……

On the other side, the fat man who was driving according to the navigation said suspiciously:

"What kind of monster is this time, and the habit of stealing corpses? Is it a necrophile? Tut-tut...... It's kind of interesting. ”

Also puzzled by this are Ma Xiaoling and Yan Qilin.

Ma Xiaoling, who was sitting in the back seat, thought about it and said:

"Don't be foolish, all the corpses in the morgue disappeared overnight, it feels like an evil thing, but what is the purpose?"

The three of them discussed the matter all the way, but did not come to any conclusions, and it seemed that they could only go to the scene to investigate, and then make another decision.

Soon the military vehicle stopped at the back door of the hospital, and the fat man walked into the hospital, found the nearest elevator, and then went underground.

When the elevator doors open, the first thing that catches your eye is a barrier.

The barrier was left by the people who mentioned Xingsi, but the fat man didn't even look at it, he ripped off the barrier and strode towards the morgue.

If you go through the formal application process, you don't want to investigate the case tonight, so sometimes you have to be a fat person who doesn't play according to the routine.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

However, the fat man didn't take a few steps before two investigators wearing Ti Xing Si uniforms walked over.

These two people stayed to guard the scene, and they thought that no one would come, so they were resting, but they didn't expect that someone really came in the middle of the night, and they were even so bold that they tore off the cordon?

Two investigators approached vigilantly, their hands still resting on the butts of their waists, apparently taking them for suspects.

"What are you doing, didn't you see the cordon of the Xing Division!"

The older investigator looked at the fat man and scolded, but the fat man didn't give him a chance to say much, and directly showed his waist card:

"The poll bureau handles the case."

The older investigator looked at the waist card and recognized it at a glance as a sign of the military government, and he couldn't fake it, but he really hadn't heard of this institution.

Looking at the investigator who was standing in place and did not move, the fat man then asked rhetorically:

"Which one are you from?"

"Gaoxin City Ti Xingsi, what's wrong?"

The young investigator was obviously much more vigorous, looked at the fat man and said unabashedly.

"We are in charge of this case now, you should get out of the way and go outside to guard.

If you have any questions, call Chen Shengdong, don't delay our time. ”

The fat man said Chen Shengdong's name neatly, which immediately made the two of them look at each other suspiciously, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Seeing the three fat men go straight to the morgue, the elderly investigator hurriedly walked to the side and dialed Chen Shengdong's phone.

"What? Someone from the poll bureau went to the scene? ”

Chen Shengdong, who received the call, was speechless for a while, he didn't expect that this agency would act so fast, he just walked on the front foot, and the back foot took action.

Fortunately, the phone call with Lin Feng was a solution to his heart, so soon Chen Shengdong sighed lightly:

"Let them check, keep the point, and report to me at any time what they have done when the time comes!"

"Yes!"

The reason why such an order was issued also shows that Chen Shengdong still has doubts and distrust of this polling bureau.

He wanted to see how the polls would investigate the headless case.

After hanging up the phone, the two investigators turned to look behind, and the fat man walked in front and pushed open the door of the morgue first.

"Hoo ......"

There was a dark wind blowing in the face, and the morgue was messy, but it still retained its original appearance.

"Smack!"

The fat man touched the switch on the wall, pressed it casually, and the old lamp flickered a few times, and then it steadily emitted a miserable white light.

Body bags were scattered all over the ground, the doors of the morgue were wide open, and several morgue beds were placed in different places, and the corpse cloth was draped beside the bed.

The scene was messy, but there was nothing wrong with it.

The three of them spun around, then regrouped and shook their heads.

The fat man quickly took out a compass from his backpack, and under the study of Feng Yun during this time, the fat man and the others had learned the basic use of the compass.

I saw the fat man's right thumb, index finger and little finger holding up the compass, slowly turning to different directions in the room, and at the same time pressing the sword finger of his left hand on his own inch.

The two investigators stood at the doorway, looking curiously at the compass in the fat man's hand, his face full of doubts.

This is the first time I've seen this way of investigating a case!

Eccentric!

However, at this moment, the bodies of the two investigators suddenly stiffened, as if they were controlled by something, turned around with wooden eyes, and slowly walked into the duty room with the door open next to them.

The fat men didn't notice this scene, and their attention was all on the compass.

At first, the magnetic needle of the compass was not unusual, but it changed normally as the fat man kept turning the direction.

But when the fat man pointed the compass at the morgue on his side, the magnetic needle in the compass turned wildly.

Seeing this, Ma Ling'er frowned, looked in the direction of the morgue and said:

"Yin Qi is gathered in this location, that is, where was the problem in the first place?"

The three of them gradually approached the morgue, and at this moment, the iron door of the morgue behind the three of them closed silently......

……

The fat man's attention was now all on the morgue, so they didn't notice the iron door that was silently closed.

All the morgue cabinets had wide open doors, and the drawers that had been used to store the bodies were exposed.

