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Chapter 75 File Five: Decoction (2)
The memory of my childhood came back to my eyes in an instant, and I finally proved that I was right, Biquan Hospital did have an extremely strong sense of death.It didn't disappear, it just lurked underground.

I realized I couldn't go any further, but the girl had already reached a white door with the words "mortuary" written on it.It turned out to be the morgue of the hospital, no wonder all the dead energy gathered here.Such a strong dead air should have been noticed as soon as I entered the stairwell, but the darkness itself covered up the dead air.

The girl unscrewed the door of the morgue with a "click", and a gust of cold air rushed over her face immediately.I shivered, and my mind cleared up.

When a person is sleepwalking, she is under the command of the subconscious mind, that is to say, everything she does has been done or thought about in normal times.But I can't imagine why a young girl would want to come to the morgue?

At this time, I didn't want to leave after I originally wanted to retreat. I faintly felt that this girl might be related to the strange things in the hospital that Mo Ran said.I must follow up and clarify this matter before we talk about it.

The girl must be very familiar with everything in the morgue, and her actions did not stop in the dark.I have to follow her very carefully, because the more I go inside, the more deadly it becomes, and I can hardly see her who is close at hand-everything has pros and cons, although I can see others see her. I can't reach things, but under the interference of dead energy, my normal vision will be affected.

There must be many corpses here, but I can't see anything.Although I am not afraid of death, I definitely don't like it. This feeling is as maddening as walking by a bunch of snakes blindfolded.

[-]. Sleepwalking girl

The girl's footsteps stopped suddenly, and she raised her hands as if she was groping for something.I took a closer look, and it turned out that I had reached the end of the morgue, and in front of her was a white wall.

The girl kept groping, the expression on her face was no longer dull, but indescribable surprise and panic, as if she was looking for something on the wall, but the thing was gone.

The girl's breath became short of breath, she suddenly knocked hard on the wall, even digging with her fingers desperately.

I was taken aback. How could a human flesh and blood dig through the wall? She would hurt herself in doing so.I didn't bother to hide myself anymore, I quickly hugged her tightly from behind to keep her from moving.

The girl struggled violently, and during the entanglement, my face touched hers, and it felt wet, and she was crying!

I knew there was no way not to wake her up, and I was about to call out loudly, but suddenly there was the sound of "squeaky" footsteps outside, and someone shouted, "Who's inside?"

Immediately, it was as if a firecracker had been thrown into my head, my ears were roaring, and my eyes were filled with stars.Now I am in big trouble. If someone sees me sneaking into the morgue and holding a girl by force, I can't explain it clearly even if I have eighteen mouths.

I quickly let go of the girl and looked around nervously, hoping to find a temporary hiding place.With a quick glance, I vaguely saw a mortuary table next to it.Almost without thinking, I tore off the white cloth from the mortuary table and lay down on it.

The white cloth had a strong smell of disinfectant, reminiscent of embalmed corpses.These smells may be left by the previous "user", and the hairs on my body stand on end when I think of this.But in this situation, even if it has been used by "people", I can only bear it.

Almost at the same time I covered myself with a white cloth, the light in the morgue clicked on, and then I heard a middle-aged female voice with indifference and majesty: "What are you doing here?"

"Uh...I...I don't know, where is this?" This was the girl's panicked voice, and she woke up unexpectedly.

"Don't you know it yourself? This is the morgue of the hospital."

"Too... normal... room?"

"That's where the corpses are temporarily parked. What are you doing here?"

"Scared, corpse? I, I don't know, I'm obviously sleeping on the bed, why am I here when I wake up?"

"Oh," the middle-aged woman's tone softened a little, "You must be sleepwalking, did you think of something during the day, or remember something?"

"I, no! Didn't you say that those memories are hallucinations, and tell me not to think about them as much as possible?"

"Forget it, it's not good to stay here. I'll send you back. Remember, your condition is quite special. If you have any thoughts, or if you have any hallucinations, you must tell me."

The footsteps of the two people gradually moved away, and I was relieved. Fortunately, I was not recognized, otherwise I would have to perform "deception" and run away.But before I was happy, the light in the morgue went out with a "click", and then there was the sound of closing the door.

"I have long asked the nurse to lock it every time he comes in, but he refuses to listen. Now that this happens, I will tell him to pack up and go home tomorrow!"

I was startled and jumped up quickly, but it was too late, and there was a "click" sound of the latch locking outside!
I rushed to the door in the dark, but the footsteps outside could no longer be heard. "Hey! I'm still inside!" I banged on the door vigorously, letting them find out that it was better than being trapped in this dark and cold morgue.

