After the female policeman named Ai Guo introduced herself, she began to talk about the deceased who had been deceased last night. While speaking, she took them to the deceased's home to check at the request of Fatty Sun.

The morgue administrator who died last night was named Li Qiang. He is 51 years old and unmarried single. His parents have passed away and now he lives in an old house behind the hospital. The house is an early state-owned enterprise welfare house left by his parents for Li Qiang. Li Qiang is his only son and has never heard of any good friends. However, he himself has nothing wrong with his introverted personality.

When Li Qiang was young, he worked in the Lao Xuanhu People's Hospital, which had not been renovated. He used to be a boiler worker in the hospital. Later, after the hospital was renovated, he installed the central air conditioner, and Liu Buzhen had no reason. After working for a few days, he happened to see the old man in the morgue die of illness. The hospital leader asked Li Qiang to be the administrator of the morgue, but at first Li Qiang was still 120 unwilling to do it. However, the hospital leader promised to raise his salary, and it also stated that he only needed to open the door of the morgue during the day and lock the door after get off work at night, and he did not need to do the evening shift. Li Qiang reluctantly agreed. He had been doing this for seven or eight years and knew that he had died in the hospital last night.

Last night, when a patient's family came out to smoke, he saw a person lying on the ground. At first, he thought that some drunkard had drunk too much, and was afraid that he would get cold. He came over to help him, and then he saw that the person was dead. At that time, the patient's family was shocked. Just as he was about to run back, he saw that the basement door was open, and two people came out from inside, one after another.

The patient's family was a son-in-law from another place. He didn't know that there was a morgue in the basement. When he saw someone coming out, he breathed a sigh of relief and told the two people with gestures that the people on the ground were dead and asked them to call the police. However, after he saw the appearance of the two, he was scared to faint on the spot. If he hadn't returned for a long time, his family would have been frozen to death.

After he woke up, he started talking nonsense. He said that two dead ghosts had walked out of the basement. One of them was covered in black and had a black hat covering his face, and there was no appearance. The other one was wearing a dead shroud, with a pale complexion and ice slapped on his hair. Although this man had his eyes open, his eyes were straight and he knew that he was not a living person at first glance.

Others said that he suddenly saw the dead and was frightened, but someone died, so he reported the case. Because the gate of the morgue was open, a doctor who did not believe in ghosts and gods entered the morgue to check. When he opened the first morgue, he found that the corpse he personally sent in the afternoon disappeared. Because he was worried that it would destroy the on-site image to investigate the case, the morgue behind did not open the morgue for inspection. If this bold doctor found that a corpse was lost in the morgue but eight more living people appeared, I wonder if it would be scared.

When Ai Guo finished speaking, she had already taken Fatty Sun and others to several old buildings behind the hospital. Perhaps these buildings were about to be relocated recently, and the residents inside had almost moved. Ai Guo pointed to a family with curtains hanging on the balcony of the third floor of an old building in front and said, "The third floor is Li Qiang's home. Juli has issued a notice and someone will come to check Li Qiang's residence later. How many leaders, why don't we go up together after they arrive?"

"When the people in your sentence arrive, you won't find anything interesting." Fatty Sun smiled, looked at Ai Guo in police uniform, and continued, "Let's take a look first, and you won't destroy the scene for you."

Although the leaders in the department said this, Ai Guo's face still had a somewhat awkward expression. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Sun Juchang, I'm not stopping you, but the door at Li Qiang's house is locked. We don't have the tools to unlock the lock. In order to keep the scene, we can't force it to pry..."

Fatty Sun looked at Ai Guo with a smile and said, "You don't have to worry about this anymore. It's not me, let me tell you the truth. I haven't used the keys when I open the door for so many years."

Ai Guo was not good at offending the leaders from the department too much, so she had to bite the bullet and take Fatty Sun and a few others to the third floor, pointing to the big iron gate of a family in the middle and said, "It's here, but for a few leaders, this door is an anti-theft lock. Should I wait for the people in our sentence, they use professional tools..."

Just as Ai Guo was talking, Fatty Sun had already squatted in front of the door, looking at the keyhole, while looking at the keyhole, two specially processed steel wires had already appeared in his hand. Fatty Sun poked the two steel wires into the keyhole and twisted it inside. Before Ai Guo finished speaking, he heard a "gaba" sound inside the door lock, and Fatty Sun had already stood up and pushed open the door.

Before I finished speaking, the leaders in the department had already opened the door. Even if they were looking for professional lock-openers, they would not be able to do this. Ai Guo was shocked by Fatty Sun's craftsmanship and said it without passing through his brain: "Sun Juchang, you are really skillful in unlocking your lock-opening skills."

After saying this, Ai Guo also regretted it. Unexpectedly, Fatty Sun also said: "Practice makes perfect, it's not me that I used to make a living." This sentence made Ai Guo just wonder, by prying the locks - which department are you in the leader?

After being polite, Fat Sun opened the door but did not go in. He looked back at Yang Xiao, retreated back, and gave out the position at the door. Almost as Fat Sun retreated, Yang Xiao stood up and walked into the door. The cooperation between the two was exactly the same time. I don’t know how long it took to rehearse.

