Qiu Xiaoyan chatted with me for a while, and persuaded: "Since you are back, just sleep well, don't think too much, there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain, there will always be a way." I'll go get you hot water and take a shower. ”

"Okay." I put my arm around Qiu Yanyan's slender waist, shook it, and said with a smile: "I've really missed me these days." ”

"Nasty." With that, Qiu Yanyan got up and left, and walked into the bathroom with a smile.

I lay down in the bathtub and continued to meditate. What Xu Duobao told me today may not be a coincidence, "The appearance of this soul mirror is very strange, but I am still not sure, what kind of person is behind that group of tomb robbers, and whether it will be too risky to rush into it, at least, I have to investigate the background of these things in detail." ”

"It's really annoying, and I just got into trouble when I came back." I'm a little irritable, I've been bothered by these trivial things lately, and I'm running out of time for myself.

But at this time, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Lin Kun, your phone!" Qiu Yanyan shouted outside.

"Who called?" I was about to ask, but I didn't think about it, Qiu Yanyan pushed the door directly and came in.

I immediately submerged my body in the bathtub, Qiu Xiaoyan glanced at me, and said angrily: "It's not that I haven't seen it, that officer Ren called." ”

I took the phone and wondered, "Why did Ren Yonghai call?" Did the grave robbers catch it? ”

With a stomach full of questions, I answered the phone.

"Hello? What happened to Lao Ren? ”

"Lin Kun, good news!"

"What's the good news? Listen to what you mean, the tomb robbers have eyebrows? ”

Who knew that Ren Yonghai said on the other end of the phone, "No, no, no!" ”

"Not? What's the good news? ”

"Merge!" Ren Yonghai said happily.

"Merger?" I became more and more puzzled, and my body unconsciously stood up from the bathtub, without the slightest concern that Qiu Yanyan was standing beside me.

Qiu Xiaoyan looked at me in surprise, expressed her surprise at my undisguised behavior, and then laughed out loud and walked out.

"What the hell is going on? I'm confused. ”

"Do you remember the theft of a body from a hospital?"

"I remember."

"Originally, these two cases couldn't be beaten with eight poles, but when I was reading the file today, I unexpectedly found that the stolen corpse had an extraordinary connection with the ancient tomb case!"

Listening to him say this, I was immediately interested, and the cerebral cortex was as active as a stimulant.

"You can be clear, what the hell is going on?!"

"Hey, this matter is also to blame for the lack of carefulness of the police handling the case, in fact, it should have been discovered a long time ago." Ren Yonghai said, "The stolen body worked as a driver at the Institute of Cultural Relics before his death, and just before his accident, he had also been to the excavation site of the ancient tomb. ”

"What?!"

Shocked, I seemed to see something bigger beneath the iceberg.

What Ren Yonghai just said may not be directly related to others, but for the criminal police who solve the crime, this is quite suspicious, and the characters who appear at the same time and in the same place must not be regarded as accidental individuals.

"In response to this key clue, we have decided to combine the case for investigation, and I believe that there will be a breakthrough soon."

"Great, old Ren, what do you think the truth will be?" I couldn't wait to ask.

"I doubt everything until the truth is revealed."

"Do you have any other clues?"

"Really."

"Tell me about it."

"The reputation of this deceased in the archaeological institute is not very good, I also consulted Yaxian, saying that this driver is always elusive when he usually works, and when the leader usually has no travel tasks, he always likes to wander around the unit, looking for people everywhere to chat, inquiring about this and that, and some people have seen that he has sneaked to the archives to check the information, and after being bumped into, he said that he was resting in it."

"Good guy, this guy is clearly listening to information."

"Who's to say it isn't." Ren Yonghai agreed with me, "I seriously suspect that this guy is eating inside and out, secretly colluding with the tomb robbery organization, and planning this tomb robbery incident." ”

"According to what you say, this guy is still the initiator, but the tomb robbery was not successful, and he lost his life. But what about his motives? We have analyzed it before, this group of tomb robbers is not an ordinary Tufuzi, they are going to the 'Five Secret Techniques'. ”

Ren Yonghai said on the other end of the phone: "Although there are no other clues yet, no matter what his purpose is, this group of people has already shown their heads, and they are not afraid that they will not be able to catch them!" ”

Recently, people in the hospital feel that Lao Youxin, a veteran employee who has been in the hospital for 11 years, seems to be a little unrelenting.

When others greeted him, he often didn't hear him, and he was even seen wandering back and forth at the door of the morgue, as if looking for something.

Lao Youxin's abnormal behavior made the people in the hospital a little suspicious, and there were even rumors that the morgue was haunted, and Lao Youxin was frightened by ghosts.

In places like hospitals, there are many myths about gods and ghosts, especially the morgue, which has always been the birthplace of ghost stories.

How many corpses have been cheated inside, how many weird stories have been staged in it, but no one has ever really seen a ghost.

So rumors are still rumors, not many people believe in it, most people think that it is probably because the case of the theft of the body not long ago made the leader very annoyed, so he put on small shoes for Lao Youxin, the janitor, which made him a little mentally abnormal.

However, Lao Youxin himself found that he had been looking at the morgue for eleven years, and something was really wrong recently.

It was now past three o'clock in the morning, and Lao Youxin was the only one in the duty room.

