At night, Ning Qiushui decided to go deep into the hospital to look for clues about the 17th disappeared body, but met a stranger here.

The moment he looked at him, Ning Qiushui's heart beat faster.

A strange emotion reached his brain.

Fear, panic, anger......

The moment he received these emotions, Ning Qiushui knew that the owner of this heart in his body had a great grudge against the person in front of him.

The other party may not be a bad person, but at this moment, it is likely to be his enemy.

The moment he saw Ning Qiushui, the other party didn't seem to be surprised at all.

Syllable!

The faint glow of a lighter lit up in the dark hospital, lighting a red star.

"What are you doing when you come back...... Looking for a heart? ”

The man's tone was calm, as if he knew his identity.

Ning Qiushui did not relax, carefully observing the other party, and at the same time ready to fight or flee at any time.

"You know me?"

In the dark, the two confronted each other.

"I don't know, but I know you're one of the victims."

"I smell the smell of the dead in you."

The other party's calm voice made Ning Qiushui's heart beat faster and faster.

It's stressful.

It seems that something is being feared.

"But you don't have to be nervous...... You're not the person I'm looking for, at least not tonight. ”

Ning Qiushui squinted.

"Who are you looking for?"

The other party said lightly:

"A man who should have died twelve years ago."

"Well, I thought you were coming for me."

"You're afraid of people looking for you?"

"Don't talk about being afraid, the dead don't like to be visited from the yang world after all."

There was silence between the two again.

After a while, Ning Qiu said:

"You're not a cop?"

The man exhaled a puff of white smoke.

"Not really, but the police will ask me for help if they have something particularly troublesome."

"Just this time?"

"Yes."

"Looks like you spoke to the officers at the police station before you came here."

The other party did not deny it.

"I've talked a bit, my name is Fang Shan, what about you?"

"Ning Qiushui."

Fang Shan nodded, and then listened to Ning Qiushui say:

"You weren't surprised to see me, it means you've seen the dead rise before."

Fang Shan did not respond.

Ning Qiushui continued:

"I'm interested in your past, but now I'd like to ask another question, 17 people died on this floor of this hospital the night before, right?"

Fang Shan slowly exhaled a puff of smoke:

"About 17 people died, who knows?"

Ning Qiushui:

"But if you have a 17th heart, you can't have two hearts in one person's body."

Fang Shan was silent, waiting for Ning Qiushui's next step.

"But one body is missing, there are no photos in the newspaper on it, and as far as I know, the police in Twilight Town did not see the 17th body......"

Hearing this, Fang Shan interrupted him:

"If you're trying to ask me where the 17th body is...... Sorry, I don't know either. ”

"However, our motives for coming here tonight seem to be 'strange.'"

Speaking of this, Fang Shan's face actually showed a strange smile.

"We returned to the scene of the crime at the same time, I represent the police and you represent the victim...... But interestingly, none of us came to find the murderer. ”

Ning Qiushui also laughed.

"That's true."

The cigarette between Fang Shan's fingertips was still burning slowly.

"Don't you care who killed you?"

“…… I care more about where the 17th person who disappeared goes. ”

"Well, he's your friend?"

"Not a friend."

Ning Qiushui also took out a cigarette from his body.

He had developed a habit of smoking a cigarette every once in a while to mask the smell of blood on his body.

"Fang Shan, when was the last time you saw the dead resurrected?"

Fang Shan leaned against the window and gathered the clothes on his body.

"12 years ago."

"Who has come back to life?"

"Dead victims, just like you...... Of course, that was only temporary, and the only one who really resurrected and survived was the murderer behind the scenes. ”

"You're talking about the murderer 'behind the scenes'...... So there was not just one murderer 12 years ago? ”

"Well, the murderer behind the scenes tricked the others into killing the townspeople."

"Have the other murderers been caught?"

Fang Shan shook his head.

"Nope."

"They're rotten."

Hearing these words, Ning Qiushui was slightly stunned.

"Rotten?"

Fang Shan looked at Ning Qiushui with a smile:

"What do you think...... If a person is going to rot, will his heart rot first, or will his flesh rot first? ”

Ning Qiushui thought for a moment and answered his question:

"The heart rots first."

The smile on Fang Shan's face gradually converged and nodded.

"yes."

"When a heart is rotten, how can the flesh and skin be saved?"

"The murderer twelve years ago didn't understand, and the murderer twelve years later didn't understand."

Ning Qiushui's eyes raised slightly:

"Isn't the former and current murderer the same person?"

Fang Shan:

"I'd rather be the same person."

"Everything is still inconclusive, and it's best that my guesses don't come true."

Ning Qiushui thought about it and asked another question:

"How can a heartless person like me not rot?"

Fang Shan was silent for a while.

"If your heart is not rotten, your flesh will not rot."

After finishing speaking, Fang Shan popped the cigarette butt in his hand out of the window.

"If there is any news about the murderer, you can contact me at any time."

"It's a good thing for you that he's dead."

After finishing speaking, Fang Shan took out a small card and threw it directly to Ning Qiushui.

He also seemed to be a little taboo about Ning Qiushui, so he didn't get closer, and turned to leave.

Looking at the business card in his hand, Ning Qiushui put it away,

As Fang Shan left, the beating heart in Ning Qiushui's chest gradually returned to normal.

"Sure enough, it was the corpse sewer who did it."

"But it seems that there is some relationship between the two of them twelve years ago, and this Fang Shan is not simple, he actually knows so many things......

Ning Qiushui seriously recalled what Fang Shan had said just now, and faintly grasped something.

"The heart is rotten first, and the flesh is rotten......"

"Does it mean that my heart will die after it is damaged, in that case, I have to find my heart as soon as possible."

Ning Qiushui rubbed his temples.

His intuition told him that the sentence Fang Shan just said, 'The heart is rotten first, and the skin and flesh will rot' not only refer to this, there seemed to be another meaning behind it.

"Those hearts must have been well hidden by the tricksters, we have to find a way to get them, and find out the ...... that belong to me and Zhao Er from those hearts"

In the dark corridor, only Ning Qiushui was left, and the faint spark between his fingertips.

…

Early morning.

There was a commotion in the peaceful hotel of the town at dusk.

In room 303 on the third floor, Hong Yu stood in front of the mirror in the toilet, looking at his naked upper body, with panic and fear written in his expression.

The originally flawless body actually gave birth to some weird mildew spots out of thin air at this time, which looked very weird.

These mold spots are a bit like corpse spots, but they are not corpse spots, and the skin has begun to fester, and pale yellow pus is flowing out.

Hong Yu took out a towel, dipped it in some water, and gently wiped the mildew.

Her movements were very light, but after wiping back and forth a few times, the skin of that piece was still rubbed off directly!

Looking at the meat that had begun to rot inside, Hong Yu let out a scream and hurriedly threw away the towel in his hand!

She remembered the phone call she had received last night.

…

"The content of the second 'letter', remember ......"

"—Once the trickster 'gets blood on his hands' behind the blood gate, his body will continue to decay, and he will die completely after five days."

…

pS: Good night!