Feng Chen got up from the bed with red eyes, sat motionless on the edge of the bed, feeling a little dizzy, with such a big thing in his heart, he really didn't sleep well yesterday.

Feng Chen brushed his teeth and washed his face as usual, and after washing up, he stood in front of the mirror for a while, probably saying goodbye to something. He got dressed and was about to push the door out, when he turned his head to look at the room again, trying to keep in mind the big and small things in the room, this time he didn't know if he could come back, and he didn't know if he would have a chance to see him again.

Feng Chen gently closed the door, leaned against the wall and took a deep breath, tidied up his makeup and strode away without looking back.

.........

After yesterday's own analysis, Feng Chen had this skeptical attitude towards everything in this world now, and when he was wary of everything, he found things that were out of place from many places.

For example, except for the steamed bun shop that I remember most clearly, all the breakfast shops and shops that should have been alive during this time period were not open, and they were deserted, and the breakfast I ate this morning was either unbelievably light or too sweet or salty, all of which went to one extreme, but Feng Chen just ate silently, without superfluous movements. If he hadn't guessed wrongly that the classroom where he woke up for the first time was the key to the mystery, and what was going on now, then he didn't need to spend more energy here.

Feng Chen put on his white coat and came to the dissection room, when the classroom was already full. When Feng Chen walked into the classroom, everyone turned their heads to look at him at the same time, with an unknown light flashing in their eyes, as if they were looking at the fish on the cutting board. Feng Chen endured the discomfort in his heart and walked quickly to his seat. There was no nervous look on his face, and his pace was normal. His eyes swept over his face, although it was an autopsy room, the smell of formalin was indeed big, but it was not to the point where everyone needed to wear masks, which was a bit of a metaphor, Feng Chen thought so.

But gradually, he discovered that something was wrong, all of them, every face covered by masks, whether it was hairstyle, eyebrows and eyes, more than thirty people were exactly the same. Feng Chen sat on the chair, his blood pressure increased, he clearly heard his heart pounding, he no longer wanted to take revenge on this world that brought him danger at the beginning, deep fear enveloped his heart, but he had already taken this step and had no room to turn back.

Feng Chen had to emphasize this point in his heart again and convince himself.

"Classmate, borrow the book for me to read, I left in a hurry this morning and forgot the book at home. Feng Chen rubbed his hands and said to the person next to him.

"If you don't speak, I'll just take your consent, thank you, brother, you guys will watch it together first. Feng Chen quickly took the book from the table and held it in his hand, laughed, and didn't dare to look at the eyes from the side.

He turned the book very slowly, page by page, looking for the name of the owner. Sure enough, he flipped through the entire book, but he didn't see a single line of notes, not even his name on the title page. Although it is not realistic for most college students nowadays to ask him to take notes seriously, at least a name can still be written, and Feng Chen paid attention to the books that everyone next to him put in his hands, and there is also no name, no major, no line of notes, as if this is just used to fill the number, rough and unbearable/

The morning class is naturally not continuous, and this little bit of fake is still done. Feng Chen wandered around the classroom intentionally or unintentionally after class, ostensibly to take a break and move his numb legs and feet, but in fact, the corner of his eye had been scanning everything in the classroom, trying to find any useful clues.

Feng Chen's efforts were not in vain, he did find something useful.

First, there are not many valuable things in the classroom, basically they are all manifested outside, only the morgue placed in the corner of the classroom has never been opened; second, whenever Feng Chen wants to go near the morgue, he will always faintly feel that there are many, many eyes mixed with malice that will stay on him, and at this time, there will always be two or three people who block themselves on the way to the morgue without leaving a trace; third, whenever he approaches the morgue, he can always feel a kind of call, as if there is something inside to connect with him。

Feng Chen gave up continuing to explore, for fear that some of his actions at this time would cause unnecessary changes, since he already had the corresponding ideas at this time, then find another time to find out. Feng Chen decided to come again at night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, it was indeed a good time to act.

.........

Time passed quickly, and Feng Chen didn't find anything useful from other places.

Jingle bell ~~ Jingle bell ~~

The bell rang after class, and the teacher finished the final content, although Feng Chen listened carefully and could memorize some things, but it was still lost quickly, and soon he couldn't remember anything clearly, vaguely.

However, the teacher's next sentence made him more determined to think about yesterday.

"Students, our anatomical theory courses are all paving the way for tomorrow's anatomy, and everyone must be ready tomorrow, this is a rare opportunity. The teacher wearing the mask left after saying this, Feng Chen clearly felt the connection from the morgue in the innermost part of the classroom, and frantically kept helping himself repeat what he had just said in his heart, so that he could keep it firmly in his heart. And tomorrow may be the deadline, and at that time it will be the poor dagger.

Feng Chen packed up his things and got up, and when he turned around, he took a deep look at the morgue through the crowd, everything was done tonight!

When Feng Chen went out this morning, he considered that there might be something similar to visiting the palace at night, and prepared the corresponding items early.

Dressed in convenient black clothes, a flashlight and a household fruit knife, in a hurry, he had no way to make more thorough preparations.

Night fell, just like the day he had a nightmare, there were no stars, the night sky was thick and breathless, and the air was cool, and the wisps of it wrapped around people made people chill.

Feng Chen put the flashlight and fruit knife in the most convenient place to take out in his arms, and quietly came to the teaching entrance where the dissection room was located. Nearly midnight, at this point in time, the teaching building was also closed early, Feng Chen walked to the side of the door, he had observed here during the day, at a height of about two meters, there was just a beam that was used for decoration, and in addition to the original Chinese style design style, the door of the teaching building has a lot of carved beams and painted buildings, and the eaves and corners of the roof are decorated, which is just convenient for Feng Chen.