The new guard in the morgue was a thin and small old man. His surname was Kong, who looked like he was about forty years. Liu Tianming was too lazy to ask what his name was, and the other party didn't say it.

After making up an excuse, Liu Tianming picked up the document book in the morgue office, pretended to look at it, and gently put the notebook back to its original place.

There was nothing worth noting in the room, everything was the same as when Mrs. Chen was there, and even the seats in which the chairs were placed had not changed.

Liu Tianming was still a little unwilling to give up and asked, "Why, has Dr. Chen never come back?"

The old man named Kong is a local, speaking a strong dialect, and is obviously very unhappy with this problem: "I've been here, I've been here. What's the matter with her when she comes back? I heard from others that I'm afraid I'm going to have sex with her, but the old man is playing together."

After thinking about it, Liu Tianming shook his head mockingly and left the office.

I am really confused.

Although this kind of guard job without any technical content is very small, it is a job after all. Many people are not even full of food and are trying to make money. Although they are caring for the body, they can still get monthly salary. For example, if Mr. Kong comes back, it means that he must leave. After all, Mr. Chen is an old employee with a staffing in the hospital. He is an ordinary person who is temporarily recruited.

He is afraid he is burning incense and praying every day, begging Mrs. Chen not to come back!

When he walked to the corner of the stairs, Liu Tianming was about to leave the morgue. Just as he raised his foot and stepped on the stairs, he suddenly felt a sense of indescribable emotion.

It was an attraction. It was like two magnets, but there was not such a strong adsorption force. It was very plain, vague, but it did exist.

A metal cover is already covered with the vent connected to the underground air raid shelter. It is similar in size to the sewer manhole cover on the road, and a bright new lock is tied to the button next to it.

Liu Tianming was a little confused, turned around and returned to the office and called the guard named Kong out, pointed to the iron lock and the cover, and asked, "I remember there was no such thing before? The pipe here was not covered either. Why is it sealed now?"

The old man surnamed Kong glanced at it and said casually: "You said this! Captain He from the Security Department asked someone to do it. He said there were holes in this place, and mice might crawl in, so he simply asked someone to block it and add a lock."

He Dashan sealed it?

Liu Tianming couldn't help but remember the scene that happened before at Chen's house.

He did not continue to ask, and turned around and left in silence.

Liu Tianming felt that there must be something wrong under the ventilation duct. Although there was no evidence, he believed in his judgment. Because this was the perceived power from the cells.

...

Four days later, Liu Tianming quietly came to the entrance to the morgue in the hospital building.

There are two stairs here. Turn left, connecting the No. 3 Medicine Depot, which is only separated from the morgue by a wall. Zhang Hongliang could hear the movements between Chen Po and He Dashan in the office of the morgue next door, because of this.

The dark night enveloped everything, and the air was filled with the unique smell of the hospital. The outpatient building in the distance was brightly lit and people could be seen passing by from time to time. There has always been a hot spot for the hospital, and most of the surveillance cameras were also aimed at there.

Liu Tianming has been busy these days.

He spent a lot of time dealing with the people in the engineering department of the hospital. In fact, he just made an excuse to sit in the engineering department and chat, and then everyone made an appointment to have a meal together in the evening and had some wine... This is how feelings and friendship were cultivated. Now, Liu Tianming and the people in the engineering department are talking about everything, and they meet very enthusiastically.

There is an air raid shelter underground in the hospital, which is no secret. But no one goes in there and is closed all year round. Liu Tianming has looked at the structural drawings of the hospital building and also went to the entrance to the interior of the air raid shelter under the ramp. But it was locked tightly. After asking around in the engineering department, no one has a key.

Liu Tianming thought of forcibly removing the lock there, and he quickly gave up this and unwise idea. Regardless of whether he could find anything in the air raid shelter, this behavior is to destroy public property in the eyes of most people. Moreover, he is just an intern and has no reason to do such a thing.

The attraction became stronger and stronger. For several days, Liu Tianming would walk around the corridor outside the morgue. He was very sure that this was not an illusion, nor was it an illusion caused by brain consciousness. Just below there, there was indeed a strange attraction summoning himself.

By chance, an old employee who was about to retire in the engineering department chatted with Liu Tianming. The topic was of course the air raid shelter underground in the hospital. The old man suddenly remembered: There should be an entrance on the side of the medicine warehouse next to the morgue.

