2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

When the elevator reached the negative floor, a doctor in a white coat and a young man with a gentle smile on his face came out.

There was no gloomy atmosphere as imagined. Blazing white lights filled every corner of the corridor, and the faint smell of disinfectant filled the nostrils. It's just that the air conditioner on this floor seems to be turned on a little low, making people feel a chill spreading all over the body.

There was no one visible in the corridor, only the sound of wheels rolling on the ground from the far corner of the corridor, and the vague chatter of what seemed to be staff. The two had a clear goal and quickly found the location of the morgue based on the signs on the wall.

"Why is there no old man guarding the door here?" Looking at the empty door, Yan Muyun subconsciously complained.

"What?" "Doctor Wu" next to him turned to look at him in confusion.

"It's nothing. When I read horror novels, there was usually an old man guarding the hospital morgue. Then he would mumble some words that the protagonist couldn't understand at the time, but these words would often become the key to finding out the truth in the end. "Yan Muyun shrugged.

"Are you scared? You are saying so many inexplicable things just to relieve your inner tension?" Ye Buyu, who still maintained the appearance of Dr. Wu, showed a narrow smile.

This expression would be cute if a beautiful girl made it, but it would be a little annoying if it was placed on the face of a middle-aged man.

"Am I afraid?" Yan Muyun glared at him and walked in first.

The air in the morgue was colder than in the corridor outside. I don't know whether it was because the smell of the dead was too strong here, or because of the cold air leaking from the rows of corpse refrigerated cabinets placed along the wall.

The hairs on the back of Yan Muyun's neck stood up one by one, but he remained calm on the surface and walked straight to the row of refrigerators closest to him.

I pulled the cabinet door twice, but it didn't pull. The electronic screen next to the handle lit up, indicating that permission was required to open it. He frowned slightly: "Why are there password locks here? Are you afraid that someone will come and steal the body?"

"Is there a possibility that the hospital is guarding against you?" Ye Buyu complained at the right time, stepped forward and scratched it with the work ID hanging around his neck.

"drop."

Some harsh prompts sounded, and text appeared on the electronic screen: You do not have permission to open it.

Yan Muyun and Ye Buyu frowned at the same time. What kind of hospital is this? Not even the doctors have the right to see the body of the deceased?

At this moment, a somewhat confused voice suddenly came from the door of the morgue: "Who are you and why are you here?"

The two looked back and saw a young man in security uniform standing at the door, staring at them with vigilance.

"Doctor Wu" had a stern look on his face, put his hands in the pockets on both sides of his white coat, and said in a calm tone: "This is the family of the deceased. I want to come and see my loved one for the last time."

"Dead man? Which dead man?" The security guy was stunned for a moment.

Doctor Wu snorted coldly: "Is this necessary? He is the one who was sent here recently."

Sent recently? Is she the girl who accidentally fell from a building and died after being sent to the hospital after resuscitation failed? It seems to be called Zhu Xiaoyun...

The security guy was a little confused and asked at the same time: "Please tell me the name of the deceased."

"Zhu Xiaojun." Dr. Wu said calmly.

"Who is this?" The security guy dispelled some of his doubts and turned to look at the young man next to him who had been silent.

Yan Muyun frowned at this time, with a sad look on his face: "I am her distant cousin. Time has passed five or six years ago. I didn't expect that when we meet again..."

However, the security guy still didn't fully trust the two of them, and thought to himself: No one informed me that someone was coming to the morgue, so it would be better to send a message to Director Wang to confirm.

However, before he could take out his cell phone, Dr. Wu suddenly spoke: "Director Wang was talking to the parents of the deceased up there and discussing what time to take the body to the funeral home tomorrow, so he asked me to accompany him down."

Oh, it turns out that Director Wang is busy. No wonder he didn't find someone to notify me.

The security guy understood, took out his work ID card from his pocket, and walked aside: "Zhu Xiaojun's body is stored here. Come over here."

Why does a security guard have the authority to open a refrigerator?

The same question appeared in the minds of Ye Buyu and Yan Muyun, but they didn't say anything and just followed him together.

The security guy unlocked it, and the door of the refrigerator opened automatically. With the faint sound of mechanical operation, a female body covered with white cloth was slowly brought out.

Yan Muyun reached out and pinched a corner of the white cloth and pulled it down, revealing a girl's face covered with a thin layer of white frost.

"Oh, how pitiful." The security guy on the side suddenly sighed.

The girl who has completely lost her life looks like she is only 16 or 7 years old. Her eyes are closed tightly. She seems to have died due to falling from the building. The shape of her head and facial features are somewhat deformed.

This should have been the best age in life, but instead she was lying in a cold iron box with no possibility of waking up.

Yan Muyun stared at the girl's face carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong. He couldn't help but reach out to touch her cheek.

"Hey..." The security guy subconsciously made a voice to stop him. After all, the work manual clearly stipulates that no one should touch the body, even the family members of the deceased.

"I'm sorry." Yan Muyun took back his hand and smiled bitterly at him, but his hand was secretly gesturing underneath.

Dr. Wu coughed dryly and raised his chin towards the security guy: "Let's go over there first and give them some time alone."

"Ah? Oh, okay." Although the security guy had doubts, he still followed.

After the troublesome person was sent away, Yan Muyun frowned again with a sad expression and looked down at the cabinet.

The girl's eyes were closed tightly, and black and blue blood vessels were faintly exposed under her pale skin. Everything looked so normal. Even if an experienced detective comes, he will say that this is just an ordinary corpse.

But for some reason, Yan Muyun always felt that something was wrong somewhere.

He glanced at the security guy who was entangled with Ye Buyu not far away. He didn't look in his direction, so he took the opportunity to reach out and lightly touched the girl's cheek with his fingertips, and then immediately took it back.

The skin feels cold to the touch, has no elasticity, and is slightly hard underneath, but there is nothing abnormal about it. The area where the girl's cheek was touched was slightly sunken and did not recover for a long time, which is also consistent with the characteristics of muscle inactivation after death.

On the surface, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the corpse. However, after Li Muyun touched it, the strange feeling in his heart became even stronger.

Time was running out, so he no longer hesitated and tapped the red transistor on his left wrist, squeezing out a drop of blood. Black lines spread all over his arm in an instant.

Yan Muyun rubbed his fingertips gently, and a sharp black stone was caught between his fingers.

He raised his head and glanced at the security guy not far away. He walked quietly to the other side of the freezer and blocked the other person's sight with his back.

Gently lifting the white cloth to expose the body's hands, Yan Muyun used a black stone to make a cut on it.

A trace of black blood flowed out from inside, and the gray muscles turned outward, exposing the bones inside.

Yan Muyun took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to open the wound, put his fingertips in slightly, and pressed on the bone.

The next moment, his expression changed slightly, and his eyes suddenly became extremely solemn.

"Hey! What are you doing?" At this moment, the security guy behind him seemed to notice something strange about him, shouted and walked over.