Crematorium......

Xia Zhengpeng's heart was beating faster and faster, so fast that his whole body trembled: "What do you want to do, you suddenly rushed into the hospital, and you flipped around without saying a word." ”

"Believe it or not, I called the police!"

The old man stared at the cremation signpost with his eyes fixed on it, and asked the nurse coldly, "Is there a cremation body today?"

"Yes....." the nurse replied shudderingly.

Xia Zhengpeng hurriedly rushed to the old man and said angrily: "What if there is, what if there is not? This is a hospital, not a place where you can be presumptuous!"

"If you want to find someone, you can tell me and I can help you. ”

The old man's gaze slowly fell on Xia Zhengpeng: "Who are you?"

"I am Xia Zhengpeng, the vice president of the hospital. Xia Zhengpeng raised his head and said.

Surname Xia?

When the old man heard this surname, his attitude softened a little.

Because every time Xia Xi called him, she said that the Xia family treated her well and treated her as her own daughter, and she still wanted to stay in the Xia family and didn't want to go back to Kyoto.

Because of this, the old man did not suspect Xia Xi's accident to the Xia family!

"Yes. ”

The old man looked at Xia Zhengpeng and said majestically: "I'll give you ten minutes to check a person named Xia Xi, twenty-four years old, 168 tall, wearing a black and red necklace around his neck." ”

Summer!

Hearing this name, Xia Zhengpeng's face changed greatly.

But he quickly reacted again, and replied in a cold sweat on his forehead: "No, there is no such person, there is no such person in the morgue." ”

How could an old man who had lived for decades not notice the change in Xia Zhengpeng's expression? The old man suddenly narrowed his eyes fiercely and sneered: "You are lying!"

"Xia Xi is here. ”

"Everyone, give me a thorough investigation! Butler, follow me to the crematorium. ”

"Yes!" the butler immediately helped the old man to the crematorium.

Xia Zhengpeng stared at the old man's figure in horror.

He hurriedly followed, but was caught by several black-clothed bodyguards: "You can't go into the crematorium, you can't go in, there is no one named Xia Xi here, you get out of here quickly." ”

No matter what Xia Zhengpeng said, the old man was not moved.

He kicked the crematorium door open.

The entire crematorium is about 200 square meters, and there are several staff members wearing protective suits inside, and there are seven corpses in the corner, each covered with a white cloth.

"Who are you?" asked the staff in fear.

The old man waved his hand at the bodyguard, and the staff was immediately imprisoned.

"Da-"

The old man leaned on his crutches and walked towards the seven corpses in the corner.

"There is no such person as Xia Xi here. ”

"Get out of here, I'm going to call the police, you guys are a crime, let me go!" Xia Zhengpeng's eyes widened, and his pupils were shattered as he watched the old man stand in front of the first corpse.

Crash!

Opened!

Suddenly, Xia Zhengpeng felt that his heart was about to explode with fright.

"Sir, no. ”

Whew! No...... No...... Xia Zhengpeng breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

Then, I saw the old man walking up to the second corpse.

"Whoa-" Lift!

Again, it's not.

The third one, still not.

Xia Zhengpeng's heart was like a roller coaster, heaven and hell for a while, and in the end, the old man had already stood in front of the last corpse.

And on the hospital gown of this corpse, No. 315 is engraved on it......

"No!"

"Don't lift it!"

"Wow!" The old man suddenly lifted the white cloth of the last corpse in front of Xia Zhengpeng, under the bloodshot gaze of his eyes-