Nightmare Attack

"Could the woman imprisoned here be Xiaoting?" This conjecture emerged in everyone's minds at the same time, and finally asked Fatty to speak out.

According to Yuan Xiaoyi's memory, Xiaoting disappeared alone in this strange medical building. Now seeing such a tragic image, it is difficult not to connect the two.

Among them, Wen Liangshan, who was about to enter with dignity, was about to burst into tears. He seemed to have seen Xiaoting's ghost inside waving to him, and his legs were shaking uncontrollably like noodles.

Until Jiang Cheng said: "Don't be afraid, the woman who was once locked inside is not Xiaoting."

Wenliangshan said with a sad face: "Brother Jiang, you don't need to comfort me. I know you are worried that I won't go in, but I, Wenliangshan, am also a man of 7 feet. Even if I die, I want to die clearly."

Without any more nonsense, Jiang Cheng explained: "Look, judging from the extent of this struggle, I think the chance of the woman inside surviving is very small."

"But Xiaoting is different. She's not dead, she's just trapped here. Just like what we said in this mission, we are here to save people. If everyone is dead, what else can we save?"

"So there is no Xiaoting's ghost here?" Wen Liangshan seemed to be very concerned about this.

Jiang Cheng patted his shoulder and said, "Hurry up."

“Oh, okay, okay.

Wen Liangshan felt that what Jiang Cheng said was reasonable. If everyone was dead, why not save them?

But he didn't seem to have thought about whether there was a ghost inside, and it had no inevitable connection with whether Xiaoting died inside.

The important thing is that someone did die here, and it was a woman with a lot of resentment.

Maybe it's not Xiaoting, but if it were another ghost, wouldn't he be killed?

Wen Liangshan himself was relatively thin. He held his mobile phone in his left hand to light up the situation, then used both elbows to climb inward while pushing hard with his feet.

Jiangcheng is always ready to save people first if there is a change.

The space inside is small, which makes Boon Liang Shan feel very depressed even though he does not have claustrophobia.

He did not turn on the flashlight that came with his phone, but used the screen light to illuminate.

"It's so cold. Why does it feel like it's getting colder inside?" Wen Liangshan's muffled voice came from the depths of the morgue, slightly distorted.

The fat man waited in fear, and said casually: "It's okay if it's cold. You climbed into the morgue. If you want to be hot, you have to find a cremator."

Wenliangshan couldn't hold it back and burst into tears.

"Have you found it?" Jiang Cheng asked with a frown. He could feel that something was getting more and more wrong around him. There seemed to be a pair of eyes dormant in the darkness.

"I found it."

"Hurry up!" Huai Yi urged in a low voice.

Since they separated, they haven't heard anything from the other team, which makes them feel a little uneasy.

"What's going on?" Wen Liangshan's voice suddenly sounded, much louder than before: "Brother Jiang, someone has already signed this."

"Have you signed it?" The fat man was stunned when he heard this.

"Yes, it's Shi Xiaoya! It's her name, I can see it clearly."

"Could it be that another team came in advance and signed the names?" Jiang Cheng thought in his mind, but according to his guess, there are weird things on every floor here. They can be regarded as small copies. The two teams No matter who signs the name among the people, it is equivalent to ending the copy of this level.

But judging from the current situation, the crisis at this level has obviously not been resolved.

"Pull him out." Jiang Cheng and Huai Yi each grabbed one of Wen Liangshan's legs and dragged him out, and then Jiang Cheng climbed in.

The situation in the morgue is more complicated than Jiang Cheng thought. Wenliangshan alone will definitely not be able to solve the problem. If time goes on, everyone will die.

The inside was deeper than Jiang Cheng thought. After quickly climbing inside, he found a blue notebook at the end.

The first few sheets of paper have been opened and there are signs of folding, only a signature position is exposed.

The words Shi Xiaoya were clearly written on it.

In the security room, Jiang Cheng saw Shi Xiaoya's signature. After careful verification, he could confirm that this was Shi Xiaoya's handwriting.

But a question arises. Since Shi Xiaoya has been here and successfully left a signature, why is the crisis at this level still not resolved?

Is there something wrong with the signature?

He picked up the register and was about to check it again when suddenly a detail caught his eye. The piece of paper with the signature seemed to be slightly wider than the other pages of the register.

Gradually, a bold guess took shape in Jiang Cheng's mind, and he gently pulled the piece of paper with Shi Xiaoya's name on it.

The next second, the piece of paper actually fell down.

It's like it didn't originally belong to this register, but was inserted in the middle.

What was even more frightening was that Jiang Cheng saw a few black words on the top of the paper: Declaration of Voluntary Body Donation.

Signed by: Shi Xiaoya.

Even Jiang Cheng was shocked by this shameless operation, actually sandwiching the declaration of voluntary body donation in the middle of the registration book. Who can withstand this?

No wonder Shi Xiaoya clearly signed her name, but the crisis on the fourth floor still exists. She signed the declaration of donating the body. What's the use of that?

It can't be said that it's useless, at least from Jiang Cheng's point of view, she might be cold.

Picking up the signature pad again, and after checking it carefully, Jiang Cheng quickly signed his name and then quickly exited the morgue.

"It's solved." Jiang Cheng said, "Hurry up and leave."

Along the way, Jiang Cheng briefly explained what was going on to them. Fatty Huaiyi and the others were stunned for a while, especially Fatty, who couldn't help but curse these ghosts for their bad conscience. They were probably all orphans, otherwise they wouldn't be able to think about it. Use these dirty tricks.

Wen Liangshan was listening enthusiastically, but Jiang Cheng suddenly stopped talking.

Before leaving, Huaiyi also used a metal rod to hook the body. Although this thing was heavy, it was quite easy to use and it made him braver to hold it in his hand.

Sure enough, there was no obstacle to leaving this time, and the cold atmosphere that originally lingered in the corridor dissipated. Not far away, I saw a cart parked in the corner with rust on it.

It was the one that almost hit them before, but at this moment, with the end of the supernatural incident in Room 9, the cart became quiet.

The stairs leading to the fifth floor were at the end of the corridor. They were different from the stairs they had walked before. This staircase was obviously older.

Moreover, the stairs only have an upward part, and there is no ladder leading to the next floor. There are two iron poles standing in front of the stairs.

The iron rods were covered with rust and were placed in two large red plastic buckets, the kind commonly used in laboratories.

Looking closer, you can see that there are solidified cement piers inside the barrel. The iron rods are on the left and right, just across the front of the stairs, with many warning lines in the middle.

Densely packed, like a spider web, it makes one’s scalp numb.