little weak after hearing the three words. He felt that he had just come back and that he had to go to such an exciting place. Lin Qiuzheng washed up briefly, changed his clothes and took out the black briefcase in the closet. Signal that you can go. Along the way, Liu Zimo couldn't help but ask. Lin Qiuzheng always answered his questions angrily. Liu Zimo was accustomed to Lin Qiuzheng's way of communication, and his unkind way of answering did not make Liu Zimo feel inappropriate, but rather cordial. Continued to ask his own questions. It turned out that Lin Qiuzheng's black briefcase contained a magic weapon used by Taoist priests. Then during the inquiry, I also learned that Lin Qiuzheng had a good relationship with Captain Wu Wei. In the whole police force, only Lin Qiuzheng can have the privilege, that is, housekeeping and dress casually. When he saw Lin Qiuzheng, he always greeted him happily, but Lin Qiuzheng didn't like to deal with Captain Wu Wei very much. Usually in the morning meeting of the police force, everyone, including Liu Zimo, also pays great attention to dressing neatly. Because we all know that Captain Wu Wei is a very demanding person. He was very strict with himself, but he didn't have any requirements for Lin Qiuzheng, and he always smiled when he saw him. People who don't know still think that Captain Wu owes Lin Qiuzheng money.

Faced with Liu Zimo's incessant questions, Lin Qiuzheng was also a little overwhelmed. Seeing the entrance of the hospital, Lin Qiuzheng couldn't help but say, "What about your household registration?" Or am I the subject of your interrogation? With such a reminder, Liu Zimo immediately blushed. He also felt as if he had asked too much, and he seemed embarrassed. Lian Lian said: "Master, I'm sorry. Excuse me. I'm a little abrupt. ”

After they came to the hospital, Lin Qiuzheng was familiar with Liu Zimo. I came to the 2nd basement floor. When you go to the 2nd basement floor. Liu Zimo immediately felt cold and biting. Although the lights are bright, it is still uncomfortable. The animal's instinct told Liu Zimo to let him get out of here. But on the side, Lin Qiuzheng looked calm, and there was no adverse reaction. They walked to the door of the morgue with the words "Morgue", and Lin Qiuzheng knocked lightly on the door and then snapped his fingers three times (through the thumb and middle finger, the fingers rubbed together to produce a short, loud sound. ）。 Then stood to the side of the door, Liu Zimo didn't dare to ask when he saw this situation, and he followed Lin Qiuzheng to the side of the door. As soon as I stood still, I felt a gust of wind blowing from the door to the corridor outside. This made Liu Zimo feel even more weird.

"Alright, they're gone. Let's go inside. Lin Qiuzheng pushed open the door and walked in. Liu Zimo felt that he couldn't take a step on the spot... That yin wind just now was so scary. Lin Qiuzheng turned around and saw Liu Zimo, who was standing motionless at the door, and said with a pale face: "If you don't come in again, they will be looking for you to play." This sentence made Liu Zimo feel incontinent. He struggled to overcome his fears and walked with trembling steps. While unconsciously making a trill, he said, "Teacher... Master... They... Do they really exist? ”

Lin Qiuzheng felt that Liu Zimo was a little funny at this time, and asked with a blank look, "What do you say?" In the future, if you do things alone, remember to be like I just did. Knock on the door and snap your fingers three times. Liu Zimo tried hard to keep up with Lin Qiuzheng's steps, and then pressed closely behind Lin Qiuzheng and asked, "Master, what is three flicks of fingers?" ”

"Three snaps of the fingers are. Tell the invisible beings, inform them. We're here, let them avoid it, and borrow each other's convenience. So there was a wind blowing out right now. That's because they're gone..."Liu Zimo's spine was cold when he heard this, and his hairs had already stood up like the tip of a needle. Then, like a frightened kitten, he stuck to Lin Qiu and walked forward, for fear that there would be any more supernatural phenomena. The morgue was full of movable beds, on which were bodies lying flat. The surface is covered with a white cloth, and the thumb on the foot is covered with the information card of the deceased. This mobile bed fills the left and right rows. It's okay that he can't see the face of the dead man, Liu Zimo has grown bold. The probe went over to look at the information on the toes of one of the corpses. Liu Yuanzhi, 86 years old. At about 4 a.m. on May 23, 2017, he died of a sudden heart attack. He pursed his lips, and curiously wanted to reach out and pull away the white cloth to see the old man's face, but at this moment he only felt a hot and numb in the back of his head. It turned out that Lin Qiuzheng saw that Liu Zimo was actually going to lift the white cloth, and angrily slapped him directly on the back of the head. He said, "The cloth of a dead man cannot be lifted, in case any of his desires are gone." They will look for the last person they see. ”

It turns out that there are so many rules, Liu Zimo is like a child who has made a mistake. With an apologetic face, he thought: It's okay, it's okay. Master Xin reminded him, otherwise it might be bad. Lin Qiuzheng then gently kicked his buttocks, signaling him to move forward. Liu Zimo doesn't understand very much, there is a road ahead. Just a few doorknobs, Lin Qiuzheng didn't want to communicate with the stunned young man next to him. He walked up and grabbed the doorknob and pushed it out.

"Click!" Just hear a crisp sound. It turned out that the one with a doorknob was pulled open and there was a corpse lying inside. Liu Zimo looked at it and thought: It turns out that this doorknob-like thing is a big refrigerator. Lin Qiu was counting the numbers and quickly found the body. Dragged out of it. It turned out that the thing was still carrying a rice cooker, and it was also in tatters. Several big holes in his body were left by Liu Zimo with a pistol, and he could see the internal organs when he looked through the big holes on his body. Liu Zimo saw that this was not the drug dealer of that day? Why are you still lying here. Lin Qiuzheng motioned for Liu Zimo to help remove the rice cooker from the corpse's head. But this made Liu Zimo difficult, and he had the crazy look of this thing that day in his mind. I'm afraid that if this thing suddenly jumps up, there will be a fierce battle in the morgue. Lin Qiuzheng saw his concerns and told him that it was now on the second floor of the basement. Not to mention the signal, even the missile may not be able to shoot down. However, Liu Zimo was still a little worried, and took out his mobile phone to carefully check whether there was a signal before he was a little relieved. He swallowed and put his hands on the sides of the rice cooker. Start pushing upwards. And Lin Qiuzheng was holding the corpse's shoulders with both hands, preventing the corpse from following Liu Zimo's strong direction. After a few minutes, there was no effect at all, and the two of them were already sweating profusely and panting. They didn't think that was the way to go, so they discussed it. It means that the next force is pressed together, one is pulled up, and the other is pressed down. In the end, they reached a consensus and shouted 1.2.3 together.

One shouted: "1~2~3~" and the other continued: "Pull~ah! ”

"1~2~3~" "With ~force~ah! ”

"1~2~3~" "Pull~Ah! ”

"1~2~3~" "With ~force~ah! In this way, they echoed each other, shouting slogans one after the other. The morgue, which was supposed to be cold, instantly became a bit lively. If it weren't for the three big words of morgue written on the door of the room, it is estimated that passers-by might think that a tug-of-war was being held inside.