But that door is a special insulation door for cold storage. It is at least an inch thick and has an interlayer in the middle. It can't make any sound when knocked on.I knocked so hard that my hands hurt, but there was no response from the outside.

My mood immediately dropped below freezing just like the temperature in the mortuary. It's over now. If that girl doesn't sleepwalk tomorrow night, I'm afraid she won't open the door until the hospital dies again.

Oh shit!I began to curse Mo Yan in my heart, if he hadn't made a phone call out of nowhere, how could I be stuck here.By the way, I can call for help.I quickly took out my phone, but I was even more desperate when I saw it. This is a sealed basement, and there is not even a signal!

Am I going to be trapped here?The curse-like voice of the old woman in the subway reappeared in my mind instantly: "Don't go! Otherwise you will die!"

Could this be a trap deliberately arranged by Mo Ran?But the sleepwalking girl and the stern doctor didn't seem to be pretending. These fateful coincidences couldn't have been artificially created, could they?
The cold wind in the mortuary came in gusts, and soon my body temperature dropped to an unbearable level.If this continues, I'm afraid I'll freeze before dawn.

No, I will not die here!I immediately interrupted my negative thoughts. I know that what people fear most is not predicament, but despair.

If I die here, the newspapers will definitely report "Professional Mystery Searcher Bizarrely Freezes to Death in Hospital Morgue".There is nothing funnier than a person who investigates a paranormal event becoming a paranormal event himself.

Even if I die, it shouldn't be so ridiculous, right?But if I want to survive, I must first solve the problem of cold—I remembered the corpse cloth just now, only it can give me a little warmth here.Moreover, it is impossible for such a large mortuary to have only one mortuary table. As long as there are no "people" on the table, I can "borrow" those white cloths to keep out the cold.

I bite the bullet, relying on the dim light of my mobile phone to find it slowly, and I am ready to meet other "good brothers" in my heart.But at this moment, there was a sound that sounded like crying or moaning in pain suddenly in the darkness.

The voice sounded as if it came from a very distant place, and it went around countless times in the middle, becoming vague and indistinct.These sounds are scary enough to hear even in the daytime, but in this pitch-black environment, the shock they give people simply exceeds the explosion shock wave of an atomic bomb.

Who is speaking?This is a special place to park corpses, who else can make a sound?I forgot about the cold in an instant, and even started sweating on my forehead.

I held up my phone to see clearly ahead, but the dim light couldn't pierce the thick darkness in front of me at all.

"Who are you? Ah... no, I won't go, don't catch me!" The voice suddenly became more shrill, like howling from hell.Then there was a woman's "ahh" scream, and the "jingling" sound of some metal objects falling to the ground.

"Who is it?" I couldn't help but yelled, "Get out! The young master's guts are iron-clad, don't play tricks on me!"

My words are like a stone breaking through the water, and all those voices disappear as soon as I roar.I stood there in the dark for a long time, my ears were focused enough to hear my own heartbeat, but I couldn't even hear the slightest sound.

This silence is even scarier than hearing the sound just now, because you don't know what "they" are doing, maybe they are watching you silently in the dark, and they may even have quietly come behind you...

No, I have to find out where the speaker is.I suddenly remembered that the doctor had turned on the light when he entered the morgue. There must be a light switch here. I groped around the door and found the light switch.

With a sound of "click", the morgue was immediately brightly lit.With the lights on, the dead air seemed to disappear immediately, and I finally saw the whole picture clearly—there were more than a dozen tables in the morgue, but all, all, were, empty!

I would rather have a few corpses in front of my eyes, because I know that through special control means, it is possible to make the dead make a sound, even I have the ability to do this myself.

But there is not even a dead person here. Where did that sound come from?

I don't know, I only know that either I have hallucinations, or... I shivered suddenly, no, I don't want to stay here for a second.

While there is still light, I must open the door and escape! (I'm already mentally prepared to turn off the lights at any time. Since there can be inexplicable sounds here, who can guarantee that the lights will not go out inexplicably?)
But when I carefully inspected the gate and the surrounding walls, I really felt hopeless.There is nothing special about this door, except that it is thick. Even if you give me a big hammer, it may not be able to open it.And it doesn't use any mechanical or electronic locks, it's just inserted with an iron bolt outside.But it is such the most primitive iron bolt, even if you are a thief locksmith, there is no way to break it.