A moment after Yang Xiao entered the door, he suddenly heard a strange sound inside, like squeezing a deflated ball, making the air leaking sound.

With this strange sound, Yang Xiao's muffled groan, and then he shouted: "Don't come in! Close the door!" Then another loud noise came from inside, and this time it sounded like something flammable exploded.

Fatty Sun did not listen to Yang Xiao. He and Lao Mo took out their pistols at the door at almost the same time. After hesitating for a while, Fatty Sun pulled out the short sword from his back, and raised the gun and sword toward the door.

Fortunately, in a flash, Yang Xiao solved the problem in the room. With another explosion sounding, the sound of a ball just now completely disappeared. The room returned to quiet. In other words, the residents in this building have almost moved, otherwise the door would be crowded with people watching the fun.

Fatty Sun and Lao Mo waited for a while, but no more movement inside. At this time, a smell of sulfur came from the room. Fatty Sun didn't know what happened, so he could only shout inside: "Old Yang, Yang Xiao, how are you doing? Are you okay? Are you injured? Is the injury serious? Are you still alive?"

Yang Xiao's helpless voice came from the room: "You say from behind, I can still accept it... It's okay inside, come in. But be mentally prepared, the things inside may be a bit disgusting."

"I don't believe it anymore. Can you still compare with Lao Mo? What kind of thing can make me feel disgusted with Lao Mo's skills?" Fatty Sun looked at Lao Mo and continued, "Don't you want to go in and take a look?"

Lao Mo put away his pistol, looked at Fatty Sun, walked into the door, and muttered, "You can just let me in next time, not to mention so many messy things."

After watching Lao Mo walk into the door, Fatty Sun followed him and entered the house. Before entering, he said to Ai Guo outside the door: "Look at the door, don't let irrelevant people come in, and answer the people in your sentences." Ai Guo was eager to try to go in and see what was going on inside. But after hearing Fatty Sun's words, he could only stay at the door.

Inside the door is an old-fashioned Chinese room with one bedroom and one living room layout. When the entrance is the hall, Yang Xiao is in the bedroom next to him. After Fatty Sun followed Lao Mo in, he saw some blood-filled pieces of flesh and internal organs stuck to the entire bedroom, whether it is the floor or the wall, even the ceiling. On the floor are several larger pieces of corpse. A man's head fell on the bed, his eyes were open, and he looked like he was dying with his eyes open.

The blood-red corpse fragments and blue-white bones made people feel creepy just after a glance. Fatty Sun has seen a little bit of the world. He took the initiative to stagger the corpse fragments everywhere and said to Yang Xiao: "Who has offended you? Didn't I say, can't you start to be gentler, you must be broken into pieces?"

At this time, Yang Xiao was standing by the windowsill. He ignored Fatty Sun and was lifting the curtains and looking out. After Lao Mo came in, he immediately became interested in the corpses on the floor. After squatting on the ground and looking at them for a few glances, he immediately said to Fatty Sun: "It's a dead person, at least for more than 24 hours. Because the body was refrigerated, the specific time of death will only be known after the autopsy."

"Dead..." Fatty Sun looked at the corpse fragments on the ground, paused for a moment, and continued, "How dare you do anything in broad daylight?"

At this time, Yang Xiao pulled the curtains back, turned around and looked at Fatty Sun and said, "There were hands and feet in the room, and the zombies could not tell whether it was day or night." Speaking of this, he looked at the head on the bed, smiled with a little self-deprecatingly, and said, "I didn't expect that I would have thought of him as well..."

After hearing Yang Xiao's words, Fatty Sun was shocked and pointed at him now. Once Yang Xiao had any mistakes, then he and Lao Mo would be the role of cannon fodder. Fatty Sun looked at Yang Xiao all over and said, "Old Yang, are you okay? Didn't I say that when you said you were twelve years old last night, I knew something was going to happen. What should I do now? I called Yang Jun over - no, he was not as good as you in playing the trick of being a god or a ghost. If you were caught, he would give it even more free. Forget it, just look for your Director Wu...."

When Fatty Sun spoke, Yang Xiao looked at him helplessly, and finally couldn't help but interrupt and said, "The meaning of "The zombie is that I didn't expect this zombie to explode. My clothes are completely destroyed, and now the smell of corpse can be smelled a few miles away." After Yang Xiao said this, Fatty Sun noticed that a few drops of sticky translucent liquid were splashed on his gray clothes.

Just now, after Yang Xiao entered the door, he found that he was passive. However, he had not taken this temporarily inverted Yin and Yang formation seriously. There was a person lying on the bed in the bedroom. Yang Xiao knew that the zombie was lying on the bed. He thought that the zombie would get up to attack him when he was in a cold manner, but unexpectedly, just when Yang Xiao was about to start, the zombie on the bed actually exploded. Even though he dodged in time, the mucus of the zombie was also stained with the corpse on his clothes.
Chapter completed!