The magician in the city

Chapter 222 Morgue

Chapter 220

There was a gust of wind outside the window. Inside the window was a small duty room with pale lights. Because it was backed by the dissection room and the morgue, the air here also had a faint smell of disinfectant.

Sun Jian was in such a place, tilted, watching the live broadcast of the beautiful woman on his mobile phone with unlimited data.

Sun Jian was just over years old, not a forensic doctor, but he graduated from the police academy, but he was not passionate about his work, he was inattentive, passive and sabotaged, and had several accidents, and was almost kicked out of the police force.But being kicked into the security department by the boss is not much different from being expelled from the police force.

But his police academy is not in vain, or it should be said that people always have three or two advantages, and Sun Jian's advantage is that he is not afraid of death.On the first day he joined the police force, he caught up with vicious murders. Most of the police officers were temporarily transferred to the field. He saw the bloody corpses just after graduation. He was lucky to be the only one among the new police officers who did not vomit on the spot. of.

The old leaders at that time also placed a lot of hope on him because of this, thinking that he was something to be made.It turned out later that that wasn't the case at all.As for Sun Jian himself, he was also a little depressed at first, but later he realized that probably only corpses are most suitable for him, and living people are much more annoying.

To put it bluntly, Sun Jian just doesn't care, he doesn't care about his career, he doesn't care about his work, he doesn't care about the quality of life, and he doesn't care whether the death is bad luck.Speaking of being afraid of ghosts, hey, he doesn't have the time and energy to imagine.

But tonight, for the first time, he felt a little strange here.This is not good and affects his career.The old man who used to work here said that once you start to be afraid of ghosts one day, everything will be over.Working in this place, being suspicious is dragging oneself to death.

First, he felt a gust of draft blowing from behind him, which made his spine feel cold and the back of his neck numb.At this time, the doors and windows here were all closed. Although he was too lazy to move, he checked again and again to see if someone had turned on the air conditioner.But when he stood up and moved around a few times, the draft seemed to disappear, and when he sat down, the solid wall behind him was blown out by wind.

That was impossible, he was too lazy to stand up to watch again, he watched the live broadcast intently, and the illusion of wind blowing disappeared as expected.

But the good times didn't last long, and after a while he felt that he had glimpsed something again.He wasn't too lazy to turn his neck, but it took a lot of willpower to be willing to take his eyes off his broken 1000 yuan phone.Sun Jian looked out the window, there was nothing, no ghosts, no people, very good.

He turned his head, only to find that he could no longer focus on the phone, and he realized slowly that something was wrong after all.He really didn't see anything, but just because he didn't see anything, something was wrong.

He put down his phone, got up and walked to the window, it was still dark outside the window.The office building in front where people had been working overtime recently disappeared into the night, along with the guard post at the door. The entire police station was dark, except for the forensic area where he was.

Maybe it was a power outage, Sun Jian turned around and picked up his mobile phone, he must not let go of the phone at this time, maybe the next power outage area will be on his side, and he would be really blind without the mobile phone.

I just don't know how much power the phone has left. If the power outage lasts too long, it doesn't matter what happens to the morgue, anyway, the dead will never die again, but as a living person, he will not be able to charge the phone.If there is no live broadcast and no video, what else can he do?Thinking of this, he immediately pressed the big button of the phone, wanting to check the battery level of the phone, but the screen of the phone didn't light up.

He was a little anxious, and pressed a few more times, but the phone didn't respond as if it died suddenly.He pressed it a few times and tried to restart it, but after trying several times, there was no response.He was holding the phone blankly, his heart was empty, and he was anxious and didn't know what to do, as if he had a withdrawal reaction.Even the sound of footsteps outside the door failed to attract his attention, and he was only filled with irritability.

The door opened right in front of him, Sun Jian raised his head in confusion, who came here so late?Is there a new body coming?He heard a cat meowing in a daze, and remembered who he vaguely heard said that it was unlucky for a cat to appear in the morgue.This may be true, because he has been here for almost ten years, and he has never heard a cat meowing, nor seen a wild cat leaning here.

He recalled in a trance that this place is not haunted.And who said that the government office has always been full of evil spirits, and there have been no ghosts in this place since ancient times.So... so... He didn't have time to think about it, his brain, which he hadn't used much for almost ten years, was running slowly, and before he could get all the results, the door was pushed open, and a half-grown young man suddenly appeared at the door .

Sun Jian stared blankly at the young man at the door. He was really a very beautiful boy, about 19 years old, with dark and heroic eyebrows, a high nose bridge, big and bright eyes, and clear and gentle eyes.Although he didn't smile, but that face looked like he was always smiling, with an air of innocence.His hair was a bit disheveled, with the ends sticking out in all directions on top of his head, and he wore a bulky jacket over his T-shirt.He looks like he should be the most popular sports boy in the school.

"Hey," the man said, taking a look at him, as if judging that he wasn't a hindrance, "stay there."

"What..." Sun Jian said blankly, and the young man rushed in and grabbed a dozen documents on his desk and rummaged through them.

"Who are you?" Sun Jian asked, suddenly felt vaguely that this question was not important, so he asked again, "What are you looking for?"

"Which cabinet is the female corpse brought in this afternoon? Where is the record?"

Just as Sun Jian vaguely understood what he was asking, he suddenly threw away the documents in his hand, turned to the filing cabinet on the east side where the registration documents were placed, opened the filing cabinet without looking up, and found out the registration book accurately.

"Has the autopsy been completed?"

He was startled, the boy suddenly threw the registration book back into the filing cabinet with a "crash", grabbed a key from his desk, turned around and walked out of the duty room, and went straight to the morgue. Owner.

Sun Jian stood in a daze for a while, and gradually became clearer. He walked slowly to the door, and walked into the gloomy corridor hesitantly.The boy's back stopped for a while at the door of the morgue at the end of the corridor, and with a harsh sound, the door was fully opened.

(End of this chapter)