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Chapter 686

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Han Dong helped clean up the clerk's arm.

The demonic humans gradually quieted down.

However, there seemed to be one less demonic human who had taken a blow for Han Dong in the monastery.

Jason, the Undying Demon whom Han Dong had seen in the movie "Friday the 13th," seemed to have dealt with the arm in advance and had already left.

When he expressed his gratitude to Miles, the latter made a one-to-one gesture with his finger, indicating that the favor he owed Han Dong had been canceled out.

Perhaps it was because of Miss Jane, but the entire party was unusually quiet. Everyone seemed to be afraid of this immobile and speechless female corpse.

The stench in the air had also completely dissipated due to Miss Jane's arrival. The entire underground area became as clean as an autopsy room, completely disrupting the atmosphere of the demonic humans' party.

Considering that Miss Jane had seriously affected the party's atmosphere, Han Dong immediately pushed the cart away after saying goodbye to Miles and the others.

At the same time, he called Cass and Roland, indicating that he still had some things to deal with. He told them to go to bed early tonight and discuss the next step tomorrow.

Everything was ready.

Han Dong pushed the cart back to the familiar Central Hospital.

Before entering, Han Dong first asked, "What's the matter?

"Miss Jane … I heard that the hospital has been handed over to Director Richard's daughter, Shirley, to manage. What's her current situation? Shall we go in directly? "

When it came to relationships.

Han Dong could be considered Shirley's enemy who killed her father. Even if the two of them had a good relationship before, once it involved the murder of her father, they would inevitably become enemies.

"Don't worry, little sister Shirley likes you very much.

Moreover, Director Richard isn't completely dead … The last color you brought to Shirley contains a wisp of her father's consciousness.

As a result, Shirley can see her father by her side at all times, managing the hospital together. "

"Is that so?"

As soon as Han Dong stepped into the hospital's entrance.

Two white silk legs directly straddled Han Dong's waist, and the blonde loli took the initiative to throw herself into his arms … She seemed to have sensed Han Dong's arrival in advance and had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Little Brother Scarecrow!"

"Hehe …" Han Dong laughed awkwardly.

Considering that Miss Jane was right next to her, Shirley didn't hug him for too long and slowly let go of him.

Xue Li still maintained the appearance of a 12-year-old, but due to the infusion of colors, her eyes shone with rainbow colors, and there was a complete void mark imprinted on her forehead.

Due to the injection of this strand of color, Dean Richard's final goal of pursuing the void had been achieved.

In other words, his daughter's perfect resurrection.

Shirley's consciousness, soul, and body were all in an absolutely stable state.

"Big Sister Jian seems to be looking for you, right? Then I won't bother you anymore … If there's anything, Brother Scarecrow can come to the office to find me at any time.

Dad, let's go. "

When Shirley reached out her hand, a small part of the color in her eyes separated and outlined the outline of President Richard in the air. They returned to the office together.

When Han Dong stared at this figure, he paused for a moment.

Then, he turned his thoughts to business and pushed Miss Jane to the cold and dark morgue … The gatekeeper had been replaced by Miss Jane's subordinate, which meant that she was mainly responsible for the entire morgue.

A bald female corpse was standing at the entrance of the morgue, staring blankly at the entrance.

When Miss Jane arrived, the bald female corpse's neck made a cracking sound, and she quickly nodded 90 degrees up and down to show her respect.

"Room 13 is my office … We'll work there."

"Okay."

As Han Dong pushed Miss Jane deeper into the morgue, he once again felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the deepest part of the morgue … As for what exactly it was, Han Dong had a guess in his heart.

However, the thing in the deepest part of the morgue was arranged by Han Dong at the end of his plan as the most crucial step.

[Morgue 13]

There was a layer of frost on the surface of the door.

When Han Dong reached out to push it, he was immediately chilled. The chill was not the kind that could freeze one's body, but the kind that could make one's soul tremble.

The familiar autopsy room appeared in front of Han Dong's eyes, but the previous conflict had disappeared.

"There's the information you want in the bottom drawer of the tenth row."

"Okay."

Han Dong skillfully pried open Miss Jane's mouth and pulled out a key from her body using a thin thread. He then opened the drawer that was locked in a special way.

Inside the drawer was everything about the [Clerk], from the simplest newspaper to the interview records of some people who had a conflict with the [Clerk], the autopsy results after death, and Miss Jane's personal analysis.

However, because he was in the Destiny Realm, the support system did not allow Han Dong to summarize the information by himself.

[Enough information about the [Clerk – Verna Riewald] has been collected, and the illustration information has been completed.]

The first page of the book was a detailed illustration of the clerk. Just the first picture made Han Dong very uncomfortable.

Background wall and figure painting: With the Dark Town Hall as the background, the clerk was standing in the front garden.

Upon closer inspection, he found that all the backgrounds were composed of large and small hands, stone walls, flowers, and even clouds in the sky … such a dense pattern made people uncomfortable.

Creak ~ Creak ~

Just when Han Dong wanted to turn to the next page, the wheels of the cart moved back and forth.

"Nicholas, I need to clean my body every month … The dissection tools are next to me. Please be sure to clean my 'inner layer' within six hours."

"Okay …"

Han Dong was an expert when it came to dissection.

"Miss Jane, what is this water?" Han Dong pointed to a large bucket labeled "Cleaning" and asked.

"Hydrogen peroxide, specially used for bathing."

Considering the nature of Miss Jane, Han Dong silently accepted this setting.

Although he used the 100% Little Magic Eye to peek at Miss Jane's internal structure before, when he saw it with his own eyes, he was shocked by this' perfect 'picture.

The inner layer was drawn with a scroll representing Nordic witchcraft.

Every inch of bone and every piece of organ was engraved with precise spell words, and no area in the body was wasted.

Miss Jane herself was witchcraft.

Han Dong used a cotton swab dipped in hydrogen peroxide to go through every gap and carefully cleaned the dirt in Miss Jane's body. These black dirt were not caused by saprophytes. Han Dong speculated that it should be impurities produced by witchcraft.

From time to time, he held Miss Jane's cold fingers and asked where else needed to be cleaned.

If you put aside the dissection room and the special cleaning scene.

This kind of scene was somewhat similar to a certain considerate boy who was carefully wiping his paralyzed girlfriend's body on the bed, and the two of them were inseparable.

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