It's weird because this kind of sound shouldn't be here at all.

This kind of sound, in fact, is quite common, it is nothing more than the wheezing and moaning between men and women when they do that thing, commonly known as ** sound.

But here's a morgue.

But strangely, the weirder it became, the more familiar it felt to me.

Lao Dao and I have tried to lighten our steps as much as possible, but the echo of footsteps can still be heard in this long, empty corridor, as if the sound of the soles of shoes and the floor has turned into light, and the walls of the entire corridor are pasted with large mirrors, reflecting all sounds in a mirrored ...... Our nostrils were filled with a mixture of disinfectant, the ash smell of perfume paper, and the faint smell of corpses.

Because I was blind in the hallway, I closed my eyes for about five seconds as I walked down the hallway—and what I felt matched the vision I remembered.

I had even guessed that the entrance to the morgue would be to the right of our direction.

The door was locked, and the moans came out of the crack in the door, and it became more excited and louder.

The old knife and I pushed back a few steps, and then slammed the door open—

"Bang!"

Like a duck that had suddenly been choked by its long neck, the moaning in the morgue stopped abruptly.

Under the miserable white fluorescent lamp, Lao Dao and I saw a scene that we will never forget.

What immediately rushed into view was a fat man's two-petaled fat buttocks, and what was pressed under the fat man was a petite woman...... Two bodies, intertwined in missionary poses—only we soon discover that one of them is a living person, and the other is a corpse with cold, pale skin.

The fat man's movements suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned his head to look at me and the old knife, his whole body stood straight and straight in place as if he had been immobilized by a spell, and his face was red as if it was smeared with pig's blood, and he didn't know whether he was excited or ashamed.

"Y-Who are you?!" The fat man looked at us for a long time before he said with a shudder.

Lao Dao and I were stunned as soon as we entered the door, but now we suddenly came to our senses, and Lao Dao immediately raised the muzzle of the gun: "Don't move!" The police! ”

The fat man raised his hand, he was holding the ankle of the female corpse in his hand, and as soon as he let go, the female corpse slid down half of his body from the steel corpse bed like a piece of ruin, and the lower half of the fat man's body immediately slid out, the thing was small and ugly, and it was disgusting to think of the disgusting things he had done.

Cheng Cheng and Zhang Deling also arrived at this time, and when they saw the fat man with no wisps on his body, as well as the female corpse on the side, they immediately understood what was happening.

This scene is so weird that it is not only unethical, but also quite numb.

Zhang Deling was obviously frightened, and even his voice began to tremble: "Dehai, you, what are you doing?!" ”

The sleek fat man in front of him is the curator of the Shiqiaopu funeral home, Zhang Dehai.

Without much interrogation, Zhang Dehai's psychological defense quickly collapsed, he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and shook everything out like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

As soon as Zhang Dehai opened his mouth, I was sure that the necrophile I met in the illusion was the funeral director in front of me! Because the sound of both is exactly the same!

It was also because the person who desecrated the body was the director of the funeral home, so I took those samples for DNA comparison, and the results were all mismatches.

Cheng Cheng took out the photos of Liu Yan and Li Jianguo for Zhang Dehai to identify, Zhang Dehai immediately recognized Liu Yan, he also had misdeeds with Liu Yan's corpse, but he had no impression of Li Jianguo's corpse at all, and he also emphasized to us that he had no sexual interest in male corpses!

Zhang Dehai thought about it again, and suddenly said: "By the way, I remember, because this Liu Yan is really a rare beauty, so I did things for a long time that day, and my legs were a little weak, and I knocked down a corpse bed, this Li Jianguo, is it the male corpse that I knocked down at that time?" ”

Hearing him say this, Lao Dao and Cheng Cheng immediately turned their heads to look at me, and I nodded: "That's right, it must have been that when he moved the body, he inadvertently got on Li Jianguo's skin - before the memorial service, the body will be processed by the mortuary, and one of them is purification, so only the inside of the navel has not been wiped clean." ”

Zhang Dehai confessed to the crime of insulting the corpse, and confessed that several corpses in the funeral home had disappeared, all of them were beautiful female corpses.

Fortunately, these bodies were not claimed for the time being, and the funeral home also suppressed the news, and only a few people inside knew about it.

The old knife had already handed the gun to Cheng Cheng at this time, and the latter put the gun into the holster on his waist, looked at Zhang Dehai, who was loose and fat, and frowned: "That thing of this fat man has such a big effect?" ”

Because there were two outsiders there, Cheng Cheng could only use allusions, but of course Lao Dao and I could understand it, and I waved my hand: "Bring people back to the bureau first." ”

Seeing that I looked like I wanted to speak and stopped, Cheng Cheng didn't ask, and only urged the fat man to get dressed quickly.

I didn't say it on the surface, but I was a little anxious to get out of here, because my palpitations were not alleviated by catching a real necrophile, but worsened.

Just as I was about to urge Cheng Cheng and them to hurry up again, I suddenly felt the light in front of me dim, and a trembling whisper came from behind me, it was Zhang Deling's voice.

"That, that corpse—how—" Deling's hand crossed my shoulder, pointing forward, fingertips trembling.

When I looked up, my scalp exploded too!

I saw that behind the fat man Zhang Dehai, a human figure with pale skin staggered up - it was the female corpse that he insulted!

"Be careful!"

I only had time to issue a warning, and the female corpse suddenly stretched out her hands and strangled Zhang Dehai's throat!

The strength and speed of the female corpse were extremely fast, and the rest of us didn't have time to stop it, so she had already dragged Zhang Dehai to retreat more than 3 meters away in one go!

The old knife was about to rush up, and I grabbed him - you know, the fat man looks like he has at least 100**10 pounds! But the female corpse dragged it so far, what a strange power!

Cheng Cheng glanced at us and said in a deep voice, "Look at the door." He quietly pulled out his gun and hid it behind his waist.

At the door of the morgue, which was about ten meters away from us, there were already two people standing at some point.

One of them, wearing a white demon mask and wrapped in a dark gray plastic poncho.

The other person is Xiaoli.

She was still wearing a blue dress, just like I had seen her at first, except that she was more thin, and the blue smoke in her eyes was thicker, as if she was looking at me through a bowl of hot water.

The female corpse dragged Zhang Dehai around, circled, and arrived at the door, Zhang Dehai's head drooped, and it seemed that he had fainted.

The white fluorescent lamps in the morgue have turned a dim blood-red color at some point, reflecting the white walls on all sides as if they were smeared with a layer of blood, making people feel like they are in a bloody hell.

But after Xiaoli raised her hand with a movement, the real hell suddenly came.

There was a clattering and tooth-aching creak in the morgue, and the dead bodies who should have been lying upright on the steel bed all sat up slowly, and then lifted the shroud covering themselves one by one, and the bloodless faces turned mechanically, and the godless and empty eyes opened at the same time, staring at the four of us—

...... in the Kingdom of the Dead The only four awake living people.