On the surface, everything was fine, and nothing was wrong.

But just now, through the compass, the three of them were able to determine that the first place where the yin qi appeared should be in this morgue, and they could basically accurately locate it in the 4th row and the 4th morgue.

"Now we can basically determine through the Yin Qi that the disappearance of these corpses is an unnatural phenomenon and not a human steal.

But how are we going to find out what's going on, we can't just go back and report to the director right now. ”

Ma Ling'er's words hit the hearts of the two, and the fat man looked at the two of them after a short period of entanglement and said in a deep voice:

"There must have been a lot of people who came to this morgue before, and the yang energy collided, causing the original yin energy state here to change a long time ago.

Ordinary methods may no longer be able to trace the process of yin qi formation, and if you want to solve this problem......"

The fat man thought for a moment before he looked at the two:

"Do you remember that special folklore method that the director taught?"

As he spoke, the fat man buried his head in his backpack and quickly took out a small notebook, which recorded Professor Feng Yun's various knowledge.

After turning a few pages in a row, the fat man's eyes lit up and said to the two:

"In the previous class, the director mentioned that in the process of handling our cases, the residual yin qi is often the easiest clue that we can find.

And when the yin qi is collided and dispersed but not gathered, if you want to trace back from the yin qi what happened when the yin qi was left behind, you need to use a more special and equally dangerous way.

The method of fake death, also known as yin planting.

It originated from witchcraft and was originally used by shamans to walk through the yin.

In the state of suspended animation, the human body is no different from the real death, and the soul can temporarily leave the body, seek the yin and go to the yin, and do ghost things.

The fat people can't let the soul out of their bodies in a state of suspended animation, because even if they just enter a state of suspended animation, it is dangerous enough for the three of them at present.

Fake death, first of all, is to break the connection between man and heaven, man is the spirit of all things, and heaven and earth are the way.

Therefore, people will have eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, and only then can they have color, sound, fragrance, and touch, all because they correspond to heaven and earth.

Therefore, many people in ancient times attached great importance to intuition, and intuition is the best proof that heaven and earth should respond.

But if you want to fake your death, you must first break off the connection, which is deception.

Therefore, no one can guarantee whether he will be able to come back to life once he enters a state of suspended animation.

If you don't succeed in fake death, you will really die, and between such ambiguous boundaries, you need to take a lot of risks.

But the reason why the fat man mentioned this way is not reasonable.

Yin Qi is actually a traceable energy.

It's energy, and it's traceable.

In ancient times, there were still many connoisseurs who watched things, and some people had strange things in their homes, so they could trace the process of the formation of yin qi in many ways.

Once there is yin qi, there must be an evil spirit, and tracing the process of the formation of yin qi is to trace the trajectory of the evil spirit.

But yang energy is also a kind of energy, this energy will be emitted in everyone's body, invisible or touched, but always there.

If you want to see Yang Qi, it is very simple, when you look at any person, squint your eyes and make your eyes focused, and you can see that there is a layer of white light covering the person's body.

And this layer of cloudy white light is yang.

But if you see someone's body, it is not covered with white light, but gray or black mist.

That means that this person's evil spirit has invaded the body, and he is either seriously ill or haunted by evil spirits.

This phenomenon is called optometry, and many people who look at things in this way make basic judgments, so many people who look at things squint when they look at people.

So as the fat man said, it seems that the people who mentioned Xing Si pulled up the cordon and kept the scene as best they could.

But in fact, because there are people with yang energy who frequently walk back and forth, the yin energy here has long been collided.

But when they heard the fat man say that they were going to use the method of fake death, Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er had worried looks on their faces.

"No, it's too risky!"

Yan Qilin patted the fat man's shoulder, looked at him seriously and said.

Ma Ling'er on the side also nodded quickly.

The phenomenon of suspended animation mentioned by the fat man is indeed the best way to perceive yin qi.

In short, it is to bring oneself into the situation before the incident, and at the same time to put oneself into a semi-dead state of dissociation.

In the free state, the perception of yin energy will be more keen, so that you can roughly understand what happened through the backtracking of yin energy.

But the reason why Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er were worried was because they were not yet proficient in the use of this method.

In the state of suspended animation, if something happens, then the suspended animation can be a real death.

"Don't talk about it."

The fat man looked at the two, waved his hand, and pretended to be relaxed and said:

"We can't just go back and report to the director, we can't find out anything, how should we investigate this case next? I'm the captain, and I have to take responsibility. ”

As he spoke, the fat man pulled out the drawer, then stepped into the drawer and sat down.

"And I have a lucky aura with me, and I am a blessed man. As long as you make sure that I am not disturbed in the process, there will be no problem. ”

With that, the fat man lay down in the drawer where the corpse was stored.

Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er saw that the fat man had made up their minds, so they could only cooperate with him and put one end of the drawer back at the counter.

"Dead fatty, as long as you slap the drawer hard, we'll pull you out immediately."

