The blood corpse was still lying on the stretcher, not moving. There was not even a vent in the morgue, but the temperature was naturally very low. However, beads of sweat began to appear on Su Bai's skin.
It was cold sweat.
The blood corpse was not her!
This was out of Su Bai's expectations.
Then, who was the blood corpse?
Su Bai turned around, planning to leave. His previous guess and reality had completely different results. This also made Su Bai greatly doubt his previous confidence in his safety. Since the blood corpse was not Lychee, then the blood corpse's attitude towards him in the toilet and the Terracotta Army Museum did not make sense.
In this world, there was no love without reason, nor was there any hatred without reason. The blood corpse had not killed him several times, so it should have its own reasons. If he went forward at this time, it would really be a little irrational.
He slowly retreated until he was out of the morgue. Su Bai's heart was in his throat. When he went up the stairs and walked out of the hospital, he let out a long sigh of relief.
The blood corpse had let him go again.
No, the blood corpse had not only given up on him, but also the female doctor.
The female doctor had witnessed the scene of the blood corpse pushing him from the toilet into the pond, but Su Bai did not believe that the female doctor's illusions could compare to the blood corpse's. Su Bai had seen the blood corpse's actions in the Terracotta Army Museum with his own eyes, which meant that the blood corpse must have known about the female doctor's existence. However, the blood corpse had also let the female doctor go when he let him go.
Su Bai knew that he and the female doctor were specially selected for the horror broadcast. They were definitely not the strongest among the current listeners, but because they were both related to Lucky, they were sent.
Perhaps when the horror broadcast probed the blood corpse's identity, it also made the blood corpse restrain itself. It was no longer as unscrupulous as before, when it slaughtered all the high-level listeners in Shaanxi.
This was a very high-level game. Su Bai knew very well that he, including the female doctor he had killed before, were just pawns in this game. Moreover, they were very sad pawns because they did not even know where to start when they abandoned themselves to despair and overturned the chessboard. No matter which side they were on, they could easily turn into ashes, and they could not jump at all.
Standing in front of the hospital, Su Bai wanted to take a taxi, but for a moment, he did not know where to go. Xi 'an was quite a big city, but when his range of activities was limited by the horror broadcast, the entire ancient city gave Su Bai a feeling of being imprisoned, as if the air was restrained.
That blood corpse should have a deep connection with Lucky. Previously, Su Bai had also suspected whether the blood corpse was Lychee. After all, the way the blood corpse appeared and directly pulled himself out of the squatting pit did not seem like something a woman like Lychee would do.
To put it bluntly, even if she drank a cup of tea before she died, Lychee would take the trouble to cook it carefully and then drink it before dying. She would not just boil water and gulp it down. Everyone had their own style, and sometimes, this style was accompanied by life and death.
Walking slowly along the road in front of the hospital, Su Bai only had a wallet and two mobile phones with him. He did not have a suitcase, so his hands were casually in the pockets of his trousers. He looked like a local unemployed gangster in Xi 'an, not like a tourist or a local resident.
Coincidentally, there was a small restaurant on the side of the road. Su Bai walked in and ordered two roujiamos and a bowl of noodles. The roujiamos were authentic in Shaanxi. Su Bai remembered that when he was studying in the east coast, the roujiamos sold at the stalls outside the school were wholesale bread in a pan of oil, and then a few pieces of meat and lettuce were stuffed in. Here, roujiamos were obviously more sincere.
While eating, Su Bai took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the discussion group.
Soon, Fatso appeared and replied with a photo. In the photo, the three of them were eating hot pot together in a hot pot restaurant in a mountain forest in Chongqing.
Looking at this photo, Su Bai subconsciously took a bite of the roujiamo. He had been living here day by day, and the three of them were really living a free and unfettered life.
After eating, Su Bai got up and left the restaurant. The sun was still a little dazzling. Although the temperature had dropped a lot, and there were people in down jackets on the street, Su Bai still felt a little anxious.
When people had no direction, they would often be at a loss. Right now, Su Bai was like this.
He had no direction at all, and he had no plan at all. He would just muddle along day by day and leave immediately after the mission time was over.
In the vast crowd, Su Bai found that he had already lost himself.
Perhaps it was because he had been affected too much by the blood corpses recently. It was more likely that it had something to do with his previous contact with Fang Wenhai, Lan Lin, Thunderbolt Building, and Yan Huihong. When his strength was clearly far from the standard, he had come into contact with high-level people that he shouldn't have come into contact with, and that had affected his mentality.
