Meanwhile, Upper City Funeral Home.
Que Ge and Lian Shan, the young search and rescue team member he met at the entrance to Xiangshan North Road, quietly lurked behind the bushes outside the morgue. The search and rescue team members had changed into civilian clothes, holding tightly the weapon hidden in their waists - an electric baton, and asked in a low voice: "Are you sure? Are you sure the person is inside?"
"You can't be wrong." Que Ge looked at the signal on the phone screen and confirmed that the turtle grandson who was holding Yan Yueming's phone and pretending to be Yan Yueming was sending them messages to ensure their safety was hiding inside.
From early morning to now, the signal has been interrupted several times and keeps changing locations. Que Ge was afraid of alerting the enemy, so he pretended not to notice, kept chatting with him, and finally locked in here.
"But this is the morgue. Who with a sick mind would hide here?"
"Is it possible that my junior brother will send me messages from the underworld?"
When Que Ge said this, there was a sneer on his lips, which made the search and rescue team members tremble for no reason. At this time, the voice of his master, Deputy Captain Feng, came from his headset, "All units have confirmed that everything is correct and are ready to break in."
"three."
"two."
"one."
"Do it!"
In an instant, all the lurking search and rescue team members rushed into the morgue from all directions, acting vigorously and resolutely. Que Ge and Lianshan, as newcomers, were arranged at the end.
However, Lianshan just blinked and felt that his eyes were blurred - someone was out!
So fast.
Lian Shan quickly followed. Fortunately, he was also professionally trained. He crossed the bushes and climbed through the window into the morgue. Before he could stand still, he heard a shout, "Stop him!"
I saw a man dressed in all white, who seemed to be attending a funeral, grabbing the handle of the corpse refrigerator, pulling it open and trying to get in. He immediately realized that there might be a gap there, and he would rather fall into the gap than be caught.
Soon enough, an unknown small object drew a beautiful straight line and hit the man on the back of the head instantly. The man was in pain, his hands loosened, and he was knocked down on the spot by several search and rescue team members.
Que Ge put the remaining prayer beads back into his pocket, walked forward, stared at the man who was grinning in pain but not fainting, and asked: "You are the one who threw my junior brother into the gap?"
At this time, Lian Shan also recognized his face, "That's him! The patient who escaped from the Third Hospital!"
On the other side, a quiet neighborhood.
When Yan Yueming followed Li Zheng's advice and said those words to the man No. 9 again and again, the man's expression stiffened for a moment, "It should be, this is what it should be, I am her father." , I should have gotten it originally. I am very grateful that you are willing to tell me this information..."
Everyone is on the 9th at the moment.
Although the couple took their daughter to No. 12 for help, the third child was not a kind person who would let people in easily. He asked the couple to go back, and then went to find Li Zheng and Yan Yueming.
Yan Yueming was in a hurry to save people, so when he entered the door, he called out to the man, and then he came up with the man's words. He turned back and said a few words to his wife sitting on the sofa before going out.
His wife looked a little uneasy and held his arm tightly. At this time, the third child walked past them carrying a few red plastic bags containing chickens and ducks. Seeing them looking over, he asked casually, "I took it from your car. The food brought in from outside will definitely taste better." It’s safer than here, do you mind?”
The man quickly said: "You don't mind, it's our thank you gift. Please also take care of my wife and children. I will be back as soon as possible."
After finishing speaking, he patted his wife on the shoulder, seemed to have made up his mind, and walked out quickly.
The third child shrugged and took the chicken and duck to the kitchen.
His wife's eyes swept over him, then lingered on Yan Yueming and Li Zheng, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just stood up, limped to the guest room, and left: "I'll go Look at my daughter.”
Yan Yueming saw her thigh wound wrapped in white cloth. There was blood seeping there, but not much. Recalling what the third child said just now, he was thoughtful. When the door of the guest room was closed again, he asked Li Zheng in a low voice: "Is that woman's injury not serious?"
Li Zheng: "Yeah."
Yan Yueming: "Is there something wrong with their reaction just now?"
Li Zheng then replied leisurely: "Judging from the woman's reaction when she saw the plastic bag, at least she knew what happened in the trunk. Even if the person was killed by a man, she was an insider. Moreover, if it was an ordinary murder case, The criminal is really good for his family and will only abscond on his own and will not take the family with him."
Yan Yueming nodded, "Yes, they even brought the children."
