When I came to the anatomy building again, I looked left and right, and at night, almost no one passed in front of the building, and the students tried to take a detour as much as they could.

This gives me a lot of room to play, not to mention, my eyesight is really accurate, and it is really the key.

'Click', there was a crisp sound, and the iron lock on the old door of the Anatomical Building was opened by me at once.

Squeak!

I pushed the door open, adjusted to the pungent smell and the cold smell rushing towards me, and quickly ran inside, closing the door with my backhand.

In the middle of the night, no one should come here.

It was pitch black, and for some reason, the light outside completely disappeared the moment I stepped into the building.

Even the light of the street lamps on the side of the road is of no use in the slightest.

What's even weirder is that I can see my own shadow!

The long and narrow shadow didn't know why it appeared in the dark, and as I walked around it seemed to be a person, it made me feel a chill in my heart, what a special evil door.

The quiet corridor was full of strange atmosphere, and the colorful human anatomy drawings on both sides hung on the wall as if they had been disemboweled and disemboweled, which was daunting.

I was wearing sneakers, but on the smooth floor, I walked out of the sound of footsteps like leather shoes.

To be honest, I'm not afraid of ghosts, but the strange atmosphere and fear of the unknown make me feel like I'm suffering a kind of torture.

If it weren't for the faint cry of help that lured me forward, I would have turned around and ran.

Gritting his teeth, he silently walked forward, and finally came to the depths of the corridor, as I had seen before, on the right-hand side were two rows of classrooms, and the skeleton specimen was still standing in a transparent glass case, shining with a clear light, as bright as oil.

The three big characters of the morgue on the left hand side are still shocking, but the difference is that at this time, there is an iron bed covered with white cloth at the door of the morgue! It's the same as pulling a patient in a hospital.

Bulging ...... in bed

Bursts of cold air blew through the tip of my nose, and the pungent smell moistened my eyes.

The eerie 'help' in the air disappeared again, and when you walked into the building, you could hardly hear the shout.

It calmed me down a lot, and in this environment, if there is a little unexpected noise, it is easier to be stimulated.

I stopped, rubbed my eyes, and continued walking towards the morgue.

The three blood-red characters on the door of the morgue were frightening, and the hospital bed covered with white cloth next to it also exuded a cold meaning, and the thing lying on it was ......

I tried not to look at it, frowned and twisted my hand on the cold doorknob!

There is no twisting, it is actually locked!

Holy, who has nothing to do in this kind of place? Why are the locks so tight?

I didn't know that the 'corpse source' in medical school was nervous, and cadaver specimens were valuable items to medical school students, and they had to be at the graduate level to encounter a fresh corpse, while ordinary students used a few hands that others had handled.

At that, you have to be careful not to damage the organs.

Places filled with valuables, such as morgues, are usually locked and guarded.

I cursed, took out the key to open the door again, and tried it, but I couldn't open it without asking the result.

I pulled out a bunch of my own keys and tried them one by one, and it was hard to even plug them in, let alone open them.

What can I do?

My head was sweating for a while.

That's when I heard a 'squeak' in the hallway. The sound of the door being opened came to my ears.

I was shocked, it's broken, someone is coming!

Looking left and right, where is there a place to hide?

Finally, my eyes fell on the hospital bed.

Lifting the sheets, I didn't care what was on it, and just lay there.

As soon as I lay down, I heard the sound of light footsteps, one stumbling and one frustrating, as if drunk.

Not the young man before!

I immediately concluded in my mind that this person who came in was definitely not the white coat I had before.

I only heard this guy staggering into the hallway, and I could smell a smell of alcohol and a voice talking to himself in the distance: "Huh? This kid didn't even lock the door, what a bastard. ”

The voice was a little old, and the speech was a little indistinct, but the strong smell of alcohol on my body soothed my mood a lot, after all, the pungent smell in this building was really unpleasant, and it was really comfortable to change the taste.

I lay calmly on the hospital bed, the white cloth covered my whole body, and my fingers touched the bulging part, and I was shocked, what is this? How is it slimy?

This thing is a big bulge high under my crotch, but when I feel the size, I know that it must not be a person, otherwise why didn't I see anything the moment I lifted the white cloth?

I didn't dare get up to see what was going on beneath me, because the man was already slowly approaching.

"Bastard's stinky boy, the dead man's car won't push me in, are you in such a hurry?"

The man muttered.

I looked through the gap in the white cloth, and saw a thin old man in his fifties or sixties, wearing a black cloth jacket, with an angry face, staggering to the door of the morgue.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The old man sneezed, slowly lifted the corner of his coat, took a bunch of keys from his waist, and while squinting at the bunch of keys with his eyes, he carefully touched the serrations of the keys with his hand, and dropped one after another.

The dropped key slides down the key ring.

There was a 'click' on the other keys with a crisp sound.

I don't know if he's looking or touching,

Finally, he pinched one of the keys, slipped into the keyhole of the security door, and twisted it twice.

With a click, the iron door was twisted open.

He slowly opened the iron door, and then without looking at it, he directly pulled the hospital bed I was lying on a little and said, "I'll send you in, don't make trouble outside." ”

I was terrified when he said this, as if he knew I had snuck in.

Then I heard a gurgling sound, then a movement of my body, and finally the familiar pungent smell that choked my tears.

I could only endure the smell, try to be as stable as possible, and lay on the hospital bed and entered this horrible morgue. R1148