I am not a timid person, but I am not so bold that I am not afraid of anything. This sudden command scared me so much that I couldn't help but tremble and made a funny neck-shrinking movement.
Frightened, I quickly stabilized myself to prevent falling. But the command-like shout came to an abrupt end after it appeared. So much so that I even began to wonder if I was hallucinating, but the feeling was very real, as if it was coming from my ears, but I couldn't distinguish it.
I squatted on the fence in a very indecent position as if I was defecating. I was shaky in the night wind, but I didn't dare to move rashly. I maintained this posture for almost 5 minutes. During these 5 minutes, except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves of the small forest behind me, there was no other sound. Nothing, not even the sounds of animals and insects.
Master once said that in places where there is too much death energy, vegetation will flourish, but animals and insects will avoid it. This is the morgue, and in terms of the aura of death, it is undoubtedly the heaviest place in the neighborhood. There are no lights, no people, and even no sound. This kind of silence makes people feel a little hairy and a little chilly.
When I felt that there was really no sound, I turned around and squatted down facing the direction of the grove. My hands supported the top of the wall covered by my clothes, and then I slowly slid my feet down the wall. , At the same time, I supported the weight of my body with both hands, until my entire body below the chest had entered the wall, and then I hung my hands on the wall. After a visual inspection, my feet were still about half a meter above the ground, so I grabbed my clothes so that I could pull them down when I fell. Everything went smoothly and I jumped to the ground. , but when I landed, my foot stepped on a stone, which caused a slight pain in the sole of my foot.
After standing still, I was in a position between the wall and the morgue. There are no windows on the wall on my side of the morgue. The plain white walls look so dazzling and obvious even in the dark night. I knew that the old man who guarded the door before would not be in such a good mood to patrol again at night, so I turned on the flashlight with confidence and boldness.
I walked along the wall to the left, thinking that side was further away from the gate. After turning the corner, I found an ordinary wooden door. There is a lock on the door, but it is the kind of lock that is fastened with an iron chain, which means that the door itself has no lock core and can only be closed in this way. I continued around and reached the front of the morgue. I had seen this side during the day. There were several windows, but at that time I could see the curtains drawn inside through the glass. It seemed that the room was a dark environment. The door is a double door, but the door is covered with metal, or it is a metal door itself, so the door should be relatively strong and not easy to open.
This house is actually made up of three bungalows connected together, with a distance of about thirty meters from front to back. If this was just a morgue, the space would seem a bit too big. But since I was outside and didn't go in, I had no way of knowing for the time being.
I walked to the door, reached out and pushed it gently a few times, but it didn't move. So I put my ear against the door, trying to hear if there was any movement inside, but except for the buzzing sound from the thick wall, I couldn't hear anything. Instead, it was like putting my ear against the iron sheet. It felt like half of my face was cold. I pushed the windows with the curtains one by one, and they were all tight and there was no way to open them. So this put me in a bit of a dilemma. Obviously I couldn't find anything if I walked around outside, let alone completed Senior Qin's test. I had to find a way to get in.
Or smash the window glass? This way I can reach in and open the latch. But when I thought about it, the movement would be too loud. If the movement disturbed the corpse inside, it would be asking for trouble. In addition, if someone discovers me tomorrow, I am the only person who has been here today except the old man, so I will naturally be regarded as the biggest suspect. If the crime of desecrating a corpse is committed by then, I will lose more than I gain.
So I gave up the idea and recalled that when I was squatting in the woods earlier, I observed that the roof of the morgue also had no passages like skylights for me to enter and exit, so I circled back to the side of the morgue again. A place with a small wooden door. I used a flashlight to observe the chain and the lock. The lock was hung on the chain, and part of the lock head was attached to the chain due to gravity. I reached out and fiddled with the lock, but the place where it fit was a little slow to separate. I looked carefully and found that the part where it used to fit was slightly rusty because the two were connected.
