Mu Fan said nothing, got up from the ground and went straight to the outhouse.
Only to find that the old woman in gray clothes had disappeared.
Only the recliner was rocking in place, making a squeaking sound.
He Xiaopang and Xia Yuqing also came to the outhouse.
"Why were those corpses moving just now?"
Mu Fan: "It looks like it was the old woman who did it just now!"
"The moving corpses, the putrid flesh and blood...should they be the exorcists?"
"A group of awakened people who deal with corpses all day long!"
"They can use sound, smell or other things to control the corpse, and even become as cold and taciturn as the corpse."
"And due to the special nature of spiritual power, they will be regarded as the same kind by zombie-like creatures, thus avoiding the possibility of being attacked."
"Everything ends up being a corpse! This is the creed of the corpse chaser!"
"They believe that as long as death exists, no matter how powerful a creature is, it will eventually be controlled by them."
"Uh," Xia Yuqing's face showed a hint of disgust, "It's a bit disgusting!"
He Xiaopang nodded: "That's right."
Mu Fan was sitting on the rocking chair, just about to take a rest.
Suddenly, he felt something cold and wet on the armrest of the rocking chair!
Mu Fan's heart moved and he lowered his head to look at the ground.
On the ground, there is a pair of footprints outlined by water stains!
hiss!
Mu Fan suddenly had an idea, it happened to rain today!
So, it’s rain!
And in the hospital building, the only place that can get rained on is the rooftop!
"Quick! Go to the rooftop!"
Mu Fan gave a low shout and quickly ran out of the morgue door.
He Xiaopang and Xia Yuqing hurriedly followed.
The three of them went all the way to the top floor.
Mu Fan looked around and saw that on the right side of the corridor was a narrow path. The walls were lined with steel grabbers for climbing, and directly above these grabbers was a square steel cover.
This is the entrance to the rooftop.
At this moment, a dull voice suddenly came:
"Hey! Sir, where are you going?"
When Mu Fan heard this, he turned around and took a look.
I saw the two people sitting on the chairs walking towards me.
The two men were tall and round-waisted, and when their gray coats swayed, the revolvers on their waists were faintly exposed.
Mu Fan said calmly: "I want to go to the rooftop to smoke a cigarette, it's too stuffy here."
One of them said seriously: "Sir, I'm afraid you won't be able to get what you want. The hospital's temporary warehouse is above, and no one is allowed to enter!"
"That's right, there's nothing we can do about it."
Mu Fan shrugged helplessly: "I can only let those who disagree with me sleep for a while."
The two people were stunned when they heard this and looked at each other, as if they didn't understand what Mu Fan meant.
At this moment, a sore and numb feeling came from their backs, their vision went dark, and they fell into Xiaopang He's arms.
"hey-hey!"
He Xiaopang grinned widely, dragged the two of them to the chairs, and straightened them up so that they looked like they were asleep.
"Let's go."
Mu Fan smiled and nodded, climbing up together with He Xiaopang and Xia Yuqing.
Mu Fan pondered for a moment, then turned to Xia Yuqing and made an inviting gesture: "Ladies first."
Xia Yuqing's telekinesis can be put to great use.
Xia Yuqing nodded and jumped up, like a civet cat in the dark night.
Mu Fan followed, then He Xiaopang.
After climbing about seven or eight meters, the steel cover on the roof was already in front of Xia Yuqing's eyes.
With a slight thought in my mind, an invisible force slowly propped up the iron cover without making a sound.
Xia Yuqing stuck her head upwards and looked out through the gap between the iron cover and the ceiling.
As Mu Fan said, this is the rooftop open space between the two minarets!
Under the crimson moonlight, it was raining lightly in the sky.
A large simple tent was propped up on the rooftop, and dim light was shining through the windows, dimming the blurry night.
There was a table and chairs at the door of the tent, and a man in a gray coat was sitting on the chair, guarding the tent.
Xia Yuqing made a "confirmation" gesture downwards.
Mu Fan nodded, took out something and handed it to Xia Yuqing.
Xia Yuqing took it and saw that it was the "cunning eye" bought on the black market!
In an instant, she understood what Mu Fan meant.
With a thought in her mind, Xia Yuqing's source power was injected into the sneaky eyes.
Buzz~~~
The tricky eyes squirmed slightly, and Xia Yuqing's expression appeared in the pupils.
At the same time, Xia Yuqing's right eye vision has been connected to the tricky eye.
Everything seen by the sneaky eyes is reflected in Xia Yuqing's eyes!
Xia Yuqing's mental power moved slightly, and the mysterious eye in her palm slowly floated into the air, and then flew forward.
She was in no hurry to let the sneaky eye get close to the tent.
With the help of the cover of shadow, the sneaky eye first circled around the rooftop:.
He explored every hidden corner to make sure there were no hidden sentries hidden there, and then narrowed the scope of the investigation toward the tent in the center.
This is the "roulette investigation method" that Mu Fan taught her.
In the cunning vision, the gatekeeper wearing a gray coat was sitting at the door of the tent.
He held a piece of low-quality tobacco in his mouth, and the flickering butt of the cigarette emitted an uncertain light, outlining a face covered with veins.
The sneaky eye bypassed the door and moved toward the tent window.
Tempered plastic is an essential material for making simple tent windows. It is not only light and transparent, good for lighting, but also strong and durable.
Shi Yan looked into the window.
Under the flickering gas lamp, a row of simple camp beds were arranged in the tent, separated from each other by white curtains.
On these beds, patients wearing gray uniforms lay, their faces covered with white gauze, revealing only a pair of eyes filled with pain and fear.
At the same time, medical staff wrapped in blue uniforms, masks and hoods were walking back and forth in front of the window, holding medical trays in their hands.
A faint smell of corpse powder was permeating the tent, vaguely present.
Xia Yuqing changed the angle of her peek at the window in order to see more of the situation.
Suddenly, a tall and thin figure broke into her eyes:
Blond hair, indifferent eyes, cool lips, and a white medical coat.
He walked around the bed with his hands in his pockets, looking at the patient as if he were looking at a group of interesting guinea pigs.
It's him!
The murderer who almost killed him!
[Author's digression]: [The second part of the new book event!]
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