wait for hell

Chapter 6 Morgue No. 072
Ding……

The medical elevator on the sixth floor opens.

Du Yuan pushed a corpse and walked in.

Press the -3 layer button.

Du Yuan slowly waited for the elevator to go down to the morgue.

The inner wall of the elevator is stainless steel.

Smooth and translucent.

It's like a mirror, reflecting every detail of the scene in the elevator.

Du Yuan glanced at himself in the mirror.

White coat, wearing a mask, only showing a pair of cold eyes.

And in those eyes, the left eye was bloodshot, while the right eye was clear and bright.

In front of him was a cart, covered with a white cloth, and under the white cloth was a corpse.

In a trance.

An idea couldn't help but pop up in Du Yuan's mind.

"If I'm trapped in the elevator now, will I be like that person, who was found the next day and died in the morgue within a few days?"

"Logically speaking, it seems that the probability is very high."

Du Yuan was a little curious.

However, he glanced around with his left eye, but he didn't find anything unusual in the elevator, so he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

To step on the spot during the day is to better face the unknown at night.

The requirements of this task are simpler.

On the contrary, it made Du Yuan feel more and more difficult.

Because he knows nothing, and he really encountered a ghost, he actually has no way to fight back, only a life-saving method that is not sure if it will work.

So there is another reason why he wants to step on the spot, which is the sentence that the paper figurine sent him.

"In the tasks you complete, you will not only encounter ghosts, but also other things."

Du Yuan was very interested in this other thing.

After all, it is something scarier than ghosts.

Or, something like clean water?

"It's a pity that I only found some scraps."

Du Yuan shook his head, and with a flick of his right hand, a sharp knife popped out. He held it tightly, then retracted it, and flicked it again, and two surgical scalpels came out.

If this scene is seen by the medical staff in the hospital, I'm afraid they will be dumbfounded. After all, no normal person would hide such a dangerous thing in their sleeves.

And there are several knives in one possession.

At this time, there was a ding sound.

The elevator jolted.

Du Yuan withdrew the scalpel, held the handle of the cart with both hands, and looked forward calmly.

With the elevator door slowly opening.

A dazzling white light shone in, accompanied by a chill so cold that it gave people goosebumps.

Gollum...

Du Yuan pushed the cart alone and transported the corpse to the morgue.

Through the corridor, you came to the door of the mortuary.

The huge fluorescent card exudes a faint light, and it looks indescribably weird in this corridor.

The morgue door opens automatically.

Since the last time someone died here, the mortuary has been replaced with electric doors, just to prevent people from being trapped inside.

Looking around, there are many carts on display in the mortuary.

Some carts were empty, while others were covered with white cloths, but the corpses that were originally contained were not inside.

Du Yuan remained silent.

He pushed the corpse and continued to walk in, and soon came to a row of morgues.

"number 071……"

Du Yuan raised his head and looked at the door of the mortuary cabinet on the top floor. There was a key in the lockhole above, and a key plate was hung on the key.

That is, the first cabinet in the seventh row from bottom to top.

To be honest, a little high.

It is difficult for one person to fit the body in.

Du Yuan looked at the other mortuaries again, but couldn't find any vacant ones.

After hesitating for a moment, he had no choice but to open the cabinet door of No. 071, put away the key tag, and then lifted the white cloth on the cart, revealing the lying corpse.

The corpse was an old man, with a very special waxy yellow skin, a bulging abdomen, and a catheter drainage wound, which looked like liver ascites.

On the wrist of the corpse, a red rope was tied.

Du Yuan took a deep breath, moved the cart to the No. 071 morgue, fixed the wheels, squatted on the cart, and picked up the corpse.

such a close distance.

Du Yuan could even smell the special smell from the corpse.

He pushed the body into the morgue with difficulty.

The whole person is tired enough.

In fact, the body was not heavy.

It's just that he was half squatting on the stroller, and it was difficult for him to exert strength.

"time to go."

Du Yuan reminded himself in his heart that he was about to lock the door of the morgue, but suddenly, his cell phone vibrated like crazy.

In this quiet morgue.

The sound seemed extremely harsh.

Du Yuan's face was stiff.

He took out his mobile phone and hurriedly turned off the alarm clock vibration of the mobile phone.

"Time is up."

Du Yuan was not frightened, because the alarm clock was set by himself in advance, and it would ring every three hours.

Three hours is exactly the duration of the effect of water purification.

After three hours, Du Yuan's left eye will lose the ability to see ghosts and ignore illusions.

But he needs that kind of ability, otherwise, he won't know when he is deluded by ghosts, so he can only remind himself every three hours.

Take out clean water.

Du Yuan carefully dripped it into his left eye.

This is not the first time he has dripped clean water. His left eye has completely adapted to the pain. Except for a little more bloodshot eyes, he has not felt any other effects for the time being.

blinked.

Du Yuan's left eye regained that ability again.

He habitually glanced around the morgue, and the sights he saw with both eyes were exactly the same, which meant that there were no ghosts in the morgue.

Just a little bit scary.

Since there were no ghosts, Du Yuan had no intention of staying. He took out the key and locked the No. 071 morgue.

but……

Just as he was about to pull out the key, he turned and left.

suddenly……

babble.

The door of morgue 072 opens.

A dry hand with only a layer of skin attached to the bone stretched out from inside and grabbed Du Yuan's wrist tightly.

That creepy touch.

It made Du Yuan's hair stand on end.

next second.

Du Yuan's instinct was violent, a scalpel slipped out of the sleeve of his left hand, and he slashed at that hand.

A click.

The hand broke on the spot.

Du Yuan stepped back frantically, staring at the No. 072 morgue.

The weird thing is.

His left eye, which was dripped with clean water, saw exactly the same scene as his normal right eye.

In other words.

This thing is not an illusion.

But it's not a ghost...

"What is this?"

"Zombie?"

Du Yuan's tone was very cold, he glanced at his right hand out of the corner of his eye, the withered hand was holding his wrist tightly, not moving.

It's as if he shoved a scalpel from the operating room and cut this thing to the end?
But how is this possible.

Du Yuan was full of doubts.

He looked at the mortuary cabinet No. 072, the cabinet was pitch black, and the owner of the withered hands could not be seen.

Moreover, apart from scaring him, nothing happened.

Du Yuan gritted his teeth.

He withdrew the scalpel, and directly pulled off the withered hand that was tightly holding onto his wrist.

The withered hands are very slender.

It looks a bit like a woman's arm, with a red rope tied on it, but it seems to be too old and has been contaminated with dust.

Du Yuan grabbed the withered hand, hesitated for a while, and threw it into the No. 072 morgue.

Then, he quickly left the morgue without looking back.

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