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Who knew they had just reached the office door?

Swish!

All the lights went out at once!

The entire basement level was plunged into complete darkness.

The sudden turn of events threw everyone into chaos.

In the chaos, Suzuki Tomohito felt someone grab his arm and pull him outside.

Suzuki Tomohito instinctively tried to break free.

Professor Miyano's voice came from the darkness.

"Come with me."

Suzuki Tomohito breathed a sigh of relief and, feeling his way in the dark, was pulled forward by Professor Miyano.

After a while, Tomohito Suzuki sensed something was wrong.

The office was only a dozen meters away from the stairs leading to the first floor, but according to his estimate, they had already walked nearly a hundred meters.

Suzuki Tomohito immediately asked, without changing his expression:

"Teacher, are we just going to ignore them?"

In the darkness, Professor Miyano remained silent, dragging him forward.

Suzuki Tomohito immediately became alert and loudly questioned:

"Who are you!?"

However, the figure in the darkness remained silent, gripping his arm and continuing to walk forward.

Suzuki Tomoto immediately sensed something was wrong. He reached out and tried to pry the man's hand away.

But the moment his hand touched the back of the person's hand, an icy chill and a wooden, stiff sensation instantly spread along his fingertips.

Silk!

Suzuki Tomohito felt a tremor in his heart.

That's definitely not a living person's hand! What on earth is pulling him?!

"Let me go!"

Suzuki Tomohito struggled and shouted loudly.

But the 'person's' hand gripped his arm as firmly as an iron clamp.

Suzuki Tomohito stopped and tilted his feet, trying to use his weight to slow down, but it was no use. He was still being dragged forward by that 'person'.

"Help! Help!"

Suzuki Tomohito couldn't hold back any longer and cried out for help.

The entire underground floor was silent, except for his cries for help, which echoed as if he were the only person left there.

Fear, like sharp claws, gripped his heart tightly.

And that terrifying figure dragged him step by step into the depths of darkness...

"what!!"

Suzuki Tomohito screamed in terror and sat up abruptly.

clap clap!

Before he could even react, someone suddenly slapped him twice.

"Hey! Suzuki-kun, wake up, it's me!"

In the dim light of a flashlight, a wrinkled old face appeared in Suzuki Tomohito's eyes.

"Miyano-sensei?"

Suzuki Tomohito's eyes widened immediately.

"You just passed out on the ground, and I couldn't wake you up no matter what I did."

The moment just now immediately flashed through Suzuki Tomohito's mind.

Cold, stiff hands, an irresistible force, slowly dragged him into the darkness...

Suzuki Tomohito suddenly shivered.

"Suzuki-kun, are you alright?"

Professor Miyano looked slightly puzzled.

Tomohito Suzuki shook his head and quickly stood up from the ground.

Only when he used the flashlight did he realize that he had collapsed next to the autopsy table in the morgue.

He subconsciously looked up at the row of morgue cabinets, which gleamed with a cold, silvery light under the dim flashlight beams, and a chill ran down his spine.

Professor Miyano patted him on the shoulder.

"This place is too eerie tonight, let's get out of here right away!"

"Where are Xu Mingjun and Ms. Kato?"

Suzuki Tomohito dusted himself off and asked casually.

Professor Miyano frowned immediately.

"You suddenly rushed out, and I chased you all the way here, then you passed out. Those two brats should still be where they are..."

Professor Miyano said somewhat uncertainly.

Tomohito Suzuki opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

You can't blame the professor for caring about two unrelated people but not about them.

"Teacher, let's hurry up and meet up with Xu Mingjun and the others, then leave this place."

"Okay, let's go."

The two walked out of the morgue, one after the other.

Suzuki Tomohito took the flashlight from Professor Miyano and walked ahead, with Professor Miyano following behind him.

The corridor was quiet, with only the sound of two people's footsteps echoing.

For some reason, Suzuki Tomohito felt that the familiar corridor was exceptionally long. When he shone his flashlight, it was still pitch black, as if he could not see the end at all.

After walking for a long time, with unchanging, pitch-black corridors on both sides and complete darkness in front and behind, Suzuki Tomohito felt as if he were standing still.

Just then, Suzuki Tomohito suddenly heard Professor Miyano speak from behind him.

"Suzuki-kun, I don't know if you've heard this rumor before."

"Teacher, what rumor?"

Eager to meet up with the others, Suzuki Tomoto gave a perfunctory reply, somewhat absentmindedly.

"The doll abandoned in the dilapidated house"

It continuously accumulated resentment towards its owner.

day to day,

Year after year

Until one day…

Whether it was his imagination or not, Suzuki Tomohito felt that Professor Miyano's voice sounded particularly sinister at that moment.

"Then what?"

"And then it came back to life!"

Professor Miyano's slightly excited voice came from behind.

"This...this is just an urban legend, it's not true."

Suzuki Tomohito said this, but he didn't even have the courage to turn around.

Suddenly a hand reached out from behind and grabbed his shoulder like an iron clamp.

The sinister voice of 'Professor Miyano' rang in his ears.

"Isn't there one right behind you?"

Behind Suzuki Tomohito, cracks began to appear on 'Professor Miyano's' face...

Chapter Sixty-Seven: One-Punch Benefactor

The moment the lights went out, Xu Ming was also startled.

In the darkness, a hand reached out and grasped his hand; it was warm and soft… It was Megumi Kato!

Xu Ming suddenly calmed down and activated his 'night vision' ability, and the darkness immediately disappeared.

Kato Megumi stood beside him, her pupils now golden vertical pupils, exuding an oppressive aura.

Just as Xu Ming was about to speak, Kato Megumi suddenly put her finger to her lips, gesturing for silence.

Xu Ming nodded in understanding.

Suddenly, Xu Ming heard a slight rustling sound above his head, as if something was crawling on it.

Xu Ming remained calm and glanced upwards out of the corner of his eye.

A figure dressed in red silently crawled out of the ventilation duct entrance—it was the missing female corpse!

A woman in red was found hanging upside down from the ceiling, and then a horrifying scene unfolded.

A mass of flesh slowly emerged from her abdomen. At first glance, this mass of flesh resembled a small person, but its face only had a mouth and no nose or eyes.

The fleshy little man protruded outwards, and the flesh connecting him to the female corpse stretched continuously. In Xu Ming's view, the two looked as if they were connected by a thick, blood-red umbilical cord.

The little man grinned, laughing silently. His face, devoid of features, was full of malice. He lunged at the unsuspecting Professor Miyano and grabbed him by the neck.

"Ah! Waaah!"

Professor Miyano only had time to let out a scream before he was immediately pulled up by a tremendous force.