While talking, Li Zheng walked through the living room and walked to the back window.
There are still some traces left by Yan Yueming during his investigation, such as broken biscuits. Yan Yueming embarrassedly went over to block it, and then asked: "Senior, you just said you had been to No. 9, so when you came in, did they have any special reaction?"
Li Zheng opened the window, "Thanks to your note, they thought I was the first person to appear in this house. Although they were very wary, they were not surprised."
Ah, it’s Xiaohong.
Yan Yueming touched her nose.
Li Zheng: "I tested it, and they don't know the situation in the gap. It must be the first time they entered by mistake, just like you."
After he finished speaking, he jumped lightly and reached the window sill.
"Senior?"
"I'll go take a look at the front. You stay here and don't run around. If anything happens, call me."
Li Zheng jumped out of the window without saying a word.
Yan Yueming hurried to the window, but could only see a leaving figure. He actually understood that even if he really went to No. 2 to find medicine just now, Li Zheng said that he would go alone, but he would secretly protect his safety. But now, the senior is still out.
He probably went to stare at the man.
Yan Yueming glanced at his watch. It was already 5:17 pm. It was just after 10 o'clock when he discovered the cemetery, which meant that he slept for a long time on the 12th, at least 5 hours, after being knocked unconscious by Li Zheng.
During these five hours, the senior will definitely not be knitting all the time.
Maybe just find out everything clearly, and then leisurely ask questions to test him. This is called the confidence and calmness of a boss.
As a good student, you must learn to answer questions.
So Yan Yueming quickly thought about the way out. Where is the exit? Senior Li came out of the tomb, is it possible that they are going back to the tomb?
Think about all those marks again. Apart from the "destination" engraved on the entrance to the cemetery, are there any other marks that are directional?
Or, there is no exit to the real world here at all, and they have to run to another gap to leave?
Yan Yueming squatted on the ground and thought hard, and felt sad after thinking about it. Although he had lived seriously and hard for twenty-three years, he never expected that one day he would fall into the gap and he was still studying.
Isn’t this training class a good deal? Can you enjoy this treatment for only one hundred yuan?
Auntie, I want to go home.
My aunt is still watching the strippers.
Yan Yueming was depressed for a long time, but then began to cheer up again, because the smell of chicken wafted from the kitchen. He ran to the kitchen and saw the red plastic bag inside. Thinking of the origin of the chickens and ducks, his appetite suddenly disappeared.
At this time, the third child scooped out a bowl of soup and handed it to Yan Yueming, "Go and bring it to the woman in the guest room and tell her to replenish it."
Yan Yueming: "Is chicken soup so fast?"
The third child: "As long as it's cooked."
Yan Yueming looked at the chicken soup in his hand and wondered if something was wrong. This soup... regardless of whether it is cooked or not, does anyone in the guest room dare to drink it?
Meanwhile, House No. 2.
The man carefully walked around from behind No. 3, avoiding No. 4 who was shooting, and then crossed the asphalt road to No. 2. The boy wearing black-rimmed glasses who didn't look very smart had already told him the general meaning of the marks, so he felt a little confident. Even if No. 2 didn't turn on the lights, he wasn't too panicked or afraid.
Everything went smoothly.
He went inside, rummaged around in the living room, and finally found the medicine kit in the locker. There are some common medicines in the medicine cabinet, which are no different from those in the normal world.
However, he did not turn around and leave immediately with the medicine box, but carefully explored other places in the house. Finally, he came to the kitchen and picked up the knife from the knife holder.
Western-style knives, Chinese-style knives, everything is available here. Since this was where the doctor lived, he even found an easy-to-carry willow leaf-like knife in a hidden compartment of the cupboard. It looks similar to a scalpel, a bit like a custom kitchen utensil.
The man picked up the knife, and a dark light flashed in his eyes. In the room where the lights were not turned on, the face was hidden in the darkness, with an unpredictable expression. He quickly loaded things on his body. The injured arm was slightly insensitive, but he still moved quickly.
Soon, he tidied up and put other things in the kitchen back to their original places, carefully and meticulously. However, just when he wiped his sweat and was about to go back to the living room to pick up the medicine box and run away, the moment he turned around, he was frozen in place——
There's someone in the living room!
He stared intently at the figure sitting on the sofa in the living room, and the knife he had just put into the inner pocket of his jacket instantly pulled it out. He pointed the tip of the knife at the man and took a few steps forward warily, "Who?!"
