It seems that Wang Yongshun's previous administrator worked with him for five days. Moreover, judging from the handwriting, it should be a woman.
I flipped through page after page and found that sometimes the handwriting was written with blue ink pen, and sometimes it was written with black ink pen. Moreover, based on the calculation before today is Monday, May 28, if the corpse was put into the warehouse on
The handwriting on Saturday night and all day Sunday is the same as the handwriting on Monday morning when the storage time is on. Most of the handwriting is unsightly. The handwriting on the storage time is from Tuesday morning to Saturday morning is also a little more scrawled, but it is still acceptable.
;The storage time from Monday afternoon to Saturday afternoon is relatively clear.
This pattern is easy to explain:
Wang Yongshun also has to get off work and rest. And while he is resting, patients in the hospital will also die. This is nonsense. However, as soon as the patient dies, the body will be put into storage immediately, and this storage time must be recorded truthfully. No
Maybe after Wang Yongshun goes to work, it can be written down as his working hours. Is this idea correct?
Therefore, after Wang Yongshun gets off work from Monday to Saturday night, and when he is resting on Sunday, if someone dies in the hospital, the relevant personnel will transport the body to the morgue, put it in the cadaver cabinet, and then put a "storage" sign on the door of the cabinet.
Time. When he goes to work the next day, Wang Yongshun will check the storage time of the new corpse and copy it in this form. Because there are many people, he will be anxious when copying, and the handwriting will be more sloppy; especially on Saturday nights.
Throughout the day last Sunday, in such a long period of time, more people must have died. So when transcribing on Monday morning, the impatient Wang Yongshun would write extremely sloppily. And if someone died during working hours from Monday to Saturday,
Wang Yongshun also happened to be at work, so he would write more neatly when he had more free time.
After this analysis, two facts become clear: first, there is only one administrator in this morgue, Wang Yongshun, and no one will replace him (the hospital will certainly not pay an extra salary for this simple job); second,
This also exposed Wang Yongshun's working hours: Monday to Saturday, 9 a.m. to 7 p.m. It is not difficult to judge by looking at a few more pages and analyzing the handwriting according to the degree of scrawl and the corresponding storage time.
But...suddenly, I felt something was wrong.
I quickly turned to the latest page and looked at the handwriting on May 25th and May 26th——
From after 7 pm on May 25 to before 9 am on May 26, there were a total of 5 corpses put into the warehouse during this period, and Xiao Luqi was one of them. The handwriting written during this period should have been dated May 26 by Wang Yongshun
When copying after work, the handwriting should be more sloppy. However, the handwriting here is as neat as the handwriting Wang Yongshun writes during working hours!
I was shocked: Could it be that Wang Yongshun never returned home? Judging from past records, this guy couldn't wait to leave as soon as it was time to get off work!
What... is he waiting for? Could it be that... he is waiting for Xiao Luqi's death?
How does he know when Xiao Luqi will die?
He must have killed Xiao Luqi! When I saw the white peach-stone-like thing in the freezer before, I had already speculated on the possibility that Wang Yongshun killed Xiao Luqi. Now it seems that more and more evidence proves my case.
The guess is not wrong!
I was so angry that I almost smashed the paper in my hands.
Wang Yongshun, you harmed my woman and fucked you, just wait for me!
When I tried to control my emotions and woke up from the extreme anger, I found that the paper had been wrinkled in my hands.
When Wang Yongshun comes to work tomorrow morning, he will definitely find someone peeking at these documents.
At this time, there was suddenly a faint sound of crying.
md, how can there be crying in this morgue that is the same as the underworld? What kind of commotion are these faint and resentful cries? Are you thinking that I am not courageous enough, so you want to practice courage for me?
I lay on the door and listened carefully. The crying sound was intermittent just now, but now it gradually became clearer!
What is on the other side of the door? I don’t know. It is this unknown that makes me feel like there is a long-haired female ghost in white who looks like Sadako standing on the other side of the door at the moment, or a face that looks like a curse.