Unknowingly, Su Bai seemed to have lost the steadiness of walking step by step in the past. His footsteps were a little unstable, and he felt like he had broken a jar. In any case, those people were so much stronger than him, so he could just muddle along blindly.
Just like an ordinary working-class person, if his neighbors were all rich people, this would undoubtedly give him a lot of pressure, and in the end, it would evolve into a kind of self-abandonment.
A hearse drove over from the other side of the road. Su Bai's gaze fell on the hearse, and for some reason, he felt like he was being watched by the hearse.
When the hearse drove past Su Bai, it stopped in front of him.
Many passersby looked over in surprise. This was because in China's traditional culture, everything related to funerals gave people a very inauspicious feeling, especially when the hearse had stopped by the side of the road.
The door opened automatically, and Su Bai looked around before getting in. Then, the door closed, and the hearse started moving again.
The temperature inside the hearse was obviously much colder than outside, and there was only one driver in the hearse. Of course, there was also a freezer at the back of the hearse, and there was a corpse lying in it. This hearse should have been taken from a hospital or somewhere else to be cremated at a crematorium. The hearse had the crematorium's employee rules and schedule, and so on.
The driver sat still and drove with a serious expression, but Su Bai could see that the driver's face was a little pale. He had been possessed, or more accurately, possessed by a ghost.
This kind of phenomenon was quite common among the common people. Sometimes, when walking at night, people would mysteriously forget something and find that they had wandered to a different place, or when they woke up after dozing off in the car, they found that the car was not parked at the original spot. These were the effects of the foul things, and they were probably just taking a ride.
Su Bai did not go to the driver's seat, but to the back of the hearse. This was the real deal.
The corpse lying in the freezer was still the same. There was no process of dressing up their deceased family members. It looked very casual. After all, it was directly 'shipped' from the hospital, so of course, it was very formal. Naturally, the process was skipped, and it was directly sent to the crematorium to be cremated.
When Su Bai walked to the front of the freezer, the body inside, which still had bandages on its face, slowly sat up. When it was halfway up, it reached out to push the freezer. It did not seem to be easy to open from the inside.
Su Bai smiled and helped him open the freezer.
"It's so stuffy inside."
The man in the bandages walked out from the freezer with a bottle of Mount Centurial in his hand. This was the bottle that Su Bai had forced him to drink at the morgue. The man still had not thrown it away.
"Are you going to be sent to be burned?" Su Bai sat down on the steps, and the bandaged man also sat down shakily. The two of them were like two brothers sitting together and chatting, reminiscing about the past.
"Yes, I divorced my wife. She and my daughter live in the United States. Didn't I get into a car accident? They didn't plan on coming back. After paying the hospital, they went through the back door and had one of my relatives sign the papers. Then, they cremated me. I guess they were also glad that the time between my car accident and death was very short. Otherwise, they might really have had to go through the trouble of coming back."
"Then you really had a bad life," Su Bai said.
"You can say that. I used to earn some money, but I was found out by my wife when I went out to fool around. She wanted a divorce, and I was too loyal at that time. I gave all my assets to the mother and daughter, and they went directly to the United States. Now, I live in my husband's apartment and drive a van. I don't have much money left, and the mother and daughter are too lazy to care about what little money I have left.
By the way, thank you for the water. You don't know this, but because I was thirsty, I reached for water when I was driving, and I accidentally got into a car accident and died. Although the morgue was very cold, it was too dry. I almost died of thirst. "
Su Bai shook his head. "You're welcome."
At this moment, the man in the bandages suddenly seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Do you know that new guy with a blood-red body?"
"I don't know him, but I might have died at his hands," Su Bai said.
"Oh, he came that night and lay in the morgue with me. I was also a little afraid of him, so I didn't talk to him, but I seemed to hear him say something faintly. I didn't hear it clearly, but I heard it clearly. There was a name that seemed to be repeated many times. It was called..."
When the man in the bandages was about to say that name, Su Bai's breathing became heavier. Obviously, this might indicate the true identity of the blood corpse. However, at this moment, the man in the bandages stopped talking and stared at the back window of the hearse.
Su Bai turned his head to look,
Outside the window..,
A bloody and shameless face..,
Was staring coldly inside.
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