C33 Quick Storage

There was no escape, I could only stand upright against the wall of the corridor. If I could, I'd like to stick it on the wall and turn it into a painting.

After the door was opened, a person walked out. It was a woman, but not Xia Xin. She was wearing a shirt and jeans, and her body twisted as she walked. Her posture was extremely awkward.

My heart was pounding. "Could it be a fake corpse?"

The woman obviously saw me. She stopped, gave me a cold look, and left.

I heaved a sigh of relief. She should be alive, as dead people don't have that kind of expression.

I saw that the woman was walking crookedly towards the main entrance and didn't have any intention of turning back. I quickly grabbed hold of the opportunity and opened the door to the third morgue to hide inside.

The room was also lit. And the person inside must have just arrived today, because there were a few corpses in clothes and even some dust.

Perhaps it was because of the clothes covering my mouth and nose, but I could feel my breath coming in and out of my mouth and nose. I tried to lower my voice as much as possible and carefully lifted the bed sheets.

First, second, third... When I reached the fifth one, a familiar face entered my sight, causing my heart to thump loudly in my chest.

It was Xia Xin.

Although my purpose today was to look for her, when I really saw her, I felt that this was not real. Just like someone who talks to you every day, suddenly lying upright on a morgue bed, you would also feel illusory.

I softly called out, "Xia Xin, Xia Xin?"

Xia Xin did not move. Her current state did not seem like she had fallen asleep, but rather, it seemed like she had died.

As it turned out, she did not. Not only did his heart stop beating, his body also became cold.

Strange, had she turned from a living corpse to a corpse after lying on this bed?

I'm not a man of honor, but in a morgue like this, I can't think of anything evil, so after touching my heart, I take my hand away.

I parted her hair and found her Baihui with my hand. Then he pulled out the sewing needle he had prepared and inserted it.

On a human's head, besides the scalp, it was also a skull. Logically speaking, a needle shouldn't be able to pierce that deep. However, Xia Xin's head was a little different, as if it was made of rubber. I exerted a little force and a large part of the sewing needle went in.

I was a little scared, so I stopped. If he accidentally pressed everything in, it wouldn't be easy to pull it out.

Just as I finished, the cell phone in my pocket rang again. I took out my phone and turned it on vibrate so I had time to read the text.

It was still from the Mr. Zhao, asking if I had finished.

I've agreed on what to do next.

Mr. Zhao asked me if I was hiding anything, and if I saw anyone else before I pierced the needle.

I said there was a woman out there. I don't know what she was doing at the funeral home in the middle of the night.

Just as I sent this message, Mr. Zhao sent a message over. There were only two words to it: Quickly hide.

Two seconds later, there were another few words: Don't be found.

I suddenly realised that this place might be very dangerous. Mr. Zhao didn't have the time to tell me everything, so he could only send me a short message.

I'll hide, where should I hide? I want to run out of the funeral home. At least out of the morgue. But before I could reach the door, a third text came: The woman you saw was Xia Xin.

What does that mean? How could she be Xia Xin?

Then the fourth text message: There was someone outside the window.

My mind buzzed and I subconsciously looked around. The morgue had four walls and no windows. But at the door there was a small window.

And now there was a face in the window, the face of the woman who was staring at me.

My scalp tingled with fear, and I picked up the broom next to me and smashed the overhead light with a loud bang.

The morgue was in darkness. I took advantage of this time to sneak into an empty bed at the side, then pulled out a white cloth sheet and covered myself.

It was a message from the Mr. Zhao, but I didn't dare to look at it. The room is dark now, and once my cell phone lights up, it would be like exposing my location.

The door creaked open. I heard shuffling footsteps and the woman came in.

"Hu …" On the ninth day of the new year, you … "Come." She made a vague sound.

My scalp tingled as I listened. This voice was definitely not Xia Xin's, but the tone was very similar to hers.

At the same time, I was also very puzzled, how did Xia Xin know who I was?

However, when I finally understood what was going on, I wanted to slap myself a few times. I covered my face, but my clothes hadn't changed. Even if Xia Xin hadn't recognized him at the time, she would have understood when she thought about it later.

I heard her stomp into the morgue and lift the white sheets one by one. Her actions were very crude, not caring about the unlucky corpse at all.

Fortunately, the light was poor, and she had to work hard to identify the body. Otherwise, he would have come here a long time ago.

I felt more and more nervous. I felt that it was a mistake to hide in the bed. Maybe I should hide under the bed.