"It's actually a utility room. No one goes in at all, and it's just a few garbage left when the old hospital was renovated. What kind of tires, old wooden boards, etc. People used to be frugal, and the hospital leaders were reluctant to throw away anything at that time, but they also took up space. They built a bungalow on the air-raid shelter and stuffed all the messy things in it. Later, the building was renovated and expanded, and the bungalow was used as a basement and buried in it without affecting the overall building structure. I remember there was a passage there that could be directly down into the air-raid shelter. But after a long time, the door might not be opened!"

Following the route guided by the old man, Liu Tianming found the utility room. The area inside was filled with worn tires and wooden boards, and a strong smell of waste rubber was emitted from the air. He bypassed the masses of debris and soon found the iron door covered by a pile of old wooden boards.

The surface was full of rust, and a thick iron chain tied the handle. The keyhole had rust so that it could not be opened even if there was a key.

This is not a problem for Liu Tianming.

Before coming, he had made sufficient preparations.

This old-style iron lock is easy to deal with. The steel bars are inserted horizontally and when you get off, the rusty iron lock will be broken with a "click". Liu Tianming gently untied the chain, pushed open the door, and walked in.

At the foot, there are cement steps about ten meters high. These steps rotate down the cylinder in the middle. Without lights, just looking at this dark pit is enough to attract people's hearts.

Liu Tianming took out the flashlight from his backpack and turned it on. Under the scattered beam of light, he saw the basic outline of the steps under his feet.

I climbed down the steps. The first section was very dirty, and there were traces of sewage seepage everywhere. The further I went down, it became cleaner. The ground was very dry, and you could even feel the wind blowing in the distance.

Projects during the Great Revolution did pay great attention to quality. Especially this kind of shelter that could withstand air strikes, it paid more attention to engineering indexes in all aspects. Near the bottom of the pit, Liu Tianming even saw huge five-pointed stars inlaid on the walls. However, the color had peeled off, revealing the gray-white and rough bottom plate.

The attraction became stronger and stronger, guiding him in the direction of his movement.

After walking the steps, the soles of the shoes touched the ground. A thick sense of stability spread throughout the body. Liu Tianming saw many round arched rooms around him, and the walls separated them, leaving them empty inside and nothing.

I'm coming to the wrong place, right?

Liu Tianming was a little confused and raised the flashlight and took a photo everywhere, but still found nothing.

This is indeed an abandoned pit. The people in the engineering department did not lie. This kind of place is not even used as a warehouse. Moreover, the decoration project is huge. Instead of investing large expenses here, it is better to use it elsewhere.

Continue walking forward, the flashlight illuminates the ground, and Liu Tianming sees a pool of dried blood.

The color was already dim, and the part in the middle of the cement gap turned black. Liu Tianming squatted down, wiped it on the ground with his fingers, then approached his nostrils and smelled a faint blood.

Yes, this is indeed blood.

Didn’t it mean that no one would come from the air raid shelter? Where did the blood come from?

He couldn't help but look up and looked around. The flashlight shone everywhere on the walls and the ceiling. Soon, Liu Tianming discovered the ventilation duct that was straight connecting here.

He stared there tightly and frowned slightly.

At the outlet of the pipe wall, a small piece of white rag was hung. The pipe mouth had an inline metal edge, which firmly hooked it.

White cloth?

Although he couldn't reach it, Liu Tianming couldn't help but think of the white coat he wore when he was at work.

Yes! Where is Mrs. Chen?

Also, why did that mysterious attraction suddenly disappear?

A slight muffled sound came from the air.

"Bang, bang bang!"

The sound was very light, like beating a leather drum and other equipment through thick obstacles.

In this closed environment, it is not difficult to find the source of the sound. Liu Tianming listened with his ears sideways for a while and determined a location on the side wall.

The flashlight shone through, and after careful discerning, Liu Tianming realized that the wall there was a little damaged and was stuffed in by several wooden boards. The sound was from behind the wall.

He leaned closer to the wall and asked in a low voice, "Who is there?"

The impact sound has no rhythm and is of varying magnitude and is obviously not emitted by a mechanical device.

There are many mice under the ground. But how could the mice make such a big noise?

The walls were the same color as the wooden board, but they were very messy. Liu Tianming thought about it, bit the tail of the flashlight, grabbed one of the wooden boards, and pulled it out with great force.

A crack appeared on the wall. Before Liu Tianming put down the wooden board in his hand, a black shadow had already jumped over from the wall.

In an instant, Liu Tianming felt the blood in his entire body frozen instantly, and his huge fear suppressed his nerves.

It was a familiar face, although it was vague and bloody, but it was extremely real.
Chapter completed!