He is blue-white in color and looks like a ghost child with black eyes and a numb expression. He is standing outside the door and may push the door in at any time.
There was a slight push and the door really moved!
I almost screamed out of fright, and cold sweat broke out on my back like soybeans.
calm!
Be sure to calm down!
As long as you don't panic, you will definitely be able to find a way to deal with the situation.
I suddenly woke up.
This isn't a ghost at all. It's -
That cry was definitely not the cry of a ghost.
Someone must have died again. These were the cries of the family members of the deceased.
The staff took the body to the morgue, and the reluctant family members followed.
This morgue is located underground and is a relatively closed space. When these people open the door at the other end, the change in air pressure will cause the door to shake slightly. This is something everyone knows, but in this specific case
Only under such circumstances can it cause particularly terrifying associations.
I quickly turned off the light and quickly recalled: after I entered the iron door, I did close the iron door, and the iron door was relatively heavy and would not open by itself due to the change in air pressure; after I entered this room, I entered the room before.
The lights and doors of the organ storage room that I passed have also been closed. Therefore, even if the staff turns on the lights in the corridor, they will not notice anything strange.
Holding your breath and concentrating, you continued to lean on the door and listen.
Sure enough, the voices of family members calling the deceased's name, mixed with cries, the squeaking of the wheels of the stretcher, and the consoling sounds of the staff came together. Then one person said: "Fuck, how can this smell still exist?"
It’s not gone, it smells so bad!” The grieving family members obviously couldn’t stand the strong smell of corpses, and their cries became quieter. Then there was the sound of opening and closing the door, which seemed to be far away from me, in the corridor.
One head.
After working for a while, the staff took the family members to leave. With the last sound of the door, the entire morgue fell silent again.
At this time, I already roughly know the overall structure of this morgue: there is a door at the end of the corridor, and there is a corridor outside the door, and the elevator that goes directly to here is also there.
The faint crying at the beginning came from through the door when they entered the corridor outside.
I escaped, returned to the organ storage room, took some water from the faucet and sprinkled it on the back of the crumpled storage list. Then I found a magazine and flattened it. With a little light
, came to the room where the corpse was stored, turned on the light, spotted a running freezer, and pulled it open.
A pair of bluish-black female feet were exposed. I flattened the piece of paper, placed it beside her feet, closed the cabinet door. Then I opened a certain drawer and looked around, but it was empty.
This drawer once contained a black cat. It should be Mo Mo's mother. I have always felt strange about the black cat whose two green eyes were still open after it died. Did it starve to death? Or
Frozen to death? Or killed?
I couldn't help but think of the situation that day, and immediately ruled out the first two possibilities. If he died of starvation, he would have desperately wanted to get out before he died, and would not have maintained such a quiet posture. He would have frozen to death... This is a room temperature corpse storage cabinet.
ah.
If it froze to death and starved to death, it might have been the result of it jumping into the cadaver itself and being locked in there. If it was killed, it must have been put in after death. Who did it?
?The biggest suspect is of course Wang Yongshun.
Why does Wang Yongshun have trouble with this black cat?
It’s so fucking heartbreaking! In addition to avenging Xiao Luqi, I also want to seek justice for Mo Mo’s mother.
In my heart, a red cross has been drawn on Wang Yongshun's profile picture.
But now is not the time to gnash your teeth and say harsh words. I don’t have much time. If another team comes in to deliver corpses, I will be discovered in minutes. The missing corpse might also be blamed on me.
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Although I was very curious about who the missing body was, time did not allow me to open the cabinets one by one and check them out. So, I entered the room diagonally opposite - the room where Xiao Luqi had been kept.
The nameplate on the cabinet where Xiao Luqi was kept had been removed. I pulled it open and found that there was nothing inside. I pulled the cabinet to the end, but the light in the room couldn't illuminate the innermost part, so I could only put my hand in and touch a few things.
When I took it out, there were a few long hairs stuck to the gloves. I quickly collected the hairs and stuffed them into my breast pocket. Then I quickly returned to my original position, turned off the light and left.