At this moment, there was another "woo" sound from behind.here we go again!In an instant, the nerves in my whole body tensed up, and I turned around almost at a lightning speed.This time, I must see clearly what is making the sound!
"Woo—" I only heard a hollow sound of wind in my ears, but there was still nothing in front of my eyes!

The wind is coming from here!With the help of the light, I figured out this time that the sound was coming from a vent the size of a soup bowl in the ceiling.

Did the sound just now come from this vent?Those strange noises must have been the groans of some patient, and those screaming female voices were nurses.There must have been some abnormal situation above, so they overturned some medical equipment in their haste.Once I figured this out, I felt as if I had unloaded a heavy burden, and my whole body was so weak that I was about to collapse.

Now I finally understand the Ye Gong in Ye Gonghaolong, the gap between ideal and reality is sometimes unexpected.In the past, I also fantasized many times that after I really encountered a ghost, I would definitely cherish the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and ask it many questions that I had doubted for a long time.

But now I think, one scare is enough, I don't want to see ghosts again!

But although the threat of "strange sound" has passed, I found that the second threat is coming - why I feel so cold is because it is continuously sending cold air into the mortuary.

The mortuary needs to keep low temperature for a long time, which is "good" for the corpses parked in it, but it is a big problem for me.I gathered all the white cloths from the tables and wrapped them around my body, but I still couldn't resist the bone-chilling chill of about ten degrees below zero.

I looked up at this deadly vent, and my eyes seemed to have seen the outside world along the tortuous ventilation duct.This ventilation pipe must lead to the outside, but unless I can transform into a mouse, I don't expect to be able to climb out through this narrow pipe.

I have been in a desperate situation more than once, but my persistence has allowed me to escape from death again and again.These experiences let me understand that there is no unparalleled road, even the most perfect dilemma, as long as you don't give up, you can still find life.

But this time, I really have no choice.It seems that God has left me with two things that can be used in the desperate situation-the air vent and the mobile phone, but what is the use of the air vent that cannot climb out, and the mobile phone that cannot make calls?I feel that these two things are more like God's teasing me!

No, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, mobile phones are not the only way to communicate.Some time ago, a game called "Bluetooth Speed ​​Dating" was popular in the city, which is to use the Bluetooth function of the mobile phone to find another person who also has the Bluetooth function turned on in public places such as subways and shopping malls.If you find it, it means that the two are destined.

Now I don't want to "speed date", but I want to find another person who has Bluetooth on their phone.This air duct is metal and could theoretically transmit my Bluetooth signal.

I immediately wrote a text message: "I'm in the morgue, help!" Then I turned on my phone's Bluetooth search function and waited for another Bluetooth signal to appear.

Although the hospital is very large, many people must have mobile phones, but who would be so boring to turn on the Bluetooth and wait for others to send him a message?I know that this probability is only a little bit more than zero, this little bit is a miracle, and what I am waiting for is a miracle.

Hour after hour passed, my body began to feel less cold, and the battery display on the phone was only a little bit red.

I finally realized that I couldn't hold on, and if I continued to stay in this vent, I might freeze to death soon.But if I leave the only place where I can receive the Bluetooth signal, I will lose hope of being rescued.

How to do?
I have faced enemies of unimaginable strength, and found a way to survive the near-impossibility of winning.But now, I really have no choice.This is the only way out, I have persisted until now, but finally found that this way is impossible!

Soon I will be trapped and die in this morgue. Although I can't believe it and can't accept it, it's an ironclad fact!

At this last moment, I couldn't help but think of Xue Rou.

I really regret that the key didn't answer Mo Ran's call when I was at the subway station just now, and if I didn't come here out of curiosity, my fate would be completely different.

Or if I give up my ideals and be willing to be her "man behind a successful woman", I will never encounter such danger.

But there is no if, because I am Jane Zhen, this is the path I am destined to take!
"I'm sorry, Xue Rou! I can't wait for you anymore!"

After saying this sentence, my will has been completely relaxed, allowing the cold to erode my body and numb my nerves.

But at this moment, the phone suddenly lit up, and it found another Bluetooth signal!
I thought it was my hallucination again, wiped my eyes and looked again, really, really there was a bluetooth signal!
If I had the strength, I'd be jumping for joy and doing three somersaults, but right now I'm only able to send the distress message with what little energy I have left.

My hands have been numb from the cold for too long, and my fingers trembled badly. I pressed a few times, and finally let my fingers accurately press the send button.

(End of this chapter)