It has been raining since eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and it has not stopped, and the sound of the pouring rain is a little annoying.

Lao Youxin looked up at the window, and there were black and oppressive clouds, gloomy darkness between heaven and earth, and even the bright street lamps in the past seemed a little dim in such weather, as if they had shrunk into a small ball of light, and they couldn't even shine out a few meters around.

But these are not the most annoying, what makes Lao Youxin feel even more impatient is the sound of footsteps often heard in the morgue.

That's right, from a locked morgue.

Recently, Lao Youxin found that his inexplicable amnesia was suddenly improved. But then, around him, there were suddenly a lot of weird things, especially in the middle of the night, I always felt that there was something staring at me behind my back.

Several times, Lao Youxin suddenly turned around, but there was only a blank wall behind him, and there was nothing.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, it's no wonder, I'm just a janitor, no matter what grievances you have, or what unfulfilled wishes, don't come to me, it's useless to look for me, I can't help."

Lao Youxin sat on a chair, with a talisman around his neck that he didn't know where to ask for, holding a Buddhist scripture in his hand, and muttering to himself.

He has been really frightened these days, and at night, the whole person is a little suspicious, afraid that those inexplicable voices will suddenly sound again. It's just that he doesn't want to quit his job with good salary and treatment, at his age, where can he find a job outside? I can only hold on here.

However, whatever you are afraid of will come.

The hour hand crept closer to 3:17 a.m., and an eerie atmosphere quietly spread around the morgue.

Lao Youxin, who had been chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, suddenly stopped, turned his ears sideways, and listened to the voices of the outside world.

There was no sound around, a deathly silence.

Lao Youxin's heart suddenly shuddered, and he looked up at the window tremblingly, the street lights didn't know when they had gone out, and there was darkness outside that couldn't be dissolved.

But through the faint optical fiber leaking out of the window, Lao Youxin could clearly see that the rain was still continuing, falling from the sky.

It's still raining outside, why can't I hear anything? A chill suddenly appeared in Lao Youxin's heart.

"Hee-hee." At this moment, in the morgue, a slightly immature laughter suddenly sounded, which sounded like the laughter of a child.

Lao Youxin's face turned white when he brushed the ground.

Of course, there could not be a child in the morgue, so what is it that is laughing in there right now?

"Nan no Amitabha, I haven't heard anything, it's all an illusion, it's all an illusion." Lao Youxin's whole body trembled uncontrollably, his mouth was full of words, and cold sweat was rolling down his forehead.

However, the contents of the morgue did not mean to let him go.

"Hee-hee." After a few minutes, the infiltrating laughter sounded in the morgue again, and this time, it seemed to come from the door of the morgue, and in the dead corridor, it was very clear to Lao Youxin's ears.

This time, Lao Youxin couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up tremblingly, picked up the key on the table, and walked out of the duty room step by step.

It's not that he doesn't want to walk faster, but he is so scared that his legs are weak, and he almost can't walk.

There was a ceiling light in the hallway, but the light was much dimmer than usual, and the light that could have illuminated the entire corridor could not even shine on the floor of the corridor, only a small ball of light lingered around the bulb.

The entire corridor seemed to have turned into a path of no return to the Netherworld, but at a distance of tens of meters, there was no end to the light.

I have been walking in the corridor for eleven years, and I am familiar with every brick and tile, but today it suddenly became extremely unfamiliar.

Lao Youxin's heart pounded uncontrollably, and he moved his steps with difficulty, step by step, step by step, from the door of the morgue.

Of course, he didn't go to the morgue to check the situation, and go in knowing that there was something strange inside? It's crazy to do this, of course, to run to the hospital, although it's early in the morning, but there must be someone on the inpatient side.

As long as you can see a living person, whether it is a doctor, a nurse, or even a patient, your heart will be at ease. With such thoughts, Lao Youxin did not squint, and walked over from the door of the morgue with a hard head.

"Hee-hee." Halfway through, I heard the terrible ghost laugh in my ears again, this time, it was almost like something was attached to my ear to laugh.

Lao Youxin almost didn't scare the urine out, he couldn't help but glance at the door of the morgue, fortunately, the lock was still hanging on it.

But this time, it also stimulated him a little bit of momentum.

Lao Youxin was excited, felt a little stronger under his feet, and was not very soft, so he quickly quickened his pace and stumbled towards the corridor.

"Whatever is in the morgue, I must get out of here!"

One minute, two minutes...... Five minutes...... I don't know how long it has passed, Lao Youxin's heart seems to have fallen to the bottom, he has walked through the morgue for a long, long time, but this corridor can't be reached.

No one knows and is more familiar with this corridor than him, how many times he has to go back and forth every day, and this corridor is only more than 20 meters in total, and it doesn't take half a minute to walk out normally.

But now, at least ten minutes have passed, and I haven't reached the end yet.

Lao Youxin stopped, at this time, everyone knew that it must be that thing, and he didn't want to let himself go out.

He looked back tremblingly, only to see that there was endless darkness behind him, and he could no longer see the lights in the duty room, only the dim light bulbs on the top, lit up with narrow clusters of light, spreading into the distance.

Lao Youxin clearly remembers that when he left the duty room, he did not turn off the lights.

Continuing to move forward, or looking back for the duty room, Lao Youxin felt that he had never faced such a difficult choice.