This shows that this lock has been hung here for a long time, and the door has not been opened for a long time. As for a whole house, there is no reason to open two separate doors indoors. So I concluded that no matter what kind of space is behind this wooden door, it must be connected to other areas of the morgue. Right now, smashing the window won't work, and the iron door won't let me in, so my only hope of getting in is this door.
There was nothing sharp in my bag except a pair of rusty iron scissors. And that pair of scissors was the one I brought out of the well in Sujiatuo. Because of my excessive murderous aura, it was still wrapped with a red rope. Using it to unlock is also unrealistic. If you hit it with a stone, it will leave traces very easily, so why should I smash the door instead of the window? Now it seems that I can only pick the lock.
So I took out two paper clips from my bag, straightened one of them completely, and straightened the other one to make a small hook shape. I put the hook-shaped paper clip into the keyhole first and reached it to the end, but the direction of the hook was in the opposite direction of the key. Then he straightened the other one and inserted it in, then slightly tilted it and pressed it against the previous one. In this way, the hooked paper clip cannot move left or right. Then I gently turned the hooked paper clip until I turned the hook side over again. While turning, I gently pulled it out until I found a point where I couldn't pull out the hooked paper clip when I pulled it out. , but as if it was hooked on something, I knew that it was the lock cylinder I was looking for.
So I held it firmly with one hand, and started to pull the hooked paper clip outward at a constant speed with the other hand. With a click, the lock popped open.
Don't ask me why I know how to open locks. Should I tell you that my master taught me?
I took off the lock and chain and placed them by the door. I held the flashlight in one hand to shine on the wooden door and reached out with the other hand to push it open. With a slow and lingering creaking sound, the door opened.
This is a very small area with all kinds of things piled messily, all of which look like medical equipment. The air was filled with an extremely strong smell of disinfectant. It looked like this was just a storage room. On the wall opposite me, there is a wooden door. If I guessed correctly, there should be a morgue behind the door. There is a folding stretcher with wheels on the base beside the door. There is something similar to a belt on the stretcher surface, which should be used to push the body when the body is transported away or brought in from here. Those straps were probably used to prevent the bumps on the mountain road and to secure the body.
This environment and this smell made me feel a little depressed. I saw a light switch next to the door, so I walked over and turned on the light, but I didn't dare to close the door because I was afraid that if something unpredictable happened later, I would at least have a chance to escape, and at least I would be safe by then. Went to opening time.
The other wooden door can be opened from the inside, but since the stretcher is right where I need to stand to open the door, I have to move it out of the way first. This shows that when the medical staff placed the stretchers here in the past, they moved them in from the door area and then closed the door. When I moved the stretcher, I found that there was not much dust on it. Unlike the bottles and medical equipment around it, it was relatively clean. This meant that this stretcher had been used not long ago.
I reached out and opened another door. Just like the previous door, I first used a flashlight to shine in the direction of the door to ensure that I could see what was behind the door immediately after opening the door. Although I knew this was a morgue and there should be corpses behind the door, I was naturally scared, but when I opened it, something else startled me.
Because when you open the door, you feel like you are holding something soft against your head. From the moment the door opens a crack, there is a wind with a strange smell blowing in your face, and then you see, There were also some blue curtains, which seemed to be fluttering by the weird wind. The entire environment here is airtight. How come there is such a draft? But I didn’t have time to think about this problem in detail at the moment. I just held the flashlight in one hand and covered my nose and mouth with the other hand. After all, even if there is disinfectant in the place where the dead are parked, there will always be corpse gas. If I inhale too much, it will be harmful to my health. There will be effects on the body.
But I didn’t see a corpse behind the door, but there were many parallel blue curtains. There was a distance of about one meter between each two curtains. If I guessed correctly, the corpse should be placed in the middle. of the stage. It's just that because of the curtain, I didn't see it when I opened the door.
So my heartbeat quickened, and I found a pair of medical masks in the small room where the sundries were piled. After putting them on, I tiptoed into the morgue.
