In this world, some people are above and guide the country. Some people are humble and struggle.

The so-called harmony is just a mantra of complimenting each other on the dining table and fooling the masses.

Wucheng, a public security supervision hospital, is magnificent and looks down on all living beings.

There were long queues of people waiting anxiously for registration, heart-wrenching shouts from the emergency room, and the indifferent and ruthless face of the so-called angel in a white coat.

The sun is shining on the outpatient building.

Behind the outpatient building, there is a building that is only five or six floors high, cold and scattered.

This is an isolated building surrounded by the inpatient department and the outpatient department. Here, there is no sunshine or harmony, and only the cold and ice corpse.

In front of the building, there is a row of gloomy small words: Mortuary.

There is a security booth dozens of meters in front of the main entrance of the morgue.

In the security booth, there was a middle-aged man full of fat and holding a cigarette in his mouth, like a watchdog, holding a bone in his mouth.

He leaned against his feet on the table, and smoke rings emerged from his mouth.

He looked comfortable.

Suddenly, he thumped and stood up, and the cigarette butt slid from his hand.

"Damn it, it's daytime, how come it's hell?"

He was surprised and then realized that his forehead was covered with sweat.

He suddenly turned around.

In an instant, his eyes couldn't help but widen and his face turned pale.

He saw a man wrapped in black, wearing a hideous mask, standing behind him like a ghost.

Under the mask is a pair of indifferent and ruthless eyes!

Those eyes, without any emotion, stared at him, as if staring at a dead person.

His hair stood upside down and his body became cold.

"Who are you……"

He was trembling all over, and he wanted to shout!

I saw a flash in front of me. A big hand had already pinched his neck, pressed him with one hand, and directly pressed him on the table.

He was unable to move immediately.

"I'll ask you, you answer, if you answer wrong, I don't mind, there's another body in that building!" The man in black let go.

"So you are not a ghost..."

The security guard let out a long sigh, then saw the extremely cold eyes, and his body tensed up instantly.

He only realized that some people were more terrifying than ghosts.

"Say more nonsense, I will break your neck!" His hand suddenly exerted force.

"Tell me, where are the female corpses found on Wujiang this week?"

"I...I don't know!"

"Um?"

The man in black exerted force again, and the security guard's face suddenly turned red.

"Cough... Cough!" The security guard gasped hard, "I really don't know. I'm just a doorman, receiving and custodial bodies, and having special personnel to take charge!"

"who?"

"Director Zhong, he has the deceased's body cooking sheet and registration card!"

"Where is he?"

"In his duty room, go in from the morgue building, turn left, and the first room is it!"

"I understand..." The man in black let go of his hand, but his eyes kept staring at him.

"Brother, no no no! Hero!" The security guard was extremely frightened, "You...you let me go. I have said everything I know. I have old people above and low..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a severe pain coming from the back of his head, and his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

“It’s so fucking much nonsense!”

Shaking his head slightly, the man in black moved him to the chair, posing in a straight position, and then walked towards the morgue.

He soon appeared downstairs of the morgue like a gust of wind.

The morgue is synonymous with horror and silence. However, his figure did not stop at all, wandering in the garden and walking in.

Turning left, his footsteps stopped at the door of the first room.

"Bang bang bang!"

He knocked on the door.

"Who!"

The door opened, and a middle-aged man in his fifties appeared in front of him.

"Who are you?" He panicked slightly and took a few steps back.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you have to hand over the three female corpses who died on Wujiang, their body cooking sheets and registration cards!"

"You!" The middle-aged man's face changed for a moment, he took a few steps back again, and glanced at the phone.

"You better not move rashly. Your hands are not as fast as my bullets!"

The man in black said indifferently, pointing his muzzle at the middle-aged man between his cuffs.

"Take it over! Director Zhong, after I see it, I will give it back to you immediately, and I won't hurt you!"

"What do you want to know!" The middle-aged man took out a stack of information from the drawer and placed it on the table. "Here, it's just a record of their names, genders, addresses, death time and some family profiles!"

The man in black took a few steps forward, came to the table, flirted with information, looked carefully for a while, and frowned.

"Take me to their morgue, and I'm going to check their bodies myself!"

The middle-aged man shook his head when he heard this.

"Hmm?" The man in black stared at him and pulled the bolt.

"It's useless for you to threaten me! Their bodies are not here. I don't care what you have to do with them or what I want to investigate, but their bodies have been transferred away by people from the forensic department before dawn today!"

"Director Zhong, what else do you know? Can you tell me?" the man in black put away his gun and asked earnestly.

"Hey! I'll tell you how pitiful those girls!" The middle-aged man sighed, "I've seen their bodies, and there are no scars on them. In fact, even if you've seen them, you can't find anything!"

“Is there any more?”

"I heard that they worked at a nightclub together during their lifetime. If you want to find any clues, you might be able to go there to see it! But I heard that, I don't know whether the news is reliable or not!"

"Where?" the man in black asked hurriedly.

"Jindu International!"

"Jindu International?" The man in black pondered for a moment and glanced at the middle-aged man, "Thank you!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Young man!" As soon as he arrived at the door, the middle-aged man shouted.

The man in black stopped.

"You wear a mask. I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know who you are! But I know you are still young! Young man, the road ahead is still long. No matter what you check, don't do stupid things. Think twice before you act! Dead people, I have seen many old men! You must know how to respect life!"

The man in black trembled in his heart when he heard this.

Someone once said this to him, and that man, who killed someone for a woman, is now in prison.

"I get it, thank you!"

After saying that, he didn't stop and walked away.

"Hey! The morgue! I'm guarding the lonely ghost all day long. I finally got a living person. I left without saying a few words! I'm another one!"

The middle-aged man sighed, sat back on the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

...

The Wu River is vast and flows to the distant place where it does not know its future.

This morning, the originally quiet Wujiang River became busy and noisy.

A female corpse was salvaged.

Zhang Yijie rushed to the scene with Xiang Yunfei.

At first glance, he saw a pale face without blood.
Chapter completed!