But it was already too late. That woman had already arrived nearby. If he got out of bed now, he would definitely be discovered by her.

I wondered if I should yell to alert the old watchman.

No no no, that old man couldn't even walk fast enough. By the time he arrived with a cane, I was definitely dead.

At that moment, the woman who was rummaging through the corpses stopped. She jerked her head and looked in my direction. I froze for a moment, then suddenly realized: it was breathing.

I really want to kick myself. How could I be so careless? The entire room was filled with corpses, and I was the only one left alive.

I didn't dare move. I lay on the bed, holding my breath.

The woman seemed patient. She just stared at me, not coming over. It was so quiet in the morgue that I suspected my heartbeat could be heard.

I've been holding it in for almost a minute, and I can't take it anymore. So I slowly let out a breath of air. I'm sure I didn't make a sound, but it was too late. The woman strode over.

I felt a surge of despair, and I felt like dying.

To my surprise, however, she did not stop beside me. Instead, she moved past me and reached for the other bed.

I was relieved: she had heard the wrong thing.

Taking advantage of the moment when her back was facing me, I suddenly got off the bed and crazily rushed towards the door.

I saw the woman standing by the morgue, motionless. Her arms were wrapped around the body on the bed.

"What's going on? A dead body? That's not how a swindler works either? " I was completely at a loss.

But I quickly came back to my senses. Now was not the time to be curious, and running for my life was the most important thing.

But right at this moment, I heard Mr. Zhao's voice. "Eldest Nephew, turn on the lights."

I asked fearfully, "Where are you?"

Mr. Zhao said, "When you turn on the light, you will be able to see me."

The light had already been destroyed by me. Where should I turn it on? I thought for a moment, pressed on the flashlight barrel on my phone, and took a photo in the morgue. Then, I saw the Mr. Zhao.

He lay on the morgue and reached out and grabbed the woman's arm.

He … Always pretending to be a corpse?

Mr. Zhao crawled up from the bed and took out a red rope to tie the woman's wrist. Pointing at the bed, he said smugly, "I knew it would be useful, right?"

I took a picture with my cell phone. There was a paper man on the bed, my double.

I suddenly understood why the woman chose the wrong bed. She must have been bewitched by this double.

The Mr. Zhao pushed the woman. She staggered and came towards me.

Mr. Zhao said indifferently: "Alright, I've already caught him. You can ask the reason now."

I coughed lightly and asked the woman, "Are you Xia Xin?"

The woman stared at me blankly before suddenly shouting out loudly. The red rope around her wrist snapped with a "pa" sound.

I'm about to cry. Who said 'Red String of Fate' to ward off evil?

The woman reached out to pinch my neck, and I held her back. Her flesh felt hard, like stone, and it hurt my arm.

At this time, the Mr. Zhao's unhurried voice sounded again: "Xia Xin, if you want to waste time fighting, I have no objections."

After she finished speaking, Xia Xin suddenly stopped. She slowly turned around, looked at Mr. Zhao and coldly said: "Give it back to me."

His face was filled with a smile that asked for a beating, "If you want a body, you can come chase after me. "You can catch up to me before dawn. I'll use your surname."

Xia Xin's voice was emotionless as she asked, "What do you want?"

Mr. Zhao said, "My Eldest Nephew wants to know your background and goal. I said, I'll help you pull out the needle. "Say it, when the sun comes out, you won't be able to go back."

When I heard this, I felt a little scared. Xia Xin wouldn't take revenge, so wouldn't she take the opportunity to kill me?

Mr. Zhao thought for a few seconds, then said: "Sure, but I need to give a few words to my Eldest Nephew."

I walked over to Mr. Zhao and he whispered in my ear, "Don't be fooled. Do not take pity on the fairer sex. After hearing her secret, we'll kill her just the same. "

Just as I was about to reply, I suddenly felt the phone in my pocket vibrate again. I took a peek and saw that it was Mr. Zhao calling.

I suddenly understood what he meant, so I quietly picked up the phone and put it in my pocket.

Mr. Zhao nodded, patted my shoulder, and carried Xia Xin's body out.

The door to the morgue closed. We were alone in the room.

I coughed dryly and said to Xia Xin, "You … "What's going on?"

Xia Xin gritted her teeth as she called out, "Hu Chujiu." After saying that, he walked towards me in large strides.

Oh no, she wouldn't want to kill me, would she?