The fat man nodded, and then Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er gradually pushed back the drawer and closed the cabinet door.

At this moment, the fat man's eyes were completely covered in darkness, and the space here was so small that he couldn't move at all.

The fat man reluctantly pasted the charm in his hand to his face, and then pressed the tip of his tongue against the upper jaw, the thumbs of both hands against the tips of the ring fingers, and the four fingers closed to cover the thumbs to form a closed door seal.

As a faint golden light flashed on the charm, the fat man's breath became weaker and weaker, and even his heartbeat slowed down a lot.

"Hoo ......"

I don't know how long later, the fat man suddenly felt a foul smell spraying from his face, his eyes suddenly widened, and then he sat up in the cabinet in the form of a phantom.

Looking back at this moment, it was no longer a fat man lying in the cabinet, but a corpse with a blue face, stiff body, and stored in the morgue.

In a trance, the fat man saw a looming face, which was hidden in the black mist, but with a very uncomfortable smile.

"Hoo ......"

The face blew on the corpse's face.

"Knock knock!"

Immediately after that, the corpse suddenly raised its hand and slammed it on the morgue!

Soon, in the dark morgue, all the cabinet doors were opened by an invisible hand, and then the drawers slipped out, and the corpse slowly sat up.

The fat man looked at this scene in surprise, just when he wanted to see when it would happen next, but he didn't think that the face hidden in the darkness suddenly turned to look at the fat man.

"How is that possible?"

At the moment when he was stared at by those eyes, the fat man only felt that his whole body was invaded by a chill, and he couldn't move for an instant.

How could he be discovered in such a retrospective state?

"Fatty! Fatso! ”

The fat man, who was in astonishment, immediately heard a very distant call in his ears.

He couldn't figure out what was going on, but he felt like it was getting dark.

"Fatty! Fatso! ”

Soon, the fat man slowly opened his eyes again, only to find that Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er were looking at him worriedly.

And at the moment, he was still lying in the drawer, but he was pulled out of the cabinet by the two of them.

The fat man sat up with some confusion, looked at the two blankly and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Ma Ling'er looked at the fat man worriedly and said:

"It's been an hour, and you haven't moved at all, so I didn't feel at ease with the stuffy gourd, so I quickly pulled you out."

"What? An hour? ”

Hearing Ma Ling'er's words, the fat man felt a little incredulous about this:

"I think I can be in there for a maximum of 10 minutes? How could it be that an hour has passed, you guys don't talk about it. ”

Ma Ling'er saw that the fat man didn't believe it, and immediately showed the watch on her wrist:

"You can see for yourself, it's already past 2 o'clock, and we've been waiting for you here for an hour, and there's no movement."

A look of astonishment appeared on the fat man's face, and looking at his expression, Yan Qilin asked with some solemnity:

"Did you find anything?"

"Weird...... It's weird......"

The fat man grabbed Yan Qilin's outstretched hand and struggled to get up from the narrow drawer and walked out.

"I saw a face, one hidden in the black mist, but I could feel him smiling weirdly all the time.

What's even stranger is that I was obviously going back to what had happened through Yin Qi, but for some reason, that face suddenly turned to look at me.

At that moment I felt like I had fallen into a hole in the ice. ”

"Huh?"

Ma Ling'er frowned suspiciously:

"It's unlikely, you're going back through Yin Qi, similar to the traces of the Punishment Division. It's not really back to the past, how can things that happened in the past intersect with you? ”

"I'm wondering if it's not ......"

The fat man looked at Ma Ling'er, but before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

Then the fat man's eyes looked through Ma Ling'er in the direction of the door where her back was facing, and then pointed with some confusion and said:

"You closed this door?"

Yan Qilin and Ma Ling'er looked back suspiciously, only to notice that the door of the morgue had closed for some time.

In the hour just now, the two of them didn't dare to leave the morgue for a moment, for fear that the fat man would send a signal, but they didn't hear it, so how could they have any heart to close the door.

The expressions of the three of them became solemn in the next second, the fat man casually took out a piece of Fu Fu paper and pinched it in his hand, and Yan Qilin also clenched his fists.

"Zizi ......"

At this moment, the white light above the three of them began to flicker as if it had been disturbed by some kind of interference, and then went out.

The three of them were soon plunged into darkness, which made them instinctively form a triangle and look around warily.

However, although the lights were off, the lights in the hallway were still on, and the outside lights came in through the cracks in the door.

But the three of them soon noticed that a dark shadow appeared in the crack of the door, which blocked the light, and stood across the door from the three of them.

Yan Qilin quickly made a silent motion, and the eyes of the three of them looked towards the crack in the door.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from outside the iron gate:

"I don't know where you're from, but don't look any further, or your life won't be saved...... It's not something you humans can do to meddle in. ”

(P: Ask for a commuter pass)

Six more to ask for a monthly pass!

(End of chapter)