Zhou Wen held his breath and focused his mind, hiding in a dark place, using the cabinet to cover it.

In the morgue, there are freezers, each with something like a drawer. After it is opened, the body is put in and stored.

Zhou Wen had already thought about it.

The person who assassinated him must be hiding in the dark, and there is nothing to say about this.

However, these people certainly did not expect that he had a Superman battle suit on his body, and he would not die if he shot it!

So, in the eyes of these people, he is dead!

Zhou Wen sorted out the whole process in his mind and came to a conclusion.

If he thinks from the perspective of others, if he wants to assassinate a person, he must watch the person die and be sure that this person dies!

And visiting the morgue for inspection is the safest way!

If it dies, the body will definitely be placed in the morgue.

However, this move may also be unexpected.

If the person who assassinated him did not come, his efforts would be in vain.

So he asked Wang Jiankang to release the news that Zhou Wen was dead and his body would be taken away by the police the next day and taken to the forensic doctor for testing.

In this way, if the enemy really wants to check the body, the time you can move is only that night!

That is now!

If the other party really doesn't come, Zhou Wen can only use the Zhuquetang relationship to find a way to investigate.

But under normal circumstances, Zhou Wen doesn't want to make such trouble.

In the dark room, there was only a white light bulb outside, and the inside was silent.

At this moment, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening. At this time, no one was left in the hospital except for the doctors on duty.

Even the people who manage the morgue have left after get off work.

Zhou Wen's spirit was also a little nervous. After all, he was in the same room with a bunch of corpses.

At this time, his cell phone suddenly vibrated, which scared him so much that he almost screamed.

He hurriedly took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was the call from Hong Haibo, and he answered it helplessly.

After all, Hong Haibo's phone number is likely to be related to Zhuquetang.

"Hey, Brother Wen, where are you? I have a job to look for you." A naughty voice came from the phone.

"I'm in the morgue." Zhou Wen said angrily.

"Damn it! You are a human or a ghost!" The fat man was obviously scared and almost fell to the ground with his phone.

He originally called Zhou Wen with great enthusiasm, but he didn't expect to get such a reply.

"Nonsense, of course it's human. If I were a ghost, could I still call you?" Zhou Wen said disgusted.

Hong Haibo breathed: "I'm scared to death. I thought I was calling a ghost. Why did you run to the morgue?"

"Something needs to be dealt with." Zhou Wen's ears suddenly stood up as soon as he finished speaking.

In his hearing, he could hear some small sounds coming from outside.

With rich combat experience, he immediately outlined what he looked outside in his mind.

Someone tiptoed over...

"Fatty, the last time the poison is still there, bring some of them, and come here immediately for me in the morgue of Boai Third Branch." Zhou Wen said softly.

After saying that, he ignored the fat man's complaints from the phone and hung up the phone directly.

Putting the phone in his pocket, Zhou Wen turned his ears and listened carefully to the sound outside.

From the hospital to the morgue, you need to enter the underground first. There is a special elevator that leads directly to the underground and there are also stairs.

When you get out of the stairs, you have to go through a few doors and turn a corner to where the body is stored.

This sound came from the corridor outside.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the door lock of the morgue was opened.

Zhou Wen was calm and did not rush to take action.

The door locks in the morgue are all old-fashioned door locks, and they can even be said to be simple.

If an internal martial artist comes over, even if he doesn't use tools, he can break the lock with just one pair of hands.

After all, the house where the corpse is placed does not require a very good lock, and not many people will come to steal this thing.

As the door was slowly opened, the sound of footsteps suddenly became clear.

According to the severity of footsteps, Zhou Wen judged the number of enemies in his heart.

"One, two, three..." Zhou Wen counted silently in his heart.

Finally, he confirmed that six people came in outside.

"Have you found?" A voice rang.

"Not yet, I don't know where it is? You can't open all the cabinet doors, right?" Another person said, his tone of fear.

"Fuck! You kid are still afraid of this," said one person disgusted.

"Okay, go and check the records on the registration form," a man ordered.

As the words fell, a little light appeared in Zhou Wen's eyes.

Judging from the intensity of the light, the other party should have turned on a miniature flashlight.

Zhou Wen hid in the darkness calmly and did not rush to jump out.

"Finished! In Cabinet No. 23!" a man whispered.

When everyone heard this, they immediately moved their steps and walked towards the No. 23 freezer.

Each of them wore ghost masks on their faces, and in the morgue, they looked very scary.

Several people arrived at the door of the freezer No. 23 and pried open the lock on the freezer.

"Hao!"

The lock fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

Several ghosts were startled and glared at the person who picked the lock.

"You can't catch the lock?"

"It's midnight, and there is no one in the morgue, why are you picking up that!"

"You know there is no one in the morgue?"

"Don't scare me, we believe in materialism, we cannot be superstitious!"

"Stop quarrel, pull the freezer open!" a ghost soldier said coldly.

Now, the two people stopped quarreling.

A thunderous sound of friction came from Zhou Wen's ear.

This is the sound of rubbing against the shelf outside when the freezer that was loaded with the body was pulled out.

He specifically told Wang Jiankang to disguise the hospital.

There is nothing inside.

In the quiet morgue, there was no trace of light, only six ghost soldiers stood on both sides of the freezer, staring at the inside of the freezer.

A gust of cold wind blew across the outside, hitting the window, making a whirring sound.

Several ghosts shivered for no reason.

"Flashlight is turned on!"

Hearing the words, the man holding the flashlight hurriedly shot the light inside the freezer.

Everyone's breathing became a little rapid. Although it was Zhou Wen they assassinated during the day, they did not really see Zhou Wen's body up close.

It was the first time for them to run to the morgue.

However, when they saw the situation inside the freezer, a cool air suddenly surged from the soles of their feet and rushed straight into the sky spirit cover.

Everyone's hair suddenly exploded and their backs became cold.

If they hadn't had companions around them, they would have fled in panic at this moment.

"What's going on? The corpse is not there?" a ghost soldier said in a panic.

"When I was a child, my mother said that this morgue is heavy and the dead may turn into a corpse. You said that Zhou Wen's body was alive and ran out by himself, right?" A ghost soldier said in a trembling tone.

"Get out! We just picked the lock! Could it be that the corpse can still have magic spells, and you can go out without unlocking the lock?"

A ghost man shouted loudly.
To be continued...