The -1st floor, which is not exposed to sunlight, has electric lights on all year round. The white corridor leading to the morgue was extremely long, the lights were flickering for some reason, and there was a distinct smell of disinfectant in the air.
A zombie with his arms hanging was walking stiffly inside, the scene was weird and funny.
However, Yan Yueming did not dare to move forward easily, because he vaguely heard the sound of water droplets, hidden in the footsteps, "pat, pat," from top to bottom.
He immediately took out the telescope from his bag and looked at the ceiling. The ceiling in the corridor was as usual, except for the flickering lights, and there was no water seepage. The door of the morgue at the end of the corridor was open. Could it be that the sound came from inside?
After thinking for a moment, Yan Yueming took out a glass bead from his bag and threw it towards the morgue. The beads fell to the ground and rolled very quickly. In the blink of an eye, they were over the trouble and rolled into the room first.
The small glass beads hide secrets and have built-in multi-faceted mirrors. Yan Yueming looked through the telescope and then through the mirror and saw the situation inside the morgue.
The room was empty, and the doors of several morgue cabinets were open. It looked like the security guard had hurriedly opened several cabinets to check after discovering that the body was missing, and then fled in too much panic without having time to close the cabinet doors.
There were half-stained footprints on the ground from the cabinet door to the door.
Above the footprints, Yan Yueming could not see through the mirror, but he put down the telescope and saw the trouble that was about to enter the morgue, and suddenly an idea occurred to him——
vanitation pipe! Darkness creeps!
The water may be dripping from the ventilation duct. Why is there water in there? Because if the frozen body is placed at room temperature, water droplets may condense.
Yan Yueming looked up suddenly, there it was, there it was!
He quickly called the four kings to turn back together, and there was an entrance to a ventilation duct about ten meters away. In order to confirm his conjecture, Yan Yueming decided to go up to explore, but how to go up became a problem. There was nothing in the corridor to step on.
Loquat decided to solve his problem, winked coquettishly and said, "You can take me apart and throw me up."
Yan Yueming was stunned, "Huh?"
Tao Zi was afraid that he didn't understand, so she stepped forward thoughtfully, pulled off Loquat's left hand, and held it up to Yan Yueming, "Neng, look, that's it, it's very simple!"
Yan Yueming: "..."
thank you all.
Thank you all fellow Hu Di folks for your support!
Yan Yueming is not a hypocritical person. He knows that these things that sound strange, scary and cruel are really nothing to the NPCs in Hu. It is better to accept them generously and sincerely thank them.
that is--
"You have to throw my head up first, otherwise I can't see. And, and you have to be gentle. If someone's face is smashed, wow, wow, I won't be alive." After Loquat said this, Yan Yue Ming is under a lot of pressure.
He worked hard to mentally build himself up. He first used an umbrella to open the cover of the ventilation duct, then carefully picked off the loquat's head and threw it up with controlled force. Afraid of getting dust on her face, he took off his coat to wrap it up.
Next, come the limbs and torso. After the whole process, Yan Yueming felt like a perverted murderer who was dumping his body.
Like being dumped as a corpse
They were all thrown downwards, but he was the only one who was thrown upwards. A dumped corpse can suddenly pretend to be a corpse and actively reach out to pick up its own legs.
So lost.
Soon, Loquat assembled himself in the ventilation duct and began to explore in the direction of the morgue. Yan Yueming took Tao Zi, Dahuang and Grass Carp Prince to meet him.
Yan Yueming borrowed the umbrella left by Loquat to block the flickering lights above her head. The grass carp prince is wearing a high hat, Dahuang is wearing a headscarf and sunglasses, but there is no need to cover them up.
[Don’t walk into the flickering lights]
This is also one of the rules of the hospital. The consequences of fouling may easily trigger supernatural events.
Yan Yueming took the lead, holding a small golden ax in his hand and fully alert.
At this time, trouble has entered, but the morgue is so quiet that you can hear a needle drop. And the quieter it gets, the uneasiness and panic will come out of every crack in the wall, together with the flickering lights, synchronized with the heartbeat.
Why is Trouble silent? What on earth is he doing here?
Yan Yueming used the binoculars to look at the glass beads again, but found no sign of trouble. He couldn't help but let go of the hand holding the ax handle, moved his fingers, and then tightened his grip.
[Don’t Knock on the Dead Man’s Door] Strictly speaking, there are no living people in the morgue, and zombies don’t count as living people. Yan Yueming boldly walked in and saw the bright green light inside. In the green light, Trouble was sitting on a bed in the corner, his eyes dull.
It was a hospital bed, covered with blue and white striped sheets that had been washed white. There was an infusion rack and a nameplate marked 17 at the head of the bed, and there was a small white frame at the end of the bed for medical records and reports.
The hospital bed was in a blind spot, so the glass beads didn't hit it just now.
But no matter what, a hospital bed in the morgue is very unconventional!
Yan Yueming met Trouble's eyes, and his ability to empathize was so strong that he began to feel sad. The trouble is that the zombies are real, but this corpse is not that corpse. This corpse friend can still leave, so why rush people to the morgue?
Hu Di Hospital is completely unconscionable.
"You..." Yan Yueming choked with sobs.
"Bang." The sound of someone opening the ventilation duct interrupted his words. Loquat looked down from above and said, "Master Xiao Ming, there are many corpses hidden inside. Are you looking for a man or a woman?" Yes, where is the old man or the child?"
Yan Yueming was so shaken that he didn't bother to respond to her river god-like question. He fixed his eyes on Trouble and asked, "Did you hide the body in the ventilation duct? Why?"
Trouble couldn't speak, but he turned his head suspiciously.
