In the middle of the night, Ning Qiushui met a woman suspected of being a stranger at the Eden Private Hospital alone.
The moment he saw the other person, Ning Qiushui immediately searched the sixteen faces in his mind and compared them one by one with the sweet girl in front of him.
"Are you a trickster?"
Hearing this, the girl in front of him was slightly startled for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yes, you too?"
Ning Qiushui did not answer her words, but just looked at her with cold eyes. The girl was startled by this look, and hurriedly waved her hands and said:
"I don't mean any harm, it's just that this door is too weird. In the past, everyone came in at the same place, but inside this door, we were separated!"
"My name is Hong You, and I am an auxiliary police officer in this bloody door. On the table are disembowelment cases that happened recently. I was a little scared. I was the only one in the police station, so I escaped. I wanted to look for any companions nearby and saw a light on in this hospital, so I came over..."
It is true that operating at night in the world behind the Blood Gate is a very dangerous thing.
But this is already the eighth bloody door.
Even if she continues to stay in the police station and doesn't go anywhere, she may not be safe.
And Ning Qiushui was sure that the woman in front of him was indeed a trickster. In his memory, he could find a woman whose appearance matched the woman in front of him.
As the woman approached, Ning Qiushui found that his body had a terrifying desire. He could clearly hear the pounding heartbeat in the woman's chest!
This heartbeat made Ning Qiushui's mouth go dry and his fingers tremble.
He found that he had an almost instinctive desire, that is, he wanted to insert his hand into the woman's chest, then grab the woman's heart, pull it out, and stuff it into his chest!
When this thought occurred, his cold and hollow chest was filled with an unprecedented emptiness.
Seeing the beautiful girl in front of him getting closer and closer, Ning Qiushui no longer hesitated, he turned around and ran away towards the dark corridor!
Seeing Ning Qiushui suddenly running away, a strange smile flashed across Hong You's face, but she did not pursue him.
"What a vigilant 'pot'."
"But you can't run away, I've found you..."
She took out her cell phone and made a call.
"Hey, boss, I found the second 'pot'. It's in the hospital in Eden."
There was a buzzing sound on the other end of the phone, and another man's voice appeared.
"Is this the only 'pot'?"
Hong You:
"Yes, I only saw this 'pot'."
The man's voice became a little unpleasant.
"Including the one from yesterday, only two pots have appeared so far?"
Hong You sighed.
"That would be it, if they weren't lying."
"It's more troublesome than expected. Seventeen people died yesterday. I originally thought there would be at least 4-6 'pots', but now it seems there are only two."
When speaking of this, Hong You's tone became subtle:
"Boss, it might be a little difficult to put so much 'meat' into two 'pots'..."
There was no sound on the other end of the phone. After a long time, he slowly said:
"It's best not to let others hear what you said."
"Also, regarding the second 'pot', don't tell anyone else about it yet."
Hearing this, Hong You immediately showed a bright smile on his face.
"Don't worry, boss, I know what's going on."
"What about the 'pot' in this place?"
The man said:
"You guard the door first and don't let it escape. I have ten minutes at most to deal with the matter here, and then I will bring Ale to find you."
Hong You:
"good!"
…
Ning Qiushui kept walking in the dark corridor. When he finally came to the end, his whole body was shaking like chaff. Ning Qiushui was holding on to the wall and gasping for breath. His eyes were staring straight at the ground, reflecting the chaos inside. look.
At this moment, Ning Qiushui was like a drug addict.
He had tried his best to restrain himself from going back and clawing out the woman's heart.
He didn't know what kind of evil he had been possessed by, but that thought had penetrated deeply into his soul!
In the past, Ning Qiushui could still stay awake by stimulating his body to produce severe pain, but now, he could only rely on his willpower to hold on.
Whether it was what the corpse stitcher told him before or his own intuition, he was telling Ning Qiushui that he must not do that!
He huddled in the dark corner for a long time, and then the terrible feeling gradually subsided, his body stopped shaking, and everything returned to normal.
Ning Qiushui was about to stand up and prepare to continue searching for the heart hidden in the hospital, but he found a strange figure appearing on the stairs in front of him, motionless with his back to him.
That guy is somewhat familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere.
Ning Qiushui walked cautiously towards the figure, who seemed not to notice his approach at all. Even in this empty and silent corridor, his footsteps were not quiet.
All the way to his back, there was a small glass window on the landing. The man was looking at the hospital door through the window.
When Ning Qiushui stepped onto the stairs, the man slowly turned his neck, his movements stiff and unnatural.
The moment their eyes met, Ning Qiushui's pupils suddenly shrank.
He recognized this man.
This guy was one of the corpses that had been disemboweled in the crematorium!
The moment he saw the corpse, Ning Qiushui's mind stagnated for a moment, and he suddenly became confused about the situation.
Shouldn't it have been burned? Why is it here?
Could it be that after he left the crematorium, Sun Falcon didn't burn the remaining corpses, but turned them into the same... living dead like himself?
Sun Falcon... doesn't have that ability?
He is not a corpse stitcher.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and the man standing on the stairs suddenly grinned with a terrifying smile. There were no teeth and tongue in his open mouth, only a bottomless darkness.
Ning Qiushui was sure that the other party was not a human being.
But he was surprisingly not nervous.
There is even an inexplicable kindness.
Because...he is not human now either.
"They...cut open my skin...gouged out my heart..."
The man standing on the stairs laughed.
"Now……"
"It's my turn..."
PS: There will be another chapter later (before 12 o'clock), claypot guys go to bed first, good night!
