"You're looking for death!"

The ghost roared at Zhang Xiaoluo, suddenly moved forward, and crashed straight into Zhang Xiaoluo not far in front of him.

Zhang Xiaoluo slid backwards, barely avoiding the ghost's impact. He waved at the back of the ghost who could not hold back, and a black iron nail came out of his hand and shot towards the ghost's back like lightning.

The ghost shadow seemed to have eyes on his back, and the blood-ridden ghost claw suddenly flipped over at a strange angle, slapped straight at the iron nail that shot towards the back of his heart.

The iron nails instantly met the ghost claws, and the dirty blood evaporated quickly like boiling hot oil. The black silk threads wrapped around the ghost claws faintly flashed out of the golden light, tightly covering the blood-colored mist emitted from the ghost claws.

The ghost claw finally turned into blood and dripping to the ground again. The iron nail also slightly deviated from its original trajectory due to the previous slap of the ghost claw, passing under the ghost's left rib, and nailed deeply to the wall at the end of the corridor.

Suddenly, Wei Xun's roar came faintly from the morgue, accompanied by the sound of tables and chairs falling over. Zhang Xiaoluo's expression changed slightly. After hesitating, he turned around and wanted to enter the morgue.

The blood-colored ghost behind Zhang Xiaoluo slowly turned around and smiled at Zhang Xiaoluo with a strange smile. It turned into a thick blood-colored mist, and floated into the morgue along the slightly opened metal door of the morgue.

The morgue was pitch black. With the reflection of the cold morgue cabinet, Zhang Xiaoluo vaguely saw the morgue cabinets being opened. An obese figure was squatting on the open space in the middle of the morgue, searching for something in a morgue that had been pulled out.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the figure, lowered his head, and groped in the morgue in front of him without a sound, unable to see his face clearly.

"Fatty! Have you found it?"

Zhang Xiaoluo walked forward slowly, walked behind the squatting figure, and asked slowly.

"Don't be anxious, you have to look for it slowly!"

Wei Xun had not yet looked up, but continued to search and responded to Zhang Xiaoluo. The low voice showed an indescribable weirdness.

"Stop looking for it, let's go!"

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes tighter when he heard this. While speaking, he stepped forward and reached out to pat Wei Xun's shoulder squatting on the ground.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came from the morgue in front of Wei Xun. Wei Xun smiled "hehe" and turned to look at Zhang Xiaoluo behind him.

"Can you see this?"

Wei Xun raised his right hand and handed it to Zhang Xiaoluo. What he held in his hand was a woman's broken finger. He actually broke one of the fingers of the female corpse in the mortar cabinet.

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Wei Xun's face, and with the faint reflection of the mortal cabinet, he finally saw clearly. The person squatting in front of him was Yuan Yincheng, the deputy director of obstetrics and gynecology who was suspended at home, plagued by his wife, who was newly killed.

The moment Zhang Xiaoluo saw Wei Xun's face clearly, a golden sword shining with golden light had penetrated deeply into the right chest of the person in front of him.

"ah!"

A shrill scream came from the mouth of the hideous "Wei Xun", and a blood-colored ghost suddenly flashed behind him, floating in the morgue, and finally floated out of the door that had slightly opened a crack.

As the blood-colored ghost shadow left, the cold air in the morgue also dissipated quickly, and the indoor temperature gradually returned to normal.

"Fatty! Stop sleeping, it's time to leave!"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked around for a long time, and then he bent down and patted Wei Xun, who was still squatting on the ground, as if he was sleeping in a deep sleep.

Wei Xun slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. After seeing clearly that Zhang Xiaoluo was standing in front of him, he stood up cursingly.

"Xiao Luo, this is really not a job for humans! Even if I don't say that I'm going to die, I have to search for one cabinet at a time..."

Zhang Xiaoluo glanced at the female corpse in the cabinet in front of Wei Xun. Before Fatty Wei finished speaking, he reached out and snatched the broken finger from his hand and put it in his arms. He pulled Fatty Wei up, and the two of them put the morgue back in their original place. After finally confirming that nothing was wrong, they left the morgue and returned to the Bluestone Lane.

When Zhang Daren was still queuing up on the street to buy soy milk, he suddenly felt a shock in his arms. He lowered his head in surprise, reached into his arms and groped for a long time before taking out the mobile phone that made him have to spend his entire month.

Looking at the strange number on the phone, Zhang Xiaoluo hesitated for a while before walking forward for a half step, glared fiercely at a middle-aged man next to him who was about to step into the line, and answered the phone.

"Zhang Xiaoluo, where are you? Do you know what time it is now?"

As soon as the phone was answered, an angry roar came from the phone, which was actually the voice of Zhi Fei, director of the University of Obstetrics and Gynecology.

Zhang Xiaoluo moved the phone away from his ear until the roar in the phone was slightly lowered before he put it back in his ear.

"Director, did Director Zhao say hello to you and say I can come and go? I..."

"Come and walk at will not mean not coming! I will see you in the office within 10 minutes! Otherwise, you won't have to come again!"

The voice of the female tyrant came out of her phone again. Zhang Xiaoluo wanted to argue a few more words, but Director Zhi had hung up the phone.

"This Wang Qi, a big-mouthed old lady!"

Zhang Xiaoluo muttered, while putting his phone back into his arms. He looked at the breakfast queue that was not very long but very thick, shrugged helplessly, and ran toward the medical and technical building of the affiliated hospital.

It was nothing big for Zhi Fei to find Zhang Xiaoluo. Meng Jing's autopsy report came out and found that there were a large amount of filthy things in her body. For a moment, this associate professor who had been teaching for decades became the protagonist of campus peach blossom news.

Zhi Feisi thought about it and finally decided to visit Yuan Yincheng, but she felt that it was inappropriate to go alone. Therefore, Zhang Xiaoluo, who had been to Yuan Yincheng's family, was arrested as a strong man.

Zhang Xiaoluo was not surprised by the information given in the autopsy report. This ghost was clearly about humiliating Yuan Yincheng. There was nothing more humiliating than the cheating of his wife who had been with each other for many years.

The second-floor courtyard where Yuan Yincheng lives is particularly deserted. Yuan Yincheng is sitting on the sofa in the living room, staring blankly at the two young criminal police officers who are constantly looking for clues to solve the case upstairs and downstairs.

Yuan Yincheng's complexion seemed to be better than last time. When he saw Zhi Fei and Zhang Xiaoluo enter the door, his chapped lips opened, but he didn't say anything. He raised his right hand slightly, saying hello.

Zhi Fei put the fruit in her hand next to the sofa and sat down opposite Yuan Yincheng. She looked at the once energetic associate professor of the Medical University, but she didn't know what to say.

"Deputy Yuan...Teacher Yuan, you are mourning for the change. I and Dr. Zhang and I will visit you on behalf of the colleagues in the department..."

Zhi Fei was silent for a while, and finally whispered to Yuan Yincheng. The department director, who had always been strong, began to regret his adventurousness this time.
Chapter completed!