Yan Yueming noticed that there was something similar to an electrocardiogram machine on the bedside. There were two wires, one red and one blue, extending from the machine. His eyes lit up immediately, and he was ready to step forward to connect Trouble with him and have a conversation with him.
But Trouble didn't know whether it was fear or shyness. The further Yan Yueming walked forward, the more his head twisted, and then - there was a crisp sound.
His neck was twisted, and it seemed that he could not twist it back, and he shed a tear that was unique to him.
The corpse's muddy tears.
Yan Yueming paused and blurted out: "No, it's not my fault."
The peaches and loquats started a happy double laugh, which was like a silver bell ringing, and looked particularly charming in the green light of the morgue. Dahuang's whole body shivered with coldness, but he couldn't help being curious. He stepped forward to sniff the trouble - a strange human appeared, looking like a human from head to toe.
class almost(),
——
“”▏()_[(()，
Smelly, so stinky!
Zombies certainly don’t smell good, and they are particularly lethal to rhubarb with a keen sense of smell. Yan Yueming suddenly remembered the exchange content he had seen on their electronic screen during the last meeting in the company.
They said that people in Hudi looked down upon the new humans, namely zombies.
So is this one reason to bother living alone in a morgue?
At this time, Trouble was disliked by Dahuang, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.
Yan Yueming was a little numb, but still tried to get closer, "Don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm. You may not know me, but I just went to Troublesome Unlimited Company some time ago, but you happened to be on a business trip to Hudi at that time... …”
While talking, Yan Yueming finally came to the hospital bed, quickly picked up the electrode pads and stuck them on both sides of the troublesome temples. The sound of "prick, prick, prick" sounded, and the machine screen began to flash. After a while, the characters finally flashed.
[Why are you doing this to me, you bad guys, wuwuwuwu...]
The whole screen was filled with sobs, showing how sad Trouble really is.
At the same time, Taozi picked up the medical record book in the small frame at the end of the bed, flipped through a few pages, and said in surprise: "Hey, not only did he have a fracture, he also had surgery."
Yan Yueming: "What kind of surgery?"
Taozi: "Kidney removal surgery."
Loquat: "Wow."
Yan Yueming then remembered the gossip he had heard on the first floor. There was a human-to-human transmission of kidneys in the operating room last night. The kidneys were passed from one person's body to that person's body and traveled around in a big circle.
So, the troublesome kidney was taken out? But he is a zombie. Wouldn't transplanting his kidney be suicidal... Wait, Shapo Yi is dead!
The clues in Yan Yueming's mind began to connect.
For the sake of his lover Su Baoer and to seize the property of Shapo family, the little fragrant pig Shapo E bought the hospital, dug out Shapo's kidney while he was in the hospital, and sent him to the reincarnation furnace together with Su Baoer. Did Shapoi find out, so he needs a new kidney? As a result, he accidentally kicked the iron plate and killed himself?
Yan Yueming recalled carefully that he had just seen Shaboyi's body from a distance. His exposed arms and neck seemed to have pigmentation, like... corpse spots?
But it is impossible for a person who has just died to develop body spots so quickly.
Disease?
evil Dead?
Oops, how many people have the troublesome kidneys been in? Is Shapoyi still outside now? Yan Yueming's heart rang with alarm bells, and he immediately raised his head and called to Loquat, "Loquat, come down quickly!"
Maybe Shapo Yi was not the first person to die. If there were patients who died due to trouble among the corpses in the morgue, then those hidden corpses would become a source of infection.
Loquat didn't understand what he meant, but when Master Xiao Ming spoke, she was still happy to cooperate. But at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and grabbed her ankle.
"Yeah!" Loquat exclaimed.
At the same time, exclamations, screams, and hurried footsteps mixed together, quantitative changes led to qualitative changes, and finally broke through the barrier of the wall and reached Yan Yueming's ears.
He suddenly looked up at the top of his head
() ,
Above is the first floor.
Sure enough, something happened.
"Bang!" came the sound of gunfire.
Yan Yueming was so shocked that her heart trembled.
But his mind was extremely active at the moment. While jumping onto the platform used to place corpses in the morgue, he went to pull the loquat, and at the same time told Taozi, "Taozi, go check the injury on troublesome arm!"
Troublesome words were still being refreshed on the electronic screen beside the bed.
【why treat me like this】
[Break my arm and make me live here]
[My kidneys are whining]
[It’s all that frog head’s fault]
[It’s all that frog head’s fault]
【ah! 】
【Beautiful young lady! ! ! 】
…
Taozi bent down to look at Trouble's injury curiously, interrupting Trouble's thoughts in his mind. Suddenly, Tao Zi seemed to see something and said in surprise: "Master Xiao Ming, there is a strange thing drawn on his bandage. It looks like a pancake, but it seems to have eyes and a mouth. Huh? What is this? Onions?"
Yan Yueming: "!!!"
No, that's my hair!
Yan Yueming knew what it was as soon as she heard Tao Zi's description. It was him described by his aunt, with hair like onions and a face as round as a pancake. Even Xiao Ming said he was ugly.
But why did my aunt's painting appear on Troublesome's arm? Was all this really arranged? Yan Yueming was shocked and had an unexpected feeling. With a subconscious force in her hand, she rescued Loquat from the ventilation duct.
It's just that the person was saved, but the legs were not.
"My calf was dragged away!" Loquat fell on Yan Yueming, her face turned pale.
"Sorry, sorry, sorry." Yan Yueming was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but then he thought, "Eh? You clay figures don't bleed, so you're not afraid of viruses, right?"
Loquat: "Don't be afraid."
Yan Yueming: "...How about I send you up again? We attack from both sides and get your legs back?"!