As he moved around, he finally saw the man's face clearly.
A ray of skylight fell from the gap in the living room window, falling just on his body and tracing half of his cheek. It's that man, the man who calls himself "Xiao Hong"!
"What are you doing here? Are you here to help?" His voice was tight, and he did not dare to let down his guard at all.
In a place like this, everyone is in such a mess, how can he, a beautiful man dressed like a pretty boy, make people unwary?
"Yes." Li Zheng asked him, "What is that in your hand? A knife?"
"I just use it for self-defense... This place is so weird. There are people with guns next door. It's good to get a knife. Do you want to get one too?" The man paused for a moment, and then spoke faster, staring at Looking at Li Zheng, he smiled.
"No need." Li Zheng stood up and replied with a smile: "I have it myself."
I don't know how he did it, but with a flash of silver light, the man saw a slender knife slipping out of his drooping cuff. He clamped the blade between two fingers to stop the knife from sliding down, and he naturally held the handle of the knife. There is also a red blood groove on the blade.
In terms of exquisiteness and slenderness, this knife is a step up from the lancet in a man's hand. It's like a piece of art displayed in the window.
The man became increasingly vigilant and quietly took a step back, "What do you mean?"
Li Zheng: "What do you think I mean?"
He strolled forward and said leisurely as he walked: "There are so many knives in the kitchen of No. 9. Why did you sneak a knife here? Besides knives, what else did you take?"
Hearing this, a stern look flashed in the man's eyes, "Don't come over here!"
On the other side, Yan Yueming knocked on the door and entered the guest room, handing the soup to the woman.
The woman took the soup bowl, her face changed slightly, as if she was very uncomfortable. She didn't ask any more questions, just put the bowl on the bedside table and said, "Thank you, I'll drink it later."
Yan Yueming was not surprised, but he did not force her. His eyes glanced at the little girl sleeping on the bed. The little girl was covered tightly with a quilt, and there was a wet towel on her forehead. Her cheeks were red, and she looked like she was not sleeping peacefully.
The woman sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the quilt, looking at her nervously, her brows showing exhaustion.
Yan Yueming couldn't help but comforted her, "They will be back with the medicine soon. She will be fine."
The woman nodded but said no more.
Yan Yueming didn't interrupt much and returned to the living room. The third child saw the solemn look on his face and couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the people inside?"
"I can't tell...but I just feel like something is wrong." Yan Yueming looked back at the door of the guest room, and the little animal's intuition started to come online again.
Something is wrong.
Something just isn't right.
Yan Yueming walked around, but felt something was wrong. The third child saw him spinning around in circles, which was quite strange. Suddenly, he saw the light coming from the eyes hidden by the black-rimmed glasses.
"Oh!" Yan Yueming seemed to have thought of something and rushed back.
Halfway through the rush, he turned back and dragged the third child over with him, explaining, "Senior asked me to come to you if I have something to do."
The third child resignedly followed him into the guest room. Yan Yueming ran very fast, as if in a hurry. He rushed in, bypassed the surprised woman, came to the other side of the bed, grabbed the quilt and opened it hard.
"Don't—" the woman screamed, but it was too late.
The third child looked over and saw red finger prints on the little girl's neck exposed after lifting the quilt. He reacted very quickly, grabbed the woman with lightning speed, and suppressed her with his hands behind his back.
The woman struggled hard, her eyes still fixed on the bed, trying to pounce on her, "Don't touch her! Don't touch her!"
Yan Yueming thought she was trying to protect her daughter, but her next words would cause people to freeze in place. "She's possessed by the devil! She's the devil! The devil! Choke her! Choke her!"
The woman looked haggard and crazy. Yan Yueming suddenly looked into her bloodshot eyes, and her heart skipped a beat, "See clearly, she is your daughter!"
But the woman obviously didn't listen.
Yan Yueming and Lao San looked at each other, and Lao San made a decisive decision and knocked him out. Just at this moment, a fierce dog barking suddenly came from outside.
dog? Where did the dog come from? !
No, no, Yan Yueming remembered that there was a dog. Number 13 is marked with two intertwined "w"s, which means "barking dog."
But the problem is, Li Zheng and the man went to No. 2, and No. 2 and No. 13 were far away in opposite directions!
Who will show up on the 13th and break the rules?
