I was about to rush out, but I was stopped by Lin Bao.

He looked at me and tilted his head slightly.

I turned my head and two policemen were waiting for me.

Although I am the one brought by Lin Bao, the most basic confidentiality work still has to be done.

Listening to the footsteps getting farther and farther away, I gritted my teeth and finally turned around and walked towards the two policemen.

They didn't embarrass me, asked a few words, and then asked me to sign a non-disclosure agreement and let me go.

When I walked out of the morgue, there was no figure in front of me.

I sighed.

The morgue is on the basement floor, and from the corpse elevator, there is an underground garage.

When I got out of the elevator, Lin Bao threw me a cigarette and bit one himself.

"How did you get this virtue?"

Lin Bao took a deep breath and squinted at my wrapped right arm through the smoke.

"It's good that I didn't lose my life."

I smiled wryly.

"Where's that intern?"

"I don't know, he's been here to help me since I came here."

Lin Bao flicked the cigarette ash.

Generally speaking, there is a forensic autopsy room for them to use.

It's just that there are too many people who died in the underground gambling field this time, and they can't be put down there, so they borrowed the morgue and autopsy room of the Second Municipal Hospital.

I looked at Lin Bao seriously.

"Be careful, don't come to this place, that intern... It's a bit of a problem. ”

I pointed to my teeth, Lin Bao was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

In a place like a hospital, doctors and nurses wear surgical caps and masks, and except for familiar colleagues who can recognize each other, others really can't tell who is who.

Even if an outsider sneaks in in a doctor's clothes, it's not impossible.

I said that there is a problem, then there must be a problem, Lin Bao will never doubt me, just like I will never doubt him.

"Actually, it's almost the same, just wait for the other forensic doctors to dissect the rest of the corpses, as long as the skull is full of that thing, it can be qualified, I will report it to them as an evil magic or something, my work will be over, and they will investigate the rest by themselves."

Lin Bao said with a smile.

"So casual?"

My eyes widened.

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu is a fool, only responsible for investigating the cause of death, not responsible for catching the murderer, can you still point to me and follow the traces of the corpse to solve the case?"

Lin Bao scolded with a smile.

After talking to Lin Bao for a while, I refused his offer to drive me home.

The intern's resentful teeth always lingered in my mind.

I'd like to walk around the hospital again and see if I can run into him.

Night is falling.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the neighborhood gradually became quieter, except for the families of the patients who were in a hurry, there were no pedestrians in the vicinity.

I was walking down the path of a nearby park, and the streetlights shone behind me, stretching my back for a long time.

I looked down and took out the last cigarette, and when I looked up again, a figure had already appeared next to my shadow.

"Waiting for me?"

A familiar voice sounded.

My hand shook, and the lighter fell to the ground and bounced off behind me.

The man behind me bent down to pick it up, and I turned around to meet the smiling face of the intern.

The black resentment on his teeth made me feel displeased.

Did this thing eat those corpses?

The figure on the roof of the hospital that day, was it also him?

Ignoring my unkind eyes, he reached over and lit the fire.

Even after leaving the hospital, his hands were still wearing rubber gloves for surgery.

I stared at his hand holding the lighter, silent, but breathing unconsciously became difficult.

When he appeared, I didn't even notice it!

He was like a wooden man, just smiling at me.

It wasn't until the flames began to jump up and down that I slowly leaned my head over.

After watching me light the cigarette, he slipped the lighter into my pocket and patted it gently.

"I know you must have a lot of questions, so take a walk with me."

He glanced at me and took the lead.

Judging by his calm demeanor, he probably knows my identity.

After a brief momentary struggle, I caught up with him.

After walking in silence for dozens of meters, he spoke slowly, as if he was asking me and himself.

"What do you think is the most precious thing in the world?"

I frowned, ignoring his words.

I was in no mood to discuss philosophical issues with this unidentified eccentric.

"Money? Power? Love? Family? ”

He ignored my silence and said to himself.

"In fact, the rarest thing in this world is life. I'm lucky to be alive. You, who have finally come back from the dead, must be able to understand what I mean, right? ”

He turned to look at me, smiling brightly.

A chill rose from my heart.

The nails of his left hand began to slowly elongate.

He even knew about my resurrection.

I looked at him with murderous intent in my eyes.

Bai Ning has a relationship with my father, and she knows my secret, so I can accept it.

But the man in front of me, all he can bring to me is threat.

With a light footstep, I was instantly behind him. The five fingers of his left hand quickly stretched out and stabbed straight into the back of his heart.

Five white nails met no resistance, and I felt the flesh and bones cut through my palm, and my left hand had pierced through his chest.

Since the wound was blocked by my arm, there was no scene of blood gushing out.

Blood rushed down the edge of the wound, quickly soaking through his clothes, and then down his leg, creating a large pool of red on the ground.

But he took the blow and there was no reaction.

This fatal wound was like a tickle to him.

Something went wrong.

I pulled out my arm and took two steps back, keeping a safe distance.

"It's really painful, that hairpin, after all, it's not ordinary."

He turned slowly, and through the gaping hole in his chest, I could even see the flower bed across the road.

He just stood and looked at me, the wound on his chest squirming and healing.

In less than half a minute, the big hole had been restored.

The newly grown skin is still bloodshot, and it looks very weird.

"What the hell are you!"

I asked viciously, gritting my teeth.

He hasn't done anything so far, but the sense of oppression he has brought me is reaching a critical point.

I touched my chest and began to think about how I was going to get into the state I was in fighting the baby ghosts.

"Hahaha!"

He laughed out loud, as if I had made some big joke.

"You still don't recognize me, huh? We've seen it before. ”