The magician in the city

Chapter 223

Chapter 220

Sun Jian looked out the window in the corridor. Outside the window was the dark night, and the city in the distance was still brightly lit. Only the courtyard of the police station disappeared into the darkness, like a black hole in the city.

A dull sound came from the morgue at the end of the corridor, and Sun Jian shivered. It was a bit like the sound of forensic doctors pushing the dead out, but it was a bit different.

Sun Jian belatedly recalled that this kid would not be more than 20 years old at most, and he could never be a policeman. If he had stolen the corpse while the power was out, he would have been fooled into standing there like an idiot. Looking back, he was seen by the leader on the surveillance, but he couldn't explain it.

This thought was like a bucket of ice water pouring down his spine, he suddenly came back to his senses and shivered, as if he had peed his pants in a winter night.

Sun Jian walked through the corridor in a panic. After walking a short corridor for a long time, he still couldn't reach the end. Every time he tried to pull up a leg, his legs and feet were as heavy as in a nightmare.Sun Jian didn't think too much. He was a simple-minded person most of the time in his life. Since he graduated from school, he didn't use his brain anymore, which is a good thing now.He made up his mind to concentrate all his attention on his legs, and desperately pulled up his feet, walking towards the end of the corridor step by step as if in a swamp.

The more he struggled, the more flustered he became, as if he was in a dream.He hesitated for a while, didn't he fall asleep while watching the live broadcast?Thinking of this, he raised his hand and slapped himself.There was a crisp sound, her cheeks were swollen and painful, the corridor was still in front of her eyes, but her heart felt a little better, the pain was not like a dream.He gritted his teeth and forced himself to finish the last two steps.

There were constant stumbling sounds from the morgue, and he gritted his teeth to eliminate the interference, and he focused on opening the double door in front of him.He stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, the metal doorknob was a bit cold, the cold and slippery touch in the palm of his hand was clearly imprinted into his heart for some reason, and became the clearest beacon in his muddy mind.

The gatekeeper opened the door, and the outdoor wind blew into the morgue full of the smell of disinfectant and antiseptic, blowing the hair of the female corpse.

Sun Jian trembled, his teeth chattering and chattering together.The dead woman stands on the ground, wrapped in a shroud, with only a young face exposed.She closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly, as if she was listening to something, but her face was already pale as a dead person, and the corpse spots began to erode that beautiful face.

"Hey."

The dead young woman smiled at him, and he knew it must be a hallucination, but suddenly the white shroud moved.He opened his mouth wide and screamed silently, too scared to make a sound.The woman's arm lifted under the shroud and waved to him like a terrifying marionette beckoning to him.

His knees dropped to the ground, and he stared at the woman, his knees slamming hard against the hard, cold ground.No, he thought, he knelt down in fright, this is not good, he will definitely not be able to stand up, he will not be able to run away.

"Hey, I'm over here," said the voice again.

Sun Jian turned his neck stiffly, not daring to take his eyes off the female corpse, only dared to look around with his peripheral vision.Glancing at the face of a living person, he was startled, and took another risky look.

It was that young man, he almost forgot that he came in to catch that young man.

"You..." he yelled out hoarsely, the big boy was sitting on a chair, he recognized that chair, it was the folding chair that was originally placed in this room, and he pulled it away in the middle of the house.Now that he came back to his senses, he realized that the boy was sitting facing the female corpse, but after he entered the room, his attention was all attracted by the female corpse.Now that I think about it, those two sentences just now were all spoken by a boy, not a woman's voice.

As if to confirm his guess, the boy looked at him helplessly and said, "Hey, I called you several times. How did you struggle to get here? How determined is your will?"

He was speechless.The boy was not afraid, not even nervous. He sat on the chair relaxedly, at most his face was a little sad, and that expression was very inconsistent with his childish face.While speaking, the boy turned his face to the female corpse again, "I didn't want you to come in, I didn't intend to scare you. I just came to identify the corpse, and it's not convenient to go through regular channels during the day."

"You..." He knelt on the ground, his legs were so heavy that he couldn't stand up, and he couldn't speak. He raised his trembling arm and pointed at the corpse, hoping that the boy could understand what he meant.

"Oh," the boy nodded understandingly, "You see, you can't ask me to take out the corpse myself, can you? I'm still so young, and I haven't touched a corpse yet, so I'm a little bit hesitant to do so."

He still couldn't understand what the boy was talking about, but the years of listening to audiobooks helped him a little. Can this young man call out the dead body?He is a corpse chaser?Modern exorcist?

"I'm not a modern corpse exorcist." The boy suddenly expressed his thoughts.

He finally let out a scream, and he didn't know which was more frightening, seeing the dead body or this moment.

The boy didn't answer, he looked at the female corpse, raised his hand and made a twirling gesture.As if there was an invisible pull, the female corpse also slightly turned the angle, and the boy carefully observed the corpse.

He thought of what the boy said, that he came to identify the corpse. Although the method was weird, his behavior did seem to be identifying the corpse.

"I came here to identify the dead body to confirm one thing." The boy said suddenly, and he was shocked again, and heard the boy continue, "Now I seem to be sure of more than one thing."

He thought that such an awesome boy should be more conceited, and these words should sound like bragging, but the boy said it sadly, and he felt that the child seemed to be about to cry.

Suddenly a sharp meow sounded in the room, scaring him so much that he almost peed out. The boy stood up suddenly from the chair. At this moment, his whole body tensed up, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.He completely sat down on the ground, a ball of black fur jumped out of the boy's arms and onto his shoulders.He vaguely recognized that it was a black cat. The cat stood on the boy's shoulder and barked sharply twice.

Almost at the same time, his back and heart pierced through the bone-piercing cold, and his teeth trembled and rattled again, as if the despair blowing from the tomb engulfed him, and he seemed to be thrown into hell in despair. .If he really wanted to cheat the corpse, he was sure it would be this moment.

(End of this chapter)