I collect cultural relics in the human world

Chapter 48 Weird Incident Medical Bureau ([-])

In the room filled with the smell of disinfectant, Fan Yu looked unkind and anxious as he walked quickly towards a woman in a white coat.

He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, walking with a breeze, and his whole body exuded the aura of keeping strangers away from him because of his irritability. He didn't look as approachable as before, and he felt very oppressive.But the woman didn't avoid him, she put her hands around her chest, raised her head and looked directly at him, her eyes were cold and she didn't lose the slightest bit.

"how is he?"

"fine."

"Is it okay if he's like that?"

"Slightly frightened."

"What about the injury on his back?"

"Scratches."

"Was it scratched by something?"

The woman glanced sideways at Fan Yu, seeming to be even more impatient than him: "I don't know."

"Can't you tell?"

"You were sitting next to him and didn't see anything?" the woman asked without answering.

Fan Yu felt unhappy, not because he was offended, but because the woman in front of him was indeed right.He was sitting next to Jiang Huai at the time, but he could do nothing. He could only watch the scar appear from the back of his neck, crawling slowly, and blood beads oozing out from the thin and deep wound.

He still remembered that he rushed over and pulled Jiang Huai's collar open, trying to find the culprit, but there was nothing in the clothes, only transparent air traveling silently between the cloth and his skin.

And that scar was in this seemingly absolutely safe area, in front of him, crawling on Jiang Huai's body without any scruples, twisting and turning, and drilling deeper.

Even though Fan Yu had seen strong winds and waves, this desperate situation of having no opponent and being unable to resist was still fresh in his memory.

"Don't you feel it?"

"I...did you hear the woman's singing?"

Jiang Huai seemed to feel no pain. The scars had already stopped on his lean waist, but he was unaware of it.His fear at the moment all came from his hearing. A woman's song was ethereal and void, and was about to break at any moment, which made his hair stand on end.

Fan Yu couldn't hear the singing, so he judged that he was safe for the time being. He only stretched his blood-stained fingers in front of Jiang Huai's eyes.

The fear on Jiang Huai's face became deeper and deeper, gradually turning into a darkness that was so thick that it could not be broken away.

For a long time, Fan Yu almost thought that Jiang Huai had become one with the darkness, and then he saw his white lips opening and closing, and asked in an almost inaudible voice: "Did the wound appear again?"

Memories come to an abrupt end.

Fan Yu had no other choice. He could only give up on Lu Zhongming and knocked Jiang Huai unconscious with a knife. He immediately opened the mirror gallery left to him by Lao Chaofeng and came to this strange incident medical bureau. At the same time, he was looking forward to the meeting in front of him. A very difficult woman to get along with can give her the answer.

What's more, the moment the new wound appeared, the prop master who lost contact was already a dead person in Fan Yu's heart.

He had a vague hunch that the scars on Jiang Huai's body were related to the lives taken away at this moment.In other words, Jiang Huai is related to this series of events.

But what kind of relationship is it?

He was obviously not a simple victim, otherwise he would have died a long time ago. Could these scars be a trick?But instead of being able to eliminate his suspicion, this 300 taels of silver trick will push him to the forefront. So what is all this for?

He thought again of the two women he investigated in the afternoon. One looked innocent and childish, but in fact she was heartless; the other said she didn't care, with prayer beads hanging on her hands and a smile on her face, but There is a rotten peach blossom array at home.Are these two people completely unrelated to this series of events?Does Jiang Huai have a relationship with these two people that they have not discovered yet?

Fan Yu's heart was in a mess.

"What came to mind?"

A cold female voice came, and Fan Yu smelled the same disinfectant smell in the hospital. His thoughts were cleared, and his turbulent heart gradually calmed down.

"I came here because I couldn't think of anything, otherwise who would dare to disturb Doctor Guan in the middle of the night." Fan Yu returned to his usual glib tone. "Where's Teacher Qin?" Guan Zihe got to the point.

Fan Yu lowered his head and fiddled with his phone for a while, then shook his head: "Still can't get through, can't be contacted."

"There is no signal in the Hall of Mirrors."

"I know, Uncle Qin is still in the Mirror Gallery, but it's been a little longer this time." Fan Yu thought of Qin Jian's injuries and couldn't help but frowned, "I wonder if something happened."

"Instead of worrying about that person, it's better to worry about Teacher Qin," the cold female voice finally brought out a hint of fluctuation, "He just bled a little and won't die for the time being."

"Uncle Qin was with that girl, He Si," Fan Yu explained, "maybe it delayed a bit."

"I know, that's why I have to worry. The best hunters often appear as prey." The woman was expressionless and answered all questions. Her words were concise, but every sentence hit the point.

"Do you think so?" Fan Yu stopped talking, and the woman called Doctor Guan didn't say much. It seemed that the two of them had successfully reached an agreement on the issue of He Si's safety.

During the silence, Fan Yu's cell phone finally started to buzz. He looked down and saw Xiao Lin's name flashing on his face. Before he answered the call, a numb expression appeared on his face.

He pressed the call button and pursed his lips, his expression hovering between absolute disappointment and an occasional hint of expectation.

"Xiao Lin, how are you?"

"Fan Chu, I'm sorry, the person was already dead when we arrived."

"Hey," Fan Yu nodded, as expected, and then shook his head, "Where is the death state?"

"Exactly the same as Huang Haiping, with bleeding eyes and scratches on his back."

"I'm here with Doctor Guan. I'll leave the scene to others to handle. You can just bring the body over."

"understood."

Just when the phone was hung up, Guan Zihe glanced over with murderous eyes: "I didn't agree."

"I got it. I'll tell Director Deng later to accept it first and then go through the process when I get to work..."

Before Fan Yu finished speaking, the phone rang again.This time Fan Yu finally had a hint of joy on his face after reading the number, and Guan Zihe's expression also softened.

"Uncle Qin, come out."

"Um, where are you?"

"Doctor Guan, this is it."

"Something happened to Jiang Huai?" Qin Jian was obviously very familiar with this place, and he knew something had happened as soon as he heard the name.

"No, it's Lu Mingzhong, the prop master."

"Are you dead again?"

This time, the voice did not come from the phone, but appeared behind Fan Yu.He turned around and saw Lao Chaofeng walking out of the coat mirror with a look of no desire and no waves, followed by He Si, whose identity as hunter or prey was unknown.

He seems very confused.

She had clearly just returned to the secret room with the deep well from the dangerous but breathtaking Mirror Realm. She had not yet recovered from her psychological identity as a newlywed bride. Her cheeks were flushed, her bowels were spinning, and she was even a little dizzy.Her eyes couldn't help but avoid the man who uncovered her head, but she was thinking about how to show off with him - who are you?

But before she could think of words, the man suddenly made a phone call, and then he took her hand and stepped into the well water again without any explanation. When she escaped from the suffocating feeling with moisture, she found that she had been disinfected. Surrounded by the smell of water.

And the young man who had been holding her hand was replaced by a skinny old man in a navy blue robe in front of her.

(End of this chapter)